Like an insect wrapped in a spider web, Li Ang hung in the air,
Densely packed slender threads pass through the body, pulling at the flesh, cruel as an execution, and full of a strange and spectacular feeling.
The pain, like thousands of ants gnawing at his body, hit his mind. Li Ang felt as if his brain had been hit hard by a hammer, and his vision went black.
This may be an illusion caused by severe pain, or it may not be - strands of ink-colored silk threads pierced the left eyeball, blooming in front of the eye socket like a flower.
If there were outsiders around, they would definitely scream in fear, saying that Mr. Li Xiaolang was eaten by a monster, right?
While enduring the pain, Li Ang laughed at himself in his heart.
Originally, I wanted to find out the source of Mo Si, find a way to suppress Mo Si, and then break through to the Xunyun Realm to continue to maintain the balance between the two sides.
As a result, it took so long, hesitated and hesitated for so long,
In the end, I decided to act recklessly.
呲呲呲——
More and more ink-colored threads drilled out of Li Ang's skin,
He was like a caterpillar, gradually submerged in the sea of threads, disappearing bit by bit.
The clone of Mo Si far outside Chang'an City swallowed a large amount of special metal and was immediately strengthened.
And this kind of strengthening is directly transmitted to each clone and the main body of Mo Si in Li Ang's body through mysterious and mysterious connections.
The balance has been broken, and Mo Si's body is eroding Li Ang's bones, internal organs, muscles, blood vessels, and nerves wantonly.
He gradually couldn't feel his legs and arms, and even the sight of his eyeballs was fading away bit by bit.
If he is allowed to continue to be eroded by Moss, he might turn into an immobile humanoid statue, right?
Or even worse, becoming a silk polymer covered in human skin.
Or the silk thread usurped the control of the body and became a puppet under the reverse control of the thread.
There is only one way to save yourself.
Suppress Mo Si again.
'Give it, stop it! '
Li Ang roared silently, the sea of qi circulated crazily, setting off turbulent waves in his spiritual veins, pumping out spiritual energy at any cost.
Generally speaking, there is an upper limit to the amount of spiritual energy a monk can output per second, and it is rare for a monk to pour out all his spiritual energy in an instant.
This is because few spells are that crazy.
It is also because depleting spiritual energy in a short period of time will damage the mind and shake the spiritual essence.
What's more, pouring spiritual energy with high power will directly damage the sea of qi and spiritual veins.
Just like a pool of water, if you want to empty it all within a minute, you can only increase the water pressure at the risk of bursting the water pipe.
The pool is the sea of qi, and the spiritual veins are the water pipes.
Once the amount of spiritual energy pumped out exceeds a certain amount within the time limit, the sea of qi and spiritual veins will be damaged, and this damage is permanent and extremely difficult to repair.
The path of spiritual practice in the future will also be affected, and may even become an insurmountable chasm.
However, Li Ang can't take care of that much at the moment.
He drained the sea of qi, activated his spiritual veins, and turned it all into thought power.
The invisible power of thought was like blades, slashing at the silk threads on his body.
At the same time, he threw a insulation note from his palm and threw it above his head.
Zheng!
The power of thought collided with Mo Si in the air, and a sharp sound of gold and iron erupted.
The slightly slender new silk threads that had just been generated were chopped off by the power of thought.
But those tougher threads still stood stubbornly in place.
How much benefit did Mo Si’s toughness bring to Li Ang?
How much trouble it has brought to Li Ang now.
Without changing his expression, he took out the dagger tied to his waist and attached his mind power to the dagger.
He held the dagger blade against his chest and cut hard.
Snapped! Snapped!
Like a steel cable breaking, each ink thread was separated, and Li Ang barely cleared a space in front of him where he could see.
He dropped the dagger full of broken holes, released his telekinesis, and hooked it from afar.
From the personal box in the corner of the laboratory, the glow crossbow given to him by Mountain Chief Lian Xuanxiao flew out immediately.
boom.
The glow crossbow was quite heavy to hold. Li Ang took the heavy crossbow and turned the crossbow body.
Point the arrow trough toward the top of your head.
Then, trigger the crossbow.
Buzz——
The tip of the glow crossbow gathers dazzling light at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The silk thread on Li Ang's head seemed to be aware of it, and it automatically changed its shape, from a fluffy and stretched silk thread, to an ordinary kelp shape, and attached to Li Ang's scalp.
However, Li Ang did not give Mo Si a chance to escape.
He turned the glow crossbow so that it was close to his scalp.
After a short delay, the spherical light blasted straight out and passed over Li Ang's head.
laugh--
A large piece of ink above Li Ang's head was directly blasted into pieces.
These silk threads gathered together with difficulty, trying to contact the true silk threads in Li Ang's body, and take this opportunity to be reborn.
As long as Mo Si's body is still there, these injuries are nothing at all and can be restored to the original state within a few seconds.
How could Li Ang give them this opportunity?
He directly releases spiritual power to contain the ink in the body and hinder the opponent's regeneration.
At the same time, he turned the glow crossbow again, pointed it at his shoulder, and fired the crossbow.
The exploding ball of light shone in the room for the second time,
The silk threads on Li Ang's shoulders were also crushed by the light ball stimulated by the glow crossbow.
Then, the arms, ankles, back...
Li Ang pulled the crossbow again and again indifferently. Under his efforts to contain it, the silk clone in his body was unable to support the tentacles outside in a short period of time.
The moss outside was severely damaged and became dilapidated.
Tick tock.
Blood dripped from Li Ang's fingertips,
At such a close distance, the blazing heat emitted by the glow crossbow light ball is definitely not something that the human body can face directly.
His neck, back, hands and feet were covered with burn marks from the glow crossbow.
Some of the skin was even directly charred, as black as carbon, exuding a disgusting aroma of barbecue.
This is already considered a severe burn, right?
Li Ang lowered his head and glanced at himself, looking at the unrecognizable body covered with charcoal, smiled silently, picked up the glow crossbow, and pressed it against his chest.
If it wasn't enough, these few rounds of shooting had wiped away the silky tentacles extending from the body.
If you want to suppress Mo Si again, you can only use the most heroic and direct method.
Click.
He pressed the crossbow with his finger, and in the next moment, the ball of light bloomed close to his skin.
Without any delay, the skin on his chest exploded, Li Ang's chest sank entirely, and all his ribs were broken.
The skin was torn apart, exposing the beating heart, fresh organs, and the threads of ink entwined around the spine.
The ball of light was still shining, slowly but firmly pushing towards Li Ang's spine.
Mosi's body finally couldn't hold back anymore and shot out instantly, facing the ball of light head-on.
boom!
The explosion sounded belatedly, and Li Ang subconsciously let go of the glow crossbow. His whole body was hit by the aftermath of the explosion and hit the wall, making a human-shaped dent.
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