“…… I'm sorry. After a long time, Gu Yu lowered his eyes and whispered.

Le Zheng Yingtian glanced at his daughter, stroked her head with a loving smile, and once again focused on the battle situation.

The rain bamboo forest is also a miserable scene at this moment, the green and strong bamboo forest is being swept away by the scarlet broadsword in the hand of the prison Yan Ling one after another, the tip of the giant blade is filled with a strong killing intent, and the blood-red light is almost dyeing the entire sky, such a terrifying situation, those who have less ability to bear it will faint directly when they see it, Zhang Liangsheng actually didn't expect that the attack of the prison Yan Ling would be strong to this extent.

The internal organs were trembling at a terrifying frequency, and the continuous dark energy burst in his body, Zhang Liangsheng finally couldn't help it, and painfully squirted out a blood mist mixed with internal organ fragments, like a kite with broken strings, and flew straight out towards the broken rain bamboo forest behind him.

After rolling on the ground several times in succession, Zhang Liangsheng grabbed the ground with his palm, but even so, Zhang Liangsheng was unable to withstand this huge pressure in the end, and finally fell down weakly, looking quite miserable.

With just one terrible attack, Zhang Liangsheng felt that the energy in his whole body had been seriously emptied, and the consternation in his heart was self-evident. At least before he started fighting, he never expected that he would fall into such a disadvantage in such a short period of time.

"Damn it...... Is this going to be like this......"

Zhang Liangsheng gasped heavily, his arms on the ground were trembling violently, and blood flowed straight down his arms, Zhang Liangsheng suddenly felt that the dark earth was beginning to show signs of breaking with a rhythmic tremor, and subconsciously looked up to see that the prison spirit was actually walking towards him again!

"Damn little bastard, what's wrong with this feeling like you're going to die? It's still too early for you to die, and you haven't given me a good experience of the Prison Spirit's abilities! Oh, I forgot to tell you, don't look at my prison spirit, but he eats food slowly, I think you want to die easily, but it's not that easy. ”

With bursts of shrill bellows-like laughter, Qian Corpse began to wave his cane with a huge skull in his hand without sparing any effort, and every time the staff slammed it, it would set off terrifying energy fluctuations.

And when the dark purple ball of light suddenly rose up to the sky at the moment when it approached the Prison Spirit, it actually struck down along the Prison Spirit, and the carrion on the Prison Spirit's body trembled violently, and it immediately became as if it was dead, but the whole exuded an even more terrifying and dangerous aura.

Zhang Liangsheng, who had suffered serious internal injuries, took this opportunity to immediately grit his teeth and get up and distance himself from the monster in front of him, and now he understood that being pulled into the rhythm of the other party for melee combat was just a waste of time for him. We have to find a new way.

After stabilizing his body, Zhang Liangsheng didn't have time to think about it, and immediately ate 4 burial pills in a row that had just been put into the Haiyuan ring.

After a grunt, Zhang Liangsheng swallowed the funeral medicine into his mouth, and Zhang Liangsheng felt that the internal organs that had just come from endless severe pain began to be repaired little by little, although the pain was still the same, it was much better than at the beginning.

He must find a way to dispose of this dog thing today.

It's just that when he wanted to lift his qi and re-replenish his energy to fight, he found that there was a weak aura coming from the dantian. This is a sign of a lack of aura. He had just taken the burial medicine and became like this, and he didn't have to think about it, it must be because of his right arm that devoured energy like a bottomless pit.

This phenomenon is not once or twice, and it is actually okay in normal times, after all, wherever the energy is absorbed occurs in his own body, but in this kind of battle related to life and death, he can't control the inflow and absorption of energy, and can only watch the greedy guy take all the energy used to replenish the whole body.

This feeling also made Zhang Liangsheng a little helpless, he felt that he was like a slave now, this was too unreasonable, the energy became stronger was a natural good thing for him, but if the energy infused into his arm suddenly exceeded the energy in the true yuan one day, he didn't know what to do, after all, he had never even heard of this kind of thing.

There was no way, Zhang Liangsheng had no choice but to swallow a few more precious burial pills, and then he felt that the energy gathering point of his right arm had reached saturation and could no longer be absorbed, and the rest of his body had also been fully replenished. But on the other hand, a vision made him have to be distracted.

What's going on with this Prison Spirit? Zhang Liangsheng suddenly found that this tall pitch-black monster was motionless, it was like a giant stone sculpture, standing in place, forming a shadow that enveloped half the sky. Many of the surrounding funeral masters also seem to be a little foggy.

"Damn little bastard, you're recovering pretty quickly, if my guess is right, you also seem to have a little talent in refining funeral potions, it's really interesting, you've given me a lot of surprises."

Qian Corpse Uncle's sinister and resentful gaze only seemed to have a trace of deep meaning, Zhang Liangsheng naturally didn't know what this old thing was thinking, he just felt sick to his stomach in his heart, and it was estimated that whoever was stared at by such an ugly guy would not be in a particularly good mood.

Zhang Liangsheng felt disgusted when he saw his appearance, and sneered: "Dog, I think you should worry about yourself first, don't this thing have been killed by yourself." ”

"It's really ignorant, Zhang Liangsheng, Zhang Liangsheng, don't you think it's ridiculous when you say this? How can there be any concept of immortality in the undead, hehe doesn't matter, then I'll let you verify this for yourself. Prison Spirit! Kill him for me! ”

With that, Qian Corpse's dry corpse-like palm began to clutch his cane and wave it at the Prison Spirit, and the latter trembled, and a dark fire appeared in the huge eye socket dripping with pus.

After a while, as if in response to Qian Corpse's words, the Prison Spirit began to roar like a beast as its body trembled violently, and its hoarse voice and penetrating power made some low-level undertakers tremble.

The maggots on the body of the prison spirit began to spread in all directions, just like the white rain and mist, the scene was quite spectacular in a sense, and the miasma also burst out from the wound on its skin, and many girls vomited wildly on the spot when they saw this scene.

At the same time, the entire Rain Bamboo Forest was in turmoil, and the ground sank a lot around the place where the Prison Flame Spirit stood. The terrifying cracks scattered around the prison spirit, Zhang Liangsheng's pupils shrank, and he did not miss the dangerous thing that was attacking him at this moment.

"Boy, since you are so ignorant, then I will have a good time with you, it just so happens that Lao Tzu also needs one to test, and I can't find a suitable candidate."

After that, the resentment in Uncle Qian's eyes was no longer hidden, and he shouted angrily: "You can send me to hell, Prison Spirit!" Do it!! ”

"Roar" shouted angrily, the terrifying aura that Prison Yanling was erupting at this moment was much more terrifying than just now, this scene made Zhang Liangsheng's heart even more bottomless, and his face couldn't help but be gloomy. Now the situation is already a big bad trend for him.

On this basis, if it is to drag on, it can be said that it will not be beneficial to him, and after a while, it will be night, which is the time period when the strength of the Prison Yan Spirit has increased the strongest.

And if he doesn't kill the Prison Spirit, Uncle Qian will be like a mother body that will continue to supply power to the Spirit of Prison, which will sooner or later make him fall into the ant hole dug by Uncle Qian.

But he wanted to kill Qian Corpse, and the Prison Spirit had been making trouble, and he was caught up in the endless swamp.

Next, Zhang Liangsheng continued to dodge the attack of Prison Yanling that was even more crazy and fierce than just now, although the fierce attack as at the beginning was not brought into play, but just the attack issued by his own brute force Zhang Liangsheng definitely did not dare to take it lightly, and he was cautious.

As the battle with Prison Yanling began to turn into a long-term battle, Zhang Liangsheng was also bitter in his heart. If you want to compare physical exertion, you will definitely not be able to consume this kind of perverted undead in a mere mortal body, you must think of a way to change the status quo, and if you drag it out, it will be the time of death.

And at this time, Zhang Liangsheng found that every time he attacked after a period of time, he would have a refractory period, once or twice he might not be aware of it, but after repeating it five or six times, seven or eight times, Zhang Liangsheng had already noticed a trace of strangeness.

Although Qian Corpse Bo advocated that the energy of the undead spirit of the Prison Yan Spirit was endless, and as long as he did not die, it would be impossible for it to fall, but it was obvious that the Prison Spirit in front of him was constantly devouring the rotten pieces of flesh that had fallen from his body, which was obviously replenishing.

This kind of behavior can't but be said to be too weird, but if you look closely, you will find that every time you eat your own flesh and blood, the aura emitted by the Prison Yan Spirit will suddenly increase a few points, which is a very weak fluctuation, but Zhang Liangsheng's fiery eyes will naturally not miss it.

Every time before the Prison Spirit began to devour, Zhang Liangsheng found that the aura fluctuations on its body would be in a state of vainness, and at this time, he would start to pause and eat.

The obsidian lurking in the cracks of the ground also turns bright red at this time, and it is like a living creature guarding itself, waiting for it to attack as soon as it enters the hunting range.

So Zhang Liangsheng couldn't help but have a conjecture, did this guy rely on self-devouring for supply?