Professor Chen, who was not far away, looked worried when she saw this.
As someone who studies infected living things.
She knew it was a sign of infection.
Then a second later.
Qin Ye Guangying did not hesitate. He raised his hand and tore off the infected left half of his body. As the cathode fish lingered around his body and wandered around, half of Qin Ye Guangying's body recovered as before.
"Thank you for all the effort."
Qin Ye's light and shadow walked towards the Black City God.
"You wanted to use the Eight Characters Sealing Immortal Technique to trap me, and then take this opportunity to infect me with the black liquid. You have a lot of ideas, but you have taken great pains with me. I am not just waiting for your revenge."
Qin Ye's light and shadow spread out his fingers.
A spear of light and shadow condensed in his hand, and then he threw it towards the Black City God.
The speed is fast.
Even Ms. Miao Gu couldn't catch the trajectory of the shot. When she found the light and shadow spear, the spear pierced through the abdomen of the Black City God and nailed it to the night sky.
At the same time.
The underworld, the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld.
"Brother Qin, who are you fighting with?"
The King of the Wheel looked in front of him and saw clay dolls that looked like Qin Ye. One of them was stained with a thick black liquid and was discarded by Qin Ye on the spot.
"Fighting with the Black City God."
Qin Ye stood in front of the clay doll and looked at the Chakravartin with a smile.
Immediately following.
Qin Ye looked at the row of eighteen clay dolls in front of him, grabbed the soil from the eighteen levels of hell in his hand, and continued to knead out a clay doll.
"Brother Xue Li, do you think the Black City God can destroy a few of my clay dolls?"
"It's hard to say, but since I can destroy you, it's really amazing. As for how many I can destroy."
The Chakravartin pondered and continued.
"I don't know how much of your strength your clay doll possesses, but the Black City God has severely infected living beings and has also melted Zhong Kui and Cui Yu. I think he can destroy four more of your clay dolls."
Say here.
The Chakravartin did not wait for Qin Ye's response. He looked at the clay doll and glanced at Qin Ye.
Attention.
Qin Ye mixed the mud from the eighteen levels of hell and used strange magical powers to mold a clay doll.
The Chakravartin couldn't help but ask.
"Brother Qin, this clay doll of yours doesn't look like the magic circulated in the mortal world, nor does it look like the magic of immortals. Could this be the same magic you taught the Ghost King of Zhenbei, the Eight-Word Immortal Sealing Technique, a self-created immortal technique..."
As the question was asked, the Chakravartin paused, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong, and raised his eyebrows.
"Something doesn't seem right. This magical technique is somewhat similar to the legendary technique of Nuwa kneading clay to create humans."
The Chakravartin's eyes were filled with genuine doubt.
Qin Ye smiled when he saw it, and said slowly while holding the clay doll.
"When I was traveling in Daxia during the Northern Song Dynasty, I went to Gansu and visited Nuwa Cave, where Nuwa is said to have lived. I stayed there for three days, hoping to experience the life of Nuwa."
"During this time, I suddenly became interested in making pottery with clay and wanted to use it to make fire and cook. It just so happened that the specific time and climate coincided with the time and climate when Nuwa invented the art of kneading clay to create humans in ancient times."
"This will stimulate Nuwa Cave, recreating the scene of ancient times when Nuwa created the ancient magical technique of 'molding clay to create humans'."
The Chakravartin understood after hearing this.
He couldn't help but look at Qin Ye with emotion and strangeness.
“It is said that time leaves no trace, that time will wear away the past, leaving no trace. But this only depends on the past. Mortals, in their fleeting lives, naturally cannot leave any trace.
"But Nuwa's ancient magical power, which shook the heavens, is enough to leave its mark on time."
"I never thought this could allow you to relive the years. It's truly a miracle."
Qin Ye smiled after hearing this.
"Luck, it's all luck. I was just lucky and it happened that a blind cat met a dead mouse."
The Chakravartin was at a loss for words and sighed.
"If this is considered a blind cat catching a dead mouse, then I want to be a blind cat, even if it means scratching my own eyes and becoming truly blind."
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