Into the Immortal Cultivation

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The hair that had been converted into monomolecular strands was raging in the cracks of the rock like a storm. No, it is not a hair at all, but a new organ created by Meige Mu. This silky organ has only one molecule, and each bond on this molecule is strengthened to the extreme by the powerful mana on the thin body, which is extremely tough and extremely powerful.

A single molecule is originally the “finest” that can be achieved on a conventional scale. A further step is the microscopic world, and the laws of physics will be different. Under this contact area, even a small force can cause terrible pressure, not to mention that the mana flows on these wires, contracting or stretching like muscles, giving these “hairs” a Weak power.

Numerous pea vines have been cut in the stone cracks. These tough hairs can even reach the limit after repeatedly cutting the vine hundreds of times before finally breaking.

If it were not for Ai Qinglan’s preparations, the key parts of the vine network were all built on the material of the wall of the sacrifices by Lu Xiaoqian’s elephant Sang Bogong. I am afraid this network has been completely disintegrated by the enemy!

However, those “critical parts” also exposed an important message to this long-haired geek.

“Bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh with it, wasn’t the vine of the heavens …)” The monster laughed and crawled against the wall. As his hair continued to grow and pull away, his body began to shrink and became thinner and thinner. However, his consciousness also extended farther and farther.

A precise three-dimensional view has appeared in his consciousness. The “backbone” of that view is the part that he cannot cut. These parts are like a tree-and more details of this tree are gradually being figured out by him.

Soon, he could discover the location of the caster.

But … it must be fast!

Ai Qinglan is not without the power to fight back. In fact, her idea of ​​”solving this monster alone” is definitely not arrogant. After completely abandoning the idea of ​​keeping the life magic weapon clean, this pea vine has already begun to absorb unscrupulous spiritual power. And Ai Qinglan’s body was also drowned in white flames.

She opened up the flame of life. This kind of unconsciousness invokes the supernatural power of the congenital creation road, and the unowned fairy power formed in 200 million years, forming a kind of magical vitality in this vine. Even if it is cut to pieces-even if the cells are cut, this strange vitality will re-knead all the vital substances into “life”.

The incised vine incision instantly fired countless silk threads, and then connected again. Under the influence of Ai Qinglan’s fundamental practice catalog, the reconstructed vines are even tougher than before.

Then, it was shredded again.

Under the ravages of these monomolecular lines, the entire vine network is rapidly destroyed and reconstructed, gradually losing its inherent structure and beginning to grow in a direction of runaway.

As the fighting progressed, the weirdo’s body shrank smaller and smaller. In the end, he squeezed his head into a rocky crack that only mice could squeeze into!

“Hey, hey … I’m coming!”

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The strange flow of air alarmed the three traitors who were being suppressed. They were not informed of the plan from the beginning. So when the gladiator collapsed, they were already in extreme panic.

Even they didn’t know whether they should expect Mei Gemu’s side to rescue themselves, or Jin Faxi’s side to repel the monsters-no matter which side, none of them seemed necessary to survive.

One of them worked hard to create a soft aura around him, illuminating the cell.

Surprisingly, there hasn’t been much damage to the parts here-at least the whole room, only a wall was slanted, cracks appeared, and the overall structure of the cell was complete.

This is no wonder. Today, Faxiu also hopes to keep the cell functioning and to suppress these prisoners. At the moment of the decisive battle, they could not separate more forces to look after them.

“Did you feel anything just now?”

“no?”

“Don’t scare yourself.”

The three whispered.

On the other side, Liu Kuo widened his **** eyes and stared at the vines spreading on the ceiling. These vines appeared only after they collapsed, and he heard them clearly.

——And, what is “fighting” with this Fujiko?

At the beginning, Liu Kuo thought it was his illusion, and his thoughts when he died. But after hearing the conversation just now, he realized that something was wrong.

Nothing happened on the ceiling-it seemed so. Therefore, when the first “sign” appeared in front of the four people, they were all a bit unexpected.

A vine fell from the ceiling.

This piece of vine is flapping on the ground, struggling like a dehydrated fish, as if the cell walls between the cells have been completely eliminated, the vines are no longer filled with xylem, but more like muscles and nerves.

Subsequently, fragments of vines and fragments of building materials kept falling. Those vines meander like snakes and act like snakes. They have lost the control of Ai Qinglan, and actually began to connect with each other, devour, and then become one.

“Qingwa Ghost …” Liu Kuo breathed out a name-the codename of the long-haired weirdo. He realized that this was an opportunity-a unique opportunity.

Silent scratches appeared on the ground, and the vine monsters that had been reshaped were cut off again and then regenerated. At this moment, Liu Kuo gently struck the ground.

Few people know that it was he who assisted Mei Gemu to build this arena. And part of this prison is from his handwriting.

Since Mei Gemu had studied the Falun Dafa practice of a certain department, he also did his best and adopted the Fafa framework he learned to complete this design. Unfortunately, one of the disciples who taught him once said a word.

——For us, leaving behind is a professional ethics!

It is said that this is the method advocated by the founders of that series of revisions. The so-called “back door” is actually something left for the convenience of managers to control and detect what they have created, but it is a necessary product in smart design. He did not understand the true meaning of this approach, but he learned it.

He did not expect that this approach actually had an effect.

Suddenly, the ban on all four people disappeared. The other three were surprised and immediately stood up. But suddenly, one person fell to the ground. Liu Kuo saw clearly in the lower part. This guy first stiffened, then fell straight, his internal organs fell out of his abdominal cavity, and he crawled a few meters in horror.

Until those out of control plants hanged him and sucked blood. All his flesh was broken down, digested, and became a nutrient for the runaway vines.

“Ai Qinglan did not leave anyone to guard us, is it really because of this?” Liu Kuo muttered: “As long as you leave the prison cage, you will definitely die …”

Liu Kuo’s shortness of breath and unprecedented concentration of spirit. Perhaps it’s just back to the light, he watched all this with great concentration.

The remaining two traitors screamed, cursed, used their mana, propped up their gangs, sacrificed their spells, and attacked desperately in all directions. They can also feel the attack everywhere in the air. However, these attacks, which are also regarded as “strong” in this method, have not received any practical effect. They often take dozens of attacks to break a hair. Without spiritual consciousness, they can’t even “get rid of the truth and be empty”!

Hair and vines didn’t even bother with their meaning. They are just killing themselves!

Soon, the two were also dismembered with hair. And their flesh is all turned into vine nourishment.

Only Liu Kuo could not move.

It wasn’t that he still had surplus power, it was only because of the sword ban added by Lu Xiaoqian-the one that she did not hesitate to damage herself and was spurred by the sword of Tianjian was not closed. The hair hit the aura produced by the sword ban, and burned itself without fire. The power of the sword ban is also quickly consumed.

The Qingwa Ghost seemed to regard him as a hostile Jin Faxiu, transporting more hair. And at the moment when the hair is burning, Liu Kuo can see the distribution of hair in the space from the faint light.

Not only that, he also inferred the condition of the hair further away based on the shape of the vine being cut.

“It’s a gamble,” he said with his head down.

Although it was just a death, but it was merged into the six circles of reincarnation … However, if you can complete the important task and die again, Master Mei Gemu will also look at me high?

Liu Kuo is very aware of Mei Gemu’s unusual obsession with Wang Qi. and so……

——At least, let me kill Wang Qi at least …

The moment the sword ban was exhausted, Liu Kuo slammed the ground. This action consumed almost all of his strength. His eyes were dark, and he didn’t even remember how he crossed the hairline “blank zone” and flew outside the cell door.

Liu Kuo vomited a hard spit of blood, and a thin rhizome immediately stretched out to completely absorb it. Liu Kuo rolled up carefully, avoiding the plants.

Ai Qinglan can only achieve the general sense of “tactile sense” through these plants at most, and at the most extend a less sensitive hearing, and there is no visual and spiritual consciousness. In other words, as long as he walks silently and does not touch Fujiko, Ai Qinglan will not perceive him!

Liu Kuo supported the ground with one hand and moved with great difficulty.

——Fortunately, the cell is not far from the arena …

——The acquired will said that there will be an undefended period of about half an hour, which must be a breakthrough of the God’s Law.

——At that moment, even me, I can pierce the genius’s main point with a dagger!

The last traitor crawled hard. And on the other side of this huge battlefield, today the practitioners finally lost their first line of defense. The viscous magical Tao Yuanli poured into the battlefield like asphalt. Almost everyone is retreating.

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