Chapter 671: Xuan Ling Corpse
Chapter 668: Xuan Ling's Corpse
On the top of the "holy corpse", the blood filled with a bloody breath was still spreading and flowing, squeaking and screaming, like the blood of a god, gurgling and wriggling.
Even the blood that remained on the blood-red long hair of the "Holy Corpse" was still sneering.
The blood of the gopher will need at least some time to completely enter the "holy corpse".
Taking advantage of this, the Great Elder Hu Changfeng turned around and shot over, wanting to stop the gopher's blood from clotting and taking the corpse.
It's just that Zhang Yan is faster than him, blocking the way again.
"Look for death, get out of here!"
At this time, Hu Changfeng was already in a state of rage, and when he saw Zhang Yan coming out to block him again, he was immediately furious, and his dry palm slapped away angrily, and the vitality around his palm swirled and rolled, turning into a violent and fierce claw, enveloping Zhang Que in its entirety.
The angry blow was amazing, and it could be seen that Hu Changfeng wanted to smash Zhang Yan with one palm.
It's just that.
Seeing the Avatar Cultivator attacking angrily, Zhang Yan stepped into the void, turned slightly, and quickly poked out with one hand, slashing along the void in front of him, and crossed out three traces of spiritual light.
Roar!
Rumble!
With a roar of rage and a roar that made the void tremble, I saw a slightly illusory giant beast with a dark body appear in front of Zhang Yan, roaring and pounced on Hu Changfeng.
At the same time, on top of the giant beast, a majestic figure dressed in black armor and holding a golden spear picked out a spear flower that disturbed the void and bombarded Hu Changfeng.
"What kind of spell is this!"
Hu Changfeng's face showed a thick look of shock, the attack that appeared from the young man's hand in front of him was faintly familiar, but it seemed to be several times more powerful than what he was familiar with.
Boom!
There was a muffled sound, and Hu Changfeng's Yin Qi palm was shattered, and his body couldn't help but be slightly shocked back a few steps.
"Hurry up and force the blood power of that evil beast's holy beast out of the 'holy corpse'!"
Hu Changfeng saw that Zhang Yan was tricky, and his heart was very anxious, and he shouted at those elders who were slightly injured.
Airplanes!
At the same time, the black giant coffin on Hu Changfeng's side also flew by itself at this time, and the majestic yin qi swept over, and dozens of yin corpses that had cultivated enough to have the middle stage of the Yuan Infant flew out of the black coffin and rushed straight to Zhang Yan.
"Heavenly Corpse Claw!"
And Hu Changfeng swept up with the group of yin corpses again, his dry palm slapped down on the black giant coffin, and a yin qi burst out, wrapping around Hu Changfeng's arm, with a bang, a sharp claw the size of a millstone that could directly tear the void apart, condensed in the void, and shrouded the giant beast and figure that stood Zhang Yan and the vitality illusion.
Rumble!
Bombarded by dozens of yin corpses and that amazing claw, the spirit slave that Zhang Yan had condensed with his vitality was instantly shattered.
Those yin corpses did not stop, and continued to find Zhang Yan to pounce.
And the sharp claws, the last hair came first, and they had reached the top of Zhang Yan's head.
"Ba Huo, get rid of those guys down there!"
In the face of this attack, Zhang Yan was still a light and cloudy, volleying in the air, pulling out and retreating, between the palms flying, one after another spiritual light swept out, and in a blink of an eye, he became a spirit slave, there were hundreds, swords, swords, clubs, fierce beasts, tigers and leopards, huge mountains and long rivers, humanoid yin spirits, different shapes, and the breath of each was almost equivalent to the full release of the breath of the monk in the late Yuan Infant period.
Thundered......
In an instant, Hu Changfeng's dozens of yin corpses were shattered in the blink of an eye.
It's just that the corpse claws fell that day, and they directly caught Zhang Yan's hundreds of spirit slaves.
At this time, after receiving Zhang Yan's instructions, Ba Huo had already swept out of the edge of the passage, and with a group of spirit slaves, he pounced on the hundreds of corpse refining sect elders.
Ge Xiaodemon on the side didn't seem to be able to bear the itching of his hands, shaking his long fiery red hair, like a female leopard, his body was like electricity, and his pink fist was like a hammer, and he directly blasted at those old monsters who were envoying to the yin corpse and were full of gloomy corpse.
"Thousand Spirits Sect Monk!"
When Hu Changfeng saw Ba Huo and a group of spirit slaves appearing, he was immediately shocked and angry.
Originally, he thought it was just a gopher leading people intruding, but he didn't expect that there was a Thousand Spirits Sect as an old enemy.
"Who are you? If you want to provoke a big battle between the Thousand Spirits Sect and our Corpse Refining Sect, you can't do it!"
Hu Changfeng saw that Zhang Yan was not easy to deal with, and suddenly roared angrily.
"That's a lot of nonsense!"
Zhang Yan didn't want to say more, and the magic trick in his hand was played again, like lightning, filled with spiritual light, and intertwined together.
The surrounding heaven and earth vitality instantly condensed and surrounded Zhang Yan.
Thundered......
The void trembled, and hundreds of spirit slaves condensed by the vitality of heaven and earth roared out without fear of death, and slaughtered Hu Changfeng again.
"It turned out to be a spirit of vitality, no wonder it was so familiar. I can't imagine that at your age, you can do what you want! It's just that you are so big, you are really looking for death! Even if the old man fought fiercely with your sect master at the beginning, the spirit of vitality he condensed could only last a few breaths. Hmph, this vitality transformation spirit, cultivation and divine consciousness consumption is unimaginable, see how long you can last!"
After Hu Changfeng saw Zhang Yan's identity, he suddenly consciously thought that he had seen the attack technique in Zhang Yan's hand, and immediately sneered, and with a slap of his hand, the black giant coffin on his side was full of yin qi, and hundreds of yin corpses swept out of it, and at the same time, the black giant coffin also turned into a mountain and bombarded it.
Listening to Hu Changfeng's words, the corners of Zhang Yan's mouth raised slightly, revealing a sneer.
The Sect Master Qianxun Wing's Yuan Qi Transformation Spirit that the other party said in his mouth is just a powerful cultivation to mobilize the Yuan Qi condensation, and Zhang Yan is now cultivating the real Spirit Sutra, which can be instantly refined into a real spirit slave, as long as the divine consciousness is strong enough, it can be condensed in a steady stream, and it can be done by consuming life and death of a late-stage cultivator.
Seeing Hu Changfeng attack again, Zhang Yan was in mid-air, strolling idly in the air, his palms were flying, and one by one the spirit slaves were condensed again, and they pounced on those yin corpses.
Rumble!
In just a few breaths, those yin corpses were all bombarded, and even the black giant coffin of Hu Changfeng's imperial envoy was also shocked out of the hundred zhang, and Hu Changfeng's face turned white, let out a muffled snort, and he stepped back a few steps in mid-air.
"You ......"
Hu Changfeng looked up, his face full of horror.
The attack of the spirit slave that appeared this time was even more powerful and amazing than before.
Just watching those spirit slaves kill themselves directly after killing the yin corpse, Hu Changfeng didn't have time to think about it, his body moved, and he slapped out dense claws at the spirit slaves who swept up, and directly tore them to pieces one by one.
But at this time, Zhang Yan pinched the trick with his bare hands again, and the speed was even better than before, and two hundred spirit slaves of different shapes, condensed by the vitality of heaven and earth, roared and rushed away.
"How is this possible!"
Hu Changfeng saw that something was wrong at this time, and after exclaiming in shock, he glanced at the blood on the "holy corpse", which had disappeared for most of it, and then looked at Zhang Yan, turned around and fled to the passage, disappearing in place.
"I want to go!"
With a sneer, Zhang Yan also disappeared in place at the same time, and then a huge palm fell from the sky and slapped into a void, and then a figure flew out upside down like a kite with a broken line, and smashed into the corpse pool below, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the breath was weak, it was Hu Changfeng.
Looking at the broken dantian and broken bones, it is most likely difficult to save his life.
And the hundreds of elders of the Corpse Refining Sect below were almost besieged by Ba Huo and the others, and under the restraint of the flames of the Ba Huo Ember Spirit, it was almost difficult for them to exert their strength.
Airplanes!
At this time, the blood on the "Holy Corpse" finally completely submerged into the body, and the entire "Holy Corpse" suddenly flashed with a majestic dark golden aura.
But this dark golden aura only lasted for a few breaths, and the originally huge yin corpse suddenly clicked and made a sound, turning into a huge demon rat with a purple body, and the breath was rolling.
It's just that in the next moment, the huge purple demon rat changed back to the appearance of a "holy corpse".
This kind of transformation lasted for nearly a stick of incense.
Squeaky ......
After a dense and unpleasant friction sound sounded, then the majestic dark golden corpse qi rolled out from the dark golden crystal coffin in mid-air, directly wrapping the body that changed between the purple demon rat and the "holy corpse".
"Fuck, damn it, Lao Tzu succeeded in snatching the corpse! Xuanling corpse, that body, Lao Tzu doesn't want it, don't ...... it."
Suddenly, a shrill sinister laugh came from the body that was wrapped in dark golden corpse qi.