"Broken!"

Yun Chu'an drank violently, and the fierce light in his eyes was revealed, and it seemed that the red color on his bloody hands was even more intense at this time. The power like a tsunami meteorite falling to the ground erupted from the bloody hand, and bursts of air and sound burst out at the same time, and the invisible and tasteless aura in the air was swept away under the oppression of this bloody hand.

The fist of the bloody hand fell towards the head of the Roshan monster, and in a trance, the face of the ugly head distorted and moved, and turned into a face slightly similar to that of Yu Ou Yehan, and his expression was extremely frightened and frightened and roared hoarsely, "Yun Zhi'an, no..."

However, Yun Chu'an was not hindered by this face, but even more disgusted retching, not to mention that his handsome and compelling face was unrecognizable by this monster, at this time, this Ou Yehan's heroic face was so ugly under the mimicry of this monster, how could Yun Chu'an not have the slightest anger?

Before the Roshan monster could finish speaking, it was shattered by the fist of Yun An's bloody hand, like a long staff hitting a watermelon, and the smelly red and white things in it all burst out, sprinkling the stinky blood of Yun Ya An's body.

However, the monster that had lost its head did not fall so easily, the flesh of the broken neck surged, and the terrifying recovery power worked to the limit, and in the blink of an eye, a slap-sized, hard-to-see, and blurred head grew on top of the fat body.

However, when the skull only grew to the size of two palms, Yun Chu'an dropped another punch, once again beating it into a piece of flesh and dissipating into the air, but the extremely strong recovery power once again made the flesh buds in the neck continue to writhe.

Seeing that this trick could not work, Yun Chu'an secretly gritted his teeth, and from the place where the flesh sprouted with the bloody hand as the front, it fell from the sky, and penetrated from the top right to the bottom, only to hear the sound of "tearing", and the flesh and blood of the mountain were torn apart by Yun Chu'an's flesh and blood, and Yun Chu'an's whole person entered the body of this monster.

Sealing his mouth and nose to prevent those filthy things from being infected, Yun Chu'an looked back and grabbed a hard object, felt it carefully, and there were bursts of beating through, and a punch pinched it out, and countless blood-red threads writhed out of the bloody hands and nourished the body, and instantly covered the monster's body with blood lines.

"Boom!"

A punch blasted out of his back, and a huge blood hole appeared, and the figure of Yun Zhi'an rolled out of it, and the silk thread on the blood arm of his right hand was still stuck to the monster's body, and the recovery speed of the blood hole behind it was also a little slower.

It seems that he can feel the thousands of blood lines, and the cloud is controllable as soon as he moves, this feeling is very magical, the perception is countless in an instant, and the brain thinks about it, and the blood line is surging out, running up and down the meridians and blood vessels of the Roshan monster, constantly entangled in its flesh and blood, and a bulge the size of a vein bean is sucked from the blood line into the bloody hand of Yun Chu'an, and an inexplicable refreshing feeling appears from it.

After a few breaths, the dense blood line was wrapped around the entire monster, as thick as a blood-red worm egg, no matter how it struggled, it couldn't get rid of it, and the roaring cry was getting smaller and smaller, and Yun Chu'an was already a little stunned in his consciousness, as if he felt that the efficiency of such absorption was too slow, so he walked forward directly, inserted it directly into it with his bloody hand, and used his arm as a tube to absorb it directly.

Such a tall mountain-like monster only lasted for a dozen breaths under this kind of absorption before it was lost by the clouds, and the blood-red insect eggs quickly dried up, waiting for the red line to fade and coating the blood-red fly ash on the ground.

The blood energy provided by this monster to Yun Chu'an's bloody hands far exceeded those little monsters, only inferior to the concentration contained in the three-armed stone statue, and it was no wonder that this monster had such a strong physical strength.

The cold wind blew, and the fog that permeated the surroundings gradually receded, and Yun Chu'an was blown by this cold wind, and he couldn't help but shiver, and his head was a little clearer.

Only then did he think that he had used this bloody hand to absorb all the dirty blood of those monsters, and a thought of nausea and vomiting instantly came up, because Bigu had been in the valley for a long time, there was nothing to make him vomit out, and Yun Chu'an had to retch for a while before stopping.

Looking at the bloody hand that the red light gradually faded until it was the same as the ordinary arm, he concentrated his breath and looked inward, the blood that was active in the right arm was much thicker, and the strength was much stronger, and he frowned slightly and said.

"Even I can't resist the magic of this blood... Fang just killed Shangxingtou, but he didn't feel that his behavior was so weird... But what kind of fairy and demon blood has become a symbiotic state with me, with an obsession with the same kind of blood, it also brings me an extremely strong physical power, although it is mutually exclusive with the aura in my body, but there is no rejection effect, but I don't know what to do for a while. ”

Shaking his head, looking at the fog that has dissipated around him, Yun Zhian is constantly exploring in this white fog and has reached the boundary of unknown places, and now he is still in this strange Langya Sect monument, he still needs to be cautious step by step.

Looking at it, at this time, Yun Chu'an seems to be in a large hall, although it is still golden and brilliant, but after 10,000 years of time, it is inevitable that it will be a lot darker, and one step out, it is a series of footprints on the ground, and the dust on the ground is buried for many years.

Above this hall hangs a huge pearl, its brilliance has long dimmed a lot, but still exudes its own remnants of bright light, and the ruined scene of the ruins and broken walls is everywhere, desks, ornaments, screens, scrolls and other things are even more crooked and broken, Yun Chuan wants to pick up a yellowed scroll from the ground and look, which Cheng wants to touch his hand, the scroll is turned into ashes and scattered from the sword.

Coincidentally, these objects that have been in the list for thousands of years, except for those products with special materials, have long been difficult to resist the erosion of these ten thousand years, and they disappeared in an instant under the action of the external force of Yun Chu'an, and Yun Chu'an carefully continued to explore in this hall, wanting to find some useful objects.

After destroying an unknown number of 10,000-year-old antiquities, I finally found some useful objects.

First of all, there are some broken ancient monuments, and the words on them are all engraved by sword moves, even after 10,000 years, there is still a faint sword intent emerging.

This ancient monument is recorded in the ancient font, a few words are fine, but the long story comes, but it makes Yun Chu'an very difficult to read, and many places on the ancient monument have long been broken and missing, and I can see a rough idea under the reluctance to put it together.