I lived two hundred years

Chapter 72 The Right Hand
"how can that be!"

Shi Nianyin couldn't figure out how an ordinary person could do such a thing.

Turn in the air.

Shouldn't this kind of operation be the patent of practitioners?
However, she also knew that the situation was critical, so she didn't indulge in it. When she moved her foot, the remaining "Qi" exploded, and she avoided it far away.

"Immerse yourself in my art! The Rose of Versailles!"

The man from Dyefang turned around again in the air, like a dancer in the wind, and flung a red handkerchief at Shi Nianyin.

The red handkerchief was like a spinning poker, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, chasing Shi Nianyin.

The moment Ranfangnan made his move, Shi Nianyin's expression turned extremely ugly.

She sensed a "qi".

It was emanating from the man in the dyeing workshop.

It was a kind of "blood qi" similar to Shen Lang's, but a little different "qi".

Shi Nianyin's understanding of the world of practice is limited, and he cannot recognize its essence, so he can only determine the realm of Ranfangnan.

Like himself, he only possesses the "sense of Qi" and does not "introduce Qi into the body", not even half a foot into the gate of the practice world.

However, it is only a matter of time before you can have a "sense of air" and "introduce air into the body".

This is the normal development direction of qualified persons.

People like Jiang Lianxue who have no qualifications have to find a way to skip the level of "Qi Sensing" and directly "introduce Qi into the body" to enter the world of practice.

Now everyone is a rookie, the difference in strength is not big, and it is meaningless to compare them.

What shocked Shi Nianyin was that he hadn't noticed the "Qi" in the opponent's body before.

Shi Nianyin possesses soul talent and has expertise in sensing. Even if her realm is higher than hers, it is generally difficult to hide her sensing.

Dyefangnan can do this, which shows that he has a very powerful skill of hiding "Qi".

This is not what ordinary practitioners should have.

Behind him, there may be a powerful force.

Shi Nianyin's thoughts changed sharply, but the red handkerchief had already come not far from her.

As if inspired by Shi Nianyin's breath, the red handkerchief burst out suddenly, and streams of red air flowed out from it, intertwined in the air, turning into a beautiful scarlet rose.

The rose twirled, its petals were like blades, as if it wanted to cut Shi Nianyin into pieces.

This is no longer a simple "Qi", but a spell, a powerful spell.

With the realm of Ranfang Nan, how could he cast such a powerful spell?

Shi Nianyin turned his gaze over the red handkerchief and came to a conclusion.

The red handkerchief is a magic weapon.

"shit!"

Everyone is a rookie, but others have equipment, but I don't have it.

I don't have a god-level operation, how can I fight back?
"Master! Come and save me. If you don't come, your apprentice will be destroyed forever."

As if hearing Shi Nianyin's voice, Shen Lang appeared like a god and stood in front of her.

"Current practitioners don't practice hard, do they just start running around?"

With a snort of dissatisfaction, Shen Lang stretched out his hand, passed through the sharp scarlet roses, and grabbed the red handkerchief.

Immediately, the red air flow dissipated, and the scarlet roses withered and turned into pieces of falling flowers, scattered in all directions.

"Don't slander my art! I want to dedicate myself to art!"

The man from the dyeing workshop yelled and rushed towards Shen Lang.

He looked crazy, and the breath in his body was churning, like a gunpowder keg, ready to explode at any time.

"Is the brain corroded by scarlet blood gas?"

Shen Lang frowned, and slapped his hands in disgust, as if to drive away some kind of filth.

Following his movements, a gust of wind rose from the ground, making it difficult for the man in the dyeing workshop to move forward.

"Master, what is scarlet blood energy? Is it the same as blood energy?"

As soon as Shi Nianyin got out of the dangerous situation, he began to ask questions curiously.

"Scarlet blood energy is an advanced variant of blood energy. This is a very dangerous 'qi', and everyone who cultivates this kind of 'qi' will eventually go crazy. No one is practicing now. I don't know if this guy doesn't understand these things , chaotic cultivation, or being treated as a test product."

As Shen Lang said, he looked into the depths of the labyrinth forest.

There seemed to be a line of sight colliding with him, and there was a faint electric current, leaving ripples in the air.

Seeing this scene, Shi Nianyin asked in surprise, "Master, what is this?"

"A master." Shen Lang smiled slightly, looked at the struggling dyer man, and said, "If you want to save people, you have to show your skills. Just by looking at me, do you want me to be merciful?"

"as you wish."

A voice soaked in time resounded in the sky, like an old man full of vicissitudes, telling his past.

A scarlet magic circle appeared a hundred meters above Shen Lang's head, exuding bursts of breathtaking brilliance.

Shi Nianyin wanted to see the appearance of the magic circle clearly, but found that his eyes were full of indescribable textures.

These textures are like strange poisonous snakes, scurrying around in her mind and memory, tearing her spiritual ocean, making her have the urge to faint.

"The runes of the advanced magic circle are not what you can watch now. The more you watch, the more you understand, the faster you die."

Shen Lang stretched out his left hand and pressed Shi Nianyin's eyes.

Shi Nianyin wanted to ask again, but suddenly felt an incomparably fiery aura filling the world.

Shi Nianyin only sensed this breath a little bit, and he had the illusion that his whole body was about to be burned.
If she faced that breath in person, without even having to touch it, she would be reduced to ashes by the heat.

For a moment, Shi Nianyin wanted to break away Shen Lang's hand that was blocking her eyes, and see the source of the fiery breath.

However, although she was very curious, she also knew the reason why curiosity killed the cat, so she resisted the urge.

It wasn't until Shen Lang moved his hand away from her eyes that she finally had the chance to retrace the fiery breath.

At this time, the fiery breath was far less terrifying than before, but it was still an existence that Shi Nianyin could not look directly at.

She could only faintly see a golden-red beam of light.

This golden-red beam of light shot out from the red magic circle in the air and pointed directly at Shen Lang, but he blocked it with his right hand.

The right hand, which looks like a fleshy palm, is like a peerless artifact, under the constant impact of high temperature from this blazing golden-red beam of light, it has not moved at all.

Even the place where Shen Lang and Shi Nianyin were located was scorched black due to the terrifying high temperature of the golden-red beam of light, and they sank several meters, but the two of them were unscathed.

All this is because of that indestructible and unstoppable right hand.

"How am I?"

The red magic circle in the air suddenly went dark and disappeared without a trace.

The vicissitudes of life sounded again.

"sharp."

Shen Lang blew on his right hand, as if he wanted to blow away the heat remaining on it.

"Let's leave today's matter here. Don't meddle in the matter of the labyrinth forest. Otherwise, it won't be as simple as a skyfire heart refining formation."

(End of this chapter)