85_85898 Wang Yu's complexion changed, the cultivation in his body actually began to dry up again, and the whale swallowing of the chariot greatly exceeded his imagination, if he continued to absorb his cultivation with the chariot like this, then he would inevitably die of exhaustion.

It's not terrible to die, it's terrible to die too confused, Wang Yu doesn't want to just escape from the formation, and he died on the chariot in a daze.

Although the chariot is like a giant whale, then Wang Yu's bloodstone is a sea, and the sea water in it is endless, depending on how to promote the use.

The cultivation in the body was depleted very quickly, and Wang Yu did not dare to slack off, and silently recited the mantra to run the bloodstone, and the bloodstone ran violently under his urging, and the huge aura erupted out, poured into his meridians, and flowed to the dantian to turn into cultivation.

With the aura provided by the bloodstone, Wang Yu's cultivation slowly improved, and the suction strength of the chariot seemed to be in a somewhat full state, gradually becoming much slighter, until finally there was a loud bang, the palace suddenly shook, and the chariot was sucked and completed!

In the moment when the entire chariot was completed, it exuded terrifying coercion, crushing and distorting the surroundings of the palace, and the jade stone bridge and glazed tiles clicked and shattered, as if they could not bear it.

Wang Yu secretly said the horror of this coercion, but the coercion ignored him and did not envelop him, which made him surprised and delighted, it seems that the matter has become most of the time.

Imprinted his own will into the chariot, the chariot bloomed with flowing black light, a rune imprint, generated in the sea of his consciousness.

"It turns out that this chariot has four floors! Condensation, foundation, knot, yuanying! Wang Yu exclaimed in surprise, and carefully examined the imprint: "Each layer of demon beasts has different powers, depending on the strength of the demon beasts!" ”

Wang Yu's breathing was slightly short, and the content of the rune was imprinted. After getting acquainted with it, he slapped the chariot and shouted: "Open!" ”

The chariot roared, a roar roared, and rushed out of the chariot, and the silver-white tentacle demon beast broke free from the shackles of the chariot, jumped up suddenly, rushed to Wang Yu's body, and opened its mouth to bite down.

"Evil beast!" Wang Yu drank coldly, silently recited the control mantra, the silver demon beast roared in a deep voice, its body trembled violently, and it slammed in front of him, struggling violently, and his expression looked extremely painful.

Wang Yu took a few steps back, the control spell stopped, and the silver demon beast immediately got up, jumped up violently, and rushed to his face, its tentacles crashing into him.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Yu waved his right hand, and the black light of the chariot flashed, and several iron chains appeared out of thin air, binding the silver demon beast without the slightest inch.

The silver demon beast struggled and roared, Wang Yu stared at it coldly, the demon beasts that were sealed in the chariot were all some kind of powerful demon souls, and the silver demon beast in front of him was at the peak of its own cultivation, and it was sealed at the level of condensation.

Thousands of years of sealing made it lose its freedom, and at this moment, Wang Yu released him, and began to resist violently, wanting to kill the master and escape. Fortunately, while Wang Yu obtained the chariot, he also had a way to control it, otherwise under this demon beast, he would definitely fight hard until he was defeated and fled.

Wang Yu stared at the silver demon beast for a long time, stretched out his hand and pinched it, and a rune mark appeared from his palm, heading straight for the demon beast to submerge into its heavenly spirit.

The silver demon beast's body shook, its eyes became blurred, and it no longer resisted. But the fierce and bloodthirsty mangs are still unabated, exuding amazing coercion.

Wang Yu stretched out his hand, and the silver demon beast sank into the chariot, and then the chariot became smaller, only the size of a fingertip, and fell into his palm, like a small toy, delicate and small.

Wang Yu smiled with satisfaction, the joy in his heart couldn't help but be colorful, this trip was blessed, he was pleasantly surprised, first he got the formation control, and then he got a terrifying chariot, it was really joy from the sky.

After walking around the palace, he judged the exit of the palace, and pointed a little on the formation with his right hand, like a whirlpool that broke the waves and rolled upside down, suddenly appeared at his feet and teleported him out.

Wang Yu stepped out of the whirlpool and fell into a stone road, all around the stone road, there were demon bones and human ancients, Bai Sensen was a forest, and the yin qi was extremely thick, making the temperature of the stone road a little colder than outside.

The strangeness of the stone path makes it impossible to take it lightly, especially the white bones around it, it is like a dead man's pit, I don't know how many demon beasts and human corpses have been piled up to have such a situation.

Wang Yu carried the Ziyan Sword and slowly walked forward along the stone path, but he saw that on the stone platform, there was a corpse in a robe, like a dead thing, with his head lowered and motionless, burying his head in the robe, unable to see his face clearly, but there was hair hanging out, and the robe was full of dust, obviously it had been moved for a long time.

But what is even more puzzling is that this corpse is not decomposed, there is flesh and blood, even the hair, not a single hair has fallen, a long sword is inserted in front of the corpse, under the long years, the sword body is clean and dusty, and the cold light is exposed.

Wang Yu stood dozens of feet away from the corpse, staring at the corpse quietly, this abnormal dead thing is really too different from here, anyone can see it, as long as they are not stupid, they will perceive the danger.

It's moving!

Wang Yu's heart trembled, and the two fingers of this corpse moved slowly, although it was just a moment, it could make him feel dangerous and uneasy.

"It's a Terran!" Wang Yu was taken aback, the corpse raised its head, opened its empty eyes, stared at him tightly, if there was no murderous opportunity, it spread in the stone road, which was even more terrifying than the cold and cold air in the stone road.

Wang Yu was horrified, this corpse seemed to him to be a puppet, which was made into a puppet by a living monk*, and since then it has no senses, as if it were a dead thing.

The corpse in front of him is obviously a puppet, but it seems that the Taoist robe that is in front of him is definitely not a monk of his own generation, thinking of the time when the demon king died, it can be roughly concluded that this is an ancient monk!

The ancient monks are different from the monks of their own generation, the ancient monks have magical powers, and they are far from being comparable to the monks of their own generation, no wonder they are just a puppet that can release amazing killing power.

Wang Yu turned around and ran, in front of the ancient monks, he didn't have the heart to fight, fighting with the ancient monks was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, although the other party was just a puppet, but Wang Yu didn't dare to be arrogant to the point of fighting with him.

When he ran a few steps, the puppet stretched out his hands, inserted the long sword on the ground, grabbed it in his hand out of thin air, kicked his footsteps, as fast as a wind, and a few afterimages flew to the front of Wang Yu's escape, staring at him motionless with empty eyes.

Wang Yu's footsteps were stunned, the speed of the puppet was really amazing, no matter what, this battle could not be avoided, only by fighting to the death could it be possible to survive.

The two of them looked at each other with their swords like this, and no one took the lead in making a move, if it was said that the puppet was a dead thing, it was normal to be motionless, but Wang Yu was motionless, it was the cultivation in his body that flowed, and he was ready to go.

A few zhang puppets in front of him, the tip of the sword turned downward, and with a planing of his footsteps, two footprints were dug out on the ground, but the figure was like a sharp arrow, and it came to Wang Yu in the blink of an eye, and the tip of the sword was raised, and it stabbed Wang Yu's chest.

Wang Yu blocked the sword horizontally, choked on the sword body, and failed to advance an inch, and Wang Yu used force at the same time, grabbed the hilt of the sword with both right hands, and pushed the sword body forward with his left hand, pushing the puppet out a few steps and drifting away.

After doing this, Wang Yu seized the opportunity, flipped over the sword body with one hand, and the sword qi was drawn out, taking advantage of the fact that the puppet was not stable on the ground, and gave a fatal blow.

However, the puppet that seemed to be empty and fell was still a lifeless sword body, blocking Wang Yu's sword qi, and with a sound of the soldiers, the sword qi was deflected to the stone wall, splitting a gap