Immortal robbery

Chapter 57

The man sat like this for a long time, like a sculpture.

I don't know if it's the restlessness of the storm in my eyes, or I'm tired from sitting for a long time.As the afterglow of the setting sun fell, the man's tense body suddenly began to tremble.

"Cough cough..."

Following this movement, his pale complexion began to flush, and he let out a burst of coughing.

"Cough...cough..."

First there was a light cough, followed by a series of violent coughs, as if the whole lung was about to be coughed out.

Suddenly, the man covering his mouth and coughing froze all over, carefully moved his right hand covering his mouth, and looked at the palm of his hand.

I saw a bloodstain the size of a thumb on the palm of his hand.

The color of the bloodstain was strange, not blood red or dark red, but pink.

Take a closer look, there is no trace of blood, there is clearly a mass of pink flesh in the palm.In the pink meat, countless granulation is wriggling and entangled, as if alive, it makes one's scalp tingle, it is very scary.

The man looked at the granulation in the palm of his hand, his whole body was stiff, his pupils lost focus, and he stared blankly at them wriggling.The eyes are full of despair, as if their appearance represents some other meaning.

At the moment when the man was in a daze, an undetectable filthy smell in the room floated down from the roof, rushing into the man's mouth like lightning.

"Damn it!" The man lost his mind for a moment, then regained his senses slightly, and fiercely squeezed his open palm into a fist, as if he was afraid of being seen by someone.At this time, the breath also completely invaded the body.

"Who!" The man with an ugly face suddenly felt startled, raised his head suddenly, and looked at the top of his head.

On the beams of the training room, except for the faint aura that diffused, there was nothing at this moment.

Madness was suppressed in the man's eyes, and when the cold light flickered, he wanted to get up and investigate something carefully.But before he could move, his complexion suddenly changed, and his breath fluctuated even more violently.

As the breath fluctuated, the few flesh and blood in his thin body began to squirm spontaneously, as if they were scrambling to escape from his body.

This sudden, out-of-normal outbreak of pollution caught the men off guard and made suppression very difficult.

What made his complexion even worse was that this outbreak was obviously abnormal. There seemed to be a kind of pollution in his body. They were constantly fighting at this moment, trying to pollute him and make him completely crazy.

When the man desperately suppressed the madness in his eyes, Wang Zijia, who was sitting on a roadside taking a nap 1000 meters away, suddenly opened his eyes.Glancing in that direction, he stopped staying and turned to leave.

He originally planned to find out the bottom line first, but when he entered the hospital by manipulating the clay, he found that although the opponent's cultivation base was very high, he was already on the verge of losing control, let alone discovering him, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the changes in the outside world.

Therefore, Wang Zijia made an impromptu attempt to plant a demon.

As for success or failure, it depends on the situation.

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Wang Zijia got up quickly and left, but after taking a few steps, his expression changed.

Not only did he fail to plant the demon immediately this time, but the mana in his body suddenly began to be consumed violently at this moment. This was a situation that had never happened before in the test on Bai Qian.

In the dark, he felt that a crazy, evil, and chaotic inexplicable thing was vying with him for the control of Du Kang's extraordinary characteristics, and they all tried to pollute it into his own shape.

In the tug-of-war between that consciousness and Wang Zijia, there was still a little doubt, as if wondering why the same pollution could not merge. With the difference between you and me, there is a clear sense of awe.

Because of this, Wang Zijia felt for the first time how evil the pollution of his spiritual root demon was.

As Wang Zijia quickly walked towards his own yard, he turned his hands and took out two coins, constantly replenishing the lost mana in his body.

Fortunately, the original owner of the body, Du Kang, seems to hate another pollution even more, or it may be because he feels that the newly added power is not crazy.

Therefore, he obviously discovered the power of the spiritual root demon that had sneaked into his body because of the struggle between the two kinds of pollution, but he did not stop it, and even let it go on purpose, treating him as another force and jointly suppressing the power that had already eroded a lot in his body. Pollution of spiritual root supernatural properties.

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After more than an hour, Wang Zijia in the training room suddenly shook his whole body, and opened his eyes in surprise.

"It's done!"

According to the feeling in the dark, Wang Zijia felt that he was barely fighting for the victory, and initially controlled the spiritual root of another person. In surprise, he no longer hesitated, and decisively moved his mind slightly.

Sure enough, the red copper weight emerged, bringing Wang Zijia's consciousness into a chaotic sea of ​​consciousness that was familiar but unfamiliar.

Following his thoughts, a lot of weights suddenly appeared in the originally empty chaos.

Among the black and white two-color weights, there is a huge blood-red weight, which is particularly conspicuous.

Weight: evil element pollution

Status: Polluted

Value degree: 3214
Introduction: The original pollution left behind by the weak fate when it perishes.The demise of the old evil is also the rebirth of the new evil, life and death cannot be cut off.This kind of reproduction at the cost of fate and life is the most vicious curse in the world.

"Gollum!"

Seeing the blood-red weight half the size of a fist, Wang Zijia subconsciously swallowed, feeling very greedy.

It's no wonder that this time there is a clear feeling of competition. The other party is not polluted by the ordinary, but the extraordinary characteristics of its spiritual root have already become the embryo of Xinxie.

With difficulty, he looked away, and looked at Qi's weight.

Compared with Wang Zijia's previous ignorance, the other party was a typical monk. Wang Zijia spent a long time sorting out the information on the panel.

Name: Du Kang

Cultivation: [Boy] late stage

Dao Xing: 98 years (19539/20000, the cultivation base of pollution influence is reversed)

Spiritual root: top grade spiritual root (third class)

Cultivation method: Wanyu Dharma Code (including the chapter on children, the chapter on offering wine, and the second grade)
Techniques: Rune Paper Making (Dacheng), Rune Control (Dacheng), Rune Re-engraving (Dacheng), Basic Swordsmanship (Dacheng), Rune Sword (Dacheng)

Spiritual material smelting (Xiaocheng 1563/3000)······

Looking at the panels that are much richer than himself, Wang Zijia is a little greedy, but it is a pity that he can't steal them for himself.

Judging from the situation of the other party's spell matching, this person has obviously started to prepare for the promotion of Jijiu. If it hadn't been delayed for 20 years by the pollution, he might not know what cultivation level he is now!

Especially the opponent's Taoism, the whiteboard breakthrough, the [-]-year Taoism should be capped at [-], but the opponent is [-].

Two hundred is worth a year of practice, which is obviously the result of refining mana, which means that his chance of breaking through the sacrificial wine is much higher than that of ordinary monks.

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(End of this chapter)