The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist! Chapter 1158: : The blood of the demon saint
There are many ways to refine puppets, and you can do it with pill.
However, Fang Lin is currently in a state where he can't make alchemy at all. Even if he can make alchemy, there is no time at all. I am afraid that if the pill has not been made, he will already become the second demon.
As for other methods, it is difficult to achieve results after a while.
While dealing with the deeply enchanted Long Jiankong, the old mummy said: "I can help you make it into a puppet, but I also want your help and share my holy spirit."
Fang Lin nodded without hesitation after hearing this.
I can’t do anything if I don’t agree. I’m almost becoming the second monster. Right now, I can only use the dead horse as a living horse doctor, placing hope on the old mummy.
At the moment, a holy energy swept out of Fang Lin's body, and entered the old Gan's body with immense power.
The old mummy received this holy energy, his aura soared, and his palm knocked Long Jiankong to the ground.
Long Jiankong roared again and again, and just about to stand up, he saw five demon chains swept over him, entangled Long Jiankong's limbs and neck.
The old mummy held a demon-qi chain in his hand and bound Long Jiankong, and for a while, Long Jiankong could not move.
I saw the old mummy's other hand repeatedly punching out the seal, which turned into several ancient monsters, and sank into the body of Long Jiankong.
Fang Lin doesn't know the ancient texts of the monster clan, but those few texts are obviously the oldest texts of the monster clan. I am afraid that not many monsters can understand the entire clan of monsters.
Long Jiankong's body trembled uncontrollably, as if the demon qi of the whole body was constantly leaking out.
The old mummy suddenly stepped forward and pointed at Long Jiankong's forehead.
When this finger went down, Long Jiankong trembled more severely, and fell to the ground with a pop.
"Huh? This guy is a bit powerful, it's not so easy to become a puppet!" The old mummy was a little surprised, and again condensed a few ancient monsters, and penetrated into Long Jiankong again.
Long Jiankong let out a low growl in his throat, and a fierce light emerged from his eyes, as if he was resisting the power of the old mummy.
The black long sword sensed something wrong, and wanted to rush back to Long Jiankong to save him, but was blocked by the **** long sword and couldn't return to Long Jiankong at all.
When Fang Lin saw that Long Jiankong seemed to be restrained by the old mummy, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. The signs of demonization on his body also slowed down a bit, and it seemed that the situation was developing for the better.
At this moment, Long Jiankong's eyes suddenly regained clarity, the devilishness faded, and the human form once again dominated Long Jiankong's body.
"Want to refine me into a puppet? Too naive!" Long Jiankong said coldly. The black lines on his face were constantly changing, and it turned into a few obscure words, which made Long Jiankong a certain This unusual power can resist the control of the old mummy monster clan ancient characters.
At the same time, Fang Lin's demonization suddenly accelerated, and black lines began to spread toward Fang Lin's face.
"Hurry up!" Fang Lin shouted, a trace of black energy filled his eyes, which was a sign that the devil energy had grown too much in Fang Lin's body.
The old mummy said with an impatient look: "Fart! How can this guy become a puppet so easily?"
Fang Lin didn't care about anything, and scolded: "Slower, I'm going to be done!"
The old mummy grinned, biting the tip of his tongue directly, spraying a drop of demon blood, dripping on the center of the eyebrow of Long Jiankong.
This is a drop of the blood of the demon saint, with infinite magical effects and power, which can greatly enhance the power of the ancient characters of the demon race.
Of course, in the current state of the old mummy, this kind of blood of the demon saint is very rare, and one drop is less than one drop. If it were not for Fang Lin to refine the Nirvana Pill for him, he would not bear to consume the demon saint. Of blood.
At this moment, the blood of the demon saint entered his body, and Long Jiankong was finally unable to resist.
The black lines are restrained, and the ancient texts of the monster race have the upper hand, making up for the dragon's body, and completely suppressing its devilish energy and demon nature.
"It's OK, it's okay now. After three days, this guy will completely become a puppet." The old mummy said with a breath.
Fang Lin felt that the magic energy in his body gradually receded, but the magic pill remained in his body and did not disappear.
But right now, the crisis is temporarily lifted. As long as Long Jiankong does not die, then he will not become the second demon. Just take some time to slowly get rid of the magic pill.
The black long sword also wailed at this moment, and fell to the ground, losing its light and breath, and seemed to become an ordinary long sword.
The old mummy didn't let go of the **** to Long Jiankong. The five demon chains still imprisoned Long Jiankong's monster, for fear that this guy would have any means to struggle.
At this time, Fang Lin noticed the surroundings.
This place is obviously the deepest place under the Falling Demon Cliff. You can't see the slightest light when you look up. It seems that there is some power blocking the bottom of the Falling Demon Cliff from the outside world.
And the bottom of the falling magic cliff, at this moment, is as bright as day, and the eyes are full of fragments of bones. In the fight between the old mummy and the dragon, these bones were naturally not immune, and they were basically destroyed. .
There are also some fresh corpses. The shriveled corpses of the six spiritual source powerhouses are here, but they are also very miserable.
Fang Lin secretly sighed that he was as strong as a spiritual source master and ended up like this. His own strength is indeed much stronger than before, but he still cannot be proud and complacent.
"Huh? This is?" Suddenly, Fang Lin found a corpse, half a corpse to be precise, because the lower half of the corpse was gone, only the upper half still existed, but only The remaining bones, full of cracks, will fall apart at any time.
But it was this half-mutilated skeleton~IndoMTL.com~ that caught Fang Lin's attention.
It even caused an abnormal movement of the Supreme Temple in Fang Lin's palm.
A trace of supreme aura permeated from the half-skeleton, and shook the supreme temple that Fang Lin carried with him.
Fang Lin immediately reacted. This half-skeleton was probably one of the descendants of the Supreme Temple during his lifetime. Otherwise, it would be impossible to still have the breath of the Supreme after death.
At the moment, Fang Lin struggled to stand up and walked to the half of the wreck. Just when he approached, he saw a weak light source slowly flying out of the half of the wreck, floating in front of Fang Lin. .
The old mummy was slightly surprised when he saw this scene, but didn't ask much. This might be another opportunity for Fang Lin.
Fang Lin looked at this light source, feeling in his heart that this was indeed one of the twelve temple heirs before his life, but he died here, by the hand of Long Jiankong, which is really embarrassing.
"Since you are dead, then your inheritance is mine." Fang Lin said in his heart, reaching out to grab this light source.