Chapter 283 Thunder Sound Fist

Style: Fantasy Author: LongbaoyuWords: 2652Update Time: 24/01/13 00:02:14
The reason why Zhao Lin shouted a warning was because he noticed that the spirit of the locust had not floated out.

This means that either this katydid locust is still alive, or... it is already dead!

But the monster insect’s head is gone, how can it still be alive?

In a flash of thought, Zhao Lin thought of a possibility: Whip-threaded snake!

The whipworm is a parasitic insect that lives in the bodies of other insects.

This insect is slender and slender, and its surface is covered with a layer of dark and shiny fine scales, shaped like a long whip, hence its name.

Once the whip-thread snake enters the body of a certain monster insect, it will suck out its brain, kill it, and then wrap around the host's spine in circles.

The amazing thing is that even though the host is dead, the whippet can control its movements through its spine, just like when it is alive.

And unlike other parasitic monsters, after taking over the host's body, the whipworm will not crazily suck the essence and blood, but will carefully maintain the body.

The Whipthread Snake is a first-level high-grade monster. Although it has not opened its spiritual intelligence, it is sensitive in nature and knows how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. It has extremely strong survivability. The host is stronger after death than in life.

The whippet will not change hosts until the parasitic body can no longer accommodate it, or a better target is found.

Not only that, the whipworm is also a demon insect that can evolve and grow by constantly changing hosts.

If it can successfully change hosts more than five times, it may evolve into a more powerful golden-threaded snake and become a second-level demon insect.

Zhao Lin learned about this kind of demonic insect while browsing books. At that time, he also thought about whether he could absorb this spirit, but in the end he thought it was not suitable for him.

At this time, I saw that the katydid locust had no spirit floating out of it, and when I thought about its strange behavior in the wine shop before, I immediately thought of the whip-threaded anemone.

Whip-threaded jackals cannot be exposed to the air for a long time. If the host body is destroyed, the next host must be found as soon as possible.

And the "living creature" closest to it now is Dong Lingcheng.

Dong Lingcheng Shang unconsciously asked without looking back: "What are you careful about?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Lin saw a black "leather rope" more than two feet long piercing the chest of the headless locust.

Tong Mu, Li Sancai and Zhu Cong had just walked out of the wine shop. Their mouths were opened wide when they saw this, and they were speechless.

Although Zhao Lin guessed it correctly, he still felt horrified when he actually saw the whip-threaded snake with his own eyes.

It is unimaginable that a katydus could hide something so long inside its body.

The whip-threaded snake climbed out of the locust's body, raised its head more than half a foot high, and seemed to be sniffing around. Then it flicked its body and shot towards Dong Lingcheng.

Although Dong Lingcheng didn't know what happened behind him, after Zhao Lin reminded him, he was on guard and immediately noticed something strange.

He grabbed the void with his five fingers, then quickly opened it, casting a wooden body protection spell on himself.

Suddenly, a transparent spiritual shield enveloped him.

But it was a step too late after all...

There was a flash of silver light, and the whip-threaded snake had already jumped onto Dong Lingcheng's back. The protective cover was closed, just enough to clamp him, with a small part of his body inside and the rest left outside.

But the whip-threaded snake's body was smooth and tough, and it only hesitated for a moment. It still twisted forward bit by bit, and its pointed head pierced Dong Lingcheng's back.

The spine is where the monk's spiritual roots are located, and any slight damage will affect the release of mana.

Dong Lingcheng felt a sharp pain on his back, and then his body stiffened, and the magic power in his body was about to collapse.

He gritted his teeth, while strengthening his body protection spell to prevent the whip thread from drilling, he took out a magic weapon from the lock bag with difficulty: Yimu Sword.

I didn't use any magic weapon when I killed the locusts just now, because although the magic weapon has powerful attack power, it is not as effective as a spell that can attack low-level monsters when dealing with low-level monsters.

Dong Lingcheng couldn't see the whip-threaded snake, but after scanning it with his spiritual consciousness, he already knew what kind of monster was attacking him.

He grabbed the Yimu sword and cut it with his hand.

hiss……

The whip-threaded snake was beaten high into the air, but it did not break into two pieces and was still firmly embedded in Dong Lingcheng's back.

One sword, two swords, three swords...

Dong Lingcheng's heart sank as he waved his sword.

He had long heard that the body of the whip-thread hyena was extremely tough and could be cut almost continuously with knives and could not be broken by hammers. There were also weapon-refining monks who made it into a whip-shaped magic weapon.

I originally thought that the rumors were exaggerated, but when I saw them today, I realized they were true.

In fact, if he faced him head-on, Dong Lingcheng could easily kill him, but now his vital points were restricted and he could only use two or three points of ten mana.

After being slashed by the Yimu Sword, the Whip Thread Snake even twisted its body and tried its best to burrow into his back.

The sweat on Dong Lingcheng's head fell off in a flash.

He knew that once the whipworm entered his body and coiled itself on his spine, he would lose the ability to move.

Next, it drills into the head and sucks out the brain, and the person will not survive.

Dong Lingcheng endured the severe pain and raised his eyes to look at Zhao Lin and others, with pleading in his eyes.

It was too late, but it was faster then. In fact, it only happened in the blink of an eye until now.

Zhao Lin saw that Dong Lingcheng was about to be invaded by the whip-thread snake, and quickly judged the situation.

Bring in reinforcements or do it yourself?

It's definitely too late to call for help now. It will take more than ten breaths at the fastest for the senior brothers from other streets to rush over.

Dong Lingcheng was already on the verge of collapse at this moment, and the protective shield on his body was getting weaker and weaker, and he fell down only in an instant.

As long as the whip-thread snake burrows in one more time, even if he is rescued, the Taoist foundation will be greatly damaged and the path to Taoism will be cut off. This is probably more uncomfortable than killing him.

Zhao Lin only had a flash of thought before making an immediate decision. He rushed to Dong Lingcheng's side and punched suddenly!

While running, use the "tortoise shell energy" to protect the entire body layer by layer.

This technique was something he learned when he first entered the Qi Realm, and he has now reached a great level of practice.

When the technique is running, a layer of strength armor as hard as iron rises on the surface of the body. Even if the whip-thread snake turns around and comes over, it can still resist it for a moment.

Zhao Lin punched out, and a ball of extremely dazzling white light suddenly lit up three feet in front of the fist. From the center, it suddenly enlarged into a white ball of light, which was so bright that people dared not look directly at it.

When the light ball appeared, it was also accompanied by the rumble of the clouds and rocks.

Thunder Fist!

After Zhao Lin reached the Yuan realm in martial arts, he began to deduce the three different types of skills: wind, ice, and thunder.

The two attributes of wind and ice are relatively good. After several years of research, they have deduced the method of cultivation, but the method of thunder has never been found.

Later, he thought: Since the true energy of thunder cannot be grown through cultivation, why not use the only true energy in the body to make a fuss?

Even if you can only throw one punch, if the punch is powerful enough, it can be used to save your life or to fight back.

There is a cliff in Qiongzhou, southeast of Dayue, called Dead Wood Cliff.

Every year at the turn of summer and autumn, there are many lightning strikes on the top of the mountain, so there are many dead trees on the mountain.

Zhao Lin stayed on the Deadwood Cliff for three months during the rainy season, constantly feeling the power of thunder, and finally learned a boxing technique for him.

This is today's Thunder Sound Fist.

This punch is extremely powerful, and there will be a thunderous sound when it is punched.

Moreover, when hitting an object with this fist, you will first see the object break and then hear the sound. Zhao Lin gave this self-created boxing method the name of Leiyin Quan.

Although he could only throw one punch, Zhao Lin believed that no one could block it.

It's a pity that after arriving in the Yuan realm, he has no opponent in the world and has never had the opportunity to use it in actual combat. He didn't want to use it now.

Lei Yin punched out, and the light was so bright that Li Sancai, Tong Mu and others could not help but squint their eyes or look away.

The fist hit the slender body of the Whip Thread Snake, and at the same time it opened the protective shield.

Dong Lingcheng was shocked and fell slowly.

The whip-threaded snake also softened and gave off a burning smell, but its head still clamped tightly on Dong Lingcheng.

Zhao Lin grabbed the whip-threaded snake, threw it to the ground, picked up Dong Lingcheng's Yimu sword, and chopped with all his strength.

After slashing with the sword four or five times, but still no spirit emerged, he clenched his fist and hit him with three consecutive Sky Frost Fists.

Freeze it first, then continue chopping...

After half a cup of tea, the whip-threaded snake finally turned into a ball of black mud, and a wisp of spirit rose up.

(End of chapter)