manynovel Chapter 2910 Xiaoman (Demon Root?)
Chapter 2910 Xiaoman (Demon Root?)
Hu Xiaoman immediately put the lid back on the pottery jar.
I saw the black pottery jar in her hand vibrating violently.
The others stared at the violently shaking pottery jar in Hu Xiaoman's hand without blinking.
Their hearts were in their throats.
The clay pot was shaking so violently that it seemed like it would shatter in the next second.
Not only were the others' hearts in a knot, even Hu Xiaoman's hands couldn't help but feel a little scared.
The pottery jar vibrated violently, causing her palms to go numb.
Hu Xiaoman continuously concentrated the spiritual energy in his palm, condensing it into strands of spiritual power, which he wrapped around the violently shaking pottery jar, trying to suppress its vibration.
Hu Xiaoman knew that the reason why the clay jar was shaking so violently was because in the evil world inside the clay jar, thousands of evil creatures were madly rushing towards the rotten-eyed cat beast.
Although the rotten-eyed cat beast looks extremely disgusting and exudes a rotten smell all over its body, it is delicious food for the evil creatures in the pottery jar.
At this time, Hu Xiaoman was unable to probe his spiritual sense into the pottery jar.
She was worried that her spiritual consciousness would be damaged, so she could only grit her teeth and try her best to hold the pottery jar steady to prevent it from breaking.
If this clay jar breaks and thousands of evil creatures rush out, she will be guilty.
But she couldn't resist the power of the evil creature and the rotten-eyed cat beast. Even if she tried her best, she couldn't reduce the shaking of the pottery jar in the slightest.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Hu Xiaoman's mouth.
Xiao Huang also gritted his teeth and placed his little hands on Hu Xiaoman's body, constantly repairing her internal injuries.
However, this time, Hu Xiaoman was seriously injured in order to suppress the power in the pottery jar, even more seriously than when he just broke the killing formation.
If it weren't for Xiao Huang, Hu Xiaoman's body would probably have exploded by the pressure of this force.
"My dear, this is not a solution."
"I...I can't hold on any longer."
Seeing that Xiao Huang had become as thin as a chopstick and was still shrinking, Hu Xiaoman became extremely anxious.
With her other hand, she summoned a talisman pen and drew one evil-suppressing talisman after another with great swiftness, which she then stuck on the pottery jar.
As more and more talismans were pasted on the black pottery jar, the screams inside became more and more miserable.
What surprised Hu Xiaoman was that as more and more evil-suppressing talismans were added, the shaking of the pottery jar gradually slowed down.
When the entire black pottery jar was covered with evil-suppressing talismans, it finally stopped shaking.
Hu Xiaoman then withdrew all his spiritual power and spat out the blood that he had been holding back in his throat.
As luck would have it, the blood was spat onto a pottery jar covered with talismans to suppress evil.
"Little junior sister!"
"Little junior sister..."
The people of Kunlun Sect were almost going crazy.
Just now they saw the junior sister using all her spiritual power to continuously suppress the black pottery jar, and then she drew talismans while suppressing the pottery jar.
I don’t know what kind of talismans the junior sister drew, but after she covered the black pottery jar with them, the pottery jar stopped shaking.
But the junior sister actually vomited blood.
The little sister whom they held so dearly to their heart vomited blood!
Chen Heng struck Wu Feng Liu on the chest with one palm, knocking him away and causing him to fall heavily to the ground.
Wu Fengliu, lying on the ground, felt as if his internal organs were about to break, but the first thing he did was to protect his face.
His beautiful face must not be destroyed by Chen Heng.
When Wu Feng Liu concentrated all his spiritual power on his face to build a barrier, the rest of his body fell particularly badly.
Especially his hand, he felt it was broken.
Damn Chen Heng, he was so cruel. After all, they were once rivals.
"Bang bang bang..."
While Wu Fengliu was still cursing in his heart, good people appeared one after another beside him.
You don't need to look to know that they are his useless junior brothers.
In front, Chen Heng and Chu Zhaole were frantically attacking the defensive formation, trying to break through the formation and rescue their junior sister.
The little peach sitting in the center of the formation snorted coldly: "You little troublemakers actually want to break my formation, you two clowns!"
Her voice was lovely, but full of disdain.
The voice just fell into the ears of Hu Xiaoman, who had just spit out blood and was wiping the corner of his mouth.
Hu Xiaoman also snorted coldly and thought: Look how proud this little guy is. After I deal with that monster with rotten eyes cat beast, I will catch this thing and give it a good spanking.
Hu Xiaoman knew that if she wanted to contract this little peach, she would have to force it, otherwise, with little peach's personality, it would never become her formation spirit.
Hu Xiaoman wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and glanced at the golden pottery jar covered with evil-suppressing talismans on his palm.
"what?"
She blinked in confusion. Why did the blood she had just vomited disappear?
Suddenly, the flower on Hu Xiaoman's forehead emitted golden light, and a wisp of black gas lingered faintly in the middle of the flower.
The small black grass that originally grew in her dantian stretched out a lot from the black soil, and the golden veins on the black leaves continued to extend.
As the black grass grew bigger, Hu Xiaoman felt as if his internal organs were burning with pain.
She suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.
And this large amount of blood sprayed onto the black pottery jar.
Hu Xiaoman covered his chest with his other hand, and heard the anxious voices of Xiao Huang and the Kunlun Sect brothers.
She stared at the black pottery jar, wanting to see how her blood would disappear after being sprayed on it.
Suddenly, the bright red blood gradually turned into light pink, and then was sucked into the pottery jar through the evil-suppressing talisman.
At this moment, the black grass in her dantian grew a little taller.
Hu Xiaoman was surprised to find that next to the eight spiritual roots, a small black spiritual root had emerged.
She was so shocked that cold sweat was almost dripping down her forehead.
Is this the devil's root?
Why did the devil roots grow in her body?
If people in the immortal cultivation world knew about this, they would definitely regard her as a demon, right?
You will be hunted down by all the righteous people in the world of immortal cultivation.
Hu Xiaoman's heart sank.
Could it be because of the little black grass on her chest and this pottery jar?
Xiao Huang was already lying limply on Hu Xiaoman's shoulder, without any strength. Watching his young master vomit blood twice, he gritted his teeth and continued to use the medicine spirit technique.
Due to excessive use of magic, Xiao Huang has become the size of a soybean.
After Hu Xiaoman felt a little more comfortable, he immediately picked up Xiao Huang, who was as big as a soybean, put him into Manzhou Shikong, and threw him towards the waterfall.
When Hu Xiaoman wanted to come out, he saw a Tianji Lotus looking at Xiao Huang, who was laughing as big as soybeans. It mumbled a few words, raised its foot, and kicked Xiao Huang off the cliff of the waterfall.
"what……"
"Why is my fate so tragic?"
"Young Master, help me..."
Xiao Huang let out a miserable cry.
Hu Xiaoman rolled his eyes, and with a thought, he took Xiao Huang back, then picked up the Tianji Lotus that had just kicked Xiao Huang away.