Chapter 2197
The originally fierce and vicious Purgatory Snake could not move in the Fifth Master’s hands at this time.
“Hmmmmmmmm, this snake is good, I’ll take it.”
With that, Master Wu took out a jar and attempted to put the small snake into it.
Seeing this scene, white-faced Lang Yu Ran’s heart jumped.
Sure enough, one of this Fifth Master’s purposes was for, this Five-coloured Purgatory Snake.
Just as he stood up, he wanted to discuss with the Fifth Master.
Only to see the Purgatory Snake in the latter’s hand suddenly twisting its body bones frantically.
At this time, White-faced Lang also seemed to sense the violent emotions transmitted by his beloved pet.
However, he had not waited for him to stop it.
The colourful Purgatory Snake in Master Xue’s hand then suddenly expanded violently.
Before the crowd could reflect.
The chopstick-thin Five-coloured Inferno Snake turned into flesh and blood.
As the first person involved, Master Xue was unable to dodge it.
His clothes and trousers were covered with flesh and blood, and all of them were corroded with holes.
At this moment, the white-faced man suddenly looked mute.
The hand that had been raised to stop him also hung in mid-air, not falling for a long time.
“Xiao Wu? Xiao Wu?”
In the past, at this time, he heard his white-faced Lang’s call.
The Five-coloured Inferno Snake would surely appear in his sight immediately.
Now, no matter how he called out, there was no response from the Purgatory Snake.
More than twenty years of careful care.
More than twenty years of living together.
It was a pet and a family member.
At this moment, the sudden demise of the white faced boy made him feel very anxious.
After a long time of calling, he still got no response.
The endless anger in White-faced Lang’s heart sprang up.
“Old dog Xue, you deserve to die.”
The angry curses fell.
He then felt a sharp twinge of pain in his chest.
It was as if there were needles and knives cutting into his chest.
Covering his chest, he slowly fell to his knees.
On his pale cheeks, beans of sweat poured out.
The sensation lasted for dozens of breaths.
He violently spat out a mouthful of dark, fresh blood.
However, with the spitting out of this black blood, the heart-breaking pain also dissipated instantly.
Then the depressed Qi that had tormented him for decades surprisingly also slowly smoothed out.
It was a sense of relief that he had never experienced before.
The difficulty with the Bai family’s internal energy was the lack of luck and the depressed qi in his heart.
If one were to compare the Bai family’s internal energy to a river.
Luck was the flow of water in the river.
A depressed mind is like a huge rock blocking the river.
The amount of water flow is the most direct indicator of the strength of internal energy.
But when the water is blocked by a rock, if the water wants to continue to flow, it must overflow into the riverbed.
The riverbed is in fact the recognition of the five viscera, and when the water floods the riverbed, it is actually the aura that hurts the five viscera.
Therefore, in order to bring into play the true power of the Bai family’s internal energy scattering hands.
The first step is to clear out the depression in the heart, and then to raise the energy of luck to the strongest level.
Only by doing so can the true power of the Bai Family’s Internal Energy Scattering Hands be brought into play!
“Hahahahaha!”
“Hahahaha!”
As the crowd watched.
White-faced Lang began to laugh wildly as if he had gone mad.
Only the emotions were at times joyful, at times sad.
Sometimes joyful, sometimes sad.
After a long time, he stopped this demon-sealing performance.
“Give me a break,”
With a loud shout from the white-faced Lang.
Those present then heard a muffled sound like a war drum coming out of his body.
And then, every time his heart beat.
The sound like a muffled drum followed.
The mere hearing of such a person.
Those with insufficient cultivation appeared to have a tight chest and vomited blood.
At this moment, the bottleneck of the White Family’s internal energy that had plagued White-faced Lang for many years.
Those who looked at White-faced Lang at this moment would be able to notice.
The pupil of his left eye was blood red, like a round of hell.
The right eye, on the other hand, was a deep blue snake eye.
What was even more terrifying was that Bai Yulang was pale at this time, and a hideous piece of his face had scales creeping in!
Nangong Jingliu was also secretly shocked by this change.
After living most of his life, this was the first time he had encountered such a bizarre thing.