Chapter 196: Feeding the Demon with Your Body

"What's the matter, how could this group of disciples be able to do so much in the Daigo Secret Realm?!" Above the light curtain in front of him, a pillar of light symbolizing the energy supply in the secret realm was slowly descending, although in the eyes of ordinary people, everything had not changed, but in the eyes of this group of elders, everything had already been magnified dozens of times, and although the speed of decline was slow, it was indeed happening.

Although the energy in the golden liquid was relatively soft, at this time, Zhang Yan's furious absorption speed was to stain the energy in it with a rage, and simply, purely at a violent speed, he rushed away everything that was blocked in front of him.

"Hiss!" The first sound of the skin being torn apart came out, and the round blood on the wound oozed out, followed by the sound of "hiss, hiss......" continuously, Zhang Yan's innate sixth-order flesh became fragile and unbearable under the impact of the grand energy, slowly, slowly, the blood accumulated into a lot, flowing down the arc of the body, seeping into the golden liquid in the pool.

Mixed up, the golden yellow collided with the blood red, and then clouded into a strange red, and there were still a small amount of blood red wandering around. At this time, the destruction of energy to the body has been greater than the warming and strengthening of the body.

Zhang Yan has completely turned into a bloody person in this realm, and the meridians inside his body have been stirred up into chaos, and the originally good scene has become a mess. At this time, naturally there will be no figure of a charcoal giver in the snow, but the ghost who took advantage of the fire to rob jumped out again and made waves.

Under such a violent beating of the heart, the triangle formed by the three holy fruits revealed some cracks, and through them, you could clearly see the blood-red demon faces, roaring at the outside world with hideous faces, scrambling to squeeze through the cracks of some size, and return to the world, for the sake of the world.

However, in the face of such a small crack, the demon blood that can be squeezed out of it is really very rare, and the threat is greatly reduced, but this time, the demon blood stored in the triangular space composed of the three holy fruits seems to know how bad the situation Zhang Yan is facing in the outside world at this time, after squeezing out a few drops of demon blood from the crack, the remaining large amount of demon blood actually gave up the charge, and stayed quietly in place, but the next moment, the demon blood scattered in the position swarmed up again, and the momentum was as chaotic as the previous times.

But at the moment when the crack was approaching, the demon blood that rushed out fused together at a terrifying speed, one left and one right, two blood-colored claws grabbed at the crack, and the sharp nails on it were deeply inserted, violently forced, and the blood claws seemed to be able to clearly see the tendons and veins condensed by the demon blood.

In an instant, the originally small crack was torn apart, and a ball the size of a baby's fist was separated from the blood claw, squeezed out, and the next moment, the remaining demon blood wanted to try to escape more companions, but such a change alarmed the Three Holy Fruits, which had not moved for a long time, and suddenly the light was in full bloom, shining to the blood claw that was supporting the crack, and it was shattered in an instant, turning into quiet demon blood again, precipitating in the space, and the cracks in the space were re-bridged and intact.

Even the violently beating heart was contaminated with a lot of light after the light burst out, and it instantly quieted down, and then the momentum of the crazy blood flowing in the meridians slowed down. But at this time, the blood riot was no longer an urgent need, and the demonic blood that rushed out of the triangular space instantly filled its place and began to wreak havoc in Zhang Yan's body.

And this mass of demon blood from the beginning showed its unusualness, at the moment of rushing out of the heart, the mass of demon blood changed its shape, rapidly elongated the body, a spear gradually revealed its body, slender spear body, with a sharp blood black spear tip, but the transformation of the demon blood to its own body has not ended, the whole spear began to change from beginning to end, as if there is a brush on it to outline, relaxed, freehand, natural, one stroke down, one by one thread next to the circle appeared.

The dense imprint on the spear, from the moment the thread was completed, the invisible fierce aura continued to wrap around the body, shocking everything around it, as if it was a cheer for the birth of such a perfect murder weapon.

With a flash of cold light, the demon blood spear pierced along the meridians and pierced forward, destroying everything along the way, blood, dreams, everything, and the place where the spear passed began to give birth to demon flowers, and after the destruction, even darker demons were born.

And Zhang Yan sat in the pool, the moment his body escaped from the demon blood, he began to tremble, like a sieve, and above the body under the clothes, there was a black line on the chest and heart that spread rapidly, this was the demon blood spear. Immediately after that, patches of scales began to appear on his skin, constantly alienating his flesh.

At the same time, crazy thoughts came out of it, attacking his head, and all kinds of demonic thoughts appeared together, waving their claws fiercely, and their black turbidity was entwined, as if they had just crawled out of the abyss, almost identical.

Soon, following the passage of the demon blood spear, the demon thoughts also came to the center of Zhang Yan's eyebrows, countless black qi permeated the center of the eyebrows, in the hazy and blurry, the Dao Dao Demon Thoughts stood upright, some were tall and some were thin, some were tall and some were low, some were fierce, some were charming, and there were more Vientiane Senluo, but all this happened in one common point, all the faces of the demon thoughts had the same face - Zhang Yan's face, densely packed the entire eyebrows.

Standing opposite the demon thought was the body of consciousness that Zhang Yan's entire mind had turned into, and the overall figure was almost exactly the same as him, and in the hazy ups and downs behind him, the sea of spirits that should have appeared in the dream world could be vaguely seen, and the ice heart armor in his mind was still on his body, which could be described as fully armed.

The next moment, the demon thoughts swarmed up, tearing them together, behind the body of consciousness was the entrance to the mind at the center of the eyebrows, when the first demon thought rushed to the front, Zhang Yan's raised right hand slashed down heavily, and when he came to the top of the demon thought, in the empty right hand, the chaos mist was misty, and a pure black blunt round iron sword was derived to the end, and his eyes were cold and ruthless under the cold air exuded from the ice heart armor, as if he was looking down on all living beings, although all living beings were hideous and terrifying.

Cold-blooded and ruthless at this moment, alive like a killing god who kills the world, Zhang Yan raised his sword between his hands, and the two weapons were waved in turn, bound to kill all the demonic thoughts that rushed up around him. At the same time, behind him were weapons that shifted between the invisible and the tangible.

These weapons are all condensed from the spiritual power in the sea of spirit behind Zhang Yan, although they are easy to use, but they do not have the characteristics of the Juntian Sword in the outside world, under the fierce charge of the demon mind, after being killed a few, the two Juntian Swords in their hands are already covered with scars, and they are almost on the verge of fragmentation.

"Click, click, click-" The sword body of the Juntian Sword condensed by the two spiritual powers shattered violently, turning into nothingness in front of Zhang Yan, these spiritual powers could no longer be used, they were all glued to the madness of demonic thoughts, polluted, and there was no need for any existence.

One after another, the demonic thoughts continued to launch suicidal attacks forward, and then turned into nothingness under Zhang Yan's sword, and then followed by a huge number of demonic thoughts, frantically trying to cross Zhang Yan's line of defense and rush into the portal to his mind behind him.

But under Zhang Yan's strict defense, under the double swords in his hands, he has not let go of a single demonic thought so far, but, despite this, although Zhang Yan has completely defended, the number of demonic thoughts has exceeded the limit of what his defense can bear, for this reason, Zhang Yan's body is covered with several demonic thoughts, constantly biting the ice armor itself with their sharp teeth.

With a heavy shake of his hands, two more Jun Tian swords appeared in the palms of his hands, and continued to fight towards the demonic thoughts around him, and for a while, the two fell into the territory of infinite fighting again.

And Zhang Yan's body outside is covered with dense scales, it can be said that the current Zhang Yan's whole body except for the normal head, all other parts have completed alienation, and the innate sixth-order body has no power to resist in the face of such alienation, because the infection and alienation of demon blood is essentially the transformation and strengthening of the flesh by demon blood, which is good in terms of strength.

Without Zhang Yan's mind-controlled body, it would not stop such a change in this regard. Time is passing bit by bit, especially in practice, time flies even faster. However, suddenly, Zhang Yan received a message from the portal in his mind behind him, in which he said clearly, "Zhang Yan, put all these demonic thoughts in and leave them to me to deal with!"

It was the voice of the three thousand demons, who woke up from their slumber, and heard the other party's voice at this moment, from the bottom of his heart, Zhang Yan was very happy, but the stalemate scene in front of him was not the time to reminisce, let alone the time to joke, at this time put these demon thoughts into his mind, I am afraid that he will not be able to last even half a pillar of incense, and he will be occupied by the demon thoughts, and he is no longer him.

"Hurry up, I'm not joking with you, you listen to me, let them in!" Mo Sanqian seemed to see Zhang Yan's current concerns, and continued to shout loudly, the voice came out of the dream world and appeared in his mind.

"Okay, believe you this time, you hurry up and get ready, I'll let go of the portal and let these demonic thoughts enter!" Zhang Yan's consciousness body gritted his teeth like the body of the outside world, and said, at the same time, his body flashed to the side, completely showing the portal to his mind behind him in front of the demonic thoughts.

If it were other creatures with a little bit of intelligence here, they might stop where they were, think about what to do next, and then take action, but unfortunately, obviously, these magic thoughts are not those creatures, they may only have crazy brains, two words!

All the demonic thoughts swarmed in, an endless influx, Zhang Yan stood aside, watching quietly, as if he was a bystander, but a trace of panicked ripples flashed in the eyes of the body of consciousness betrayed his current calm.

"Close the door! Zhang Yan! Close the door when you come in!"