Of the more than one hundred rules, he told me that seventy of them were contrary to the rules, including the way to hide my aura, which was simply an aura amplifier, allowing the boss to discover me in the first place.
While I was looking at people's faces, I was paying attention to the surroundings.
Suddenly, a faint light flashed from a distance, and the spell was about to end. I was so anxious that I prayed over and over again that it would end quickly, and at the same time, I hoped that the flickering light would fly slower.
But what was supposed to come came anyway, and it came faster than my prayers. Almost the moment I noticed the glimmer, the glimmer turned into an extremely bright strong light, and after the strong light, I saw a dazzling light.
The light fell in front of me, its arrival was like the arrival of the will of heaven and earth, and I couldn't even think of any resistance.
To my surprise, he didn't move. When I checked everyone with my spell, and I could finally pick up my hand from the ground, I thought about what to say, thinking that if someone waited for me for a long time, it must be a good one.
The host knows how to sympathize with people like us who are looking for people.
Snap, I just felt that my neck was about to be broken, my body flew out, my head was still in a daze, snap, my body shot into the air again. Then I didn’t know what I went through, so I could only lean on it.
Instinct uses spiritual energy to protect my bones and meridians, preventing them from snapping or flying out.
When I fell from the sky with a bang, my eyes were completely blurred, and my consciousness felt like I was about to faint. But I knew that there was no such thing as fainting, because my consciousness would not be tired here.
It won't die either. Unless it breaks his consciousness into countless pieces like I did when I killed the rice owner.
Sure enough, I was still too naive, the world was dangerous, a foot was stepping on my head, and the force of the downward squeezing was getting stronger and stronger. I gritted my teeth and wanted to yell, but I no longer had the strength to breathe, and my blood was
It also filled my lungs. I am still alive now only because I used spiritual energy threads to protect all the bleeding wounds, and then used spiritual energy instead of the heart to push them to continue circulation.
But without the head, I really have nothing to do. No matter how much spiritual energy threads there are, it is impossible to form a head.
The pressure stopped at the moment when my head was about to burst. I was stunned and not happy. After all, in such a cruel world, if something goes against common sense, there must be something more terrifying than this!
Sure enough, just when my head was about to be crushed, a suction force spread from around my body. They seemed to split me into pieces, but they seemed to be evenly distributed.
"Just use your flesh and blood to sacrifice this land."
Before I could squeeze out the word "no", my body was instantly torn apart, my spiritual energy was cut off, only one head was still hanging in the air, and my whole body turned into a red blood mist, which went away with the wind, moistening everything silently!
Silently, uncle, give me my body!
With only one head, I feel more comfortable. I don't need to breathe, eat, or be restrained by my body. As a mortal, I died, with two swords stuck diagonally on the ground.
The host, whose whole body was emitting dazzling light and whose body could not be seen at all, finished what he said, then left me, a fool with only a head, and flew away.
My heart was broken, and I wanted to raise my spiritual energy and use spiritual energy silk to make a body frame. Although some spiritual energy could come out of my nose, it was too little, and the place where it came out was too damn unsightly!
But then I thought about it, mosquitoes are still flesh when they are small, at least they look like human beings. Then I suppressed five spiritual energy threads from my nose, and they reorganized my limbs and body.
I controlled it, trying to get back the feeling that my limbs were still there before, but a line could give me too little feedback. I looked at my body, and it looked very similar to the stick figures in the stick figures. It was really magical.
It’s amazing that the lines on the stickman’s body are thicker than mine!
But I seemed to be trapped in a kind of demonic barrier and kept my body like this. In order to pick up the two swords on the ground, I sat there for three days and three nights, letting the aura threads coming out of my nose strengthen my body.
It took another three days to strengthen my right hand, and then I reluctantly picked up two swords and carried them behind my back.
Thinking that this method is feasible, I just sat here for a month, strengthened all my limbs, and got used to using them to swing a sword, run and fly, and then decided to hit the road and go to other places I had not checked out.
After walking in one direction for more than half a month, my limbs became stronger and stronger, but the force I exerted was less than a quarter of what my original body could exert.
Fortunately, I avoided all the dangerous ghosts along the way, and in some places I almost crawled on the ground.
Although I can fly, most of my breath can be absorbed when my body touches the ground. Unless I specifically check, ghosts will not find me. And if I fly high into the sky, there is a risk of being eaten by ghosts in the sky.
Now I came to a swamp full of gray mist. Those crooked trees didn't look like serious trees at first glance. I took a small stone and threw it on the tree. When I hit it, the tree turned out to be
It's hollow and has no special reaction.
But I was worried, so I picked up another stone, wrapped it with a trace of spiritual energy, and threw it over. With a pop, the originally motionless tree suddenly turned into a bloody mouth, and the stone was eaten directly.
I was startled, and the two of us hurriedly stepped back more than ten meters, hiding behind a rock and looking over there. After a while, we only saw pebbles being spit out from the bark by the dead tree, and there was a snapping sound.
The soft mud on the ground made a big nest.
Thinking about whether I could crawl over from the ground, I picked up a stone, which was filled with spiritual energy, and rolled it against the ground. There was a constant swishing sound, and dozens of sharp long thorns stabbed out of the ground, which were as high as knees, and directly hit the stone.
The stone was pushed up into the air. At this time, the spiritual energy threads on the stone were dissipated by the huge force. The dead tree that was about to move moved and then stopped.
Seeing that I couldn't get through this swamp, I walked along its edge all the way to the right. After walking for eight days, I still didn't see the edge. I thought to myself that it wouldn't be a swamp, so I carefully lifted into the air and shrank my body into a
The ball drags the head.
After flying to a height of about twenty meters, I didn't dare to go any higher. Looking to the right, it turned out that the swamp stretched endlessly without an end.
Just when I was about to fall, I heard two roars. I turned around suddenly and saw a black crow rushing over. Its two eyes were glowing green, and its tongue actually stuck out of its beak, making a tongue.