Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 572 Chapter 385 The first battle with Liuhe [Updated on the 51st, please subscribe and vote]

Zhang Deming frowned slightly. This was the first time he met an opponent whose spell comprehension and cultivation levels were above him.

This situation of being at a disadvantage even if he didn't sell, made him extremely uncomfortable.

"I say: The poison here is suppressive!"

After tentatively turning on the spirit of speech, Zhang Deming and Nie Long froze at the same time, only to see that there were originally two suns in the Mao Rabbit Realm, one golden and one white.

Following Zhang Deming's words, the golden sun seemed to be stirred and shone a little brighter. As countless golden lights flowed, Zhang Deming's words turned into a string of clear strange runes, blending into the void.

With this change, the poisonous mist that had filled the entire valley instantly lost its activity and was weakened by 50% to 60% in the blink of an eye. After such suppression, Nielong's poison has lost its threat to Zhang Deming.

However, in order to achieve such an effect, Zhang Deming's dantian was almost drained, and it was not a good thing to have such a technique out of his control.

This kind of forced extraction of spiritual power and super powerful completion of spells, if one is not careful, it is easy to lose control and drain him dry.

Zhang Deming no longer continued to try his words. Anzi quickly replenished his consumption while Anzi was beating. The Taoist body of Xianqin Garden also began to hold the spiritual crystal and recover with all its strength.

An emerald sword appeared in his hand, and the fire wheel appeared under his feet. He turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the evil dragon.

Zhang Deming was exerting all his speed, and the whole world seemed to be still. However, when he rushed to Nielong, he found that Nielong's eyes turned towards him at this moment.

His expression was startled, and the movement of the long sword that stabbed Nielong's eyeball subconsciously turned into a block.

"when······"

"boom······"

A bloody dragon king struck Zhang Deming's blocking sword like lightning, making a long sound of gold and iron. Zhang Deming also fell downwards like a cannonball.

The body seemed to be floating on the ground. After bouncing, it hit a long distance and made a big hole in the ground before it stopped.

"Ahem..."

Zhang Deming coughed, his mouth was bleeding, and he struggled to get up from the pit, his right hand hanging down weakly.

"Crack..."

It was only then that the long sword in his hand made a crisp sound, and then exploded into fragments all over the sky, showing how powerful it was just now.

"Fight..."

As the sound of the piano changed slightly, Zhang Deming's trembling right hand, which was hanging weakly, improved at a speed visible to the naked eye. But there was no chance to breathe. After Zhang Deming flew out, the evil dragon in the sky habitually took a mouthful of poisonous mist.

But after spitting it out of his mouth, the poisonous mist spread and became extremely weak.

With his brows furrowed, he gave up the poison-type attack and swung his dragon tail. His figure blurred for an instant and turned into a streak of bloody lightning rushing towards Zhang Deming.

Zhang Deming, who had just regained his breath, suddenly changed his expression, opened his wings slightly, and contracted his pupils like an eagle's eyes. Only then could he see Nielong's figure clearly again.

At this time, the opponent had already rushed forward, and another bloody dragon tail swept towards Zhang Deming.

Zhang Deming did not choose to block this time. His whole body trembled and he froze on the spot. The blood-red giant tail struck him like lightning, and his body turned into broken vines all over the sky and exploded.

In the distance, Zhang Deming's figure weaved out quickly. At the same time, his whole body's spiritual power was surging, his face turned red, and he was working on the magic formula seriously.

Rune Spell·Development: Yin-Yang Vine Lock Formation!

As Zhang Deming cast his spell with all his strength, the broken vines bursting into the sky suddenly turned into a strange formation. While swaying, black and white vines entwined towards the evil dragon.

This extremely fast change made Nielong unable to react in time, and he was entangled by the vines extending from the broken vines.

But this trick, which has repeatedly achieved miraculous results, lost its effect this time. While the vines were wriggling, before the formation was completely completed, the evil dragon, like a mollusc, turned into several blood-colored lumps, and the flickering disappeared as the vines wriggled.

Like Zhang Deming, after leaving the range of the spell, countless pieces of flesh began to gather in the distance, and the evil dragon's figure re-condensed.

The two of them paused for a moment, Zhang Deming looked extremely ugly, and Nielong looked quite serious.

After a pause, the two of them moved at the same time again without saying a word. The evil dragon's horns flashed with strange light and rushed towards Zhang Deming like lightning.

Zhang Deming waved his hand, and a huge parchment scroll appeared in front of him. After the blank parchment emerged, it turned into a card. The pattern on the back of the card was a cylindrical parchment scroll.

Summoning Contract·Soul·Development: Spirit Beast Contract!

A strong soul aura and the power of the contract emerged. Zhang Deming held the card between his middle and index fingers and threw it out with a serious expression on the charging Nielong.

The moment Nielong made contact with the card, his entire movement froze, and a huge round platform emerged from under Nielong.

The round platform was densely covered with runes, and several illusory chains extended from the round platform and inserted into the evil dragon's body, binding its limbs, neck, waist and tail.

Nielong was suddenly restrained and was stunned for a moment. He looked down at the round platform and then at the chain, feeling the strong power of the contract.

Immediately, his complexion became extremely gloomy, as if he had been insulted, his eyes flashed coldly and he said, "How dare you use this kind of thing on me?"

"You should be honored. I developed this technique to try to sign a baby. You should be honored to be so convinced!" Zhang Deming replied indifferently.

"court death!"

Because of this insulting technique of wearing a quilt collar, Nielong's breath was violent in an instant, and when his anger surged, the unicorn on his head flickered and stretched, and the visible speed softened and became blood red, turning into a soft red stick.

It looks like a deformed red meat (harmony) stick on the head, blood red and soft, it seems to be extremely elastic and malleable, which is abnormally weird.

At this time, as the body squirmed, some blood-red granulation differentiated, and the granulation quickly wrapped around the illusory chains around it.

As the granulation attached to the chain, the obviously illusory chain solidified in an instant, and then, the granulation rapidly proliferated, visible to the naked eye along the chain, extending towards the bottom of the round platform.

Feeling the strange erosion, Zhang Deming's complexion changed drastically. Although he knew that he couldn't contract this evil dragon, he just used this technique as a variant trap to delay time. He didn't expect that there would be a risk of being backlashed by the technique in an instant.

As soon as his mind moved, the round platform under Nie Long collapsed in time and slowly disappeared.

At this time, the horned flesh (harmony) stick on the head of Nielong was extremely active, as if it had its own consciousness, and was constantly squirming. Nie Long raised his head and rushed towards Zhang Deming again.

Zhang Deming glanced at the other party fearfully, fluttered the wings behind his back, and disappeared into the air.

The evil dragon's speed did not slow down. He swung his dragon tail and rushed towards another place under the pull of his horn.

After Zhang Deming reappeared, he saw the evil dragon charging straight towards him, and immediately disappeared into the breeze, and the evil dragon turned around again.

Just like that, in a few flashes, the evil dragon had arrived in front of Zhang Deming. With no choice, Zhang Deming could only fight it at close range with his sword.

Constantly tossing and turning, during the collision, Zhang Deming seemed to be crushed and beaten, and what made Zhang Deming most afraid was that during the fight, the meat strip on the evil dragon's head kept trying to get close to Zhang Deming.

After seeing the weirdness of this shitty thing just now, he has always been on guard with all his strength. Whenever Routiao tried to sneak attack him, he would retreat in lightning, completely out of touch with him. This is also the fundamental reason why he looks so defeated.

For a long time, a ruthless light flashed in the eyes of the two people who were moving around.

The long sword in Zhang Deming's hand suddenly disappeared, and an illusory spike was thrown at the head of Nielong, who was very close at hand. Holding tight, he retreated.

At the same time, the strips of meat on Nie Long's head suddenly exploded and turned into granulation worms all over the sky, shrouding Zhang Deming.

"Roar·······"

The evil dragon, which was hit by the fleeting transparent spike, suddenly let out an extremely painful roar.

The whole body was like a loach, rolling in the sky, it can be seen that the sneak attack of the God Splitting Nail really caused him serious injuries, as well as the unbearable pain in his mind.

"Um?"

Zhang Deming, who did not choose to pursue but chose to retreat, was also feeling uncomfortable at the moment.

The moment he threw the spike, Nielong's horn exploded. Even though he reacted very quickly, even if he retreated, many granules still stuck to his spiritual shield.

The moment the shield was attached, the flesh sprouts grew rapidly and turned into a ball in an instant, trying to wrap up his entire spiritual shield.

Zhang Deming was so surprised that his shield instantly collapsed, his wings vibrated, and he retreated again.

But even though the speed was extremely fast, when he retreated, he found that his right hand was also stained with a few filamentous granulation. The granulation was like maggots. As if they found some delicious delicacy, they used his arm as soil and burrowed into it.

In an instant, Zhang Deming's arm began to deform, with blood-colored tentacles extending out, and strong erosion quickly extended up the arm.

Zhang Deming made a move with his left hand, and a long sword appeared. Without hesitation at all, with a spin, the long sword chopped off the entire right arm.

"snort·······"

After cutting off his arm, Zhang Deming let out a muffled groan and quickly retreated backwards again. The arm fell to the ground and squirmed into a ball of wriggling tentacles, waving continuously.

"Fight..."

At this time, the sound of the piano changed again, and the colorful light around Zhang Deming became a little more intense.

The darkness in Zhang Deming's body also beat at the same time, and strong vitality emerged. From the wound on his arm, countless granules squirmed out of the blood. During rapid growth, an arm with some blood stains grew back.

When Zhang Deming recovered, Nielong also recovered from the lightning attack of the God-Splitting Nail, suppressed his aching mind, and looked at Zhang Deming again with a completely serious expression.

"What did you use to sneak attack me just now?" Nie Long said.

Zhang Deming also looked at Nielong and did not answer, but said inexplicably: "Are you interested in explaining?

Lan Fuyao: "······"

Nielong's expression froze and he took a deep breath, not being angered by Zhang Deming again.

After all, if he hadn't been insulted by Zhang Deming's contract spell just now and suddenly activated the strange power of the dragon horn after he got close, there should be hope that the battle would be over.

Therefore, it is impossible for a being like him to suffer the same loss twice in a short period of time in one battle.

"If I am not mistaken, you have achieved such a level of cultivation with the blessing of magic, right?" He calmed down and looked at Zhang Deming and said.

Zhang Deming stared at Nielong and said, "What, you suddenly want to fight fair now?"

Nielong looked at Zhang Deming and said: "Hongmeng is really full of evildoers from generation to generation. In the past, I always jumped over the ranks and crushed others. I didn't expect that I would fall behind after sleeping for only a few thousand years.

This king has actually been surpassed sometimes, and it’s not just a small difference in cultivation level. For a monster like you, I guess you must be the genius of Sacred Land. "

At this point, when he paused, he turned his head and looked at Lan Fuyao, who had been silently assisting, and then said with a slight smile: "Getting rid of the two Great Monsters of Hongmeng Sacred Land at once, it seems that I have a good plan for my comeback. Face."

"This is called bullying the small. Are you sure you can win?" Zhang Deming said with a twitching look on his face.

"Haha!" Nie Long heard this and didn't know what he thought of. He chuckled, then looked at Zhang Deming and said: "Although you are quite difficult, let's stop there!"

As he spoke, Nie Long's spiritual power began to surge wildly throughout his body, and the strong aura oppressed him, causing Zhang Deming's expression to change dramatically.

"The ghosts roaring in the Grave of Resentment retain the thoughts of hatred. Thousands of years of bloody infatuation cut off loyalty. The poisonous rain in the clouds and rivers removes the pure Qi, and the evil deeds are conceived in this way. The blood dragon said: The Grave of Resentment and the Evil Tomb!"

As the opponent's spell was activated, a huge hemispherical mask enveloped the area for several miles, and the surrounding atmosphere instantly changed drastically.

I saw that Nielong had released a lot of flesh and blood spells before when he fought Zhang Deming and Lan Fuyao. So much so that there are a lot of traces of spells left on the ground at this moment, and a lot of flesh and blood squirming on the ground.

As Nielong's spell was activated, the light shield enveloped the small battlefield, and the fleshy sprouts on the ground began to proliferate rapidly and accumulate continuously.

The bloody evil dragon also began to expand, turning into a weird meat (harmony) stick across the sky. It seemed that it would turn into blood-red meat in an instant and fill the entire hemispherical space.

"Struggle..."

At this time, Lan Fuyao's piano music changed, and the rapid and sharp music resounded through the entire spherical space, but the accumulation of flesh and blood in the upper hemispheric space only slowed down a little.

Zhang Deming took a deep breath, and a long sword appeared behind his back. The long sword split into two instantly, and then split into four, rapidly fissioning.

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