Chapter 70 Word Spirit

He Lingchuan's eyes were poisonous: "It didn't bleed, it shouldn't be dead!"

Besides, all creatures here have the function of automatic resurrection. Doesn't the black dragon, as a weapon spirit, have it?

As if responding to his doubts, smoke burst out of the black dragon's head, and soon a complete lower jaw grew again. The parts that were cut off on the ground also turned into black water, rolled back to the tail and reunited.

No matter what, this is also the black dragon's home court, and the rules are most favorable to it.

Needless to say, the two are fighting for life and death again. The black dragon tried desperately to swallow Nian Songyu, while the latter was more ferocious and domineering than before.

The most amazing thing is that the green light on his body is extremely bright, indicating that his use of Qiankun money has reached its peak.

It can be seen that the suppression of Nian Songyu by the illusion world has disappeared.

After the white light came on, Nian Songyu seemed to have turned on the cheat, smashing the black dragon twice in succession. Fortunately, the latter was able to recover quickly and fought extremely tenaciously. The surrounding demon apes and sand leopards were also swept by him and shattered.

This is very strange. In theory, the cost of using the power of the wild is very high. After Nian Songyu held on for a few tens of seconds, he should be weak and short of breath, with black eyes and unstable lower body. Although he didn't have to walk with the help of the wall, he definitely couldn't fight He Lingchuan for thirty rounds.

Now Nian Songyu suddenly scored twice, and was more vigorous than the first time. It must be the work of the possessed white light. He Lingchuan didn't envy this at all. There is no free strength in the world. Nian Songyu forced himself to be strong in the middle of the game. I think it was at the cost of damaging his muscles and bones and squeezing his blood and essence to stimulate his physical limit. I'm afraid it will leave very bad sequelae afterwards.

Obviously, no one on the enemy and us present cared about this.

Another round of fighting.

"Too weak! Is this all you can do?" Nian Songyu tapped the ground with the tip of his knife, "It's not worth it for me to make this trip in vain."

He Lingchuan could hear that its tone was really disappointed, and his heart moved.

He didn't know how complicated the process of inviting gods was, but there had only been three successful gods descending in history, and this time was only the fourth time, so it must have been very difficult.

Disappointment means that the effort and the reward are not proportional. So why was this guy disappointed? Isn't it better if the spirit of the weapon is weaker? This will make it easier for them to collect the big square pot.

The black dragon didn't get angry, and laughed: "I can fight for three to five years, can you?"

This time it was cut into three pieces, and its body was recovering quickly, and it would be intact in at most twenty breaths. The rest of the demon apes that were cleared out also gathered again and would soon launch another offensive.

Persistence and stability are the kingly way. No matter how strong the opponent is, the borrowed body is tattered and the foundation is too poor. Time and victory will eventually stand on the side of the black dragon.

Nian Songyu didn't say much, bit his fingertips, and drew three runes out of thin air.

The blood condensed in the air when it flowed out, turning the runes into blood words.

He moved quickly at the beginning, and became more and more sluggish as time went on, as if these few moves weighed more than a thousand pounds. It was not until the black dragon regrouped and rushed up again that he barely finished the last few strokes.

Then, he roared three times.

Each roar used a syllable, and the tone was also very strange, but it could immediately drive a blood word to turn into red light and rush towards the black dragon.

After three roars, three blood-red chains appeared on the black dragon!

These chains were all phantoms, and they seemed to have no substance, but the black dragon was suddenly crushed to the ground, as if it was carrying three mountains.

Every step forward was extremely difficult, and it had to make three to five times more efforts.

Everyone on the city changed color. In its own home court, how could the black dragon be suppressed to this extent?

Is this the "god" that Sun Fuping had spent a lot of effort to invite? Sure enough, it was powerful.

"This is the word spirit technique I imitated. It corresponds to the three effects of sinking, stagnation, and fatigue. Even your resurrection will be slower." Therefore, creatures that have been hit by the word spirit technique move slowly, have heavy bodies, and have weak combat power. Nian Songyu smiled, "Strange, can't you solve it?"

The black dragon looked at him silently, and crawled towards him firmly and slowly.

"If you can't solve it--" Nian Songyu's eyes were bright, and even his voice was full of excitement, "You are not the real master of this world!"

He Lingchuan frowned. Even if he is the master of this illusion, he can't do whatever he wants, right? Otherwise, he will just kill the enemy with one finger in the future, so why bother with them until now?

But this invited god obviously has something to say, and his expression is so excited, as if he has won the jackpot.

Thinking of the price of the god-inviting technique and He Chunhua, He Lingchuan suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

This pain seemed to be deeply rooted in the memory of the original body.

Since the god has appeared, He Chunhua is 90% dead, right?

He Lingchuan quickly turned his thoughts elsewhere. The dead cannot be resurrected, and the most important thing is what he should do next.

After being hugged by the white light, he always felt a splitting headache and a drowsy mind, and he wanted to lie down and sleep for three days. Thinking about the bizarre experience just now, he knew that he must have been injured. Apart from other things, the shadow-transformed sand leopard almost ripped him open.

After waking up, he touched his chest and abdomen. Except for the internal injuries caused by the rolling stone, the epidermis was intact.

So, the injury was in the head?

He Lingchuan tried to ignore the discomfort in his heart and brain and calmed down.

The two rounds of crossbows completely destroyed his relationship with Sun and Nian. He could only help the black dragon to kill his own national teacher.

But will the black dragon keep his promise?

After killing Sun and Nian, will the black dragon swallow them by the way? After all, the black dragon guards the Dafang Pot, and they are also invaders, no different from Sun and Nian.

At this time, everyone on the city wall was holding onto the parapets and looking down, with no time to care about anything else. He Lingchuan rolled his eyes, and suddenly a strange idea popped up.

It seems feasible, why not give it a try?

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After being hit by the Word Spirit Curse, the attack of the black dragon was greatly reduced. If it was as agile as a dragon before, it is now as slow as a snail.

Not to mention Nian Songyu, even Zeng Feixiong could roll up his sleeves to fight a few times.

Nian Songyu stabbed the long knife into the black dragon's head and wrote blood out of thin air again.

This time there was only one word, and Nian Songyu wrote more difficultly, even his fingertips trembled, and it was difficult to continue.

If the black dragon's movements had not been restricted, he would not have been able to complete this task.

Nian Songyu's face turned red and white, and he finally finished writing, yelled, and then vomited a mouthful of black blood.

There were also pieces of meat in the blood, which were the fragments of organs vomited out.

But the effect of this Word Spirit Mantra on the black dragon was better than the previous ones:

Frost began to form on the part hit by the knife, spreading from the head downwards.

Wherever the white frost spread, the movement of that part of the black dragon would completely stop.

Nian Songyu had obviously finally figured out a way to deal with the black dragon, which was to freeze it completely, thus saving the trouble of the opponent being beaten to pieces and reborn again and again.

The only drawback was that he had to chant the mantra to continue this process.

It was obvious that the Word Spirit Mantra was not that easy to use.