Yang Chen didn't want to answer the question of the Great Immortal Eater, but thinking about it, the Great Immortal Eater had lost all his memories, only some instincts remained, and the only thing close to him was himself, and he was also pitiful, so he had to explain it to him, so that he could have more life experience.

If the other monks knew that Yang Chen, the little human immortal descendant, was actually pitying a master of the Taishang Golden Immortal level, it would definitely make most of the monks who had heard of it drop their jaws. And the remaining half must give Yang Chen a mouth without saying a word, the dignified golden immortal master is also something that you can look up to as a small human immortal?

But Yang Chen's current mind is really pitiful. Even if it is a demon clan, but a great master, he was inexplicably imprisoned and sealed, and even his memory was erased, if Yang Chen hadn't discovered the secret of the guqin, he didn't know how long it would have been sealed. Such a master should have dominated the world, but now he doesn't even know who he is, isn't it worth pitiing?

The Great Immortal Eater doesn't have a name yet, and Yang Chen only calls his seniors. You must know that Yang Chen intends to use the Great Immortal Eater as the treasure of the Pure Yang Palace, at least within a thousand years, he will be able to keep the Pure Yang Palace standing. Such a master, of course, the smarter the better, Yang Chen didn't mind spending some more time slowly teaching the Great Eater Immortal Worm some things.

The communication between the two was carried out with divine thoughts, and others didn't know about it at all. In the eyes of those fighting monks, Yang Chen and the Great Immortal Eater Worm belonged to the trophies at all, waiting for the victor to reach out and take them. The cultivation here is the worst, and it is also a few small realms higher than Yang Chen's four immortal grades, and no one will look at him in his eyes.

Everyone's battle was tacit, and they were not near Yang Chen and the Great Eater Immortal Worm. There is no magic weapon that will attack this side without a long eye. No one will involve the two of them in the battle circle. In this crazy battlefield, the two of them were like two people who had nothing to do with it.

There are fewer and fewer monks alive on the battlefield, but there are more and more corpses of monks on the corpses of those immortal-eating insects in Gourd Valley. Blood was everywhere, and scattered stumps and broken magic weapons were also scattered on the ground. In the fierce fighting, no one took a second look.

Unlike other people who fought to the death, Yang Chen and the Great Immortal Eater were chatting very leisurely. The content of their chat was related to the battle.

"Why do they fight each other?" The Great Immortal Eater forgot very completely, and he didn't even understand some simple truths, so he could only be explained slowly by Yang Chen. These people are crazy for what, for what to fight for, and so on.

"Am I what they want to fight for?" the Great Eater Immortal Worm didn't understand, "Aren't they afraid that I will kill them all with my hands?"

"Because they don't know!" Yang Chen gave an answer with a wry smile. With Yang Chen's insight and divine strength. It was only by relying on the strength of the spiritual veins below that he could roughly judge the cultivation realm of the Great Immortal Eater, not to mention those crazy guys.

Greed occupies all their minds, their reason has been blinded by **, and at the same time, they basically don't have the opportunity to carefully observe and analyze the Great Eater for a long time, and it is natural for them to make mistakes in judgment.

"Senior, you have to have a name, right?" Yang Chen finally felt a little uncomfortable calling him like that. I couldn't help but suggest: "Is it true that I am called by my seniors every time?"

"I must have had a name before, I just can't remember it. The Great Eater Immortal Worm couldn't see his expression, but the content of his conversation with Yang Chen clearly showed that he was trying to recall: "Call it casually first, and then talk about it when I think about it." ”

"Then forgive me for being disrespectful, let's call you Worm Elder first!" Yang Chen was not polite, and directly gave the Great Eater Immortal Worm a simple name: "When Worm Elder remembers it, then restore your real name." ”

"Okay!" the old worm, who was still a worm, agreed. Didn't say much.

"Here's a trick, you can practice it. Yang Chen then gave the insect elder a copy of the Heavenly Court's transformation recipe: "You can change your body shape, and you can also improve your cultivation slightly." ”

For Yang Chen, the worm always had complete and complete trust, Yang Chen gave him the exercises, and he began to ponder and practice without saying a word.

For a Taishang Golden Immortal-level master to practice the Transformation Technique, it is simply too simple to do. It only took a short moment for a guy like Jinghu to be a Heavenly Immortal Eight Grade, and the worm was even faster, almost after doing the exercises, he succeeded immediately.

The monks on the battlefield are fighting. No one noticed the huge immortal eater beside Yang Chen, and within a few breaths, it suddenly changed its appearance, turning into a big-eyed young man in black armor. The black armor is also dotted with white lines. It is exactly the same color as the fairy eater.

Moving his hands and feet with great interest, the worm seems to be slowly getting used to his new body. Yang Chen didn't speak, just watched the worm get used to it.

"Quack!" After the old worm moved for a while, he finally adapted to his new body. He twisted his neck and made a rattling sound before whispering to the monks on the battlefield over there.

The old worm's voice was not loud, at least Yang Chen heard it, but in the ears of those monks, there seemed to be a thunderclap. Boom, the huge sound and the supreme power contained in it suddenly erupted, and all the monks who were fighting above the gourd valley were all shocked in their heads, and then immediately fell into a faint and fell from the sky.

The sound of plopping was like dumplings, and those unconscious monks should feel fortunate that under the gourd valley, there was a thick layer of immortal-eating corpses, which was not on the ground, even if it fell, with the strength of their bodies, they would not have to worry about their lives for the time being.

Unfortunately, if this was all there was to it, they would have been a little too happy. Although the worm old man has amnesia and is very close to Yang Chen, it does not mean that he is really a good man and a woman. When he first discovered those monks, the worm elder planned to solve it himself, but Yang Chen persuaded him and let him watch the play.

Now that no one is playing the play, naturally these guys are useless, and I don't know what tricks the worm old man used, the dead immortal eaters where the monks fell, suddenly came back to life and began to chew frantically, and after a while, those monks, including their various magic weapons, disappeared without a trace.

After devouring the monks, those immortal eaters quickly turned into corpses, and then all the corpses of immortal eaters began to fly slowly towards the body of the old worm.