Chapter 424: Escape
The devil's hand seemed impatient with such slow movement. It stretched out a finger and flicked it lightly. A jet of black air as dark as ink and extremely agile shot towards Zhan Nianchuan at an astonishing speed.
Not good!
Zhan Nianchuan's heart trembled. Just as he was about to use his power, he was tied up tightly by the rope transformed by the devil's energy. He was completely unable to move. He could only hastily stimulate a layer of protective aura.
However, the power of this rope was extremely terrifying. In a flash, it crushed the protective aura stimulated by Zhan Nianchuan, and continued to strangle Zhan Nianchuan's body unstoppably, trying to strangle him directly to death.
Even with Zhan Nianchuan's strong body and the protection of the middle-grade soft armor of the Xuan level, the scales were broken, the skin was cracked, and blood kept pouring out, and then it was instantly sucked away by the devil's hand.
After getting so much blood, the devil's hand clenched his fist with joy and suddenly increased the strength of the rope, which caused Zhan Nianchuan's tendons to break and even his bones to make a popping sound.
The blood all over his body gushed out crazily and was constantly sucked away, even forming a blood line in the air.
Zhan Nianchuan's breath quickly weakened, and his face became paler and paler.
At this critical moment, something unexpected happened to Zhan Nianchuan and the magic hand.
The golden bowl that Zhan Nianchuan held tightly in his hand seemed to be stimulated by the black demonic energy wrapped around Zhan Nianchuan, and it actually emitted a dazzling golden light on its own.
Under the illumination of this peaceful and solemn Buddha light, the black rope that was originally unstoppable suddenly dissipated its black energy quickly, and directly retreated dozens of feet backwards, and once again merged into the shriveled magic hand.
"Bang!"
The magic hand clenched his fist and pounded the ground in anger, causing the entire hall to tremble violently, and the soil and rocks above kept falling, and soon buried half of the entire hall.
A monstrous and fierce aura emanated from the magic hand, sweeping towards Zhan Nianchuan like a raging wave, trying to drown him.
Even under the peaceful and solemn Buddha's light, this fierce aura was mostly eliminated, but Zhan Nianchuan's mind was still occupied by all kinds of cruel and violent thoughts. His eyes were bloodshot, his face was bulging with blue veins, and even blood flowed from his seven orifices.
He breathed rapidly and desperately operated the Soul Refining Technique, trying to maintain the only remaining clarity in his mind.
However, this was easier said than done. Although this shriveled magic hand had been suppressed and sealed for tens of thousands of years and had weakened to the extreme, less than one thousandth of its original strength, and was affected by the Buddha's light of the golden bowl, which caused most of the power of the magic thoughts to be eliminated, it was not something that Zhan Nianchuan, a small Qi Condensation Realm cultivator, could resist.
The magic hand moved slightly, as if it was a little puzzled that Zhan Nianchuan could still maintain his clarity of mind under the invasion of his own magic energy.
After a cup of tea, Zhan Nianchuan, who had been struggling to hold on, finally reached his limit. Even his eyeballs were bleeding. His will dam could no longer block the invasion of the monstrous evil thoughts, and began to collapse in sections, with inhuman roars coming out of his mouth.
Seeing this scene, the magic hand seemed to relax, and his clenched fist began to loosen.
In this darkest moment, Zhan Nianchuan still did not give up the last struggle. He struggled to resist the evil thoughts that invaded his mind, and at the same time, he suddenly injected the remaining spiritual power in his body into the bowl in his hand, making the Buddha's light more dazzling.
He can be killed, but he must not be defeated!
The magic hand tapped the ground disdainfully, not caring about Zhan Nianchuan's actions.
It could see that the little reptile's magic power was about to run out. After a while, he would no longer be able to activate this magic weapon, and then he would have to let it slaughter him.
Thinking that he would soon be able to absorb Zhan Nianchuan's blood and essence, the magic hand could no longer suppress its excitement, and its five fingers could not help but rubbed.
This guy's blood and energy are too strong and vigorous!
Compared with him, the demon man who was swallowed by it just now is not even as good as garbage.
The magic hand has been sealed and suppressed for tens of thousands of years, and it has long been exhausted. Zhan Nianchuan, who has vigorous blood and energy, is the best tonic for it.
However, the next moment, it suddenly clenched its five fingers, tilted slightly forward, and took a defensive posture.
It was shocked to find that the golden bowl in Zhan Nianchuan's hand suddenly shone with Buddha's light, which was several times stronger than before. The demonic energy it had previously emitted was like snowflakes encountering the sun, and it was quickly melted away.
And Zhan Nianchuan had the ability to move for the first time under the protection of this Buddha's light.
He took out a handful of pills and swallowed them in one breath. He felt the power of the medicine dissolving in his body, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, his heart full of gratitude and fear.
Just now, when his consciousness was about to collapse, he desperately tried to inject everything he had into the Buddhist instrument in his hand to control this sacred object of Buddhism to fight against the magic hand.
In this situation, he suddenly felt something inexplicable flowing into the golden bowl along with the mana in his body. Then he was surprised and surprised to find that the power of the golden bowl increased several times in an instant, not only completely dissolving the demonic energy, but also cleansing the demonic thoughts raging in his mind, allowing him to control himself again.
Regardless of the hideous wounds all over his body, Zhan Nianchuan blocked the golden bowl in front of him, staring at the shriveled demonic hand as if facing a great enemy, and slowly retreated.
He could feel the greed and fear of the monster, and knew that now was still the most dangerous time, and he had to leave quickly.
As the power of the blood essence pill flowed into his body, coupled with Zhan Nianchuan's terrifying physical recovery ability, his blood and qi quickly recovered, which made the Buddha's light more intense, stimulating the shriveled magic hand to clench and loosen its five fingers.
It was hesitating.
Zhan Nianchuan's abundant blood and qi were a fatal temptation to it, but the rising Buddha's light restrained all evil monsters, even it had to be wary.
It knew this Buddhist holy object that had suppressed it for tens of thousands of years very well.
However, Zhan Nianchuan would not give it time to think. After trying to move backwards and the magic hand did not respond, he suddenly increased his escape speed several times!
After sinking into the soil, Zhan Nianchuan quickly fled upwards.
After feeling that its most delicious and most desired prey had escaped, the shriveled demon hand was extremely irritable. It punched the surrounding stone walls several times in a row, making a series of loud rumbling sounds, completely shaking the entire hall, and then turned into a black light and quickly chased in the direction of Zhan Nianchuan's escape.
It was unwilling to watch Zhan Nianchuan escape, and decided to pay a certain price to devour Zhan Nianchuan.
Its escape speed was far faster than Zhan Nianchuan, whose strength was greatly damaged, and it quickly closed the distance between the two.
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On the ground.
Ye Ziyi and Fang Jianxiong, who were playing chess, both frowned.
"Fang Daoyou, did you feel it? It seems that there is a ground dragon turning over below." Ye Ziyi said a little uncertainly.
Fang Jianxiong also vaguely felt that there was a vibration underground, but he didn't care too much.
"Haha, Daoist Fellow Ye, don't worry. It looks like even if there is something, it's very minor. You see, none of the disciples from our sects have come out, so it's probably nothing serious. Otherwise, no matter how good the spiritual stone is, you have to live to spend it. Come on, Daoist Fellow Ye, it's your turn."
Ye Ziyi nodded, agreeing with Fang Jianxiong's opinion, and scolded Chen Feng and the square-faced man in her heart:
"Two damn rubbish! Have you never seen a spiritual stone? The important thing is to quickly abduct this guy Li Hong. You actually have to stay down there for so long for a low-level spiritual stone with insufficient spiritual energy. I'll deal with you later!"
While cursing Chen Feng and the others, Ye Ziyi looked at the tense chess game and slowly placed a piece.
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