Volume 1 The Great Li Kingdom Chapter 17 Green Leaf Pattern

The entire periphery of the Chaotic Beast Gang was full of demon beast fighting figures, beast blood splashed, on the ground, on the trees, everywhere.

But the most bloody and tragic battlefield is Ning Hong's side.

The demon beasts beside him had blood-red eyes, but they didn't fight each other, as if they were being controlled, and they shared the same hatred for the invaders.

In this place, the young man held a knife in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, fighting wildly in the crazy beast herd, the strongest of these demon beasts was only the eighth order of quenching, and he couldn't catch Ning Hong's knife at all.

Blood-stained beast corpses were piled up on all sides, and more and more demon beasts were coming from all directions, stepping on the corpses of their kind, fearless of death.

The blood of the beast flowed, forming small puddles on the ground, and the bright moon in the sky was reflected in it, which was strange and red.

The beasts trampled on it wantonly, and the blood and water were trampled in all directions, causing all the demon beasts to be smeared with this scarlet.

The blood made the monsters more and more crazy, and their combat power suddenly increased by two percent.

Ning Hong's handsome face was extremely cold, and every bit of blood, in the moonlight, made him like a ruthless killing god, between every move, there was always a life gone, and his cold gaze was like a sharp sword, trying to pierce all obstacles.

He didn't delve into the reason, he came to kill one by one, these were just ordinary first-order demon beasts, which originally didn't help his cultivation in the slightest, but quantitative changes can often cause qualitative changes.

In the six-hour battle, his arm holding the sword was close to the limit, and every time he swung it, the strength was not as good as before, he was constantly trembling, a little numb, and his spirit was highly tense in order to pay attention to the attacks in all directions.

A tired sleepiness gradually hit his mind, urging him to put down his weapon and fall into a deep sleep.

What he didn't notice was that in his divine soul, a quaint wooden box slowly exuded vitality in the sea of souls, nourishing the divine soul and body.

In the dantian of his divine soul, an ordinary-looking gray stone sensed this vitality and spun quickly, and a gray aura of ancient vicissitudes accompanied by this vitality circulated in Ning Hong's body.

When the angry and gray aura entered his physical body, every cell let out a cheering sound and absorbed it frantically, but the two air currents seemed to be endless, circulating in Ning Hong's body for a week, and after not missing at all, they finally returned to the divine soul.

Ning Hong didn't know about this series of changes, he just felt that a powerful force was constantly pouring out of his body, like a fountain, endlessly.

"Click"

There was an invisible barrier in his body that shattered, his physical body shook with it, and the aura of the sixth order of the quenching body continued to radiate around him, and the powerful power gave him an invincible faith, giving him the illusion that he could hardly touch the first-order powerhouse of the pulse.

"Finally a breakthrough," said the young man, grinning at himself, satisfied.

The fatigue is gone, and the whole person feels refreshed and back to the top state.

"Come on, hahaha" The size of a young man, his thin arms are incomparably powerful, and his sword swings out, drawing beautiful traces.

The sun slowly climbed up the branches from the east, and a piercing scream came out from the thunder abyss, and the strange sound that had been sounding all night finally fell silent.

The young man's chair sword sat on the corpse of an iron pig, surrounded by corpses, the originally crazy demon beast finally regained its senses, and looked at Ning Hong's eyes with full fear and awe of the strong, although they were controlled by an inexplicable force, the memory did not disappear, and he clearly remembered that this god-like young man kept waving his sword, and countless of his kind were like pieces of paper in his hands, which were torn apart ferociously.

Within a radius of one mile with the boy as the center, no demon beast felt the sense of coming forward to devour the corpses on the ground, so they could only wait quietly, hoping that the boy would leave.

The upper and lower eyelids were constantly fighting, and although the surrounding demon beasts were hindered by his strength, once he fell asleep, he would be torn to pieces without taking a few breaths, and he had to hold on to whatever he said.

He ran the Chaos Technique, frantically plundering the aura between heaven and earth, and after the aura passed through his dantian, a stream of black qi started from the dantian and spit out from his nostrils, which was the impurity in the aura.

Other exercises need to refine the aura first, but the chaos trick is extremely domineering, and it is all collected in one go, and then deleted by the dantian, and the waste gas is expelled from the body, leaving behind an incomparably pure aura, which is operated by the dantian, washing the body, and achieving the purpose of strengthening the body.

His left hand was originally leaning on the body of the iron pig, since he ran the Chaos Technique, a pure vitality flowed from the palm of his left hand, and the soreness of the whole body gradually dissipated, which was really wonderful, but the consumption of the spirit was only restored in the slightest.

As he enjoyed the thrill, it took two short breaths.

The sound of bones breaking came from under his ass.

The original strong body of the iron pig is like a fragile building block, unable to bear the weight of Ning Hong, and the middle of the back is sunken, forming an iron pig chair, to be exact, the pig is dry, only the crisp white bones are left in the body, and the flesh and blood inside disappear inexplicably, if it is not for the fact that there is still a layer of skin on the outside, it is like a skeleton that has been dead for a long time.

Ning Hong didn't pay attention for a moment, his buttocks were pierced by those broken bones, he jumped up, and hurriedly covered the chrysanthemum.

"What's going on?" he didn't know what he had done, and kicked him fiercely.

The sound of "click" continued to sound in the pigskin, and finally it all dried up, as if it was a fine pigskin.

Ning Hong raised his left hand, as if he had thought of something, and immediately raised his eyebrows, and attacked the armored wolf next to him.

"That's the feeling" Since he ran the Chaos Technique, a huge vitality rushed from the armored wolf, making the pores of his whole body dilate, and the cells in his body greedily devoured this vitality, but it was just a breathing time, and it was gone, less than that of the iron pig.

In this way, the demon beasts in the distance were horrified to find that the corpses that were originally full of flesh on the ground were empty one after another, and the young man's smile was like a devil in their eyes, scattering away, and no demon beast dared to look at it anymore.

Absorbing the vitality of two hundred demon beasts, Ning Hong's body finally felt saturated, at the root of his right arm, a green leaf pattern emitted a faint green light, and finally disappeared into Ning Hong's body, the saturation disappeared, but it could no longer absorb the slightest vitality, making Ning Hong helpless, looking at the corpses all over the ground, distressed.

A bold idea arose in his mind, not knowing if the life force of the living creature could be absorbed, and if so, it would be invincible.

But this can only be said to try again later, and it can't be absorbed now.

The problem is that after absorbing so much vitality, in addition to repairing the damage, those superfluous ones don't know where they go and how to use them, and they are puzzled by this.

But it wasn't important, thinking of the vision from Lei Yuan last night aroused his strong interest, making him more and more sure that something strange existed.

What the hell could it be?

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Second, please collect the old iron.

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