Under the destruction of that kind of sword qi, a little corpse demon who was awakened in the first life.

It has a corpse demon repair ability comparable to that of a legend.

It's just unbelievable.

Brian's regenerated right hand was a little weak, and the skin in his heart was even more pale and deactivated, and he raised his right arm with sore musculoskeletal pain and hugged Wen Hanwei's trembling body.

In the glimmer of blood.

He lowered his head to meet Wen Hanwei's gaze.

For the next impossible battle, both of them showed calm in their eyes.

"What is this?" Wen Hanwei asked the shock and tremor in the man's heart, she gently poked his regenerated skin with her blood-stained fingers, and asked curiously.

Brian's skin ached a little from her poke.

He put the small sword back into the sheath and said, "The talent of the corpse demon race is extraordinary healing." I devoured the corpse beads of a luxury corpse, and this talent should have been plundered from it. ”

Hearing this explanation, Wen Hanwei fell into a deep groan.

And the man on the throne suddenly got up: "Impossible!"

His handsome face was hot, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes were trembling.

"Racial talent, just like the corpse demon's second lore weapon, that is the supreme grace of the king! Half-blooded corpse demons such walking corpses are not qualified to awaken half of the talent! Only the outstanding existence among corpse demons, through continuous plundering and evolution, risking their own lives, under extremely harsh conditions, it is possible to awaken ......"

The scarlet gaze carefully looked Bai Lian Tsai up and down, and his magnetic voice trembled slightly, as if he saw something impossible.

"You have such a high-level talent as 'devouring', this is already a huge mystery, looking at your breath, it is pitifully weak, if it weren't for the blood contract, I could easily kill you with one finger!

You can't be a transcendental-level corpse demon, but if that's the case, why can you have two completely different talents at the same time!"

Brian looked at the man who was in high spirits, and couldn't help asking: "Transcendental-level corpse demons? What is that, I know that in the human world, the hierarchy of corpse demons is mortal corpses, jumping corpses, shadow corpses, flying corpses, extinct corpses, corpse kings, corpse emperors, corpse ancestors, corpse gods." ”

The man was stunned, then smiled contemptuously, and seemed very patient with his questions, like an older man solving his doubts.

"It's really a vulgar way of ranking, and only a vulgar and stupid creature like a human can think of it as such, but although it is vulgar, it does not violate the definition of the strength and weakness of the corpse demon.

As for what I mean by transcendence, it is the division of bloodline levels in our corpse demon world, just as the quality of the spiritual roots possessed in the human body is high. ”

Linggen......

Speaking of spiritual roots, Brian seemed to understand what had come to him.

Jin Sheng once said to him that the monks in the world are all those who bear spiritual roots.

The spiritual root has the wonderful function of communicating with the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and the cultivation nodes in the human body also need the spiritual root to connect and maintain.

The higher the quality of the Spiritual Root, the wider the bridge connecting the nodes.

And the spiritual power flowing on the spiritual root is also like the walkers walking on the bridge, the greater the number, the greater the power it has.

With a certain amount of spiritual power, you can build a more solid and stable divine mansion at the end of the bridge.

For example, if a human being has cultivated for thousands of years, his body will turn into loess and dry sand, and he may not be able to establish a small divine mansion to sense heaven and earth, so as to turn into immortals.

It's just that the quality of that spiritual root is too inferior, and the flow of spiritual power that it can withstand is really limited.

If it is said that the spiritual root of the mortal product is a water drop funnel.

Then the high-grade spiritual root is the river torrent and the waves are vast and grand.

There is a difference between the two.

And the corpse demon, there is no spiritual root hidden in the body, and what circulates in the body is not spiritual power, but blood magic.

The man seemed to have suddenly discovered something interesting, and raised his palm with great interest to point to the skin that Brian had repaired from his injury.

"Speaking of which, you should have realized it yourself, under Fang Cai's severe injury, even if you have the talent of 'healing', it is absolutely impossible for you to repair your bones and flesh to this perfect state in an instant, it is Fang Cai, a drop of blood in my body splashed into your wound, you will be so lucky. ”

Yes, since the battle just now, Brian has been feeling a drop of hot blood like carbon fire surging in his body.

Even after repairing a wound, the blood was still beating actively in the body, and it was not completely consumed.

The power of this man's blood is really strong and a little perverted.

The cruel reality reminded him again and again that this man had a power that he could not surpass.

Brian's mood was getting heavier and heavier, and he really didn't know how to escape from him in the face of an opponent of this level.

"Monarch level, legend level, transcendental, overlord, excellence, and finally mixed blood. ”

The man's laughter swirled in the vast darkness: "Your current expression is really appetizing, how is it? Do you need me to tell you what kind of bloodline is this great man standing in front of you?"

His smile was strange and dangerous: "This is the truth that countless people have wanted to find out before, and the many secrets hidden in your body are about to be unearthed by me, and the most rewarding thing is that I can't tell you this information." ”

Brian decisively said, "No need, I'm not interested in your business. ”

This man is cunning, and beneath his elegant and perfect skin lies the true face of the bloodthirsty beast.

Knowing this information at this moment will only be harmful to the current war situation, and it will add a heavy burden to my heart.

In this way, he would rather continue to fight with this unknown danger.

"It's so sad. The feminine temperament on the man's face swept away, and a cold smell of blade blood rust enveloped the two of them.

"At least let me engrave my name in your heart, you have the right to do so. ”

"This is my name. ”

Beyond the valley, in the depths of the heavens, the thunder roared, the sound shook for nine days, and the world that the light could not convey seemed to be torn apart by the dark thunder and purple lightning, as if the angry god was punishing him.

It's as if this name is a taboo name that cannot be mentioned.

The black fog torn by the lightning slowly gathered.

The feminine and beautiful face of the sky was like a demon in the night in the light and shadow, and the smile on his lips was like blood.

"If you are disobedient, then it is no wonder that I am cruel, I will open your chest and abdomen, dig out your heart and lungs, and reveal the deepest secrets to my eyes. ”

"Boy, I hope your healing talent can sustain you to the end. ”

The blade-like words come to an end, gradually giving a sound texture that is gradually no longer real.

The winds that came from all directions seemed to have a soul, like a night ghost screaming and whispering in the dark, and the voice was high and low, pointing directly at people's hearts.

Sikong slowly raised his palm, and the dark night wind between heaven and earth became the most loyal servant at his feet.