Perhaps because of absorbing the cultivation of the black bamboo essence, Lang Yun suddenly discovered that those black bamboo poisonous catkins would no longer have the slightest impact on him. Especially when he was running in the black bamboo forest, he could even feel a strange connection between himself and the poisonous black bamboo catkins.
In order to verify whether his idea was true, he also led the two disciples of Taiyi Pavilion to the remote and humid place just now. However, although the black bamboo poisonous catkins had attached to them, they could not have the slightest impact, and even gradually Signs of ablation.
Just as he was thinking about what to do next, he suddenly heard a cry of surprise from behind him, and the person chasing him disappeared.
At first, he thought the two disciples were trying to lure him over. However, he waited and saw no other movement from the two of them, so he turned back cautiously, only to realize that one of the disciples had already made a home in his body with the black bamboo poisonous catkins.
Even though Lang Yun was used to seeing black bamboo and poisonous catkins, he still felt a little chilly when he saw such a scene, and his whole body was covered in goosebumps.
The other disciple was very angry when he saw Lang Yu's return, and was about to use his magic formula to attack Lang Yu, but he was just halfway through the action when he burst into laughter.
This burst of laughter made Wolf Cloud's hair stand on end, and he thought he was being chased by soldiers. But before he could turn around and run away, he saw the disciple scratching his body, and then fell to the ground with a cry of pain.
Only then did Lang Yun realize that the two of them had been cut by bamboo leaves and were affected by the poisonous black bamboo catkins.
What puzzled him was that he had been affected by black bamboo poisonous catkins before, so why was his reaction not as strong as theirs?
But no matter what, this black bamboo poisonous catkin has become his support! If you can completely control it and just leave some wounds on your opponent, wouldn't the opponent no longer be able to fight?
Thinking of this, Lang Yun happened to see the senior brother from Taiyi Pavilion walking over, with a very sinister look in his eyes.
I had suffered a lot in front of this person before, but now that I had obtained the hundred-year cultivation of Black Bamboo Essence, I was so confident that I jumped out to ridicule him, but I didn't expect that I was not the perfect match for him. The enemy immediately panicked and was captured.
Later, Lang Yun was knocked to the ground by three disciples. He took advantage of others' surprise and picked up a bamboo leaf from the ground, held it in his hand, and scratched the three of them when he got up. That's what happened next.
After countless calculations, he finally figured out this senior brother, but what he didn't expect was that this senior brother was so strong-willed that he would even cut off his wrist to avoid being affected by the poisonous black bamboo catkins. It was really beyond his expectation!
Although the senior brother from Taiyi Pavilion in front of him was in poor condition, with beads of sweat dripping down his forehead, his expression was extremely determined. He first bit the brush in his mouth, then turned the ink sac in front of him with one hand. Then he spit out the brush in his mouth, grasped it in his palm, and started stirring it in the ink sac.
"Intangible things have no fixed body. They can be transformed into rainbows according to my wishes! The third level of ink skills, ink rainbow!" After the man said this, there was a loud shout from his mouth! Then he saw him pull with one hand and pull out an ink-colored "giant dragon" from the ink sac!
Judging from its appearance, this "giant dragon" is no more than the thickness of a wrist! So it is called a "dragon" just because it is so powerful and extraordinary.
Although the ink rainbow in front of him looked far less powerful than the threat posed by the ink blade, Lang Yun could feel the rich murderous intention contained in it.
In particular, this "giant dragon" is extremely spiritual. No matter where the wolf duck hides, it will chase him to the death and try its best to be unable to escape.
Previously, Lang Yun used his own blood shield to forcefully take over the ink blade of the Taiyi Pavilion senior brother, but what he got in exchange was a burst of backlash from his technique, so he was unable to use this technique for a while. But after such a long delay, the backlash of Lang Yun's Blood Shield Technique finally subsided.
Seeing that this "giant dragon" chased him for a long time without any sign of weakening, Lang Yun naturally knew that this Taiyi Pavilion disciple was trying his best! And once he is hit by this "giant dragon", even if he does not die suddenly, he will be seriously injured and cannot be treated. How can he survive?
The more Lang Yun avoided, the weaker his strength became. He did not have the confidence to continue stalling with this "giant dragon". He was also delaying left and right, while secretly reciting the Blood Shield Technique, preparing to find the right opportunity to block the attack from behind.
He was very conceited before and tried to block this person's attack with just one hand, but now that he's at this point, he no longer dares to take it lightly!
I saw him clasping his hands together while running, and there was a faint red light bursting out from his two palms! As the red light gradually became brighter, Lang Yun's face turned red and his breathing became extremely heavy!
At this time, his appearance has become white hair, and he has an immortal spirit. If his face were not so embarrassed, he would look like a master!
"That's it now!" Lang Yun was waiting for the opportunity while brewing the technique. Finally, he waited until the "dragon" had just turned around and its momentum was slightly weakened. He also directly pulled out the blood shield in his palm with a step of his feet. Facing the giant dragon behind him!
When the two handed over, there was a loud bang, and then they saw that the Taiyi Pavilion senior brother's Mo Hong began to disintegrate inch by inch, but Lang Yun was not hurt at all.
Although the blood shield was indeed much stronger than before, Lang Yun's red face had already turned the color of pig liver, and it was not as relaxed as it looked.
Sure enough, not long after this "giant dragon" began to disintegrate inch by inch, cracks began to appear on Lang Yun's blood shield.
"Hold on! It's almost..."
Seeing that this "giant dragon" was about to be offset by his own blood shield, Lang Yun was extremely excited and nervous. Unfortunately, his own skills were still inferior. At the moment when this black ink rainbow was about to disappear, this blood shield Finally overwhelmed, it collapsed and melted with a crash...
"Wow..."
As soon as the blood shield shattered, Lang Yun was hit in the chest by Mo Hong's tail. He felt his throat heat up, and a mouthful of blood spurted out for more than two feet. He also turned into an arc and hit the black bamboo forest from a distance. middle.
Lang Yun was already suffering from stagnation of energy and blood after being hit hard, but after such a fall, he was even more visceral. It felt like the stars in the sky had fallen to the mortal world, singing, dancing and laughing around him.
But the beautiful scenery did not last long before it was interrupted by an uninvited guest.
Lang Yun looked up and saw that Brother Taiyige was dipping the brush into the ink sac on his chest, as if he was holding a sword, and the sword was half-hiding its edge and was about to be unsheathed.
At this time, Lang Yun's strength was exhausted, and it was extremely difficult to even struggle to get up, let alone resist. He was now like fish on a knife, ready to be slaughtered.
"You evil thief! I will kill you right now to comfort the souls of my five junior brothers in heaven!" This senior brother's pupils were already stained with blood, and there was no more color in his eyes. The veins on the back of his hand popped out and he pulled out the brush, as if holding it. Like a sharp sword, it stabbed straight into the chest of the wolf on the ground.
Lang Yun originally wanted to have a verbal exchange with this man, but he didn't expect that this man would directly attack without saying any nonsense. He was too anxious to say anything.
I saw that the ink of the brush in Brother Taiyige's hand was condensed and not scattered, and it was faintly glowing with black light, like a black dagger about to pierce Lang Yun's chest.
In a daze, Lang Yun saw two figures, one black and one white, standing next to him. The black one is wide and fat, with a fierce face, while the white one is slender and pale. Especially the latter's long tongue hanging straight from the mouth to the ground, almost close to the wolf's cheek.
Lang Yun was so frightened that he woke up from his shock. He only had time to shout "Stop!" and then there was no more movement...
"You...you evil thief, what did you do to me!" The senior brother from Taiyi Pavilion was shocked and could not believe the situation in front of him.
The pen tip in his hand stopped less than an inch away from Lang Yun's chest, but he could no longer move forward. Moreover, he also discovered that his body was also unable to move even half an inch.
At first, Lang Yun thought that the man was hesitant after hearing his words, and was still hesitating in his heart about how to continue begging for mercy. It was not until he heard what the man said that he realized what was happening to him.
"What do you mean I did something to you..." Lang Yun tentatively slipped out from under the man's pen and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"You evil thief, don't pretend to be confused! You must have used some evil spell to make me unable to move!" The senior brother tried his best, but the result was still the same.
Lang Yun felt strange when he heard this, but this matter really had nothing to do with him. He didn't know what the situation was in front of him, so he also looked around this senior brother.
After a moment, his eyes fell on several wounds covered with black velvet on the senior brother's body.
Lang Yun didn't know when these wounds were left, and he secretly admired the endurance of the man in front of him. After all, this man had endured the influence of black bamboo poisonous catkins even with a broken hand.
Thinking of this, Lang Yun's eyes couldn't help but flash, and he thought to himself: Could it be the effect of the black bamboo poisonous catkins?
So he cleared his throat and tried to give orders: "Let go and put down the pen!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the senior fellow from Taiyi Pavilion loosened his palm and saw that the hair sank straight into the ground, which was extremely miraculous.
"Great! I didn't expect that I could really control this black bamboo poisonous catkins! Hahahaha..." Lang Yun's expression suddenly brightened when he saw this scene, and he laughed.
When he faced Ben Heng and Ben Ming mentioned by his senior brother before, controlling the black bamboo poisonous catkins was just an idea in his mind, but he did not expect that after a short period of time, his idea would become a reality.
"What black bamboo poisonous catkins? You evil thief! Even if I die, I don't want to be controlled by you..." the senior brother said with eyes about to burst.
Lang Yun's eyes froze when he heard this, and he sneered in his mouth.
"Noisy! I won't force anyone to do anything difficult for me. Since you are so unwilling, let your blood be a great source of nourishment for me!"
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