NOVEL WEB Dragon Ball Romance
Chapter 329 17 [Third World Eight Diagrams Furnace]
Chapter 329 17 [Third Eight Diagrams Furnace]
"Who is it? Another human dares to break into this king's castle?"
After Wang Chao and Bobo appeared in the cave on the flying carpet, there was a buzzing sound from above, which could be heard as the angry roar of a woman.
It seems that this is Samuel.Wang Chao secretly thought that he could naturally sense the terrifying demonic aura from the voice above, even stronger than Uncle Baddock who had just been resurrected back then.
In other words, the combat power value is at the ten thousand level.
Unless Wang Chao had devoured all the breath of hell in his surroundings, he would probably be able to contend against an enemy of such strength.
However, Wang Chao himself would not end well if he devoured so many hell breaths.Even if the dragon-shaped imprint on his wrist could protect his consciousness from being demonized, his body couldn't bear it.
100 copies of Wang Chao's Qi, 10 copies, 50 copies, 100 copies, 120 copies, and even 500 copies of hell breath can still be regarded as "polluted, but in essence they are still Wang Chao's breath." Qi"; but if it is 100 copies of Wang Chao's Qi, but you want to absorb 10000 copies of hell's breath? 10 copies?I'm afraid that it's not that Wang Chao's Qi controls the breath of hell, but that there is just a little bit of Wang Chao mixed with the breath of hell.
Wang Chao speculated that if it really reached that level, perhaps his own consciousness would be permanently trapped in that gap under the double suppression of the protection of the dragon-shaped imprint and the devilish energy of hell in his body.
Life is not life, death is not death.
He didn't even have the chance to go to the underworld to reincarnate.
Just as Wang Chao was thinking about it, Samuel, who was roaring above her head, had appeared. Her tall and slender body was entwined by wisps of thick poisonous smoke, her cold eyes looming behind the poisonous smoke, staring at the flying carpet Wang Chao, murderous intent looms.
Wang Chao stared at him and clenched his right fist.
Although it is definitely impossible to fight, it is not afraid to be afraid.
"You... are not human?" Samuel was very angry at first, but when she came down to see Wang Chao's appearance, she was taken aback for a moment, but she stared carefully at the magic dragon on the flying carpet, and quickly denied: "No , you are not a demon! This king understands, you should be the self-transformed demon that Mo Lisha met! The body has transformed into a demon like us, but the mind still maintains the posture of a human being. You... Just like those mutant humans, they are not worthy of life."
The female devil, who was covered in poisonous mist, told the truth about Wang Chao in a few words, and her tone showed contempt and killing intent.
As she spoke, she stretched out her palm and stabbed downward.
The difference in strength was so great that Wang Chao didn't even have time to react, and his neck was about to be torn apart by the opponent's claws. But just a moment before, Mr. Bobo, who was walking on the flying carpet, quietly blocked Wang Chao, and Samuel's attack It could barely stop, hovering in front of Mr. Bobo's black face dripping with cold sweat.
"Fatty black charcoal, get out of the way." Samuel was angry and glared at Mr. Bobo.
What's the meaning?Wang Chao was slightly afraid. While grateful to Mr. Bobo, he was also puzzled, why did the devil stop?
"Okay, let's get out of the way." Mr. Bobo was also very nervous.
He had a reminder from Yan Mowang before he came, and he had some guesses about the origin of the great Satan behind Samuel. In addition, Samuel had indeed attacked and stopped Mr. Bobo before, so he guessed that the other party must not Will dare to hurt him, the emissary of the underworld.
After Mr. Bobo finished speaking, he controlled the flying carpet to flutter, and was already close to the Eight Diagrams Stove next to him.
"An Ning is inside, how do you detoxify her?" Mr. Bobo asked Wang Chao in a daze.
Wang Chao felt that the spirit of justice that guided him like a lighthouse was in this gossip furnace, struggling to support it. Compared with the intensity when he first sensed it, it had dropped a lot.
"Who told you to get out of the way?!" Samuel was sullen, and with a flick of his hand, a wisp of poisonous smoke wrapped around his body turned into a snake, chasing Wang Chao on the flying carpet, silently It just submerged into Wang Chao's black scales, as if seeping through, she sneered and said, "Why are you running away? You're not going to die. This kind of nonsensical, non-human, non-magic stuff, it's not ashamed to be alive."
Unexpectedly, the "humanoid dragon" who was supposed to be instantly poisoned to death by a wisp of her poisonous smoke, just froze for a moment when he approached the Bagua furnace on the flying carpet, and the dragon-shaped imprint on his right wrist swam around his body, It has been restored to its original state.
"How is it possible?!" Samuel blurted out, shocked.Her poison is not comparable to that of Molisha. Even if this guy who is neither human nor devil can withstand the poison of Molisha, he will never be able to withstand her poisonous smoke.
Wang Chao turned his head and gave Samuel a cold look. He didn't say anything to the devil, and jumped into the gossip furnace.
The spirit of righteousness in the furnace is getting weaker and weaker. If there is no treatment, I am afraid that there will only be death.
……
The moment he entered the Eight Diagrams Furnace, the magic energy absorbed into Wang Chao's body began to dissipate.
He was slightly surprised, but quickly calmed down. This should be the peculiarity of the Bagua Furnace. The Taishang Laojun probably relied on this kind of artifact to survive in such a harsh environment until now.
According to the impression of the larger version of the Eight Diagrams Stove I saw in Wuxing Mountain before, the Eight Diagrams Stove obviously has the ability to suppress the breath of hell, or to divide the breath of hell, so this stove can eliminate such a small "demon" like him It is reasonable to "refine" it with the power.
"You are not chaotic in the face of danger, and you can calmly analyze it. You are amazing."
Wang Chaofei landed lightly on the bottom of the gossip stove, and immediately heard a slight compliment coming from a dim corner.
He turned around, looked there with piercing eyes, and saw a heroic woman dressed as a general leaning on the inner wall of the furnace and sitting down. The eye sockets and lips were very dark, and the blood vessels on the face and neck were also revealed in dark colors. Looks like you're going to die.
Obviously this is the Taishang Laojun, An Ning.She seemed to observe Wang Chao's reaction when he came in, and she could tell the thoughtful look in Wang Chao's eyes.
Even in such a state of desperation, Taishang Laojun still has a fierce and heroic temperament in his brows and eyes, and he will not be overwhelmed even if the sky falls.
"You are so powerful, you are still alive after being poisoned." Wang Chao replied, and walked over quickly at the same time.
He was genuinely amazed, the poison on Taishang Laojun's body was probably more severe and deeper than when he was almost poisoned to death by Mo Lisha before, but he was still holding on to his breath and his life.
An Ning twitched the corners of her mouth, as if she wanted to give a free and easy smile, but the poison was too deep, the facial muscles were almost completely stiff, and she couldn't smile at all, and it was already very difficult to speak, so she continued to say with great effort: " It’s not me who is powerful, it’s the Eight Diagrams Stove that Master gave me... I’ve used it for the third time, and it’s still as powerful as before. This time it doesn’t seem to work, I need the fourth..."
"Let's talk later, I'll detoxify you first." Wang Chao knelt down, grasped Taishang Laojun's wrist, and with just a light touch, a lump of flesh and blood on his wrist was rubbed to pieces.The poisoning was too deep, and An Ning's physical body was almost necrotic, and she was still or simply a miracle.
The dragon-shaped imprint wrapped around Wang Chao's right wrist, and then swam along Wang Chao's palm to An Ning's body, and soon returned to Wang Chao's wrist after swimming around for a circle. The tiny dragon head seemed to burp lightly.
(End of this chapter)
"Who is it? Another human dares to break into this king's castle?"
After Wang Chao and Bobo appeared in the cave on the flying carpet, there was a buzzing sound from above, which could be heard as the angry roar of a woman.
It seems that this is Samuel.Wang Chao secretly thought that he could naturally sense the terrifying demonic aura from the voice above, even stronger than Uncle Baddock who had just been resurrected back then.
In other words, the combat power value is at the ten thousand level.
Unless Wang Chao had devoured all the breath of hell in his surroundings, he would probably be able to contend against an enemy of such strength.
However, Wang Chao himself would not end well if he devoured so many hell breaths.Even if the dragon-shaped imprint on his wrist could protect his consciousness from being demonized, his body couldn't bear it.
100 copies of Wang Chao's Qi, 10 copies, 50 copies, 100 copies, 120 copies, and even 500 copies of hell breath can still be regarded as "polluted, but in essence they are still Wang Chao's breath." Qi"; but if it is 100 copies of Wang Chao's Qi, but you want to absorb 10000 copies of hell's breath? 10 copies?I'm afraid that it's not that Wang Chao's Qi controls the breath of hell, but that there is just a little bit of Wang Chao mixed with the breath of hell.
Wang Chao speculated that if it really reached that level, perhaps his own consciousness would be permanently trapped in that gap under the double suppression of the protection of the dragon-shaped imprint and the devilish energy of hell in his body.
Life is not life, death is not death.
He didn't even have the chance to go to the underworld to reincarnate.
Just as Wang Chao was thinking about it, Samuel, who was roaring above her head, had appeared. Her tall and slender body was entwined by wisps of thick poisonous smoke, her cold eyes looming behind the poisonous smoke, staring at the flying carpet Wang Chao, murderous intent looms.
Wang Chao stared at him and clenched his right fist.
Although it is definitely impossible to fight, it is not afraid to be afraid.
"You... are not human?" Samuel was very angry at first, but when she came down to see Wang Chao's appearance, she was taken aback for a moment, but she stared carefully at the magic dragon on the flying carpet, and quickly denied: "No , you are not a demon! This king understands, you should be the self-transformed demon that Mo Lisha met! The body has transformed into a demon like us, but the mind still maintains the posture of a human being. You... Just like those mutant humans, they are not worthy of life."
The female devil, who was covered in poisonous mist, told the truth about Wang Chao in a few words, and her tone showed contempt and killing intent.
As she spoke, she stretched out her palm and stabbed downward.
The difference in strength was so great that Wang Chao didn't even have time to react, and his neck was about to be torn apart by the opponent's claws. But just a moment before, Mr. Bobo, who was walking on the flying carpet, quietly blocked Wang Chao, and Samuel's attack It could barely stop, hovering in front of Mr. Bobo's black face dripping with cold sweat.
"Fatty black charcoal, get out of the way." Samuel was angry and glared at Mr. Bobo.
What's the meaning?Wang Chao was slightly afraid. While grateful to Mr. Bobo, he was also puzzled, why did the devil stop?
"Okay, let's get out of the way." Mr. Bobo was also very nervous.
He had a reminder from Yan Mowang before he came, and he had some guesses about the origin of the great Satan behind Samuel. In addition, Samuel had indeed attacked and stopped Mr. Bobo before, so he guessed that the other party must not Will dare to hurt him, the emissary of the underworld.
After Mr. Bobo finished speaking, he controlled the flying carpet to flutter, and was already close to the Eight Diagrams Stove next to him.
"An Ning is inside, how do you detoxify her?" Mr. Bobo asked Wang Chao in a daze.
Wang Chao felt that the spirit of justice that guided him like a lighthouse was in this gossip furnace, struggling to support it. Compared with the intensity when he first sensed it, it had dropped a lot.
"Who told you to get out of the way?!" Samuel was sullen, and with a flick of his hand, a wisp of poisonous smoke wrapped around his body turned into a snake, chasing Wang Chao on the flying carpet, silently It just submerged into Wang Chao's black scales, as if seeping through, she sneered and said, "Why are you running away? You're not going to die. This kind of nonsensical, non-human, non-magic stuff, it's not ashamed to be alive."
Unexpectedly, the "humanoid dragon" who was supposed to be instantly poisoned to death by a wisp of her poisonous smoke, just froze for a moment when he approached the Bagua furnace on the flying carpet, and the dragon-shaped imprint on his right wrist swam around his body, It has been restored to its original state.
"How is it possible?!" Samuel blurted out, shocked.Her poison is not comparable to that of Molisha. Even if this guy who is neither human nor devil can withstand the poison of Molisha, he will never be able to withstand her poisonous smoke.
Wang Chao turned his head and gave Samuel a cold look. He didn't say anything to the devil, and jumped into the gossip furnace.
The spirit of righteousness in the furnace is getting weaker and weaker. If there is no treatment, I am afraid that there will only be death.
……
The moment he entered the Eight Diagrams Furnace, the magic energy absorbed into Wang Chao's body began to dissipate.
He was slightly surprised, but quickly calmed down. This should be the peculiarity of the Bagua Furnace. The Taishang Laojun probably relied on this kind of artifact to survive in such a harsh environment until now.
According to the impression of the larger version of the Eight Diagrams Stove I saw in Wuxing Mountain before, the Eight Diagrams Stove obviously has the ability to suppress the breath of hell, or to divide the breath of hell, so this stove can eliminate such a small "demon" like him It is reasonable to "refine" it with the power.
"You are not chaotic in the face of danger, and you can calmly analyze it. You are amazing."
Wang Chaofei landed lightly on the bottom of the gossip stove, and immediately heard a slight compliment coming from a dim corner.
He turned around, looked there with piercing eyes, and saw a heroic woman dressed as a general leaning on the inner wall of the furnace and sitting down. The eye sockets and lips were very dark, and the blood vessels on the face and neck were also revealed in dark colors. Looks like you're going to die.
Obviously this is the Taishang Laojun, An Ning.She seemed to observe Wang Chao's reaction when he came in, and she could tell the thoughtful look in Wang Chao's eyes.
Even in such a state of desperation, Taishang Laojun still has a fierce and heroic temperament in his brows and eyes, and he will not be overwhelmed even if the sky falls.
"You are so powerful, you are still alive after being poisoned." Wang Chao replied, and walked over quickly at the same time.
He was genuinely amazed, the poison on Taishang Laojun's body was probably more severe and deeper than when he was almost poisoned to death by Mo Lisha before, but he was still holding on to his breath and his life.
An Ning twitched the corners of her mouth, as if she wanted to give a free and easy smile, but the poison was too deep, the facial muscles were almost completely stiff, and she couldn't smile at all, and it was already very difficult to speak, so she continued to say with great effort: " It’s not me who is powerful, it’s the Eight Diagrams Stove that Master gave me... I’ve used it for the third time, and it’s still as powerful as before. This time it doesn’t seem to work, I need the fourth..."
"Let's talk later, I'll detoxify you first." Wang Chao knelt down, grasped Taishang Laojun's wrist, and with just a light touch, a lump of flesh and blood on his wrist was rubbed to pieces.The poisoning was too deep, and An Ning's physical body was almost necrotic, and she was still or simply a miracle.
The dragon-shaped imprint wrapped around Wang Chao's right wrist, and then swam along Wang Chao's palm to An Ning's body, and soon returned to Wang Chao's wrist after swimming around for a circle. The tiny dragon head seemed to burp lightly.
(End of this chapter)
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