Chapter 107 Chapter 107 Degradation after resurrection

"Instant!" Qi Xuan triggered, and the power of space wrapped around the tomb and left the distance.

"Probe. ”

Name: Kun Wuyi.

Gender: None.

Race: Fallen creatures.

Cultivation is: Eighth Order and Nine Sections (Legendary).

Exercise: Twist the Grimoire.

Talent: Twist.

Armor: Scythe of Sin [Accessory Fragment].

Attribute: Distorted.

Domains: Fighting Spirit, Twisted Realm, Magic, Twisted Realm.

Status: Corrupted.

Age: 765 years old.

"Hey, is that the reason for that ornament!" Looking at Kun Wuyi's only remaining fragment of military uniform and degenerate state, the tomb muttered to himself with some unhappiness, after all, this was because he didn't care about it, and he didn't carefully check the omissions caused by the characteristics of the armor.

"How is it possible, how can this be ......" and Kun Wuyi, who turned into an ugly monster on the side, shouted in disbelief, he realized that the cultivation that he was supposed to restore to the ninth order was only the eighth order, and it was an eighth-order cultivation that could never be broken through, he looked at the tomb with great resentment, and shouted: "Kill you, I, Kun Wuyi, swear to kill you!"

"Twisted Transformation!"

Around the tomb, a large area of space began to distort, and the distorted space squeezed his body, in a vain attempt to crush it into minced flesh, and by the way, the spatial cracks were torn apart, and the distortion was drawn towards the tomb, but the strong body was one of the capitals of the tomb to kill the enemy, and at this moment, the body comparable to the eighth-order dragon body just felt a huge pressure coming continuously, and the action was slightly sluggish.

The tomb waved his hand, looked at Kun Wuyi in disbelief lightly, and mocked: "Worm, that's all you can do!"

"Instant!" After saying that, the power of space wrapped around the tomb and left the place.

"Shhh~Kill you!" Kun Wuyi's head made of seven mutilated and ugly scorpion heads let out a resentful hiss, the madness had invaded his consciousness, and he was transforming into a pure mist beast.

The huge, broken and ugly scorpion wrapped in twisting power rushed towards the tomb, and the space that the scorpion swept through was twisted into broken pieces, and a huge and ugly spatial crack slowly formed.

"Instant!" The tomb's figure flickered again, teleporting to the back of the giant scorpion, and then the red and blood-red blade in his hand was raised high: "Ten directions scarlet, two shadows, crimson nine splits!"

In a hurry, the tomb barely attached two blood shadows, and the fourfold power increased in all directions wantonly swayed towards the monster in front of him.

The nine spatial cracks that emitted strange scarlet light quickly fused in the process of flying, turning into a huge scarlet hole thousands of meters long, devouring it, and the endless blood killing aura slowly leaked out, and the wide hole gradually closed......

The tomb watched with some surprise as the Scarlet Hollow formed little by little, perhaps the Scarlet Nine Cracks still had more secrets waiting to be discovered.

Seeing that Kun Wuyi couldn't get out of his body for the time being, the tomb breathed a sigh of relief, his body was illusory, and he launched the secret technique Yin, at this time, the fog beasts around him who were attracted by the aftermath of the battle saw that the target disappeared, and their manic nature caused them to roar at each other, push each other, and then fight.

"Shhh

Kun Wuyi gradually broke away from the attraction of the scarlet hollow, and one by one, the twisted and ugly arthrops of different lengths were held at the entrance of the hole, preventing the hollow from shrinking further, and the edge of the crack cut open his arthropods, and a trace of black mist continued to overflow like blood.

"Hiss~ little ghost, I'm going to kill you!" wisps of bloody killing aura gradually dissipated, only to see that the already very mutilated carapace on Kun Wuyi's body was even uglier, and the pitted carapace exposed a large area of carrion, and black water floated out of his mouth.

Rumble~

Before he could look carefully for the tomb's figure, the nearby mist beasts launched an attack on the incompletely transformed kindred, their claws slicing across the tattered carapace, their teeth biting at the tender flesh that was gradually being replenished.

"Domain, distorted!" Kun Wuyi felt that the realm was divided into two at this moment, and he hated the flesh and blood of the tomb, under that crazy hatred, the realm became wider and wider, and the power became more and more powerful, but even if he had experienced a breakthrough to the ninth order, even if he was at the peak of the imminent breakthrough, the realm of fighting qi and the realm of magic were always strangers, and they refused to merge in the slightest......

"Ah~ I'm going to kill you!" Because of the extreme similarity between the fighting spirit and the magic field, Kun Wuyi broke through the barrier of the ninth order almost without a bottleneck in the past, and later because he was lured to fall, he crossed the gap between the sage and the demigod in one fell swoop......

I saw that the ugly giant scorpion began to swell, and the original repair was completed, the dark and hard carapace was propped up, and the unknown beast heads and unknown claws were squeezed out of the cracks, roaring and waving.

'Probe. Looking at Kun Wuyi's transformation, the tomb felt a little familiar, and when he probed again, he found that he had forgotten his name, and the race had completely degenerated into a fog beast, and his cultivation had recovered to the eighth stage of the tenth order, and the exercises, talents, armor, attributes, and domains were already in vain, and his state had also turned into death......

"So that's ......" Looking at the ugly fog beasts that had completed their transformation and attacked wantonly around, the tomb finally thought of a familiar reason, these fog beasts he encountered were on the verge of death, wantonly absorbing the depraved breath around them, isn't it the appearance of this picture in front of him, although the speed of absorption, and the effect are very different, but the result is the same, but the fog beast has no chance to absorb it in front of the tomb.

Thinking of this, the tomb broke out in a cold sweat, but he remembered that when Kun Wuyi was still holding the fragment of the Fallen Spirit Weapon, he gave the order to the three tenth-order seventh-stage fog beasts to attack the limit, presumably to let them enter this state, fortunately, just one fragment could not fully command them.

While pondering in the tomb, the huge fog beast that Kun Wuyi had transformed had already wiped out and devoured the fog beasts around him, and the original tenth-order eight-stage cultivation had been restored, reaching the original tenth-order nine-stage, but it was only ...... Can Kun Wuyi, who has completely turned into a fog beast, still be considered alive?

"Roar!"

The huge mist beast in the shape of a meat ball was covered with hideous beast heads, and streams of black mist were spit out to cover the four corners, and one by one, the strong beast claws and arthropods cut out the long blades of black mist and corrupt space.

The tomb looked at the approaching sea of inky mist, frowned, didn't want to be contaminated, and launched Qixuan, but his complexion changed suddenly, and the corrupt aura made the space disordered, if he wanted to forcibly teleport, maybe he would be covered in bruises in the next moment.

"Roar!"

And the fluctuation of the power of space just now attracted the attention of the flesh-like mist beast, and that unforgettable hatred instantly locked the figure of the tomb.

"Roar, kill!"

(Flickering endlessly, to be continued...... ）