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Chapter 325: Between Life and Death


Chapter 325: Between Life and Death "I also have some knowledge of martial soul mutations, your situation is very special, let me see, maybe I can find a solution for you."

The Sect Leader of the Corpse God Sect smiled faintly, his laughter was eerie, and in the depths of his green eyes, clusters of green flames jumped, looking extremely cheerful, as if they were about to escape from those eye sockets, giving people an extremely inappropriate feeling.

Qing Ming spoke, regardless of whether Shi Yan agreed or not, and came up directly towards Shi Yan.

The cultivation realm of the Divine Realm martial artist is not something that Shi Yan can compete with, he just swayed slightly, as if he was teleporting, and appeared directly one meter in front of Shi Yan.

Qing Ming, who wore a hideous mask, had an eerie voice, which made people uncomfortable, and those turquoise eyes were like ghost fires in the cemetery in the dark night, making people feel cold all over the body and dare not approach him.

Qing Ming stretched out a gloved right hand, bent his five fingers, like a claw, and slowly touched Shi Yan's lower abdomen.

Strange wisps of green silk threads, like tiny earthworms, quickly gathered at the tips of his five fingers, and the wisps of green silk threads carried the corpse qi of corpse fire, and as his fingers approached, they drilled towards Shi Yan's lower abdomen like a living thing.

"Thank you, don't bother."

Shi Yan grinned, wearing the left hand of the blood pattern ring, and quietly blocked towards the right hand that Qing Ming touched up, the cold light in his eyes was cold, and the breath of his body was also extremely cold.

In an instant, this piece of mountain seemed to be replaced by ice and snow.

Even Na Qingming's eyes flickered, and he noticed the sudden change in the environment.

Qing Ming didn't pay too much attention to it, sneered in his heart, and probed into Shi Yan's lower abdomen, but did not stop because of this.

This level of coldness is not painful or itchy for the Qing Ming of the God Realm.

"Click" The palm of Shi Yan's left hand blocked Qing Ming's five fingers, and wisps of weird green silk threads suddenly rushed out from the fingertips of Qing Ming's five fingers, and frantically drilled into Shi Yan's palm.

Severe pain covered the palm, and in an instant, Shi Yan's entire left hand bone shattered countless times.

Tens of thousands of green threads in his palm broke through the energy barrier in the palm of his left hand, and flew along his wrist and all the way to his left arm.

"I mean it well."

The green light in Qing Ming's eyes was even worse, "The energy I released may be too domineering for you, I hope you can understand, with the characteristics of your immortal martial soul, I think the broken bones in your palm should be easy to reorganize, as long as you don't have to block it, my energy will not continue to cause harm to you." ” Qing Ming's voice was floating and empty, shooting directly at Shi Yan's pupils, and the face under the mask seemed to tremble slightly, and even the mask that made him twist a little and become more and more hideous.

Shi Yan's expression was calm, as if he didn't feel the shattering of the bones in his palm at all, and his face didn't even show even the slightest pain.

Qing Ming's tens of thousands of green energy threads flowed all the way up along the tendons and veins of his arm, rushing straight towards the essence light cluster in his lower abdomen.

Shi Yan was able to perceive all of this, and his perception was extremely clear.

"It's fine."

To Qing Ming's surprise, Shi Yan suddenly relaxed, and did not continue to use the power of the Xuan Ice Cold Flame to resist, he actually allowed Qing Ming's green energy to penetrate into his body, and let those energies penetrate all the way into the essence cyclone in his lower abdomen.

Qing Ming's eyes flashed, and he was a little surprised in his heart, he didn't know why Shi Yan cooperated so much.

Without thinking too much, Qing Ming urged the green energy with all his might, and when those green energies were about to converge towards the Shiyan Essence Yuan Cyclone, they suddenly twisted into a ball, and immediately under a strange fluctuation, they suddenly split into thousands of strands.

Thousands of strands of green energy, forming strands of green silk threads, suddenly shot out from Shi Yan's lower abdomen, and drilled into all corners of his body along the meridians of his body.

Shi Yan's face changed slightly.

Qing Ming secretly sneered.

In just three seconds, these tens of thousands of shares of green energy have penetrated into most corners of Shiyan's body and extended to various areas.

Except for two places.

One is his brain, and the other is his right arm.

Tens of thousands of strands of energy from Qing Ming, after they were shot out, no matter how they impacted, they could not penetrate the obstacles leading to his brain and right arm, and could only linger around his neck and arms.

The green light in Qing Ming's eyes slowly condensed.

At the same time, the hundreds of thousands of green threads that had escaped in Shi Yan's body suddenly converged from all directions, from scattered to reunited, and reunited in Shi Yan's right arm and shoulder.

Hundreds of thousands of strands of green silk thread, after the reunion, the strange aura is even heavier.

The purpose of Qing Ming is self-evident.

"It seems that the problem is in your right arm, relax, I will penetrate the power into it and see."

Qing Ming's five fingers clasped Shi Yan's left hand, his eyes stared at Shi Yan, and he said lightly, and then suddenly exerted his strength.

Shi Yan grinned, and his smile suddenly became as cold as a cold knife.

Right now.

The blood pattern ring on his left hand shone with a misty rainbow light, and the dark red light, like crimson blood, covered Shi Yan's palm.

In the Blood Pattern Ring, the spar that imprisoned the Nine Ghost Devouring Soul Flames suddenly cracked a small gap.

The Nine Ghost Devouring Soul Flames, which had been imprisoned for a long time, suddenly turned into a beam of bright silver light, and that strong light broke through the layers of the Blood Pattern Ring's shackles and suddenly shot out from the Blood Pattern Ring.

The dark red halo covered Shi Yan's whole body, and the blood pattern ring only lit up for a moment, and the bright silver Nine Ghost Devouring Soul Flame flew out directly.

The Nine Ghost Devouring Soul Flames condensed into a delicate little face, this face was like a cloud, out of the dark red halo of the Blood Pattern Ring, and appeared on the top of the green god's head.

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That delicate little face smiled strangely, and then suddenly spit out a mouthful of turbid air and sprayed towards the green heavenly spirit cover.

Qing Ming's eyes suddenly became a little dull.

In his turquoise eyes, countless green points of light flickered and gathered, and in a moment, those green points of light condensed into a small face in the pupil of his left eye.

The little face was very surprised, and it moved violently in the pupils of Qing Ming's eyes, condensing the countless green light spots in Qing Ming's right eye.

For a while, a misty green halo appeared on Qing Ming's head, and those halos were layered layer by layer, and there were countless green light spots attached to those halos, densely packed, like mysterious insects.

A mouthful of turbid gas erupted from the Nine Phantom Devouring Soul Flames, the liquid was generally stained on those green halos, as if it was rapidly corroding those green halos, and I saw those small dots attached to the green halos, arranged sharply, forming countless mysterious formations, releasing all kinds of amazing energy.

The abnormal changes in Qing Ming's eyes, Shi Yan saw it in his eyes, and his heart was cold.

Qing Ming struggled to withdraw the hand that was holding Shi Yan, and he had a premonition that something was wrong.

Shi Yan's eyes were cold, the corners of his mouth overflowed with a hint of sarcasm, and he suddenly clasped the hand he withdrew with his backhand, and at the same time, he slowly raised his right hand with a little difficulty and drilled into the green chest.

A hint of anger flashed in Qing Ming's eyes.

Countless strands of spiritual consciousness, like the water of the Milky Way, poured down from the sea of green consciousness and swept madly towards Shiyan.

"Sneer" A trace of strange electric light appeared strangely between Shi Yan and Qing Ming, and these strange electric lights were accompanied by extremely amazing energy fluctuations.

Qing Ming's spiritual consciousness rushed into it, and was intercepted by all of them, and he could no longer rush forward for a bit.

At the foot of Shengguang Mountain, the three of Yi Tianmo looked solemn, and a murderous aura suddenly spread.

Many of the warriors gathered next to him sensed the terrifying aura that made people tremble from the three of them, and they couldn't help but retreat one after another, and once again distanced themselves from the three of them.

Qing Ming's spiritual consciousness was intercepted by layers of obstacles, and before he could retract those spiritual consciousnesses, one by one soul whirlpools suddenly appeared, frantically pounced on his sea of knowledge, with a posture of wanting to destroy his sea of knowledge.

"It's me who is abrupt."

Qing Ming hurriedly exclaimed, looking at Shi Yan's eyes, full of jealousy, "I actually don't have malicious intentions, Shi Yan, don't be too desperate to leave a line in everything, I really want to see you in the future, don't be too ruthless" "I'm not going to stay here."

Shi Yan's expression was cold, and he said lightly: "Because we won't see each other again in the future." ” Qing Ming's eyes changed drastically, and he was about to urge his whole body to retreat, but he found that Zhihai was invaded by a certain soul power, and his consciousness was a little uncontrollable.

Shi Yan was extremely calm, and with great difficulty, he raised his right arm and grabbed it towards Qing Ming's heart.

"Kid Hubris" Two souls as soft as cotton suddenly came in at this juncture.

These two soul breaths are like flexible vines, temporarily binding the divine consciousness of the three of Yi Tianmo, and it turns out that the three of Yi Tian Mo can't continue to disturb the sea of green consciousness.

The Qing Ming Consciousness Sea returned to stability again, and instantly regained control of the body, and in just a moment, a powerful explosive force swept away from the Qing Ming body.

"Click" Shi Yan held Qing Ming's left hand, and his bones exploded again, and Qing Ming's originally soft right hand was instantly full of power.

His face changed, and Shi Yan's right hand drilled into Qing Ming's right hand and suddenly slammed into the ground.

"Boom" The power of the landslide poured into the ground, and Shi Yan even brought his fist and body, all of which were submerged into the belly of the mountain.

Qing Ming's punch fell into the air dangerously, not hitting Shi Yan's body.

Qing Ming was about to make another move, and he was surprised to find that the green halo above his head had broken several layers, and the small face of the Nine Ghost Devouring Soul Flames suspended in the void became more and more delicate and clear, and it slowly flew above his head.

The green light in his eyes was so bright that he couldn't take care of Shi Yan anymore, and Qing Ming began to deal with the attack of the Nine Nether Devouring Soul Flames with all his might.

Beside him, there was a strange "snort" sound in the air, and then a figure slowly condensed out, it was Tang Yuannan.

As soon as Tang Yuannan appeared, he just glanced at Qing Ming's state, and he was shocked, and couldn't help but shout: "Tianhuo" "From Shiyan" Qing Ming gritted his teeth, snorted gloomily, and said, "Sect Master Tang, shouldn't you let that kid collect the heavenly fire?"

As Qing Ming spoke, there was a sound of footsteps at the foot of the mountain, and it seemed that someone was coming again

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