Wet viviparity

Chapter 256 Coincidence, Insect Arm
The Yin Talisman affixed to the centipede's head began to take effect, and small amounts of memories were sent into Ji Ming's mind.

The hidden arm on the centipede head disappeared, and then the centipede head quickly turned into powder. The soul-searching talisman on its head immediately detached and returned to Ji Ming's hand.

The two men cast inquiring glances at Ji Ming, but Ji Ming just shook his head.

There was not much useful information in that person's memory. He only saw a strange door, which was covered with densely packed strange pupae. Just one glance made people feel physically uncomfortable.

Even though they killed three cultivators in a row, there was no joy on their faces.

In the night sky, arms were squeezing out and hanging down from the night sky like hanging ropes, forming beautiful arcs, and they grabbed towards Ji Ming and others one by one.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of clapping hands was heard, and the two gentlemen looked towards Ji Ming and saw the soothing green leaves.

"Brother, let's do it too."

"Not urgent."

Linshui Jun didn't know whether Jin Tong's technique was the last trump card, but theirs was. Since it was the trump card, it must be kept until the last, the most urgent and dangerous time, and one must not act rashly.

The Jing Gang Qi leaf was held between his two fingers. Ji Ming was not at all panicked, nor was he in a hurry to perform his magic.

Judging from previous situations, those strange arms were more like manipulating "puppets" and it was unlikely that they themselves possessed great magical powers. He still had to find out the situation.

"Linshui Jun."

Ji Ming shouted, and then a blue sword light flashed across the night sky, rushing into the dozens of meters long arms hanging down without hesitation.

The long arms danced like snakes, and the palms grabbed towards the sword light. The speed was so fast that it stirred up gusts of wind in the air, causing the trees and rocks on the surrounding mountains to shake and dust to fly.

The sword light of Linshuijun's body and sword kept moving, but he couldn't cut off a single arm. Finally, he used his "Water Monster and Fire Demon Summoning Technique" and spit out an eight-clawed octopus monster that was attached to the sword. Scales grew on the sword body, and it flew in the air like a fish in water.

There were constant clinking sounds in the air, sparks of fire were flying, and my arms began to hurt.

The Fire Lord offered up the "Red Blade Banner" and the fire warriors around him formed a three-talent formation to protect him. Flames shone all over his body. He then rushed up to the sky on a cloud of fire. As soon as he rushed up, the long arms actually made way for him.

"Fear of fire!"

Ji Ming's eyes narrowed, and he thought to himself.

If these arms are really afraid of fire, my Golden Evil Bag spell could restrain them a little.

The long arms hanging in the air were like long whips, lashing out in the night. The moonlight was filled with afterimages of the long arms. They whipped out high-pressure air waves, which extinguished the fire magic cast by Lord Jiehuo.

The gusts of wind hit the mountain ridges, pumped into the mountain streams, and swept through the treetops. In an instant, wood chips, gravel, and large amounts of dust sprayed everywhere, and a rumbling sound was heard incessantly.

The sword light moving at high speed had no room to maneuver in the afterimages of the rioting long arms. Lin Shuijun could only dodge out of the range of the long arms' attacks and move around outside to look for flaws.

Jiehuojun didn't hold on for long before he was knocked off the cloud. The Three Elements Formation outside of his body became dim and uncertain, and was about to be broken up. However, Jiehuojun refused to make a sound, as if he would not retreat even if he was beaten to death.

"Golden Boy!" Linshui Jun jumped out in the sword light and shouted at Jiehuo Jun who was suppressed by the long arms.

"coming."

Ji Ming started to move, stepping on the strong man and stepping into the void.

The long arms seemed to sense his threat, and in an instant they abandoned the Fire-Jie Jun they were suppressing and attacked Ji Ming.

These long arms were weak and boneless, and the afterimages filled the night sky as they swung, and it was hard to tell which one was the real body. Ji Ming felt a strong wind on his face and ears, and they rushed towards him from all angles in front of him.

At this moment, the fingers holding the Jing Gang Qi leaf loosened.

"What an evil beast!"

At the same time as Ji Ming cast the spell, a beam of white light flew from the top of a mountain with a shout, crashed into the group of arms, and quickly turned around, immediately forcing those arms back.

The arms were extremely afraid of the white light and even showed signs of retreating.

Lin Shuijun's sword flashed at the right moment, jumped over the sky, and slashed all the way, causing sparks to splash on the arm and cutting off several hairs.

"Fellow!"

"Fellow!"

On a mountain not far away, there was a black-faced Taoist priest, stroking his long beard, riding a fire rat. He waved and said, "Daoist friend, please don't chase after it. This is the Demon Palace's mysterious treasure, the Feathered Insect Coiled Arms."

Before he could finish his words, he saw that the man was about to shrink into the invisible, and his retreating arm was blown down by a strange wind.

The wind flowed out from a small leaf, and as it rolled, the mountains and forests shook; as it swirled, the clouds swirled, and the black-faced Taoist's face lost color for a moment, and his arms were violently dragged down by the wind and sucked into the mouth of the young Taoist who was walking in the air.

"Ah!" The black-faced Taoist screamed in shock. Suddenly, he saw that while the young Taoist was swallowing the long arms, one of his eyes turned sideways and stared at his expression at the moment. The look in the pupil made people feel cold all over.

"He is suspecting me." The black-faced Taoist said to himself, and immediately put away his frightened expression and drove the rat forward.

The black-faced Taoist immediately sensed many figures around him, some real and some unreal, which made the fire rat under his seat squeak nervously.

Ji Ming swallowed the long arm bit by bit into his mouth. The spiritual fire in his stomach burned the arm into pieces of charcoal. Finally, Ji Ming spat it out, and pieces of hollow charcoal fell to the ground.

The two gentlemen landed beside him and they squatted down together to examine the charcoal wood.

"bamboo?!"

Erjun said.

The black-faced Taoist rode a fire rat forward, put away the white treasure, and landed carefully at the foot of the hill in front of the three people.

He looked up and saw the man standing in the middle with his sleeves together and three other Daoists with different temperaments squatting on both sides, all looking at him with scrutiny. This made him feel like he was in some kind of torture cell.

"Daoist, you came at the right time."

Jiehuojun leaned forward slightly, looked down at the black-faced Taoist at the foot of the hill, and said meaningfully.

"Unfortunately, unfortunately, I followed it all the way from the Spiritual House and almost let this evil creature kill someone again."

Lin Shuijun slowly stood up and gave Jin Tong some space so that everyone would know who was in charge of this team. He said to Jin Tong, "How about letting me give him a try?"

"Wait!" The Taoist's dark face darkened slightly, and he said, "We met on the road, and I will help you out of justice. Although I don't ask for anything in return, please don't humiliate me."

"Let's go." Ji Ming exhaled a gust of wind, which swept up the three people, including the crocodile monster and the little monk, and they quickly crossed the mountains and rivers, crossing a territory of dozens of miles.

When the strong wind came, the crocodile monster screamed and rolled on the ground, and the scales all over his body seemed to explode. The strong wind just now basically blew on him, and the rest of the people were blocked behind him by his monster body.

Jiehuojun looked back and saw that the battle site was already far away.

Jie Huojun laughed and said, "Brother Jintong, you really have a multi-purpose skill! In my life, I, Old Zhao, have never admired anyone except you, my eldest brother. You are the second one."

Lin Shuijun nodded and said, "Although Brother Jintong is young, he is mature in mind and experienced in methods. He will definitely have a place in the sect and even in heaven in the future."

The crocodile monster howled for a long time, but when no one paid attention, he had to stop and said, "The Taoist's arrival was a coincidence, but I felt that he looked familiar and seemed to have some reputation in the mountains. It's unlikely that he was controlled by the strange hand.

Strange, strange, there seems to be an undercurrent in the mountains in recent years, could it be because of our Taiping Mountain? "

Lord Jiehuo looked at the crocodile monster and seemed to be hesitant to speak. He knew that it had not been long since Jintong subdued the monster. He secretly sighed that the monster was really thick-skinned and regarded Jintong as a part of Taiping Mountain. He thought that even the strong wind could not break his skin.

"False and real, true and false."

Ji Ming shook his head and said solemnly.

This matter involves many parties, the Palace of the Wrongly Dead Demon, many disciples of Pankui, the hidden swordsman Tongmingzi from the East China Sea, and even their Taiping Mountain. There must be a complicated relationship and far-reaching plans.

Ji Ming and the others all understood that it was not appropriate to conduct an in-depth investigation, and they were also responsible for secret tasks.

"Lan Yinfang is not far away." Lin Shuijun looked towards the north and said with a relaxed look: "No matter who is behind the Demon Palace, the fact that he failed twice is enough to prove that he does not have an overwhelming advantage over us. We are safe from now on."

"This is the first secret mission in this mountain range and it's so risky."

Jiehuojun stroked his chin, smacked his lips, and said to Linshuijun, "I feel that our Huifeng furnace still needs to be improved."

"That's easier said than done."

Lin Shuijun felt worried. The first secret mission before the war was so difficult. He encountered such a tough enemy. It was hard to imagine how he would get through the second, third, or fourth time.

Inside the mountain gate, many people were extremely optimistic about this all-out battle, and some even proposed a 28-day beheading battle against Panku Mountain, which was ridiculously arrogant.

He subconsciously glanced at Jin Tong, wondering how Jin Tong would guarantee to protect himself in the upcoming secret mission or even in the battle of magic.

Ji Ming slapped the bag, and a piece of coke flew out and landed in his hand.

After passing through the spiritual fire in the stomach, the arms swallowed into the stomach were burned into charcoal, but the shape of the arms did not change at all. When they were torn apart, it could be seen that the inside was hollow, and a bamboo-like structure was visible on the arms.

I knocked on it a few times and smelled it, and it did smell like wood, but I wasn't sure if it was bamboo.

"This is definitely not ordinary wood. This charcoal can be used as a fuel to strengthen the Six Ding Divine Fire."

Ji Ming sighed in his heart. It turned out that if it were just the Jing Gang Qi Leaf, it would not be enough before the second fight. However, after this fight where all the means were used, he still gained something. Perhaps it could add fuel to his plan of performing the ritual, deciphering the true law talisman, and seeking to seize the Heavenly Official.

(End of this chapter)