Chapter 125 Deadpool
"How could this happen!" Ling Fan was shocked. The muscle on his shoulder had no sense of any consciousness! It was completely numb, without a trace of touch, as if the muscle had been isolated from his body.
This feeling was so terrifying. He didn't expect that these blood-colored lotus would have this ability. If the body continues to be touched by the blood-colored lotus, the consequences would be really unimaginable. His scalp would be numb if he thought about it.
"What should I do? I have to think of a way. If this continues, I will definitely lose this time!" Ling Fan used the magic technique to the extreme, avoiding the blood lotus with a strange step, while thinking about countermeasures.
The blood lotus floating in the air was too dense. Even if Ling Fan used the magic technique to the extreme, he had several parts of his body touched by the blood lotus. The snow lotus immediately took root on his body and bloomed with beauty.
Seeing this, Ling Fan's calm heart began to worry. It was already a critical moment. If he didn't think of a solution, he might have really capsized in the gutter.
Just as he was anxious, a sudden flash of inspiration in his mind seemed to have thought of something in an instant, and a happy expression immediately appeared on his face.
"The Great Demon Seal, Forbidden the Air!" Ling Fan flipped his five fingers repeatedly, pinched the seal with his hands, and then his hands suddenly hit each other strongly, and shouted in vain.
In an instant, as Ling Fan's shout fell, a huge illusory handprint of a hundred meters suddenly landed from the sky. The handprint directly blasted down, covering all the blood lotus through the blood lotus.
At this moment, the blood lotus flowers were solidified, yes, completely solidified in the air, and no longer floated, as if everything was forbidden.
Although Ling Fan was also within the coverage of the handprints, he himself was not affected at all, because this move was originally used by him, so it did not affect him at all.
However, Zhang Shaobai was not so lucky. When the huge illusory handprint was knocked down from the secret, he had no time to react, and his whole body frozen in an instant, and his whole expression was frozen in that moment. Surprised and shocked, Zhang Shaobai's face was full of surprise and shock, because he had not had time to figure out the reason at that moment, so his expression was frozen in that moment.
Ling Fan looked at Zhang Shaobai a few times and found that although his expression was frozen, his eyes were still bright, which means that his thoughts were still there and his brain could still think about things. Two words could be read from his eyes: Shock!
"Zhang Shaobai, this is the fact. Facts are better than words. You have 'taken for granted' this time." Ling Fan deliberately emphasized the three words "taken for granted", but at this time it was extremely harsh in Zhang Shaobai's ears, but there was no reaction because his whole body was frozen by space.
"But to be honest, your move is quite powerful, I almost fell into your hands." Ling Fan also told the truth. If Ling Fan had not thought of the Great Seal at the critical moment that the Great Seal had already practiced to the level of cultivation and had the ability to forbidden air, he would not have been able to use the Great Seal at the most critical moment. If he had not used the Great Seal, he would have lost this time, Ling Fan.
"Zhang Shaobai, I'll take the lead. This seal will be automatically untied after an hour. For the sake of fire, I can only seal you here first." Ling Fan said to Zhang Shaobai, and then walked towards the death pool that the Demon said was called by the Demon in Zhang Shaobai's unwilling eyes.
Zhang Shaobai never thought that he would lose this time, and he was defeated by an eight-star spiritual soldier. He was defeated so badly that he was even imprisoned in his body. He only had his mind to move, and even if he wanted to speak, his mouth could not be opened. This result was something he had never expected before.
Ling Fan did not take care of Zhang Shaobai, and he did not intend to kill him. It was not because the elder had banned him. But what Zhang Shaobai said before gave him a new understanding of Zhang Shaobai. He did not have a deep hatred for such a person, so Ling Fan did not kill him. If there was a deep hatred, even if Ling Fan admired him, he would kill him, because the more powerful that person was, the greater the threat to him.
Ling Fan walked out of the coverage of the huge illusory handprints and did not continue to move forward because he had to solve the blood lotus that had taken root and sprouted on himself.
At this time, blood lotus grew in four places on Ling Fan's body, namely the left and right shoulders and the left and right chests. Four blood lotus flowers bloomed in these four places. From a distance, they looked like Ling Fan, complementing each other and adding a different style to Ling Fan.
However, Ling Fan was not in the mood to care about this. He looked down at the two blood lotus on his chest, pondered for a while, and then pondered: "Although Zhang Shaobai was imprisoned by space, the ability of these blood lotus is still there, and the muscles rooted by the blood lotus still have no feeling. It seems that the blood lotus must be pulled out of his body."
After Ling Fan finished speaking, he stopped hesitating and placed his right hand on his left chest, clasped his palm tightly at the root of the Blood Lotus, and then he exerted force on his palm, and the Blood Lotus immediately pulled out of his muscles bit by bit.
"Ah!" Ling Fan bit his lips tightly, endured the strong pain, and continued to pluck the lotus without any mercy.
The blood lotus had already taken root and sprouted on Ling Fan's body, and was closely linked to the muscles. When the rhizome of the blood lotus slowly pulled out of the muscles, Ling Fan's left chest felt as if the muscles were about to explode, heart-wrenching pain!
Although it was painful, Ling Fan knew that the blood lotus must be pulled out of his body. Only in this way can the already numb nerves be activated again and the muscles become sensible again.
Ling Fan endured the severe pain and pulled out the blood lotus from his body one by one. After the blood lotus was pulled out, Ling Fan moved his shoulders and rubbed his shoulders. After a while, his shoulders and left and right chests began to feel feelings again. Ling Fan was relieved and continued to move forward.
Ling Fan followed the route shown by the Demon, and after half an hour, he crossed a big tree with a single tree. The perspective in front of him suddenly became clear. Without the lush forest before, there was only a dead and withered land. There were a few yellow trees scattered in this place. The ground that should have been green grass, but now it was full of yellowed and dead grass tilted its head.
Ling Fan guessed that this place should have been connected to the dense forest before, but he didn't know why it turned into such a desolate scene.
However, for this reason, the vision became much wider. Ling Fan looked into the distance and suddenly felt something, and then walked forward quickly.
Looking at the pool of water appearing in front of him, Ling Fan's calm mood finally became uncontrollable. The pool of water was generally round and did not flow, completely like a mirror with no ripples. Moreover, there seemed to be a hint of cold air on the surface of the pool, giving people a feeling of silence, without the sense of vitality that any water should have.
"This pool water does not flow like other waters, and it has a strong sense of silence. This pool must be the so-called pool, and only such pool water can be called the pool." Ling Fan said to himself as he looked at the pool water, and then became excited: "Haha, I didn't expect that it was the first one to find this place. It's so good luck. I must be the one who fired this time." Ling Fan laughed.
But before long, his laughter came to an abrupt end, because he suddenly noticed a figure in white clothes like snow slowly. The figure was covered in a chill all over his body. Although he had a beautiful face, it was always as cold as snow, and there was no joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, as if he was born with ice and snow.
"Ruoxue!" Ling Fan never expected that the second person who found the Death Tan was Ruoxue. He felt that God had made a big joke with him, and that he would be the first person to find the Death Tan, and that the second person to find the Death Tan was Ruoxue. It would be easy to deal with someone else, but the person who came was Ruoxue who had an ambiguous relationship with him. After all, the fire is the rarest spiritual fire, and anyone who is always moved by someone. He really doesn't know what to do if he grabs Ruoxue later. In a moment, Ling Fan fell into a dilemma.
Chapter completed!