Chapter 907 Self-Harm Attack Technique

Even though pieces of spiritual stones kept appearing in her hand, they quickly changed from crystal clear to dull and finally without any spiritual energy.

The face of the female cultivator surnamed Yang also became paler and paler, and sweat was pouring down her forehead and temples.

Facing such an attack, she tried her best to maintain the defense of the green cloak, and her spiritual power had already been consumed by more than half.

She could only rely on constantly absorbing spiritual stones and swallowing pills to replenish, but the consumption rate was still far greater than the speed of absorbing spiritual energy.

A thick layer of the incomplete corpses of the "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" had been piled up on the ground around her, and blood was flowing.

This shows that she was using a lot of mana every moment. ??

The blood rain was still splashing all over the sky, and the tendons in her body began to ache because of the excessive and rapid absorption of the spiritual energy in the spiritual stones.

These spiritual energies had no time to be refined, and she used her body as a medium to pour them out of her hands.

In this situation, even if she still had a lot of spiritual stones and pills to restore spiritual energy, she couldn't hold on for too long.

Under the erosion of the impurities in the spiritual energy that had not yet been refined, and the poison in the pills that had been swallowed, the physical body collapsed first.

And this was only fifteen breaths away from her offering the "Wetland Thunder Bear" and moving forward about sixty feet.

The female cultivator surnamed Yang knew that she could not hold on any longer like this, and she had to refine the violent spiritual power in her body immediately.

She gritted her silver teeth and immediately stopped the "Wetland Thunder Bear" from moving forward, letting it guard her side, and she had to hurry up to adjust her breath and meditate.

Although she knew that this would be more dangerous, she had no choice. She couldn't die in the collision of spiritual power.

However, in this way, she could no longer resist the attack from behind.

This "Wetland Thunder Bear" would completely protect her and block all attacks from all directions, and the consumption would also increase.

The female cultivator surnamed Yang's hands turned into a series of afterimages, quickly replacing some unused low-level spiritual stones from the puppet body, and put ten medium-grade spiritual stones into it.

These ten middle-grade spirit stones were accumulated with great effort, and she didn't have many in her hand.

The moment the middle-grade spirit stones were activated, the "Wetland Thunder Bear" burst out with unprecedented light, and its momentum suddenly increased.

A pair of thick bear legs were firmly nailed to the ground, and the fists had turned into afterimages, shooting out dazzling dark blue light balls that scattered around.

The female cultivator surnamed Yang didn't care about the ten middle-grade spirit stones at this time, and quickly closed her eyes.

She knew that if the "Wetland Thunder Bear" continued to explode like this, even with the support of middle-grade spirit stones, it would not last too long.

But as long as she could hold it back for at least a hundred breaths, she would be able to get a little better.

The surrounding "Dark Spirit Demon Bats" had no way to deal with this puppet for a while, because it was not a real creature and had no life.

There was only a third-level "Wetland Thunder Bear" spirit at the core of its formation, and the materials used to refine this puppet were very tight, especially the defensive power at the core formation.

These "Dark Spirit Demon Bats" are only two wings, equivalent to foundation-building cultivators. They can force the female cultivator surnamed Yang to this point by relying on a peculiar formation.

They can jointly exert the power that is almost as strong as that of Jindan cultivators. Even so, they cannot destroy the opponent's body.

They cannot destroy the surface of the "Wetland Thunder Bear" and inject venom into its body, causing it to die of poisoning.

The only effective attack on this puppet is their sound wave attack, which hurts the spirit refined into it.

However, this puppet is of a very high level, and the formation at the core is even more exquisite. Most of the sound waves they emit are offset by the opponent.

Even if a few of them attack the spirit of the "Wetland Thunder Bear", they can't cause any damage to it. After all, it is the spirit of a third-level monster.

Therefore, the "Dark Spirit Demon Bats" can only constantly trap the opponent with blood and death.

Just when the female cultivator surnamed Yang thought that she could buy a short period of time to recover at some cost, one of the surrounding "Dark Spirit Demon Bats" suddenly made a strange flying posture in the air.

Then, several more "Dark Spirit Demon Bats" followed him and flew up, making the same flying posture.

The "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" that made the strange flight first suddenly spit out a very thin black silk thread from its mouth during the rapid flight, and shot it at the "Wetland Thunder Bear".

The moment the black silk thread flew towards the "Wetland Thunder Bear", it was hit by a ball of deep blue light.

However, the black silk thread was not broken or shattered, but appeared to be soft and weak, and was shaken to one side by the force.

Then, in a moment, one end of the black silk thread swung over, which made the "Wetland Thunder Bear" also slightly startled.

In just this instant, the black silk thread was entangled on its fist, but it did not burst out any power or corrosiveness.

In response to this, the "Wetland Thunder Bear" sensed it and although he was confused, he could only continue to fight the opponent under the attack from all directions.

On the other hand, the "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" that spit out the black silk thread almost shrank in an instant, as if all the energy and spirit in the body were drained in an instant, and fell to the ground.

Then, the "Dark Spirit Demon Bats" that made strange flying postures spit out a very thin black silk thread and hit the enemy.

These black silk threads were very strange. Under the recoil of the "Wetland Thunder Bear", only two or three tenths of them were shaken away, and most of them hit his fists and arms.

The strength of the "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" that spat out black threads disappeared instantly, and each one of them fell from the sky.

At this time, more and more "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" began to make this flying posture, swaying in the cave like a group of demons dancing, which made people feel chilly.

The sky was like rain, and the "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" fell one after another.

After these "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" fell to the ground, they did not die immediately. Instead, their bodies were cracked with bone-deep cracks, and dark red blood gushed out.

They let out shrill screams and kept flopping on the ground. They could neither fly nor die immediately. They were in great pain, as if they were suffering in purgatory.

And as the black threads spit out by the "Dark Spirit Monster Bat" flew out, the attack movements of the "Wetland Thunder Bear" gradually slowed down.

Every blow it struck was extremely laborious, and soon it would no longer be able to protect the girl surnamed Yang safely. ??

The female cultivator surnamed Yang also felt the crisis of life and death, and immediately opened her beautiful eyes. She looked at everything in front of her in horror.

The "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" on the ground were screaming miserably and thrashing around, almost blocking the entire corridor.

Some "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" crawled towards her ferociously, baring their white teeth in pain, as if they were going to bite her before they died.

Like vicious ghosts crawling toward her with grievances, layers of cold shivers suddenly appeared on the fair skin of the female cultivator surnamed Yang.

There was no other sound in the ears of the female cultivator surnamed Yang, except for the screams and screams one after another, as well as the sad and ferocious bloody faces.

And she only meditated for about thirty breaths, thirty breaths. The time was really short, and she couldn't feel it at ordinary times.

The female cultivator surnamed Yang could see that these "dark spirit demon bats" were using an extreme self-mutilation attack method.

Before, even if they were killed by themselves and the "Wetland Thunder Bear", they did not use this method.

Now just one look at the screams and screams on the ground and the densely packed "dark spirit bats" that look like Shura ghosts, the female cultivator surnamed Yang knows that the pain caused by this kind of attack is more terrible than death.

Therefore, this kind of attack should also be an extreme attack method that the "Dark Spirit Monster Bat" is least willing to use.

But at this time, she didn't have much time to think. The limbs of the "Wetland Thunder Bear" were bound by some silk threads.

At this moment, every time it punches, the light erupting from its body becomes more and more dazzling. It is extremely consuming the power of ten middle-grade spiritual stones.

The light on the body has already dimmed a lot. It is expected that in at most twenty more breaths, all its power will be wiped out.

It's just that its defense speed can no longer protect the female cultivator surnamed Yang much.

The green cloak on the body of the female cultivator surnamed Yang once again stirred up power. As soon as she used the magic technique, she felt intense pain and burning in all the muscles and veins in her body under the mad rush of spiritual power.

As if thousands of steel knives were stirring inside her body at the same time, she immediately groaned, and a stream of Yin Hong's blood spilled out of the corner of her mouth.

After smelling the smell of blood, the surrounding "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" even screamed "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" on the ground.

The "bat" became excited and flapped towards her faster.

The female cultivator surnamed Yang gritted her teeth and violently waved her cyan cloak, killing dozens of "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" that shot like sharp arrows in their excitement.

The courageous spirit was exhausted, and she suddenly felt that the spiritual power in her body became intermittent, and the tendons in the arms she swung out seemed to be torn and torn.

Her eyes suddenly turned into ashes, and she knew that death was coming.

She lowered her arms feebly, and the essence of her natal "Wetland Thunder Bear" also sensed her danger and turned around with great effort.

The huge head looked down, with a hint of sorrow in its eyes. It desperately punched out, causing the surrounding air to vibrate.

But because it seemed to be pulled by silk threads, his movements were slow, and he only killed three or four "Dark Spirit Monster Bats", and then he was restrained again like an old man.

"I have been on the path to immortality for more than a thousand years, and once it turned into blood and mud."

The female cultivator surnamed Yang thought about this sentence in her heart. Today is the day she will die.

At the same time, she thought of some people.

"I hope they are all well! After searching for them for so many years, I still haven't been able to meet them."

Then, her eyes reflected a dark cloud of "dark spirit monster bats" flying toward her...

The female cultivator surnamed Yang suddenly showed a silent smile, and the spiritual energy in the surrounding space violently turbulent. She was not someone who could be manipulated.

When Dao disappears and dies, she can only end it by herself. No one can kill her.

At this moment, a deep voice sounded in the ears of the female cultivator surnamed Yang.

"Do you know Shuangzhongshan?"

The sound was so sudden that although it was inaudible among the countless shrill screams, it undoubtedly sounded like a thunderbolt in the ears of the female cultivator surnamed Yang.

She suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, but the aura on her body became more and more uncontrollably violent.

The black mass of "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" rushing towards her eyes was no longer there, replaced by an unreal and illusory figure. The man's back filled her entire field of vision.

The black shadow turned its back to her, and with its wave of hands, it shot out a mountain of palm shadows, and the surrounding "dark spirit monster bats" exploded into clouds of blood.

The female cultivator surnamed Yang was horrified. She was not horrified by the opponent's strength, but she was just not good at such a tough attack like a reckless man.

Those "dark spirit demon bats" screamed angrily, spitting out extremely thin black threads, which entangled the opponent's fists and arms.

But as soon as they touched, they were burned clean by something, and could not bind the man's hands and feet at all.

She could feel that the opponent's strength was at most similar to Song Rongdao, and the spiritual power fluctuations were extremely strong, but from the perspective of aura, why was it so different from hers.

However, what shocked her even more was the words the other party said, that person's name!!!