Cheng Ling's retreating figure stopped again, and the diamond shape shrank crazily. In the blink of an eye, it shrank from a hundred miles to fifty miles, thirty miles, twenty miles, ten miles...!
A heaven-destroying aura burst out, and the rhombus shrank again, eight thousand, five thousand, three thousand, one thousand, five hundred... until one hundred meters!
From a hundred miles to a hundred meters in an instant, this rapid contraction formed an earth-shattering roar, a power that could destroy all nothingness in the world. At this moment, Cheng Ling descended crazily!
Cheng Ling's body collapsed under the force of destruction! The muscles and bones of the whole body were cut into several sections, and the head was almost cut in half.
He let out a groan of pain, stretched his right hand forward, and clenched his fist tightly. In the end, only one little finger was left stretched out, and a milky white light shrouded the finger, like smoke...
"Mid-grade Immortal Technique Beimingzhi!"
In an instant, a large amount of vitality was sucked out of the plants in the entire space, and the ground became darker. Even the snakes, insects, rats and ants underground felt that a large amount of vitality was being lost. Pour it into your little finger.
Cheng Ling's body suddenly became full, and the original scars were rapidly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. But as he pointed out, the huge vitality force crashed into the continuously locked diamond-shaped space like a torrent. The physical body began to dry up.
"Boom!" The two energies collided heavily.
"What!" Lu Jianming screamed, as if he didn't believe his eyes.
Such a rich vitality, such a powerful middle-grade magic, I can't even take any advantage with my full blow!
Cheng Ling, however, felt uncomfortable. His body could not withstand the powerful force of the shock and was ejected dozens of miles away by the impact, almost back to the battlefield where the four women and ten men in black were.
Lu Jianming ducked and chased after him, feeling a sense of fear in his heart for no reason. Now Cheng Ling must die regardless of whether the master wants it or not. It will definitely be a disaster for such a heaven-defying monk to stay.
A flash of madness flashed in Cheng Ling's eyes, and it even emanated from his body. At this moment, just like when he faced the siege of many monks before, his eyes became blood red again!
He can't die, he must not die, he wants to kill everything, every living thing in sight, no matter the cost!
Roar!
He roared, like a ferocious beast howling, and stretched out the little finger of his right hand again, pointing towards the ten men in black. The next moment, all the vitality of the creatures within a hundred miles around him was absorbed. The plants that had been absorbed once were almost completely withered, and the earth turned dull black.
Hidden deep in the ground, the bodies of some weak beasts collapsed, and even the ten men in black felt their vitality flowing away...! All these vitality powers were absorbed by Cheng Ling. After his own body expanded, it shrank instantly, and in the end, almost only a skeleton remained.
The second position is Beiming Finger, hit with all your strength!
This finger pointing was earth-shattering, causing all the nothingness in front of him to suddenly collapse. Under this finger, the vitality in Cheng Ling's body dissipated crazily, turning into a powerful force that shocked the world, contained in the fingering technique. He rushed straight towards Lu Jianming with a bang.
There was a loud bang, and the entire space almost collapsed. Cheng Ling's finger fell down and collided with Lu Jianming's fist! In the roar, Cheng Ling spurted out blood, and his body was immediately thrown out. However, he stopped a thousand feet away, and rushed out again with madness and ferocity.
Lu Jianming's face was ferocious, his right arm felt numb and he could hardly lift it. The previous killing move consumed too much immortal energy. In his haste, he didn't expect Cheng Ling to be able to use his second finger so quickly. He was completely unprepared.
"Exchange vitality for strength, even if it's a middle-grade magic, let's see how many fingers you can use!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Ling came again and pointed out the third finger again, but this third finger no longer had the vitality of other living beings to draw from, only the ten black-clothed people and himself! His hair was originally black, but now it was all gray, and there were several stars exploding in the space inside his body!
With two consecutive fingers, Lu Jianming retreated, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood. His eyes flashed, and he suddenly pointed forward while making a hand gesture. However, a huge vortex of water waves immediately appeared on his chest. This vortex As soon as it was revealed, it immediately flashed out and turned into a big mouth, swallowing it forward!
The violent vital energy crashed into the air, tearing the swallowing mouth into pieces. The remaining power hit Lu Jianming's chest heavily, knocking him directly from the air to the ground, creating a deep pit like Cheng Ling's.
Cheng Ling also felt uncomfortable. His skinny body slowly fell from the space and hit the ground.
On the other side, the four girls seized the opportunity. In the previous two Beiming moves, Cheng Ling absorbed almost 50% of the vitality of the ten men in black. Their cultivation levels dropped significantly and they could no longer maintain their advantage. In less than a moment, four men in black were killed. , the remaining six were surrounded by four women with sword formations, and they saw that they could not hold on for much longer.
This is the terrible thing Beiming pointed out. The extraction of vitality is completely controlled by Cheng Ling. Of course, interception targets are also divided into levels. The higher the level of cultivation, the more difficult it is to intercept.
When it was time to have a cup of tea, Lu Jianming's cultivation was superior to the others. He was the first to recover and stood up again and came to Cheng Ling.
He wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth and said solemnly: "Okay, okay! I didn't expect you to be able to force me to such a situation. Although I had some scruples before, using the Immortal Lord stage to challenge the Immortal King stage will definitely shock the immortal world. , full of smiles!"
With murderous intent in his eyes, he took a step forward, raised his right hand, and suddenly it turned into something huge that covered the sky, and was about to overturn and fall!
Cheng Ling felt very sad at this time. He had almost exhausted all his abilities, such as the Sky Thunder Sword Technique, the Great Thunder Falling Technique, the Sword Control Technique, and the Beiming Finger. Am I going to die here today?
No! Never compromise until the last minute!
All that's left now is the final killing move! The soul-chasing sword has just been practiced, and it is not known whether the soul attack can achieve the maximum effect. There is only one last chance left, and the immortal energy is almost exhausted, so it can only be a desperate move!
Cheng Ling closed his eyes, and a dark purple thunder mark reappeared in the sea of consciousness. The blue lake of spiritual power dropped rapidly, and in the end only a thin layer remained.
"Nian Lei!"
In an instant, a ray of purple light flashed past, and then instantly disappeared into Lu Jianming's mind.
Lu Jianming let out a shrill scream. At this moment, his whole body seemed to have an invisible flame burning crazily from his body, directly burning his soul and igniting his soul. This severe pain turned into a crazy idea. His body exploded!
Nian Lei specializes in annihilating the opponent's soul. Although he was a big step behind in terms of cultivation, Cheng Ling's soul strength was almost the same as Lu Jianming's. This blow condensed 90% of his own spiritual power, causing immeasurable damage to his soul.
Lu Jianming could no longer stand up straight, and the dignified Immortal King Stage monk was rolling around on the ground. With a huge difference in cultivation level, this is the first time Nian Lei failed to achieve his goal of killing the enemy.
His face was distorted in pain. When he was at the end of his rope, he desperately made the final move. He waved his hands and shouted loudly: "Spell to petrify!"
Cheng Ling's mental energy was almost exhausted and he could no longer resist. He only heard a thin "click" sound. Starting from his feet, his body was slowly turning to stone, and it was still spreading upwards. He tried to resist, but he couldn't mobilize any immortal energy at all.
The scope of petrification is getting larger and larger, from the feet to the knees, to the thighs, lower abdomen, chest...
"Brother Cheng!" Just as the petrification spread to his neck, a scream rang in his ears. The next moment, dozens of sharp sword energy passed by him, gathered into pieces of sword energy petals, and fell to Lu Jianming. On the body.
Nearly 90% of Lu Jianming's soul was annihilated, and his immortal energy was almost exhausted. How could he withstand the combined attack of the four women? The dignified Immortal King Stage monk was instantly crushed into pieces by the falling sword energy petals, leaving not even a trace of his soul behind.
Cheng Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief. Under the heavy trauma to his soul and body, he could no longer hold on and slowly closed his eyes. The petrification state that was spreading upwards suddenly stopped, except that the area below his neck was still in a state of petrification.
At this moment, Cheng Ling seemed to have become a stone man! It became an old stone statue!
The four girls felt great pain in their hearts. If it weren't for Cheng Ling's help, he killed so many men in black and intercepted a lot of vitality for them, greatly reducing the opponent's combat power. They don't know how long it will take to get out of trouble, not to mention that there is still another person. Lu Jianming, a monk in the Immortal King Stage!
"Sister, what should we do now? It's really scary. What kind of spell is this? It can actually turn people into stone!" Qingyi looked at Cheng Ling and said anxiously.
Qingya didn't know what to do. She thought for a while and then said: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. We'd better return to Fanhua Temple as soon as possible."
"What about Brother Cheng? Except for his head, which is almost completely petrified, he can't even feel a trace of life. Is he dead?" Qingyi couldn't help but sob.
Qing Ya also had red eyes and said: "Don't talk nonsense, he is so capable, how can he die so easily. Why don't we take his stone statue back to the sect together, maybe the sect leader will have a solution!"
Qinghe said: "But senior sister, although Brother Cheng is kind to us, he is a man, so how can he enter Fanhua Temple?"
Qing Ya gritted her teeth and said, "It doesn't matter, as long as you tell the sect master that half of the sword canon is in Brother Cheng, you might be able to enter."
Qingyi was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "That's good, let's take him away quickly!"
Carrying the stone statue and shedding tears, the four women changed direction and gradually moved away towards the west.
...
After a long time, a figure came to the place where Cheng Ling and Lu Jianming fought. It was Jiang Haoyang. He looked at the body of the man in black lying on the ground, frowning and looking around with bright eyes.
"What's going on? Where is Lu Jianming?"
"This sword energy is the Thousand Flowers Sword Technique of Fanhua Temple."
"Hey! The corpses of these people are very strange. It seems that a lot of vitality has been intercepted. The surrounding plants have basically withered, and the ground has become dull and gray. This seems to be an effect that can only be produced by middle-grade magic. Could it be Lao San? ?”
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