flstandardbreds Chapter 115: Your furnace, I will raise it
Chapter 115: Your furnace, I will raise it
The power of first and second order talismans is not stronger than that of third order talismans, but quantitative change leads to qualitative change.
A stack of low-level talismans exploded one after another in the stone chamber. After a series of loud noises, Bai Lan looked closely at He Mian's condition in the chaos.
He couldn't see it clearly with the naked eye, and he couldn't sense any breath when he used his spiritual sense. He looked down and Bai Lan's brows slightly frowned, then relaxed immediately.
He Mian is still there... everywhere, in pieces.
You've used too much force. It seems that He Mian is of high attack and low defense type, and can't withstand these eighty-eight low-level talismans.
Reload the file and re-explode.
The time went back to a few breaths ago. This time, Bai Lan carefully reduced the amount of talismans by half and evenly distributed forty-four talismans with mutually beneficial properties. Then he locked onto He Mian, threw out the talismans, and detonated them.
The talisman exploded, and the sound of explosions was endless.
After a while, the spiritual power gradually dissipated, the smoke dissipated, Bai Lan looked over intently, and looked He Mian up and down carefully.
The physical body is intact, but the spiritual energy in Dantian is almost exhausted.
He Mian gritted his teeth and looked up. All the defensive spiritual weapons in his storage bag had been destroyed in the exhilarating talisman explosion just now.
When the oil is running out, the lamp is running out, and all the energy is exhausted, the only thing left is...
"Bai Ling, hahahahaha! I never thought that one day someone would force me into this situation. What a pity, what a pity, you want to kill me, but you are not worthy!" After saying that, He Mian closed his eyes and concentrated, trying to absorb the spiritual power around him. It was obvious that he was going to have a fight with Bai Lan.
It seems that between the two options of "fighting to the death" and "dragging the other party to die together", He Mian chose the latter.
If a cultivator wants to self-destruct, he only needs to mobilize a wisp of spiritual power in his body to do it. He Mian is now at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and the power of his self-destruction is roughly equivalent to a full-strength attack from a cultivator at the great perfection of Qi Refining.
Even the defense of the Golden Bell could not be broken, so his explosion was nothing to be afraid of, but the physical body that Bai Lan had worked so hard to plan for would be torn into pieces.
So he can die, but he can't explode.
He Mian went from being confused to being angry, and then he laughed three times. Finally, he mobilized his spiritual power to self-destruct. This process took a long time. If the game was reloaded and intervened, it seemed that it could be saved.
In the aftermath of He Mian's self-explosion, Bai Lan frowned, calculated the time with his fingers, and then nodded.
in time.
Reloading the game again, this time Bai Lan decisively changed his action plan after learning about He Mian's choice in advance.
The moment the explosion stopped, she released the pressure of the Foundation Establishment Stage, temporarily restraining He Mian's movements.
In an instant, vines grew on the ground and wrapped around him, binding He Mian with the entanglement technique. He Mian had not yet recovered from the aftermath of the explosion, and when he noticed this series of operations, he was immediately shocked.
He subconsciously tried to condense a fireball to repel the vines. A flame suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand and then quickly went out.
Most of his spiritual power had already been used up in the fierce battle just now, and the previous explosions had occurred one after another, leaving him no time to replenish his spiritual power.
But now, the fireball that had not been fired had consumed the last bit of spiritual power in his body.
The next moment, two soul-binding ropes flew out and circled He Mian several times, and then tightened, completely binding him firmly in place.
Finally, he took the storage bag from the other person's waist.
Bai Lan had done so many good deeds to eliminate demons and defend the way of righteousness that he had accumulated several bundles of soul-binding ropes obtained from evil cultivators.
He Mian is also an evil cultivator, and now that this soul-binding rope is used on He Mian, it can be considered as returning the property to its owner.
The Dantian, which was already exhausted of spiritual power, was tied up by the spirit binding rope, which made the already empty Dantian even worse and could not absorb any spiritual power.
In this way, even the final chance of self-destruction and mutual destruction was lost.
"You...!" He Mian reacted, and his already gloomy eyes became even more sinister.
He had always underestimated this cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining in front of him, and his cultivation level made him relax his vigilance towards Bai Lan.
Now filled with regret, he discovered that there was a third-order spirit gathering array inside Bai Lan's golden bell.
No wonder she, a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining, could fight for so long with such an endless supply of spiritual energy. She was fighting while standing in a spirit gathering formation!
What's the difference between this and fighting at a blood recovery point! Especially with a layer of magic weapon protecting it, this is a magic weapon for the Jindan stage!
He Mian felt a pain in his heart, and a faint sweet taste came out of his mouth.
Bai Lan raised his hand to put away the Golden Bell Cover. Seeing this, he was relieved. He took a few steps forward and tightened the soul-binding rope on He Mian's body: "I know you want to explode with me, but don't be in a hurry. I know you are in a hurry to die. I am kind-hearted and can send you on your way, but I have a small favor and need your help."
He Mian's expression was still as cold as ever, and he kept shooting at Bai Lan with his eyes.
Bai Lan had seen this kind of look many times and was unmoved. He smiled faintly, took a few steps forward, and slowly reached out to remove the mask on He Mian's face.
It really is a beautiful face that is difficult to tell whether it is androgynous and looks like a beautiful lady, but it's a pity that he has become an evil cultivator.
"I want to borrow your body, do you agree?"
He Mian was startled and his face turned pale immediately: "You... want to turn me into a corpse puppet?"
"Don't worry. After you die, I will take good care of Ning Yan and the furnaces and tripods you hid. I will also take care of the Evil Gang for you."
He Mian was so angry that he was shaking: "You, aren't you a disciple of Qingyuan Sect? Why are you practicing evil methods!"
Bai Lan said nothing. He raised his hand to cover the man's mouth and threw him into the spirit beast bag. Then he looked up at the stone chamber in front of him.
After she and He Mian battled with each other with their talismans, the stone chamber was still intact, which showed how solid it was and it was not an ordinary stone.
The stone chamber is not big, but it is sturdy. After some renovation, it can be transformed into an alchemy room.
Moving an object into the Void Stone consumes a lot of spiritual energy. Bai Lan thought for a moment and set up a third-order spirit gathering array on the spot.
Standing in the middle, holding a spirit stone in each hand, he began to move the stone chamber into the void stone.
At this time, only the Empty Nest Spirit was still inside the Void Stone. Seeing bricks and stones falling into the Void Stone one after another, the Ghost Fire suddenly became alert: "Master, what is this?"
"A very strong new building material. I want to transform an alchemy room into the void stone."
The spirit of the weapon flashed: "Great! But the body is not here, who will draw the architectural plan?"
Bai Lan paused.
Yes, Qiu, who had been working diligently on infrastructure construction in her Void Stone, has now been sent out, and her Void Stone is short of people.
"Then don't rush to start the construction. I will ask Cannon Fodder Master to plan a set of architectural drawings later. You two can work on it. He is very professional."
There are always more laborers than corpses!
The spirit of the weapon flashed again, and its tone became excited: "Master, don't worry, I will supervise him to work carefully when the time comes!"
The Void Stone is vast and boundless, but it seems a bit desolate.
If possible, Bai Lan would like to bring in several thousand acres of spiritual fields, plant all kinds of spiritual herbs, spiritual fruits and spiritual rice, and turn this barren land into fertile and rich.