snake coffin

Chapter 633: The slightest touch

Long Ling's scourge is immortality, and in this case, I will let her live forever, repeating the cycle.

It's just that it's no longer in the shape of a person, and it's no longer letting her consciousness change bodies randomly.

After taking Suiji, I felt like my whole body was filled with surging vitality.

The black hair surged instantly and entangled the dragon spirit in front of me layer by layer.

But in the blink of an eye, Long Ling's figure was surrounded and disappeared instantly.

Only the black hair I caused was entangled in the black cocoon like a giant snake wrapped around a pillar.

Inside the silkworm cocoon where the black hair is gathered, from time to time there is a flame that wants to penetrate the black hair and rush out.

Those snake-scale tentacles seemed to have gathered all over the dragon spirit's body in an instant. The toothed suction cups on the tentacles were firmly attached to the cocoon made of my black hair, either sucking or biting, or all kinds of firelight spurting out.

Countless black hairs broke at the same time.

My head hurt so much that it was about to explode, but there was only one thought in my mind: kill Long Ling!
As long as she is dead, Mo Xiu will be stronger.

Ruthless and selfless, gods and demons are ruthless, isn't that what they keep saying.

She said that if she is immortal, she is condemned by the gods. She is still struggling to not want to die.

"He Yue!" Long Ling roared in the black-haired cocoon.

I felt that her whole body was covered with fire, and her black hair was burning with a sizzling sound.

The black-haired cocoon in front of me was like a paper lantern burning with fire. It seemed that as long as the flame flickered and burned the surrounding paper cover, the fire would instantly start a prairie fire.

My hair seemed to be numb from the pain, and there was a deep voice in my head, chanting something.

But in front of me there was only the big cocoon of black hair shining with firelight. I endured the pain and pulled the black hair, wrapping it up layer by layer.

"He Yue, what the hell is the powder you sprinkled on me!" Long Ling screamed in his black hair and roared at me, "What is this?"

My black hair can't get close to her body, maybe when I feel those snake-scale tentacles stretching towards me, they start to grow mushrooms.

Her body belongs to Long Qixu's daughter. In fact, she has a constant connection with Zhang Hanzhu and me.

The name of Dragon Spirit has become a divine title.

Under the prohibition of heaven, one cannot be a god.

I can be considered as helping the Qianshi Sect to eliminate the aliens!
Below Fengcheng is the Abyss of Huaxu, where Ana left, and it is impossible for her to come back.

It seems that the magic snake can't get out of Bashan either!

Even if the dragon spirit can use the snake-scale tentacles to induce some power in the underground, or to induce the human-faced Ho Luo, this windy city is made stronger than iron by Ah Entropy's divine power, and those things that burrow into the ground cannot get through.

"He Yue!" Long Ling's voice became more and more high-pitched. It seemed that it no longer caused the fire to burn his hair, and it no longer caused the snake scale tentacles to bite randomly with the suckers. He seemed to have calmed down.

I still only care about pulling the big callus of black hair and tightening it tightly.

"You let me out." Long Ling's voice was low, as if he realized something: "Even if you kill me, and Moxiu fuses the broken bones, what can you and him do under the ban of heaven? Bashan is not what you imagined. Taiping, the bottom of Bashan Mountain, is the most dangerous."

"Otherwise, you think that with me..." Long Ling seemed to pause for a moment and said coldly: "I also have Ana, the devil snake, Ah Entropy, Liu Longting and Ah Entropy, we were In Bashan, why should we escape?"

"He Yue, if you kill me, everything I have endured before will come to you. You used to be a dragon spirit. After I die, you will do what I do, and you will become a real dragon spirit. !" Long Ling's voice was extremely angry.

My head is buzzing, I seem to have heard Long Ling's words, but it seems that there is something between me.

But the black hair cocoon is still getting thicker and thicker, getting bigger and bigger.

It was so big that I couldn't see anything but black, and it was so big that I seemed to have to raise my head even if I pulled my hair out.

Perhaps because I refused to listen to my advice for a long time, Long Ling exploded.

In the cocoon of black hair, he screamed: "He Yue!"

Then I felt that the innermost black hair seemed to turn to gray instantly, but the entire black hair cocoon was already too thick.

The hair is tangled together in strands. Even if the innermost part is burned to ashes, the outer part is still entangled.

This hair seems to be able to control the soul, Long Ling didn't shout anymore, but paused after sparking the fire in an instant.

I still just lead the black hair and wrap it around the black hair cocoon. As long as it is thick enough, the dragon spirit will come out.

The hair on the inside seems to have encountered a lot of fungus!
He Shou Wentian has always told me one truth, which is conservation.

All things are conserved, all living things are destroyed, and no matter what they are, they are nothing more than dust in the end.

But fungi and mushrooms are also a part of all things, and they appeared earlier than humans.

The reproductive power of fungi may be the strongest.

Just as I was winding my black hair, I heard a low voice of witchcraft.

The innermost layer of black hair flickered gently, and the dragon spirit's body covered with mushrooms and snake scale tentacles seemed to slowly begin to dance a witch dance inside.

I suddenly remembered the scene of the Twelve Witches of Bashan on the top of Motian Ridge, performing witch dances to spark the fire from the sky.

The fire that day burned Gu Yushi's ossified half-snake body to ashes in an instant.

Is Long Ling planning to ignite the heavenly fire and burn the big black-haired cocoon I made in one go?

My heart moved slightly, while pulling the black hair tightly, while holding the stone knife, thinking of building a stone wall like the people brought by Feng Shengling.

As long as you can block the sky fire for a while, as long as you survive the dragon spirit, as long as the dragon spirit dies...

Mo Xiu has a better chance of winning!

I said I would not save him again, but I can't just watch him die!

Even if the stone knife can turn into a spear in my hand, it cannot turn into the stone wall built by Feng Shengling and his men.

Divine thoughts are not omnipotent!

No wonder when Feng Shengling went to Bashan to cast a wall outside Huilong Village, he had to bring a team of Feng family children, and he was called He Ji.

I had no choice but to entangle my black hair with my spiritual thoughts.

The dragon spirit inside has slowly jumped to the back part of Wu Wu.

She and Ana are the real witch gods of Bashan. If the sky fire is drawn to burn off the hair and let her escape, Ana and the snake will go crazy again.

So this time, Dragon Spirit must be destroyed no matter what!

I put away the spear I was holding.

Put the wave-piercing arrow with its feathers removed on the bow, and even if the sky fire falls, it will burn your hair.

When the dragon spirit comes out, I have to find a way to kill her.

As long as I trap her, I still have a chance to wait for my divine punishment.

If it wasn't Long Ling's feeling of guilt, but the sky thunder or fire, which directly destroyed Long Ling and me, it would be considered a bundled suicide victory.

Just as I was staring at the black-haired cocoon, waiting for the sky fire triggered by Long Ling to fall.

A voice suddenly appeared next to her: "Let go. Everything she does is for your own good. You will understand in the future."

The voice was low, but it reached my ears.

I turned my head slowly, and saw the consciousness of the snake on its own, and I don't know when it appeared again.

He was dressed in black robes and wearing a jade crown, and he was standing in front of my surging black hair cocoon.

Looking in with Shen Yan, it seems that through the layers of black hair, he thought of the dragon spirit inside.

The dragon spirit in the black-haired cocoon seemed to have stopped even the witch dance, and murmured: "Moxiu... are you finally willing to come out to see me?"

I suddenly felt a dull pain in my heart, not the kind of tight pain when I think about the badness of the body snake, but...

It hurts to explain!

It turns out that this is the root of love!
Even if I clearly know that everything is a scam, that heart, that love snake, is the greatest poison.

(End of this chapter)