Chapter 152: Twelve-Rank Black Lotus of Destruction

As he swallowed the willow leaf.

The patterns on the willow leaves gradually became clearer in my mind.

He tried to change.

But it feels like something is missing.

That means you haven’t eaten enough!

At this moment, in his perception, the clarity of the willow leaf patterns was only one percent.

Yang Jian's face turned green instantly.

Sure enough, this technique is just like the Eight-Nine Profound Art, and no good comes of it.

The Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill is a way to kill time.

To achieve these seventy-two transformations, one needs to have a voracious stomach and a tongue without a sense of taste.

One hundred willow leaves are not many.

As Yang Jian picked willow leaves one after another and stuffed them into his mouth, he kept swallowing them.

He already knew the composition of the willow leaf by heart.

The next moment, Yang Jian's mind moved, and his figure suddenly disappeared, replaced by a willow leaf slowly falling.

He can even control the color changes and the degree of withering and flourishing of the willow leaves, which is truly magical.

This feeling is so cool!

Yang Jian transformed back into his original form, and then he wanted to transform into a willow tree for fun.

His expression suddenly froze.

Because he couldn't change.

Doesn’t that mean~~~!

The bitter taste of willow leaves still lingers in my mouth.

Yang Jian just felt that as soon as he opened his mouth, willow leaves would spray out.

Yang Jian missed the magic eye very much at this moment.

If the Demon Eye existed, perhaps he wouldn't have to suffer so much.

Just when he was worrying about practicing the Seventy-Two Transformations.

He suddenly felt something in his sleeve vibrating slowly.

With a quick glance, his expression suddenly became strange.

The next moment, a lotus seed suddenly appeared in his hand.

This is the lotus seed of the Green Lotus of Creation that Hongjun lost to him before. He originally wanted to find an opportunity to use this lotus seed to improve the quality of the three-pointed, double-edged sword and allow it to advance to the innate level.

But I haven't had time to study the peculiarities of this thing carefully.

He also forgot about all the previous things.

But at this moment, the lotus seed began to vibrate on its own, and he just remembered that he had such a treasure in his hand.

After being taken out by Yang Jian, the lotus seed began to vibrate more violently.

"Om~"

Invisible shock spread.

Between heaven and earth, the situation suddenly changes.

The originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and thunder was raging in the clouds.

Layers of dark clouds pressed down on the ground, as if something against the will of heaven was about to be born.

The black clouds spread for tens of thousands of miles, and the heaven and earth shook.

The water qilin Shui Bingsan was originally tracking Yang Jian's breath.

He noticed that the sky light suddenly changed, and the center of the wind and clouds was not far from him.

"It seems that a treasure has appeared in the world, and it is destined for my use."

A flash of excitement crossed Shui Bingsan's face.

My heart suddenly felt hot.

The current celestial phenomena are so extraordinary, which means that the treasure that has come out must be a precious treasure from the ancient times.

If he could obtain such a treasure, he would be able to be promoted to the first rank among the Shuijia in the future.

Thinking of this, his flying speed suddenly increased.

The lotus seed vibrated, and several cracks appeared inside it, revealing rays of light.

This thing is not going to explode!
Yang Jian felt something was wrong and wanted to throw it away.

He waved his left hand, but the expected lotus seeds being thrown away did not happen.

It seemed as if it was attached to his hand.

At some point tiny roots sprouted from the lotus seeds, took root in his body, and absorbed his blood.

"Goooooooo~"

Yang Jian seemed to hear the sound of blood being drawn by something strange.

As the blood was drawn, the surroundings were enveloped by unimaginable spiritual energy, which gathered madly towards the lotus seeds.

The karmic fire contained in Yang Jian's blood dyed the white and tender lotus roots black and red.

The next moment, the lotus seed was suddenly enveloped by the flames of karma. Blood was still being drawn, and a feeling of weakness came from within the body.

“Bang~Bang~”

A vibration like a heartbeat was transmitted from the lotus seed.

The lotus seed extends a little sprout, and the black buds and leaves spread out.

Gradually a crimson flower bud grew.

The moment the flower bud appears, endless crisis suddenly arrives.

The thunder between heaven and earth poured down recklessly, trying to destroy the newborn lotus.

The purple-red thunderbolt struck down, but was blocked by the lotus's manipulation of the surrounding spiritual power.

After the thunder was blocked, its remaining power spread in all directions.

Yang Jian only felt his body tingling and every hair on his body stood up.

There were also flashes of lightning on the lotus in front of him.

Where is Fairy Caixia? With such a big commotion, why hasn’t she appeared yet?

Yang Jian looked towards the place where Fairy Caixia was in seclusion in the distance.

He suddenly discovered that there was thunder and lightning on his side, while the scenery on the other side was peaceful and tranquil.

It turned out that the thunder was aimed at him alone.

As the lotus was tempered by the heavenly thunder, it grew faster and faster.

"Kacha kacha~"

There was a sound as if something was cracking.

The buds are blooming!
The petals gradually unfolded, until there were as many as twelve.

There are densely packed tiny petals on it, waiting to grow and bloom again after accumulating enough energy.

The strange scene shocked Yang Jian's mind, but the flowers in front of him gave him a feeling of blood connection.

However, it was absorbing the blood around his body faster and faster. This was the instinct of the lotus in front of it. It instinctively wanted to absorb Yang Jian's essence to grow.

Even though Yang Jian had the powerful recovery ability brought by the Eight-Nine Profound Art, he could not withstand such a strong suction.

The strange lotus extracted not only his blood, but also his soul, magic power, and even his supernatural powers.

If this thing keeps pumping, he will die.

He felt a numbness in his left hand. He looked carefully and found that the palm of his left hand had become extremely rough, with countless roots growing out of it and taking root in all directions.

That was no longer his hand, but had been assimilated into a piece of lotus root.

This thing didn't even think about letting him live!
Realize this.

Yang Jian made up his mind, stretched out his right hand, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword appeared instantly.

"piss off!"

He slashed fiercely at his left hand.

Even though the lotus is magical and can resist heavenly thunder, it cannot withstand the hostility of Yang Jian who feeds it.

As the blade passed.

Yang Jian cut off his left arm and blood spurted out, but he quickly stopped the bleeding with his magic power.

A few physical defects are nothing.

As long as he is still alive, he will be reborn quickly with the magical power of the Eight-Nine Profound Art.

After the black lotus was cut off along with a broken arm, the remaining tiny petals that were originally about to grow again stopped growing, and only twelve petals remained.

"Twelve-Rank World-Destroying Black Lotus!"

A cry of surprise suddenly sounded from the sky.

Yang Jian looked up and saw that it was one of the Qilin he had seen before.

His heart suddenly sank. Qilin had clearly asked them to leave before, but now he suddenly came to them. It must be something bad.

This is bad!

“Good, good, good! It’s actually an immature 12th-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus. As long as it is watered with the essence of all living beings, it will surely be able to be refined into a lotus incarnation with overwhelming power!”

Shui Bingsan looked excited.

Immediately, he looked at Yang Jian who was next to the black lotus and found that he was the only one around, and the other little girl had disappeared.

He asked, "That human guy, weren't you accompanied by a kid from the same tribe? Where is he?"

If the little guy wasn't here, it would be troublesome.

If he only killed the bigger guy in front of him, the news would definitely leak out, and then his idea of ​​blaming the dragon clan would be nothing but a fantasy.

Moreover, this twelfth-grade black lotus is such a precious treasure.

The person in front of him must have come alone, leaving the little girl hiding aside.

If that little girl doesn't die, the news of the Twelve-Rank World-Destroying Black Lotus will be leaked sooner or later.

"Why don't you speak?"

Shui Bingsan looked at the weak breath of the creature in front of him and he had no patience.

"Forget it. Soul-searching and soul-refining will also yield the same result. Your lowly race should feel honored to be the first soul to be absorbed by the 12th-rank World-destroying Black Lotus."

(End of this chapter)