Wei Shiqi was in a difficult situation, and the divine light came one after another with no end. He had to focus on protecting the vital points of his eyes and nose, and relied on his magical body to resist. The demonic essence in his body was like a flood that opened the gate. Even if he was three One hundred and sixty-five acupoints are fully opened, and the demon energy is deep, but it cannot withstand such consumption. (本章由77nt.Com&# 26356; 新 A cut mark, then two empty positions were destroyed, the soul was annihilated in the divine light, and the Horcrux was reduced to a piece of scrap iron again, and finally broke into three parts.
Lu Ping breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the fourth divine light. At that moment, Wei Shiqi, like a divine help, squeezed out from the gap of the three divine lights. He opened his mouth and sprayed out a rapidly rotating sword pellet, and a blue rainbow light appeared across the sky.
Using the demon element to activate the natal magical power, this attack has been planned for a long time, and I have tried my best to succeed. If it fails, I will be benevolent.
Without waiting for Lu Ping to react, a white divine light rushed up to meet him. He blocked the "Hong Kong" blow of the Hidden Snow Sword. After a stalemate for several breaths, he let out a cry and turned into a three-foot-long sword. The feathers fluttered and fell slowly. Jianwan was also seriously injured and flew into the air without a trace. The feeling of connection between heart and blood was forcibly cut off. Wei Shiqi felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost something important.
Lu Ping was in pain so deep in his heart that he could not breathe. In the past seven years, he had endured countless strange looks, pity, contempt, ridicule, gloating, and sarcastic remarks. He survived them all. As long as the five-color divine light With the sickle in hand, he will be proud of his life
. However, Wei Shiqi and below committed the crime and took the initiative to provoke. The five-color divine light sickle that he regarded as life was damaged, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back. He finally lost his mind, put aside the idea of cherishing his body and cherishing his life, and shouted angrily , pulled the fourth divine light, and brushed it towards Wei Shiqi's head.
When the divine light left his hand, he instantly aged for decades. His originally gray beard and hair were dyed into frost and snow, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes penetrated deep into his skin and criss-crossed, creating an aging face. Qingming's assessment was extremely accurate. Lu Ping's cultivation was not enough to create four divine lights. However, in anger, he became murderous and did not hesitate to use secret techniques to overdraw his lifespan and kill Wei Shiqi in one fell swoop. Behead.
Pu Tianwei glanced at Qingming subconsciously. Seeing that his old god was there, he didn't take it seriously. He suddenly remembered something and couldn't help laughing. As expected, concern leads to chaos, and he actually ignored Wei Shiqi's back-up plan hidden between his eyebrows.
In the battle with Lu Ping, Wei Shiqi tried his best. In the end, the iron rod was destroyed, the sword pill disappeared, the demon essence was exhausted, and the four divine lights of green, yellow, red and black destroyed him.Trapped, his body gradually collapsed, from the skin and flesh to the muscles and bones, and from the muscles and bones to the internal organs. His heart was as calm as water, and he sighed secretly, it turns out that he is still not strong enough!
The innate aura of chaos, when dividing the five elements, gave birth to the dharma body of the Maurya King, which grew into five feathers at the tail, shaped like a sword, with the five colors of green, yellow, red, black and white flowing around, over and over again. In the ancient mountains, everything was wiped away in one twist. Extract the spine of the Maurya King, together with the five feathers, and refine it into an ancient divine weapon, the Five-Colored Divine Light Scythe.
It's not that his skills are inferior to others, he lost to the five-color divine light.
It was pitch black in front of him. Before he lost his last consciousness, Wei Shiqi Niwan Palace jumped suddenly, his brows were sour, and a wisp of blue gossamer flew out. He regarded the divine light as nothing, only one cut, four The feathers all fell together, and Lu Ping stood frozen as if he had been struck by lightning. Countless thin blood streaks appeared on his body, and his flesh and blood scattered all over the ground with a "crash".
That was a strand of Qingming Sword silk that was planted into his Niwan Palace during the Qingming Festival.
The Qing Ming is mighty and indestructible.
Wei Shiqi fell to the ground with his knees bent. He supported his body with both hands and his arms were shaking. He was breathing heavily. His body was covered in blood and flesh. There was no intact skin. He felt hungry. , hunger is like a tide, swallowing up the reason, seizing the body and mind, and the eyes are covered with a layer of bright red blood.
Hungry, so hungry! He turned his head sharply and stared hard at the two figures on Shiliangyan, his eyes almost bleeding.
"What's wrong with him?" Park Tianwei's fingers jumped, eager to try.
"The demon essence is exhausted and the injuries are too serious. The Ba Snake Demon Pill backfires. If you survive, you will be able to complete the Dharma Body."
Pu Tianwei smiled and said: "Lu Ping acted as a Returning to the whetstone and dying unjustly—could it be that all of this was part of your plan?"
"A single move can affect the whole body. There are so many surprises in the world. Who can calculate so accurately and take advantage of the situation? ”
Wei Shiqi raised his head, and as soon as his limbs exerted their strength, he retracted them. He opened his mouth and roared, his saliva dripping into a line. He forced himself to leave Shiliangyan, and then Unable to resist the temptation, I turned back three times.
"What is he doing?"
"He is very hungry and wants to eat blood. There are only you and me here, haha..." Qingming smiled strangely.
After lingering for a long time, Wei Shiqi rushed forward, grabbed Lu Ping's flesh and blood, stuffed them into his mouth piece by piece, and devoured it. The flesh and blood turned into vitality, and the vitality replenished the demonic essence. The wounds on his body began to heal, and the snake tattoo on his back became clearer and clearer. His eyes were stern, and his scales were complete, just like a living creature.
He finally broke through his lower limit.