Like insects wrapped in spider webs, Li Ang hung in the air,

The dense and slender threads of silk passed through the body, pulling the flesh and blood, cruel as if they were executed, and had a strange and spectacular feeling.

The pain like thousands of ants sucked the body and hit her mind. Li Ang felt that her brain was hit by a hammer, and her eyes turned black.

This may be an illusion caused by severe pain, or it may not be - a strand of ink-colored silk thread pierced the left eyeball and bloomed in front of the eye socket like a flower.

If there is an outsider here, he will definitely scream in horror, saying that Li Xiaolangjun was eaten by a monster, right?

While enduring the pain, Li Ang laughed at himself in his heart.

I originally wanted to find out the source of the ink silk, find a way to suppress the ink silk, and then break through to the cloud patrol realm and continue to maintain the balance between the two sides.

As a result, I wasted so long, hesitated for so long,

In the end, I decided to do it recklessly.

sir-

More and more ink-colored silk threads emerged from Li Ang's skin.

He was like a caterpillar, gradually submerged in the sea of ​​silk threads, disappearing little by little.

The ink silk clone far outside Chang'an City swallowed a large amount of special metals and was immediately strengthened.

This strengthening is directly transmitted to each clone and the body of the ink silk in Li Ang’s body through mysterious and mysterious connections.

The balance has been broken, and the body of the ink silk is eroding Li Ang's bones, internal organs, muscles, blood vessels, nerves,

He gradually couldn't feel his legs and arms, and even his eyes were fading away bit by bit.

If the ink silk continues to erode, you may become an inactive human statue, right?

Even worse, it turns into a silk polymer covered in human skin.

Or the silk thread usurped the body's command and became a doll under the reverse control of the silk thread.

There is only one way to save yourself.

Suppress the ink silk again.

‘Give me, stop!’

Li Ang roared silently, the sea of ​​energy was running wildly, and storm waves were set off from the spiritual veins, pumping out spiritual energy at all costs.

Generally speaking, there is an upper limit for the spiritual energy output by a monk every second, and it is rare to pour out the spiritual energy in his body in an instant.

This is because almost no magic can be so crazy.

It is also because exhausting spiritual energy in a short period of time will damage the mind and shake the spiritual aggregate.

Moreover, because the high power pours out spiritual energy, it will directly damage the Qihai and spiritual veins.

Just like a pool of water, if you have to emptie all of it within one minute, you can only risk squeezing the water pipe and increasing the water pressure.

The pool is the sea of ​​Qi, and the spiritual veins are the water pipes.

Once the spiritual energy pumped out exceeds a certain amount within the time limit, the Qi sea and spiritual veins will be damaged, and this damage is permanent and extremely difficult to repair.

The future path of practice will also be affected and even become an insurmountable barrier.

However, Li Ang doesn't care about so much now.

He squeezed out the sea of ​​Qi, drove the spiritual veins, and converted them all into mental power.

The invisible power of thought was like a handful of blades, slashing at the ink silk on his body.

At the same time, a soundproof note was thrown out by the palm of your hand and throw it toward your head.

Zheng!

The power of thought and ink silk collided in the air, and a sharp sound of gold and iron interlaced.

The newly born silk that had just been produced, slightly thinner, was cut off by the power of thought.

And those tougher silk threads still stood tenaciously.

How much benefit did the toughness of the previous ink silk bring to Li Ang?

How much trouble has it caused to Li Ang now.

He did not change his face, pulled out the dagger tied to his waist, attached his mind to the dagger,

He held the dagger and put the blade on his chest and cut it hard.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Just as the steel cable broke, the ink wires were divided, and a space that could be seen was barely cleared in front of Li Ang.

He dropped the dagger full of broken holes, released his mind power, and hooked it from afar.

The glow crossbow given to him by Shan Changlian Xuanxiao immediately flew out from the personal box in the corner of the laboratory.

Bang.

The glow crossbow was quite heavy, and Li Ang took the heavy crossbow and turned the crossbow body.

Point the arrow groove toward the top of your head.

Then, pull the crossbow machine.

Buzz —

The tip of the glow crossbow gathers dazzling light at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The ink silk on top of Li Ang's head seemed to be noticed, and it changed its shape automatically, shrinking from the fluffy and stretching silk thread into an ordinary kelp shape, attached to Li Ang's scalp.

However, Li Ang did not give Mo Si a chance to escape.

He turned the direction of the glow crossbow to make it close to his scalp.

After a brief delay, the spherical light blasted out straight and flew across Li Ang's head.

laugh--

A large piece of ink silk on the top of Li Ang’s head was directly blasted into thin residue.

These ink silks gathered together hard, trying to contact the ink silk body in Li Ang's body and take this opportunity to rebirth.

As long as the body of the ink silk is still there, these damages are nothing at all and can be restored as before in a few seconds.

How could Li Ang give them this opportunity?

He directly released his spiritual power to curb the ink silk in his body and hinder the regeneration of the other party.

At the same time, the glow crossbow was turned again, aimed it at his shoulder, and pulled the crossbow machine.

The burst light ball shines in the room for the second time.

The ink silk on Li Ang's shoulder was also crushed by the light balls stimulated by the glow crossbow.

Then, the arms, ankles, spine...

Li Ang pulled the crossbow again and again indifferently. Under his efforts to curb, the ink silk clone in his body could not support the tentacles outside for a short time.

The ink silk outside became broken due to severe damage.

Tick.

Blood dripped from Li Ang's fingertips,

At such a close distance, the fierce enthusiasm emitted by the glow crossbow ball is definitely not something the human body can face directly.

His neck, spine, hands and feet were full of traces of burning glow crossbows.

Some skin even directly burned, as dark as carbon, exuding a disgusting aroma of barbecue.

This is already considered a severe burn?

Li Ang looked down at himself, looking at his body, full of coke, smiled silently and picked up the glow crossbow and pressed it on his chest.

It was not enough. In these rounds of shooting, the light wiped away the ink silk tentacles that extended from the surface of the body.

If you want to suppress the ink silk again, you can only take the most heroic and direct measures.

Click.

The fingers pulled the crossbow machine, and the next moment, the light ball bloomed against the skin.

Without any delay, the skin on the chest exploded, and the entire piece of Li Ang's chest cavity was sunken, and all the ribs were broken.

The skin was torn apart, revealing a pounding heart, fresh organs, and ink silk that entrenched around the spine.

The light ball was still shining, slowly and firmly pushing towards Li Ang's spine.

The body of the ink silk finally couldn't hold back and shot out in an instant, facing the light ball head-on.

boom!

After the explosion sounded, Li Ang subconsciously released the glow crossbow, and his whole body was hit on the wall by the aftermath of the explosion, smashing a human-shaped dent.
Chapter completed!