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Chapter 250 Death

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"The breath sac is known as the mother of all things, but the breath sac embryo is completely the opposite, because it absorbs all things as nutrients to form itself."

Fu Yu has a lot of knowledge among the younger generation, but this is the first time he has heard of Xi Nang.

Fu Yu threw out several first-level spiritual swords and asked, "Is there any way to get out of the trap?"

Xiao Huo flicked his two tails and let out a low whimper with some irritation.

Who would have thought that such a rare thing could exist deep in the swamp.

The breath sac and the breath sac embryo, one is a great opportunity, the other is a place of death, if you want to escape...

"It's not that there's no way to do it, it's just that you can't do it now with your strength."

Fu Yu:......

Then I heard Xiao Huo continue: "The first is to break it with force, and the second is to let it grow into a breath bag."

I've tried using violent force to break it open, but it turns out it's not strong enough.

Fu Yu asked: "How to make it grow into a breath bag?"

This method seems a bit unreliable, but since Xiao Huo mentioned it, maybe there is some clever way?

After two full breaths, Xiao Huo's voice came: "I don't know exactly how much nutrients are needed."

Seeing that Fu Yu was silent, he continued: "But once the breath bag grows, not only will we be out of trouble, but the breath bag itself will also be a spiritual object that the Taoists will be jealous of."

"The higher the level of the spiritual creature, the more spiritual energy and nutrients it requires. Even if I cut off the flesh and bones to bury myself in it, the embryo is still just an embryo."

As she spoke, Fu Yu spread her hands, and drops of sweat fell from her forehead, moistening the hair on her cheeks.

Even though she is now surrounded by magic weapons, keeping these magic weapons airtight requires mental strength to maintain them all the time. Coupled with the friction and resistance at high speed, Fu must persist for so long.

Jade is almost overloaded.

"Do you know what this downward attraction is about?"

Xiaohuo thought for a moment and said with some uncertainty: "The core of the embryo of the breath sac will absorb everything within a certain distance to cultivate itself, but I see that your current speed is somewhat different from that in my inheritance."

Breathing bags are rare not only because of the harsh conditions of the environment in which they were born, but also because the time required is as long as tens of thousands, so its transformation process is slow. Although it can absorb everything on its own, it shouldn't be like this.

It's intense.

"This attraction is so fast."

Fu Yu wiped her sweat and continued to ask: "How big are the embryos usually?"

At this speed, there is no end in sight.

"It's hard to say, but the range of all attractive radiation can be included in the range of the Qi embryo."

Fu Yu threw out the last two magical weapons in the storage space, calmed down and thought: if you continue to use them, you will definitely die. Fu Yu thinks that breaking them open with force and forming embryos with spiritual power are not advisable, so...

Her consciousness fell on the five-colored light spots that quickly retreated like light and shadow around her.

These light spots were not there at the beginning, but gradually appeared later.

Fu Yu discovered that not all matter was going in the same direction as her.

From the uneven degree of injury to the body under high-speed friction at the beginning, then the speed of damage to the surrounding magical instruments, and these abnormal light spots, Fu Yu began to speculate in his mind,

If what she observed is true, then the matter along the way can be divided into three states: forward, still, and backward.

Combined with the information obtained from Xiao Huo, these differences have a reasonable explanation:

Moving forward is naturally like her being attracted by the force to move forward at high speed;

Extrapolating backwards, it may be a substance that is useless or even harmful to the cyst embryo;

What is still is a part of the breath bag itself.

Based on this inference, if the cyst embryo mistakenly thinks that she is useless and harmless, or is a part of herself, will she be able to get rid of this high-speed passive advancement state?

Fu Yu frowned.

At this time, the magic weapon around her turned into tiny particles and then dissipated, and soon the familiar sharp pain struck again.

"hiss--"

Fu Yu couldn't help but take a breath, and the next moment he was surrounded by warmth.

Plush touch, with warm body temperature.

"Xiao Huo!"

The smell of blood became more and more obvious.

"You don't want your life?!"

Xiao Huo actually ran out of the spiritual source automatically.

Fu Yu never knew when he, who had always been as small as a raccoon dog, would become so big, big enough to completely wrap her under his body.

Xiao Huo made no sound, only the faint sound of grinding his teeth let Fu Yu know how much pain he was suffering.

But Fu Yu's consciousness was unable to force Xiao Huo into the spiritual source this time.

While he was in a state of panic, a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar young man's voice finally came: "Jade, I am your companion beast."

Fu Yu's body froze, and then hissed: "Since you know, why do you still do this?!"

The companion animal and its owner share a life-or-death relationship!

However, after being reminded by Xiao Huo, Fu Yu was heartbroken, but a firm look flashed in his eyes, and he finally made up his mind.

"Go back, I have a way to try."

Xiao Huo's body didn't move, obviously he didn't believe it.

"If we delay any longer, we will really die together!"

The warmth dissipated and the pain returned. In a moment, Fu Yu was a bloody man.

When Fu Yu's spiritual consciousness came to the spiritual source, he had no time to check Xiao Huo's condition and went straight into the ten-foot-wide condensation.

The spiritual source is the origin of a monk, and the condensation in the spiritual source is the core of the monk's spiritual power. If a monk has no condensation and no spiritual energy in his veins, he will be no different from the mortal body...

In the corner of Lingyuan, the dying Xiao Huo's pupils shrank when he noticed what Fu Yu's consciousness wanted to do.

"Jade!!"

Before the voice fell, the originally stable and peaceful spiritual energy in the spiritual source was scattered like crazy as if it had been stirred by a hurricane.

Xiao Huo in the corner sighed, his blood-stained long tail rolled himself into a ball, and then became completely silent, only for the invisible ups and downs to show his vitality...

"ah---!!"

Fu Yu raised her head, and countless spiritual energy dispersed from her body. At the same time, her seven orifices overflowed with blood under the impact of a large amount of spiritual energy.

She closed her eyes, stretched her limbs, and let the suction pull her forward. She allowed the spiritual power in her body to leave her body one after another. Finally, she gradually felt her speed slow down.

A smile finally appeared on Fu Yu's lips.

Her spiritual source has dried up, and there is a plush ball in the corner. The slight rise and fall of the hair ball makes Fu Yu sigh in relief. Looking at the originally bright and translucent spiritual root in the center, it now looks dim.

Still alive.

Fu Yu sighed and then opened his eyes.

There is starlight in front of your eyes, but it is different from the starlight in the night sky. The light in the darkness flashes different colors.
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