Chapter 1437 Same Origin
"Don't worry, it's half done now, as long as we can get our fingers, we have a chance." Han Yu told Feng Langchong to be quiet first.
Han Yu felt more and more that the four old men were very familiar with that finger, otherwise it would be impossible to show such urgency and caution.
That said, they were afraid of that finger.
As long as Han Yu can get that finger, it is equivalent to mastering a big killer.
"It seems that's the only way." Feng Lang rushed.
The two rested for half a day before starting to act again.
It would be much easier for them to dig out the spiritual jade in the ground to dig out the spiritual jade suspended in the formation.
Of course, although it is simple, both Han Yu and Feng Langchong are more cautious. The closer you are to your fingers, the more careful you have to be, because your fingers will be more sensitive to changes in the surrounding environment, and a slight mistake may be fatal.
Han Yu controls the Liuhe Bahuang Magic Formation, while Feng Langchong controls the Yishan Formation, peeling off the spirit jade on the ball bit by bit. Every time a point is peeled off, Han Yu will use the array to evolve the same environment to fill it.
Lingyu was peeled off like a stone shell, layer by layer. When about half of it was peeled off, the peristalsis speed of the blood inside suddenly became faster. Han Yu and Feng Langchong were startled and stopped hurriedly.
The two of them stared at the ball, and before they knew it, cold sweat was already covering their foreheads!
The illusion derived from this finger alone can make the semi-saint timid, and it will explode by itself, and its power is unimaginable.
After the blood squirmed for a while, it gradually calmed down.
"Huh!" Han Yu and Feng Langchong heaved a long sigh of relief, and the four old men were also relieved.
"I was not careful just now, and I used too much power!" Feng Langchong said with some self-blame.
"It's okay, just rest for a while before doing anything." Han Yu patted Feng Langchong's shoulder.
The two walked to the side and sat down cross-legged, and began to adjust their breath. Now the white-clothed old man stopped urging, and Han Yu and the others could rest as long as they liked.
"Brother Han, I don't think we can peel off those spirit jades and take out our fingers. Now there are more than 30 feet away from the fingers. Such a little force has startled the fingers. Wouldn't it be more sensitive to get closer?" Han Yu sound transmission, a little preoccupied.
"Yeah, we have to leave here as soon as we can't control it!" Han Yu said.
"How about we give it a try, hit the ball at them while they are not paying attention, and then take the opportunity to escape. Even if the fingers inside have to react, it may take a while. The four of them dare not make big moves, which is our chance. "The wind and waves rushed. This is the countermeasure he has been thinking about, and it is also the most likely way to escape.
"This is too risky. None of us know how powerful the finger will be and how long the reaction time will be. The finger's reaction time is slow, and the four old men have time to intercept us. The finger's reaction time is too fast. We can't escape ourselves." Han Yu said cautiously.
"But, apart from this desperate fight, do we have other options now?" Feng Langchong looked extremely pessimistic.
"I feel a familiar breath on that finger, and I think I can control that finger!" Han Yu hesitated.
"Huh?" Feng Langchong's eyes widened, but soon he returned to normal, but his heart was turbulent, and he asked through an incredible sound transmission: "Do you know the owner of that finger?"
Han Yu said: "I don't know him, but I may have come into contact with the person who cut off that finger."
On the wound of the finger, there was a wisp of black air. Han Yu judged that the black air was left by the person who cut off the finger, and it had a suppressive effect on the finger. When Han Yu saw this black air for the first time, he felt familiar.
Now that he was close to his fingers, he could already sense the black air. He had come into contact with similar things before.
This black air matches the breath of the black epee that Han Yu saw in the Sky Scar of the Haotian School in the past. Han Yu is almost sure that this finger is the owner of the black sword and cut it off with the black sword. The terrifying aura of the black sword still lingered on this finger.
What surprised Han Yu the most was not this, the wisp of black air resonated with the black air in Han Yu's body, as if it came from the same vein as the black air in Han Yu's body.
This is an astonishing discovery. If Han Yu's perception is not bad, then this wisp of black air most likely came from the Sky-Swallowing Demon Body, and the owner of the black sword is a Sky-Swallowing Demon Body.
Back then, when Han Yu touched the black sword for the first time, he was almost sucked into jerky by the black sword. The black sword possessed terrifying devouring power, like a sky-swallowing demon body. But then the black hole in Han Yu's body exploded, sucking back his lost vitality from within the black sword.
In the past, Han Yu thought that the black hole was powerful and defeated the black sword. But now it seems that Hei Jian should have recognized him as the Sky Swallowing Demon Physique, so he didn't hurt him.
If these guesses are correct, Han Yu can use the power of the source to control the black air on the finger, let the black air suppress the finger, and he can take the finger into his hand.
Of course, Han Yu is not too sure now, so he has to peel off some Lingyu and sense it carefully.
Han Yu didn't tell Feng Langchong about this, but now Feng Langchong follows Han Yu's lead, and he will do what Han Yu says.
The two rested for a while, and continued to work. When the stripping was about 20 feet away from their fingers, Han Yu was able to clearly sense the breath of the black air. He let his original power quietly pass through the spirit jade shell to control the black air. The black air resisted at first, but gradually, it was able to follow Han Yu's thoughts.
Feng Langchong and the four old men could only see wriggling blood, but could not see fingers and black air, so they did not realize that Han Yu was secretly communicating with the black air.
After a short trial, Han Yu was sure that this wisp of black energy had the same origin as him, and the owner of the black sword was the Heaven-swallowing Demon Body.
Han Yu told Feng Langchong to stop, looked at the old man in white and said, "Now it's the last critical moment, we can take out that thing, but you have to promise that after taking it out, let us go."
The old man in white was overjoyed, and said: "Once a word from the old man is spoken, it is hard to follow."
Han Yu nodded, erased the mark on the Black God, looked at Feng Langchong and said, "Brother Chong, you are in charge of the Black God, if they dare to play tricks, do it directly."
Feng Langchong was a little excited, this is a warrior slave comparable to a semi-saint, controlling the killing, how fun it is. Nodding excitedly, he was about to bleed to recognize the Lord, but was stopped by the old man in white, staring at Han Yu and saying, "You still don't believe what the old man said?"
Han Yu stared straight at the old man in white, and said: "Although the Black God is powerful, he can't kill your encirclement circle. What are you afraid of? We are doing this to keep some cards for ourselves. If you dare to play tricks, we will immediately Control the Black God to attack that thing, and then we will die. If you keep your promise and let us leave, nothing will happen. If you stop it now, don't you think that we will leave alive at all?"