Chapter 271： Nightmare Nematode
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The noise of the bustling restaurant gradually faded away.
As the young man sat down, a sense of separation suddenly appeared in Bai Donglin's heart, and the world seemed to be fragmented in an infinite stretch.
Looking up, the young man in front of him disappeared, and a huge snake standing entrenched and supporting the sky was looking down at him.
The gleaming golden scales, with wings on the back, the ice cold in the vertical pupils, seems to be able to freeze the sky.
His eyes narrowed slightly. Behind the double-winged golden snake, he seemed to see something deeper, a twisted phantom condensed from pure darkness and sin, and he couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.
"Fellow?"
A misty shout came, pulling Bai Donglin out of the fragmented picture, only to see the gentle youth in front of him, looking curiously at the book in his hand.
"Fellow Daoist don't know how to call it? Seeing that you are immersed in this hidden dragon ranking, do you want to make the ranking?"
"Hehe, fellow Daoists have the strength to hit the Qianlong Ranking at a young age, and I really admire him."
"Is Fellow Dao a disciple of the Supreme Dao Saint Sect? Yes, to cultivate such a young and promising body cultivation, in this area, only the Saint Sect has this ability."
Youwei smiled, as if he really didn't know anything about Bai Donglin. He had been in the wasteland for several years, but it was a pity that he didn't even dare to step into the 100,000-mile restricted area, so he could only wander around the periphery.
The foundation of this ultimate saint sect is really not comparable to the blood of the gods. His perfect hidden ability can be mixed with the wind and water in the blood of the gods, but it is useless in front of the saint sect of the ultimate path.
He has an intuition that if he goes rashly, there will be no return.
It was a coincidence. He was walking around in the city today. He raised his head inadvertently and saw Bai Donglin through the window of the restaurant.
This Bai Donglin was also one of the people that the Black Mist Demon King wanted him to kill at the time, Zijiu and Yundi were both sent out by him.
The little guy in front of him is not easy. Zijiu and both of them are dead, but he is still alive and well, and Youvii's curiosity about Bai Donglin grows stronger.
Bai Donglin sighed in his heart, and slowly closed the book in his hand. This overdraft was a lucky fruit for a hundred years and then suffered a lot. Just after leaving the sect, he met a difficult guy.
"Friend Youvio, I am ordering Donglai to have an ordinary cultivation level. I shouldn't be so praised. It is only curious to watch this Qianlong ranking. It is far from being able to talk about the ranking."
"Disappointed fellow Daoist, I am not a disciple of the Supreme Dao Saint Sect, just a casual cultivator."
Seeing people talking, talking nonsense when meeting ghosts, Bai Donglin was talking nonsense. In fact, he was right. He was indeed not a disciple of the Saint Sect of the Extreme Dao before he completed the trial of the Extreme Dao.
"Hahaha, that's the case, it's because I want something wrong, come and come, make friends, drink and drink!"
Youvii did not reveal Bai Donglin's lies, and turned against the guest, adding a pair of tableware with a natural look, welcoming Bai Donglin to drink.
Bai Donglin dealt with it casually, thinking secretly in his heart, what exactly is the origin of this quiet viper.
Although he didn't sense any obvious malice in Youvii, the picture he had just sensed was definitely not groundless. The golden scaled giant snake with wings on its back, besides the monster race, only the bloodline body repair is possible. Could it be with the blood of the gods? Holy sect related?
And the twisted phantom that chilled his heart, this quiet viper is definitely not a good person, and that pure dark crime is not something ordinary people can have.
"Hahaha, I am really lucky to be able to meet Taoist Ling today. Thank you for your hospitality. If you have something to do, let's say goodbye!"
Unexpectedly, after he was full of food and drink, this Youvii took the initiative to leave. Under Bai Donglin's sight, his figure slowly disappeared at the end of the street.
It seems that this extremely enthusiastic Youvi is really just a passer-by.
Bai Donglin's eyes sank slightly, and the powerful spirit power swept back and forth in his body, and he slowly retracted it after a long time without gain.
A powerful monk, is it really just to eat and drink?
"Nightmare nematodes have already been planted, and I want to see what magical things this little guy has that can save you time and time again."
The cold vertical pupils appeared in Youvi's eyes, and his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye. This was also the purpose of his wandering outside the Extreme Dao Sacred Sect all these years.
Meeting Bai Donglin was only an unexpected gain. Before that, as long as he met the monks of the Extreme Sacred Sect and those whose cultivation level did not exceed him, he was left behind by him.
The Nightmare Nematode is also one of the bloodline talents of the Nightmare Hydra, which can be deeply lurking in people's dreams.
Especially because monks don't sleep all year round, and there is no possibility of discovering them if they don't enter the dream state. This method can be said to be extremely concealed.
There is no way, he dare not venture into the Extreme Sacred Sect, he can only use this method to collect information.
"Everything happens, there is always a trace to follow. As long as enough information is collected, I will be able to figure out what I want!"
…
Bai Donglin thought over and over again, always feeling something wrong, he has always been cautious, not to mention this Youvii's behavior is so weird.
He was not in the mood to continue having fun, and dropped a few spirit stones, and his figure disappeared in the restaurant for a flash.
Low-dimensional world.
Bai Donglin's figure appeared out of thin air on the scarlet altar, and the three souls jumped out of the sea, sitting cross-legged with solemn expressions, forming a three-talent formation. Bai Donglin was located in the center of the formation.
As the mind urged, the dimensions of the physical body began to fall, instantly turning into a two-dimensional life, and the high-dimensional sight of the three souls fell, carefully examining it inside and out.
"Hey, I found it, come out for me!"
The Evil sneered in a low voice, raging black flames ignited all over his body, his hands protruding out, and turned into endless silk threads, deep into Bai Donglin's dream.
Falling into the two-dimensional Bai Donglin, everything at this time is manifested, including the conceptual abstract dream.
A ball of pitch-black twisted thread, like countless tiny nematodes, is tightly wound, lurking at the bottom of the dream.
The countless tough soul threads immediately entangled them, the twisted thread **** were stimulated, and they immediately struggled fiercely.
"Huh! This quiet viper really has a lot of background. It's not easy for this little thing to be forcibly dropped into the dimension, and it still has the power to resist."
In the low-dimensional world, resisting Bai Donglin's will as the "master of the world" has always been only the remnant soul of the Black Mist Demon Emperor.
In other words, the dark hands left by this Youvii also have the characteristics of a powerful and powerful person.
"Amitabha!"
The Supreme Virtue recites the Buddha's sound, and as soon as he points it out, countless Sanskrit scripts poured down, flying and condensing into a golden light "卍", instantly appearing on the twisted thread, the Buddha's light shed, and the struggle of the thread suddenly weakened.
Wuwei opened his indifferent eyes, UU Reading , black and white qi gushing out, blending into a yin and yang figure of Tai Chi, wrapped around a twisted ball of thread, and pulled it out of the depths of the dream in the next moment.
The black and white orb, which was superimposed by the power of the heavy ban, hovered in the formation of the three talents that banned everything, and suddenly quieted down.
Bai Dong faced the dimensional transition, restored to his original shape, and his expression was gloomy and terribly gloomy. If he hadn't had an extra heart, he would really have fallen this time.
"Haha, Youvii, you are really good!"
No matter what identity this Youvii was, and what purpose he shot at him, Liang Zi had already settled and was destined to never die.
With a lightly stepped foot, the scarlet altar left a gap, and countless scarlet rays shot out.
The black and white sphere was pulled into the depths and completely suppressed.
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The noise of the bustling restaurant gradually faded away.
As the young man sat down, a sense of separation suddenly appeared in Bai Donglin's heart, and the world seemed to be fragmented in an infinite stretch.
Looking up, the young man in front of him disappeared, and a huge snake standing entrenched and supporting the sky was looking down at him.
The gleaming golden scales, with wings on the back, the ice cold in the vertical pupils, seems to be able to freeze the sky.
His eyes narrowed slightly. Behind the double-winged golden snake, he seemed to see something deeper, a twisted phantom condensed from pure darkness and sin, and he couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.
"Fellow?"
A misty shout came, pulling Bai Donglin out of the fragmented picture, only to see the gentle youth in front of him, looking curiously at the book in his hand.
"Fellow Daoist don't know how to call it? Seeing that you are immersed in this hidden dragon ranking, do you want to make the ranking?"
"Hehe, fellow Daoists have the strength to hit the Qianlong Ranking at a young age, and I really admire him."
"Is Fellow Dao a disciple of the Supreme Dao Saint Sect? Yes, to cultivate such a young and promising body cultivation, in this area, only the Saint Sect has this ability."
Youwei smiled, as if he really didn't know anything about Bai Donglin. He had been in the wasteland for several years, but it was a pity that he didn't even dare to step into the 100,000-mile restricted area, so he could only wander around the periphery.
The foundation of this ultimate saint sect is really not comparable to the blood of the gods. His perfect hidden ability can be mixed with the wind and water in the blood of the gods, but it is useless in front of the saint sect of the ultimate path.
He has an intuition that if he goes rashly, there will be no return.
It was a coincidence. He was walking around in the city today. He raised his head inadvertently and saw Bai Donglin through the window of the restaurant.
This Bai Donglin was also one of the people that the Black Mist Demon King wanted him to kill at the time, Zijiu and Yundi were both sent out by him.
The little guy in front of him is not easy. Zijiu and both of them are dead, but he is still alive and well, and Youvii's curiosity about Bai Donglin grows stronger.
Bai Donglin sighed in his heart, and slowly closed the book in his hand. This overdraft was a lucky fruit for a hundred years and then suffered a lot. Just after leaving the sect, he met a difficult guy.
"Friend Youvio, I am ordering Donglai to have an ordinary cultivation level. I shouldn't be so praised. It is only curious to watch this Qianlong ranking. It is far from being able to talk about the ranking."
"Disappointed fellow Daoist, I am not a disciple of the Supreme Dao Saint Sect, just a casual cultivator."
Seeing people talking, talking nonsense when meeting ghosts, Bai Donglin was talking nonsense. In fact, he was right. He was indeed not a disciple of the Saint Sect of the Extreme Dao before he completed the trial of the Extreme Dao.
"Hahaha, that's the case, it's because I want something wrong, come and come, make friends, drink and drink!"
Youvii did not reveal Bai Donglin's lies, and turned against the guest, adding a pair of tableware with a natural look, welcoming Bai Donglin to drink.
Bai Donglin dealt with it casually, thinking secretly in his heart, what exactly is the origin of this quiet viper.
Although he didn't sense any obvious malice in Youvii, the picture he had just sensed was definitely not groundless. The golden scaled giant snake with wings on its back, besides the monster race, only the bloodline body repair is possible. Could it be with the blood of the gods? Holy sect related?
And the twisted phantom that chilled his heart, this quiet viper is definitely not a good person, and that pure dark crime is not something ordinary people can have.
"Hahaha, I am really lucky to be able to meet Taoist Ling today. Thank you for your hospitality. If you have something to do, let's say goodbye!"
Unexpectedly, after he was full of food and drink, this Youvii took the initiative to leave. Under Bai Donglin's sight, his figure slowly disappeared at the end of the street.
It seems that this extremely enthusiastic Youvi is really just a passer-by.
Bai Donglin's eyes sank slightly, and the powerful spirit power swept back and forth in his body, and he slowly retracted it after a long time without gain.
A powerful monk, is it really just to eat and drink?
"Nightmare nematodes have already been planted, and I want to see what magical things this little guy has that can save you time and time again."
The cold vertical pupils appeared in Youvi's eyes, and his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye. This was also the purpose of his wandering outside the Extreme Dao Sacred Sect all these years.
Meeting Bai Donglin was only an unexpected gain. Before that, as long as he met the monks of the Extreme Sacred Sect and those whose cultivation level did not exceed him, he was left behind by him.
The Nightmare Nematode is also one of the bloodline talents of the Nightmare Hydra, which can be deeply lurking in people's dreams.
Especially because monks don't sleep all year round, and there is no possibility of discovering them if they don't enter the dream state. This method can be said to be extremely concealed.
There is no way, he dare not venture into the Extreme Sacred Sect, he can only use this method to collect information.
"Everything happens, there is always a trace to follow. As long as enough information is collected, I will be able to figure out what I want!"
…
Bai Donglin thought over and over again, always feeling something wrong, he has always been cautious, not to mention this Youvii's behavior is so weird.
He was not in the mood to continue having fun, and dropped a few spirit stones, and his figure disappeared in the restaurant for a flash.
Low-dimensional world.
Bai Donglin's figure appeared out of thin air on the scarlet altar, and the three souls jumped out of the sea, sitting cross-legged with solemn expressions, forming a three-talent formation. Bai Donglin was located in the center of the formation.
As the mind urged, the dimensions of the physical body began to fall, instantly turning into a two-dimensional life, and the high-dimensional sight of the three souls fell, carefully examining it inside and out.
"Hey, I found it, come out for me!"
The Evil sneered in a low voice, raging black flames ignited all over his body, his hands protruding out, and turned into endless silk threads, deep into Bai Donglin's dream.
Falling into the two-dimensional Bai Donglin, everything at this time is manifested, including the conceptual abstract dream.
A ball of pitch-black twisted thread, like countless tiny nematodes, is tightly wound, lurking at the bottom of the dream.
The countless tough soul threads immediately entangled them, the twisted thread **** were stimulated, and they immediately struggled fiercely.
"Huh! This quiet viper really has a lot of background. It's not easy for this little thing to be forcibly dropped into the dimension, and it still has the power to resist."
In the low-dimensional world, resisting Bai Donglin's will as the "master of the world" has always been only the remnant soul of the Black Mist Demon Emperor.
In other words, the dark hands left by this Youvii also have the characteristics of a powerful and powerful person.
"Amitabha!"
The Supreme Virtue recites the Buddha's sound, and as soon as he points it out, countless Sanskrit scripts poured down, flying and condensing into a golden light "卍", instantly appearing on the twisted thread, the Buddha's light shed, and the struggle of the thread suddenly weakened.
Wuwei opened his indifferent eyes, UU Reading , black and white qi gushing out, blending into a yin and yang figure of Tai Chi, wrapped around a twisted ball of thread, and pulled it out of the depths of the dream in the next moment.
The black and white orb, which was superimposed by the power of the heavy ban, hovered in the formation of the three talents that banned everything, and suddenly quieted down.
Bai Dong faced the dimensional transition, restored to his original shape, and his expression was gloomy and terribly gloomy. If he hadn't had an extra heart, he would really have fallen this time.
"Haha, Youvii, you are really good!"
No matter what identity this Youvii was, and what purpose he shot at him, Liang Zi had already settled and was destined to never die.
With a lightly stepped foot, the scarlet altar left a gap, and countless scarlet rays shot out.
The black and white sphere was pulled into the depths and completely suppressed.
In order to facilitate the next reading, you can click "Favorites" below to record the reading record of this time (Chapter 272 Nightmare Nematode), and you can see it next time you open the bookshelf!
If you like "I'm Too Strong, Immortal", please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.), thank you for your support! ()
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