Chapter 235: A Thousand Feet
"Ahh
But the blood vessels were broken and grew quickly, and his palm couldn't get out of it.
The meridians on his arm protruded out of his body, making him feel unbearable pain, and his whole arm had completely disobeyed him.
He could feel the blood in his body flowing down the veins to the fluorescent ball, and the thing inside was drawing blood directly from his heart through his veins, causing him to go into cardiac arrest!
As long as it takes a few breaths, Yan Changkong will become the same as these thousands of zombies, they have all experienced what Yan Changkong is experiencing.
Qing Yan Sanren breathed a sigh of relief, at the beginning, he was using his natal essence blood to feed the existence in the Shenyuan Yi.
It's just that he alone has limited essence and blood, and can only keep that thing alive, although it has its own consciousness, it has no power at all.
Even these thousands of zombies were held down and fed by him one by one, it was like a young bug, weak and bloody.
Qing Yansan was originally worried that Yan Changkong would hurt Shen Yuan Yi, this Shen Yuan Yi was taught to him by the thing inside, one could control the stone nails between the throats of these zombies, and the other was to serve as its storage place.
Qing Yansan people didn't expect that such a powerful Yan Changkong would have no power to resist in the hands of that thing!
Does that mean that now it has the power to kill him?
No matter how Yan Changkong attacked these blood vessels with thunder, he couldn't free himself, and he could feel that more than half of the blood in his body had been lost, and a few more breaths would be sucked dry by the things inside!
Yan Changkong gritted his teeth, gathered his fingers as a knife, and cut off his arm with one hand!
Yan Changkong's face turned pale, and he was holding his broken arm, where no blood was flowing out.
Gathering the power of thunder and sealing his wounds temporarily, he wants to leave here and bring the news out.
Someone is feeding demons with human blood!
Stamped, the bronze armor soldiers surrounded again, and Qing Yansan stood on the shoulders of a bronze armor soldier, like a thin monkey.
"With the Qi Refiner as a material, I can make a god general again. Qing Yansanren looked at Yan Changkong, who had a broken arm, and a strong man with a broken wrist, he could be regarded as a character.
"Demon Devourer, if it can kill me today, it will be your death!" Yan Changkong retreated step by step, he was so weak that he didn't have any strength left.
"You're wrong, it's always been my master. Qing Yansan smiled strangely, as if he was expressing his loyalty.
Yan Changkong looked at Shen Yuanyi and then at Qing Yan Sanren, and finally fixed his eyes on the bronze armored soldier who first injured his palm.
If ordinary slaves are made of divine soldiers, then this one full of formation patterns should be a divine general, and its material is also a qi refiner!
Yan Changkong definitely doesn't want to become like this, become a puppet, he must escape!
The Qing Yan Sanren ordered the bronze armor soldiers to step forward, and because he lost a lot of essence and blood, his strength was greatly reduced, and it was inconvenient for him to deal with people
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There are two kinds of qi refiners, one is the pedantic school, refining weapons and alchemy for immortality, and he is this one.
The second kind is like Yan Changkong, which is a fighting stream, practicing martial arts and being invincible!
Don't say that he is not in good shape, even if he is at the peak, he is not necessarily Yan Changkong's opponent.
The god general in his hand was also a qi refiner of the fighting school before his death, he was poisoned by him, and after becoming a god general, he became a life-saving hole card for him.
Its sword pattern was a broken qi, so it could pierce his palm while Yan Changkong was unprepared. The body of the Qi Refiner has been more or less transformed by the power of the Dao, and even if he dies, he can borrow power from heaven and earth with the help of the formation pattern.
Although it is not as good as when he was alive, it is also eighty percent of the level.
If Yan Changkong can be refined into a divine general, it will far surpass the one in his hands now!
Yan Changkong broke one arm, and his other hand was also pierced, and there seemed to be no way to escape after being surrounded by bronze armor soldiers.
A circle of bronze armor soldiers erected a huge shield, and such a thick shield was not afraid of thunder at all. The shield array separated, and a bronze-armored soldier with a sword in one hand walked in front of Yan Changkong.
This is the god general, whose hand and sword are nailed together, and the killing is all instinct.
Yan Changkong covered his arms, and the rest of the bronze armor soldiers were not fatal, but the bronze armor soldiers in front of him made him aware of the danger.
Qing Yansan was not idle, he controlled these bronze armor soldiers to lift their shields forward, and gradually compressed Yan Changkong's activity space, so that he and the gods had to collide head-on.
Yan Changkong looked back, and a stabbing sword poked out against the gap between the giant shields, and the blade of the sword was slowly approaching him.
"Running to the thunder palm mountains and rivers for thousands of miles!" Yan Changkong used the power of thunder to seal the wound on his left hand, lifting his luck palm, and the thunder was entwined around him, like a snake and a dragon!
The thunder palm prints kept scattering and flew away, landing on the giant shield and the god general in front of them, and the sound of banging was endless.
However, Yan Changkong's strength was greatly damaged, and although those bronze armor soldiers were a little crooked, they still stood firmly in place.
And the god general stepped forward even more, ignoring these palm prints, and a long sword stabbed at Yan Changkong's face door like a broken bamboo!
Yan Chang's hollow heart sank, the sword was broken with qi patterns, and the armor was with defense patterns. Ordinary bronze armor soldiers are used to deal with ordinary soldiers, this god general, can be used to refine the general of the qi warrior!
That array pattern was integrated with attack and defense, and ordinary Qi Refiners couldn't break through the defense at all.
If Yan Changkong could still break through the formation pattern on the bronze armor strongly, but after he was seriously injured, his strength was only three or four out of ten, and as time passed, his injuries would become more and more serious, until he was dragged down.
A sword slashed through Yan Changkong's face door, and he dodged it with one step. Yan Changkong looked back and palmed it, imprinted on the back of the god general, and the god of hundreds of catties stumbled and slashed in a circle!
Yan Changkong jumped backwards, several stabbing swords stabbed at his landing point, Yan Changkong had no choice but to twist in the air to avoid the attack of those bronze armor soldiers.
Without a breath, God will kill again. The rotation of Gengjin above the blade of the sword is obviously what this god will cultivate before, and with the help of the formation pattern, he once again used his qi!
Yan Changkong's pupils constricted, his fingertips surged with thunder, and he clamped it with two fingers
The sword that pierced him.
When the thunder meets gold, a powerful electric current is stimulated from Yan Changkong's fingers, and the crackling is endless.
Although the formation pattern on the sword could break the qi, it was also metal, and the electricity flowed down the sword to the arm of the god who held the sword.
Enveloped by that strong current, even the unconscious gods suddenly stiffened. The ghostly light of the formation pattern on the bronze armor flowed, sharing the power of this thunder.
Yan Changkong was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, increasing his strength!
This god will only be able to destroy the formation pattern at close range, and attacks launched from a distance will be blocked by the formation pattern. But if you stick to the battle, you can destroy its basic formation, and thus hurt the dead corpse in this armor!
Bursts of white smoke came out through the gaps between the armor, and a scorching smell emanated. Although the god will be a qi refiner, he is also a **mortal fetus, and he will be burned by thunder.
Qing Yansanren looked panicked, he was actually losing the control power of the god general, and the magic circle that controlled the god general was gradually collapsing!
The power of the thunder continued to explode on the god, and the god turned the whole person into a thick thunderbolt.
Yan Changkong changed his two fingers to hold his entire hand on the hilt of the sword, his palm was pitch black, and he had already been counterattacked by the power of thunder.
But he didn't dare to stop, and if he stopped, he would fall short.
The sword had turned red all over, a red-hot copper lump. The armor on the god general was also partially red, which was the high temperature caused by the explosion of thunder power in the god general's body.
The force coming from the sword was getting smaller and smaller, and Yan Changkong knew that the formation pattern in this god general's body had been destroyed.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, this creation of the Qingyan Sanren was really ingenious, and a dead man could still borrow the power of the Dao.
The body of the Qi Refiner has a kind of life, and the power of affinity with heaven and earth is far beyond ordinary people, even if he dies, some evil cultivators can also use it to refine the weapon.
He can also see that this Qingyan Sanren does not dare to face him head-on, he is not a fighting stream.
As long as he destroys this god general, the other bronze armor soldiers have nothing to fear. Even if there are many restrictions on him, a pedant can't do anything to himself without the aid of creation.
The matter here, after going out, he had to summon the rest of the Fengshen Division to come, and he couldn't take it alone.
Bang!
The god general was finally torn apart by the power of thunder, and turned into a corpse. Yan Changkong knelt on one knee, blood loss and the fatigue of a broken arm attacking his mind.
He shook his head, keeping himself awake, he couldn't rest yet. Having destroyed this god general, but there are still nearly a hundred bronze armor soldiers, he doesn't have much strength left.
There were still several hundred troops outside, and he had to conserve his strength.
At this moment, a four-color streamer struck and pounced on Yan Changkong's face!
It was a worm that glowed with four colors, round and long, like a millipede.
But its thousand feet are not its feet, but black tentacles!
Those tentacles were surging, squeezing Yan Changkong's mouth open with all their might, trying to get into his body!
Yan Changkong
Caught off guard by this sudden attack, he instantly understood that this was the thing that sucked his blood in the Divine Yuan Yi!
The millipede-like thing was covered in mucus, and there was a broken egg in the Divine Yuan Instrument, and there were dehydrated and shrunken black tentacles on the egg wall.
After sucking so much blood, it finally hatched!
The length of the millipede's small arm fell on Yan Changkong's face, completely obscuring his vision. Yan Changkong pulled it with his hands, and the millipede couldn't hold it at all under the soft and boneless grip, let alone tear it off!
This snake-like and worm-like thing finally squeezed into Yan Changkong's mouth, and wanted to go down his throat into his stomach!
Yan Changkong only felt as if there were countless more worms in his mouth, and those were the tentacles of the millipede.
Not only did it have to get into Yan Changkong's body, those tentacles were still making holes in his throat, like hooks, clinging to his throat, and if it got in, don't even think about pulling it out!
said that it was too late, and then it was fast, Yan Changkong only came and dragged it twice, and the thing completely got in!
The feeling of suffocation came, and his throat was already full of the tentacles of this thing, Yan Changkong touched his mouth, scratching his heart and lungs!