Repulsion, Suppression of
the Same Cave Zhao Mingyu was sitting cross-legged on the ground practicing for about a dozen square meters. The process was not very smooth. Now he was practicing without any starlight around him.
With a breath of turbid air exhaled, Zhao Mingyu opened his eyes, with a blank expression on his face, and his body function declined.
"What is going on? Don't cause me any more trouble. What is this island? Is it another different space?"
Zhao Mingyu felt a little depressed. He wanted to go home. He was tired.
He put on his homemade marching clothes, put on a black robe and a hood, and even prepared a mask.
Constant complaints made Zhao Mingyu's mentality return to normal. It was almost time to set off. He squeezed out the gap to take back the props and walked towards the forest again.
This island is really a different world. It is much larger than it looks. I don't know what affects it.
I used the holy sword to split the thorns and walked out of the wide area. The road is getting harder and harder to walk.
Gently touch the soil with your hand. The soil here contains a lot of dark energy. Although darkness is not necessarily bad, in this place...
the breath is blocked.
Zhao Mingyu still walked straight forward, his shoes were already covered with mud, and the smell of rotting leaves lingered in his nose.
The potholes were full of turbid rainwater, and the weather was not good, with dark clouds, as if the sky was about to fall.
"Tick..."
Zhao Mingyu squinted his eyes, stretched out his right hand, and the invisible sword instantly grew, piercing through the trees and piercing into the vines twenty meters away.
Zhao Mingyu took out the soul guide gun, and the muzzle was emitting red flames. A huge recoil came, and the flame bullet broke through the air and hit the bull's eye! The vines that came into contact had been roasted into charcoal, forming a flame vortex with a diameter of five meters, and ignited the surrounding bushes and began to expand continuously.
The holy sword was retracted. If there was soul power to release (flame), it would be easier.
Tick-tick, silver mist splashed.
"Ah~"
The heavy rain poured down, and Zhao Mingyu closed his eyes helplessly and smiled. The movement of his left hand did not stop until the six bullets were fired, and then he took back the ring.
Holding the holy sword in both hands, the strength of the whole body was transferred to the soles of the feet, bursting out a powerful propulsion, and the whole person had already rushed out, taking advantage of the tree monster being engulfed by flames to cut it off.
Zhao Mingyu was still a step late. The humanoid tree monster made of various vines had already stood up. Even though its body was burned black and some areas had been carbonized, the sky was on its side.
The holy sword had already chopped on the shield made of vines. Zhao Mingyu kept swinging the golden blade, cutting off the countless tentacles and vines.
"Does it want to fight me in melee? Be careful of its skills. This is another creature I don't know, but it should have something in common with the soul beast of the tree." Zhao Mingyu kept judging its intelligence by pulling.
A thin vine drilled out of the soil and tied Zhao Mingyu's left leg. He pulled hard and almost lost his balance.
"When?"
The soul power and blood power actually began to be used in the vine body. Zhao Mingyu's pupils were upside down, like a spitting fire, and his right hand chopped towards the vine.
At this moment, Zhao Mingyu chopped hundreds of times in all directions. Countless vines fell to the ground, and even the ground was shaved off a layer of the surface.
"At the critical moment, I will use my soul power and blood to launch a fatal attack..." Zhao Mingyu thought as he continued to chop. The trees and weeds within a radius of twelve meters were chopped into pieces, allowing this place to see the light of day again.
"Sure enough, I still have to shoot it a few times with the soul guide gun."
The twisted tree monster reassembled together, and the vines kept spinning to form a tree man more than three meters tall. A roar came from the twisted face.
Zhao Mingyu was a little out of breath, his arms were sore, and his body was also accompanied by heat. Normally, this level of destruction can be achieved with a casual sword.
"They should also be suppressed, right? Or is it just me?" Zhao Mingyu was a little depressed.
The vines attacked Zhao Mingyu again, and a grenade appeared in his left hand. He pressed the starter, pulled out the pull ring with his mouth, and flew towards the twisted tree monster.
"Bang!"
"This is art!" Zhao Mingyu shouted loudly! ! Venting his frustration.
He took out the Ice Soul Gun to change the magazine, but he didn't believe it. It was raining. He changed to ice bullets. The cold air of the soul gun would penetrate into the bone marrow, causing a staggering pain.
"Bang, bang... bang!"
Zhao Mingyu, as a quick shooter, fired six bullets in an instant and quickly put away the Frost Gun. He glanced at his left arm, which was already frozen blue, and ice crystals had condensed on it...
"Oh, it hurts!" Zhao Mingyu rushed over with big strides, and kicked the three-meter-high tree monster with his right leg. Blue and white ice crystals fell, and it kept rolling in the air, flying backwards for thirty or forty meters, and stopped only when it hit a thick tree trunk.
The frozen soil under Zhao Mingyu's feet couldn't bear the force and shattered. His brain felt as if it was not getting enough oxygen, and he felt a little dizzy. He knew that this was a warning that his body was about to reach its limit.
Although the twisted tree monster was not dead yet, Zhao Mingyu had to leave here quickly, otherwise it would be dangerous. As his body disappeared into the darkness, he won, but not completely.
All the ice crystals on the twisted tree monster melted, and it exuded evil spirits. Green light shone from its eyes that looked like human faces.
Zhao Mingyu barely walked one kilometer before lying down against the tree, drinking the potion and recovering his strength.
Here, his qi and blood were constantly decreasing, and he would soon become an ordinary soul master. The absorbed medicinal power slowly eased down as the dragon heart burst throughout his body.
The dragon factor was active throughout the body, and the eyes were still red.
All the blood and qi began to gather towards the heart automatically. Perhaps this was the way to break the deadlock.
Sand~ The sand
wind blew the trees, and Zhao Mingyu was covered in mud, as if he had just rolled out of the coal. He was in a very bad state.
"Gathered in the heart of the dragon furnace? Not bad, at least I don't have to wait in despair for the blood and qi to dissipate." Zhao Mingyu cheered up again. This was his story alone, and no one could help him.
The soul power did not change. The total amount of soul power was less than 10% of the peak, and the quality also decreased slightly.
"These soul powers are to be saved for space transmission. When fighting, I can only use swordsmanship."
I can no longer use soul power at will. Even if I use it, I can only enchant it in a small amount.
Normally in Douluo Continent, he can use the vitality of heaven and earth, or in other words, most of the light gathered by his holy sword comes from heaven and earth. Here, not to mention that there is no help from heaven and earth, but it will oppress him tightly.
Raindrops kept falling on Zhao Mingyu. At some point, his hood had been blown off by the wind, and his long hair was all stuck together, making him look like a drowned rat.
"..."
His soul power was constantly circulating around the body. Perhaps it was the endless nature of Xuantian Gong that was taking effect, so he was still in good condition.
He closed his tired eyes, and they turned emerald green.
His left hand was shaking constantly, which meant that his self-healing ability had decreased...
"I've been suppressed so badly in less than two days. I hope no one else will stray into this hopeless place." Zhao Mingyu sincerely hoped that he would be the last one.