Chapter 2780

Among the fragments, a Black Mist flashed leisurely.

After turning around in place, the black fog flew straight to Liu Lang.

"Do you think I'm a bully?"

Liu Lang sneers and grabs the black fog directly. He intercepts the black fog in three steps.

However, at the next moment, the black fog suddenly turned into a thin black thread with a needle tip, which pierced Liu Lang's defense and stabbed Liu Lang's palm.

"Well?" Liu Lang's eyebrows stirred.

Liu Lang is very clear about the strength of the defense, although it is a defense from the air. It is no exaggeration to say that the moment when the black atomization is the black line, the power of heaven has already broken out.

"What about heaven?"

Liu Lang curled his lips and moved his mind. Wu Tian Sheng stele was in front of his palm.

With the improvement of his cultivation, Liu Lang is more and more proficient in the use of Wutian Shengbei. At this moment, it is like a transparent film, which is hard to see.

At least, Pei duhuan and Peng Zijian couldn't see the existence of Wutian Shengbei.

In their view, Liu Lang is completely using meat palm to resist the attack of black fog.

They both step back and pull the distance from Liu lang. the black fog comes from Zhenyuan. The body of Qi and blood and spirit is drained. Maybe, the black fog is the culprit.

If the black fog hits them, their first choice is definitely not to carry, but to flash.

However, it happened so fast that even if they wanted to remind Liu Lang, it was too late.

The next moment, the black fog evolved into a needle tip black line, accurately stabbing Liu Lang's "palm".

"Bang!"

After a blast, Liu Lang's paw is safe and sound, and the black line that collides with it quickly collapses.

I'm kidding. Wutian Shengbei is a sacred weapon. What can block a blow from Wutian Shengbei is at least at the level of Saint level. Obviously, the black line is far from the steps.

With the collapse of the black fog, three round beads appeared in front of Liu Lang.

"Is this bead?" Liu Lang didn't dare to touch it with his hands. After transforming Wutian Shengbei into a long sword on the ground, Liu Lang carefully touched one of the beads with the body of the sword.

"Click!"

In one stroke, the beads broke.

A large amount of Qi and blood force overflowed from the pillar and was impacted by the force of Qi and blood. The two beads next to it were broken, and Zhenyuan and spiritual strength were scattered all over the hall for a moment.

For practitioners, the external power of Qi and blood, true yuan, and spiritual power are great tonic. In ordinary times, when people practice, do not they transform the aura into the power of Qi and blood, true yuan, and spiritual power?

Pei duhuan and Peng recommended Leng for a moment, and quickly absorbed the real yuan scattered in the air.

Both of them are practitioners of Qi refining. The power of Qi and blood and the power of spirit are of little significance to them.

However, Liu Lang was practicing the three methods at the same time. Pei duhuan and Peng Zijian did not need the power of Qi and blood and spirit, and finally all of them were cheaper than Liu Lang. However, Liu Lang needs more energy to improve his realm than ordinary practitioners.

Pei duhuan and Peng Zijian think it's a big meal, but in Liu Lang, it's not even an appetizer.

Of course, no matter how small a mosquito is, Liu Lang can't refuse Zhenyuan, the power of Qi and blood, and the power of spirit. It is more efficient to absorb molding energy directly than to transform Reiki.

When the power of Qi and blood, Zhenyuan and spiritual power in the air are swallowed up, they begin to think about where the energy in the three pillars comes from and what the black fog before is.

"Is it that the black fog drained the Qi and blood power, Zhenyuan, and spiritual power of the monk, and then put it in the beads to preserve it?" Pei duhuan, after all, was a Jinxian, and soon cleared up the whole story.

"It should be."

Liu Lang nodded. "From Zhenyuan, the strength of Qi and blood, and the strength of spiritual strength, the cultivation of the man who became a mummy reached at least the middle stage of golden immortality."

"Mid golden fairy?"

Pei duhuan, Peng recommended to look at each other, all swallow a mouthful of foam.

The fact that black fog can drain the practitioners in the middle stage of Jinxian proves their strength. If Liu Lang had not defeated the black fog, they would have become the dish of black fog at the moment.

"I hope this black fog is only an example. Otherwise, all the practitioners who went down to the Tiankeng will suffer." Liu Lang sighed and said with emotion.

Although he said so, his intuition told him that the black fog could never be just a mass.

But these black fog, which extracts the power of Qi and blood, Zhenyuan and spiritual power, is probably not for itself. Judging from the previous confrontation, the black fog has no intelligence, only tends to the instinct of Zhenyuan, Qi and blood and spiritual power.

The reason why Hei Wu chose Liu Lang among the three just now is that Liu Lang is the strongest in strength, the strength of Qi and blood, Zhenyuan, and the most vigorous in spirit.

"However, many practitioners came to Beihuang and Tiankeng only after being informed by their relatives and friends. If those people are dead, how can they send a message?"Pei duhuan hesitated to say.

"It's not difficult to impersonate someone for a subpoena. After all, it's not face-to-face. Even face-to-face, you can fake."

Liu Lang took a deep breath and said, "if that is the case, the black fog that we have just broken is just a tool. There must be a black hand behind this tool."

"Is it difficult for someone to take advantage of the black fog to extract the true elements, Qi and blood power, and spiritual power of the practitioners, and turn them into their own use, so as to quickly improve their accomplishments?" Along with Liu Lang's thought, Peng recommended himself and muttered to himself.

Having said this possibility, Peng himself was startled.

Even when there is a great deal of blood in the war between the two clans, no one dares to practice this evil method. It is a great shame to exchange the lives of practitioners on a large scale for the promotion of cultivation. Once it is spread out, it will become the target of public criticism.

"If this is the case, we have to find out the ambition of the wolf and break it up."

Liu Lang clenched his fist secretly.

After a short pause, the three continued.

Soon, they found a second mummy.

With the previous experience, Liu Lang did not wait for the mummy to break up. He clapped at the corpse directly. Sure enough, there was another black fog, which broke out of his body.

They still use wutiansheng stele to crush the black fog. Three beads, which preserve the power of Qi and blood, Zhenyuan and spiritual power, appear in front of the three people.

Pei duhuan immediately wanted to learn from Liu Lang's previous practice, smashing the beads with the body of his long sword in his hand, and then absorbing Zhenyuan from it. However, before he could do anything, he was stopped by Liu Lang.

"Once the beads are broken, most of the strength of Qi and blood, Zhenyuan, and spiritual strength will be lost. Mr. Pei, you'd better swallow it directly! " Liu Lang pointed to one of the three beads and said to Pei duhuan.

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