Legend of the Dragon King: The Holy Sword Maker

Chapter 143 Repulsion, Suppression

The same acupoint is about a dozen square meters. Zhao Mingyu is sitting cross-legged on the ground to practice. The process is not very smooth. Now he is practicing without any starlight surrounding him.

With a breath of foul breath, Zhao Mingyu opened his eyes, with a blank expression on his face, his body function declined.

"What the hell is going on here? Don't make me any more fools. What is this island? Is it another space?"

Zhao Mingyu felt a little stuffy, he wanted to go home, he was tired.

Put on the homemade marching clothes, put on a black robe and a hood, and even the mask is ready.

Constantly complaining made Zhao Mingyu's mentality return to normal, and it was almost time to set off, squeezed out the gap to retrieve the props, and walked towards the forest again.

This island is really unique, much bigger than it looks, I don't know what is affecting it.

Splitting the thorns with the holy sword has already stepped out of the wide area, and the road is getting more and more difficult.

Gently touch the soil with your hand, the soil here contains a lot of dark energy, although darkness is not necessarily bad, but in this kind of place...

The breath is blocked.

Zhao Mingyu still walked straight forward, his shoes were covered with mud, and the smell of rotting leaves lingered in his nostrils.

There are muddy rainwater everywhere in the potholes, the weather is not beautiful, and the clouds are dense, as if the sky is about to be suppressed.

"tick..."

Zhao Mingyu narrowed his eyes, stretched out the invisible sword in his right hand and instantly grew, piercing through the trees and piercing into the vines 20 meters away.

Zhao Mingyu took out his soul guide gun, with red flames blazing from the muzzle, a huge recoil came, and the flaming bullet broke through the air and hit the bull's eye!The vines in 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.

Withdrawing the holy sword, it will be easier if there is a release of soul power (flame),

Tick-tick, silver mist splashes.

"Ah~"

With the heavy rain pouring down, Zhao Mingyu closed his eyes helplessly and smiled, his left hand didn't stop moving until he finished firing six bullets before taking back the ring.

Holding the holy sword with both hands, the power of the whole body is transmitted to the soles of the feet, bursting out with a strong propulsion force, the whole person has already rushed out, and cut off the tree monster while it was engulfed by the flames.

Zhao Mingyu was still a step too late, the humanoid tree monster made of various vines had already stood up, even though its body was burnt black and parts of it were carbonized, the sky was on its side.

The holy sword had already struck the shield made of vines, and Zhao Mingyu kept waving the golden blade, cutting off the countless tentacles and vines.

"Does it want to fight me hand-to-hand? Be careful with its skills. This is another creature I don't know, but it should have some similarities with the tree's soul beast." Zhao Mingyu kept judging its intelligence by tugging.

A thin vine came out of the soil and tied Zhao Mingyu's left leg. When he pulled it hard, he almost lost his balance.

"When?"

The power of soul and qi and blood actually began to be used in the vines. Zhao Mingyu's pupils stood upright, as if he was spitting out flames, and he slashed at the vines with his right hand.

At this moment, Zhao Mingyu slashed hundreds of times in all directions, countless vines fell to the ground, and even the surface of the ground was cut off.

"Using the soul power and blood to launch a fatal blow at the critical moment..." Zhao Mingyu continued to chop while thinking, and the trees and weeds within a radius of 12 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 was reunited, and the vines continued to rotate to form a three-meter-high tree man, with a roar coming from the twisted face.

Zhao Mingyu was a little out of breath, his arms were sore, and his body was also hot. Normally, this level of damage could be achieved with a single blow.

"They should also be suppressed, right? Or is it just me?" Zhao Mingyu was a little depressed.

The vines attacked Zhao Mingyu again, a grenade appeared in his left hand, he pressed the activation device, pulled out the pull ring with his mouth, and flew towards the twisted tree monster.

"boom!"

"This is art!" Zhao Mingyu shouted loudly! !Vent your anguish.

He took out the Ice Soul guide gun to change the magazine, and he didn't believe it, it was raining in the sky.Now he will replace it with ice-type bullets, and the cold air from the soul guide gun will penetrate into the bone marrow, causing staggering pain.

"Bang, bang... bang!"

As a quick shooter, Zhao Mingyu fired six bullets in an instant, quickly put away the Frost Spear, glanced at it, his left arm was already blue from the cold, and ice crystals had already condensed on it...

"Oh, it's uncomfortable!" Zhao Mingyu rushed over with big strides, and kicked heavily with his right leg on the three-meter-high monster. The blue and white ice crystals fell, and it kept rolling in the air, flying upside down for three to 40 meters. , hit the thick trunk before stopping.

The permafrost under Zhao Mingyu's feet couldn't bear the force and it was completely shattered. His brain felt as if there was insufficient oxygen supply, and he felt a little dizzy. He knew this was a warning that his body was approaching its limit.

Although the Twisted Tree Monster hadn't died yet, Zhao Mingyu had to hurry up and get out of here, otherwise it would be dangerous. As his body retreated into the darkness, he won, but he didn't win completely.

All the ice crystals on the Twisted Tree Monster's body melted, and evil spirits exuded from its body, with green light emitting from eyes that resembled human faces.

Zhao Mingyu barely walked a kilometer, then leaned against a tree and lay down, drank the potion, and recovered his strength.

Here the qi and blood are constantly declining, and will soon become the level of an ordinary soul master. The medicine power absorbed will slowly ease down as the dragon heart bursts out of the whole body.

The dragon factor is active all over the body, and the eyes are still red dragon eyes.

All the power of qi and blood began to gather towards the heart automatically, perhaps this is the way to break the situation.

sand ~ sand

The wind was blowing the trees, and Zhao Mingyu was covered in mud all over, as if he had just rolled out of the coals, he was very embarrassed.

"Gathering in the Heart of the Dragon's Furnace? Not bad, at least you don't have to wait desperately for the energy and blood to dissipate." Zhao Mingyu regained his strength. This is his own story, and no one can help him.

The soul power has not changed, the total amount of soul power is less than [-]% of its peak, and the quality has also declined slightly.

"These soul powers need to be transferred using space, and you can only use swordsmanship when fighting."

It is no longer possible to use the soul power at will and release it, even if it is used, it can only perform a small amount of enchantment.

Normally in the Douluo Continent, he can rely on the vitality of heaven and earth, or in other words, most of the light gathered by his holy sword comes from heaven and earth, not to mention that there is no help from heaven and earth here, but it will oppress him to death.

Raindrops continued to sprinkle on Zhao Mingyu's body. At some point, the hood had been blown off by the wind, and his long hair was all stuck together, looking like a drowned chicken.

"... "

The soul power continuously circulates around the sky independently, maybe the Xuantian Kungfu's characteristic of endless life has played a role, and his state can still be maintained.

When the tired eyes were closed, they turned emerald green.

The left hand is constantly shaking, which means that the self-healing power has declined...

"In less than two days since I came here, I have been suppressed so miserably. I hope no one will stray into this desperate place again." Zhao Mingyu sincerely hoped that he would be the last one.

(End of this chapter)