The mourning cauldron jumped, and the burning flames suddenly solidified, seeming to have stagnated. wWW.QuAnBen-XIaoShuo.COm
Neither Zhuizi nor Li could care to cry anymore. They screamed almost at the same time. They didn't know where the strength came from. They jumped up like two angry female cats and rushed towards the mourning cauldron. Wen Leyang There was no doubt that I would die after being thrown into the mourning cauldron, but I, who was convinced that the master was channeling me, was still alive after being convinced. In addition, the mourning cauldron now behaved strangely, which gave them a glimmer of hope.
As soon as the two demons moved, the corpse figurines also moved suddenly and spread out suddenly, guarding the funeral tripod. Their empty eye sockets looked at Qianli and Zhuizi sinisterly.
Brother Han Wu was furious, his body flashed with lightning, and he knocked Chang Li and Zhu Zi over their feet, saying, "The corpse figurines are naturally protective of the cauldron, don't you even want to die! If you want to die, roll outside the mountain col and die." , stop acting up in my house!"
The shaking of the mourning cauldron and the solidification of the flames were the omens of the soaring evil spirits leading to natural disasters. Wen Leyang was not struggling as Li and others imagined...
He fell heavily to the ground and could not get up again this time. He shouted at the Han Demon at the top of his lungs: "Wen Leyang is not dead yet!"
Awl's injuries were slightly lighter than Changli's. As soon as his shoulder hit him, he immediately jumped up. He didn't care about the nonsense at all. He roared angrily to activate his true energy. Just as he was about to pounce on Sangding again, he suddenly let out a heart-rending scream. He screamed, grabbed his head with both hands, and fell to the ground in great pain! Her true essence was gradually scattered, and her spirit was repeatedly traumatized. During the repeated life and death, sorrow and joy, her true essence was greatly shaken. The storm began to hit the seal in Yuanshen.
All the strength in Aizi's body seemed to have been drained away, but her head was in pain as if it was going to burst. Pieces of scattered memories were like flying snow in the wind, spinning and passing by her eyes crazily!
Nineteen was surprised, and took two steps forward to hold up the awl. Zi's lip had already been bitten with blood. He used all his strength to open a gap in his eyelids, and used the only lightness he had at the moment to look at Nineteen. Said: "Broken Cauldron! Please..." As he said this, his body softened and he completely lost consciousness.
There was some hesitation in Nineteen's eyes. He looked up at the nearly a thousand corpse figurines that could tear them all into pieces, and finally backed away with his son in his arms. (〕
His eyes were filled with hatred, and he didn't even look at Jiujiu and Zhuizi. His hands, which had been spotless for thousands of years, had been scratched with blood on the hard ground of Yinshanyan. He glared at Hanbao Fifth Brother and screamed almost hysterically: "You force me!" After saying that, he took a long breath and growled word by word: "Stop!..."
Xiaowu cried loudly and struggled to fall from Hanbao's arms to the ground. She opened her arms to protect her father and cried to Changli: "It's not that father didn't save him. Who is it?" Wen Leyang can’t be saved, and his life will be wasted!”
Finally, they couldn't shout out the last word 'body'. The thing that stopped them from breaking the cauldron was not Han, but the corpse figurines. Brother Han just didn't want them to die in vain.
Even if Han was killed, Wen Leyang still couldn't be saved.
Even if the four most powerful demons, the cat demon, the raccoon dog, the golden monkey and the drought demon were all at their peak, it would be impossible to break through the seven hundred and seventeen corpse figurines that had been integrated with the dragon's veins and eyes.
It took her two thousand years to live a life-and-death separation with Tuo Xie; it took her one minute to live a life-and-death separation from Wen Leyang! Changli suddenly raised her pointed chin, and cried out the thick blood mist that was saying goodbye to life and death. The sharp scream turned into a hoarse wail again: "Xiutian, what's the use!"
Not as happy as the cat crawling in the forest, hiding from danger or ambushing wild mice!
The dark flames solidified on the mourning cauldron suddenly moved!
The more than ten feet of yin flames were like a painful snake, twisting and twisting its body desperately, twisting and tangled in circles, the flames trembled, sweeping across everyone's eyes... A sudden scream was so loud that it made people cry. Everyone's blood boiled and screams rose to the sky from the evil beast under the cauldron! The dark flame made a muffled sound, like a flower that had been suppressed for thousands of years and finally bloomed. The huge flame suddenly shattered into countless fire snakes, exploding in all directions.
The dark flames ignited on the other funeral cauldrons seemed to be alive. They struggled desperately and threw their huge bodies anxiously towards their injured companions, but they were still unable to reach them. From a bird's eye view from the sky, long fire snakes are drawn out from all the Yin cauldrons in the mountain col. They shake their heads and tails towards the Yin cauldron that just swallowed Wen Leyang, forming a huge and beautiful Manzhu Shahua...
Brother Hanbao fifth sighed and waved his hand tiredly, extinguishing the hope that had just risen in Nineteen's eyes: "The last mourning cauldron stained with the blood of living people will attract evil spirits. The natural disaster has already OK, it just depends on where it falls." After saying that, he leaned over and picked up Xiao Wu again, and walked to the side.
The corpse figurines grabbed the human sacrifice cauldron, and then their strength greatly increased. The last cauldron stained with the blood of a living person will draw the evil spirit under it straight into the sky, causing a catastrophe in the world... What's left now, Just waiting for that dark, gray-green Yin Qi that was so oppressive that it made people unable to breathe, to spurt out from the last mourning cauldron that swallowed Wen Leyang.
When everything is over, Hanbao casts another spell to drag the corpse figurines back to the underground palace. Soon after, the blood and mud on the surface will dry up, and the mountain col will return to the silence of thousands of years, as if nothing had happened.
At this moment, Han suddenly felt a blazing heat falling from the sky. He looked up and saw a giant red sword that was as big as the earth, and it was pierced straight towards him.
Hanbao was so frightened that he lost his mind. He swayed and ran away. At the same time, he roared angrily: "Master, you are coming to Yinyan, please show up!"
All the semi-congealed corpse blood on Hanbao's body rushed to his forehead. Needless to say, he was furious, but he was more frightened. Someone was hiding in the dark and attacking him. How could those corpse figurines remain indifferent? I was convinced and hid in Xiaowu's arms, with only a small head exposed. It saw with its own eyes that the two demon immortals in its master's body were bullied by Hanbao, and secretly summoned the big sword...
Xiaowu was also startled, and stretched out his hand to grab me. After I was convinced, I stretched out my body and ran away, running around on my daughter's arms and neck, and making strange screams from time to time. Complaining that my daughter doesn’t know the general situation, and now she only cares about playing.
At the same time, the shrill screams erupting from the Yin Cauldron suddenly stopped, and a series of thunderous explosions rolled down the ground where the Yin Cauldron sat. A layer of suffocating gray-green smoke slowly filled the huge cloud. In the cauldron, it didn't spew out like a volcano like before. It was like a weird fairy pool. These magnificent evil spirits were constantly generating evil energy.
It penetrated into the cauldron, and then it kept flowing and rolling, but it never overflowed.
Han Bao had no intention of wondering about Shang Ding's strange behavior now. He was holding Xiao Wu and escaping from the pursuit of Liu Jin Huo. He suddenly looked at Nineteen with a gloomy look. Nineteen was so frightened that Nineteen quickly shook his head: "It's not me!"
After Xiao Wu was seriously injured, his whole body was weak, and he couldn't catch him running around for a while, but he just refused to leave me.
The seven hundred and seventy-seven corpse figurines had stiff expressions and stood straight on the spot. The dark eye sockets seemed to reveal a trace of confusion and disappointment. They didn't understand why the bad luck was just swirling in the cauldron instead of rising into the sky.
If they can't cause disaster in the world, why should they fight so hard
Just like Han Bao didn't know that there was an insect in the world that could wield the Xuanmen Supreme Sword and had just learned how to sneak attack, Jiujiu didn't understand Sangding's method of killing the sky. She didn't know that Sangding's reaction was abnormal now. He frowned slightly as he looked at the flowing golden fire flying up and down chasing the Han Demon, and murmured: "Why don't you break the cauldron after I accept it?"
I'm convinced and now I just see Brother Hanbao as a bit displeased, and I don't even feel that Wen Leyang is in any danger at the moment...
Suddenly, one after another, muffled roars surged from the mourning cauldron. The muffled roars were like dragon roars but not clear at all. Instead, they were hoarse and made people feel uncomfortable.
I froze after being convinced. I didn't care about pursuing Hanba any more, and turned around hastily. My dark eyes widened and I looked at Sangding.
Liujinhuo lost control and plunged into the ground diagonally.
Hong Ke was much more obedient than me. After Xiao Wu shook it, it crawled back into Xiao Wu's arms and never moved again. At this moment, when he heard the muffled roar, he finally couldn't help but be surprised, and also exposed A head looks out.
Han Bao was still in shock, but he was still thinking about the strangeness of Sangding. After dodging the giant sword from a distance, his true energy flowed and slowly floated into the sky. Then, his usually stiff face suddenly trembled! But Xiao Wu suddenly cheered: "It's Ren Jiao Gu!"
In the giant cauldron, a huge bone snake wrapped in gray mist kept coiling and stretching its body. Its huge head rose and fell from time to time. It was swimming happily in a cauldron full of evil aura. It also had a curved snake blade on its body, and it swam its head and tail, making a hoarse roar from time to time.
He stopped crying again and stared blankly at the funeral tripod. After a while, he suddenly woke up and shouted anxiously to Nineteen: "Take me up! Take me up quickly!"
Nineteen smiled, walked over to help Changli, and jumped up onto the red giant sword that was thrust into the ground.
Hanbao was startled and kindly reminded Changli: "Be careful with that sword!"
Ignoring him at all, he stared at the joyful Jiao Jiao in the mourning cauldron. His dim eyes became brighter and brighter, and his tender face regained its vitality. However, he seemed to be stupid and opened his mouth. Hey Hehehe smiled.
Hanbao rushed forward, wishing he could jump into the cauldron. But no matter how he called Changli, the cat demon just kept giggling. At this time, a sound like two pieces of cold iron rubbing against each other sounded from the ground: "You Take me up and I’ll tell you what’s going on!”
Hanbao was overjoyed and turned around, but couldn't find the person speaking. It wasn't until the golden monkey waved his tail with all his strength that the fifth brother knew it was him. He raised his hand to put Nannan on his back, stretched out his hand and pulled the monkey into the air. Come to yourself.
When Qian Ren was digging the devil's fetus in the Motou Cave of Huashan Mountain, he, Zhui Zi and Chang Li had already studied Wen Leyang's techniques in detail. When he saw the situation in the mourning cauldron, the monkey's face was also filled with joy and he turned around. Han Ba has probably told Han Bao about the Jiao magic weapon and Wen Leyang's poison skills.
Even though Hanba is a top corpse immortal, he has never heard of this poisonous art of sanctification. The five elements turn yang and corpse poison into yin. In the fusion of yin and yang, the poison is turned into chaos. It first reshapes the meridians, then the body and bones, and then Flesh and skin…
After the monkey finished telling the story, the raccoon dog also came back to his senses. His whole expression was completely renewed. He stood on the giant sword and laughed loudly at Hanba and shouted: "Do you understand?"
Hanbao did not answer, but looked at the giant swords at the feet of Changli and Jiu with wary eyes.
She smiled brightly: "It doesn't matter, we'll talk about the giant sword later!"
Han floated to the giant sword with the golden monkey: "This set of magic weapons refined with Qian Jiao has been integrated with Wen Leyang, and has been refined along with his poisonous skills? The Jiao thorn and bone Jiao are still there, Wen Leyang is definitely still alive?"
Nodding and not saying anything, Nannan Xiaowu hurriedly asked: "What about the dragon armor?" Xiaowu didn't see a layer of snake skin floating up, and finally felt a little uneasy.
He was in a good mood, and stretched out his hand to pinch Xiao Wu's chubby cheeks: "The dragon armor has been trained to become his blood and bone armor. It cannot be separated from the body..." Just as he was talking, the bone dragons and dragons in the mourning cauldron The thorn suddenly began to tremble, and the evil spirit in the cauldron became turbid and rapid.
Muffled roars kept coming out of the bone dragon's mouth, and its body tensed up, as if it was suffering tremendous pain. Nannan couldn't help but widen her eyes. A pair of fist-sized bone bags were coming from the bone dragon's head. It rushed outwards with all its strength, and at the same time, four huge bone bags were propped up on the body of the bone dragon!
The snake blade swimming beside the bone dragon stopped vibrating, as if dead, floating quietly on the evil aura in the funeral cauldron.
Hanba's voice sounded like he had just swallowed a bowl of broken glass: "This is..."
If it weren't for Nineteen's support, Changli would have fallen off the giant sword in excitement, pointed at the mourning tripod and said in succession: "The bone dragon will transform..."
It wasn't until Hanbao stamped his feet fiercely that the two of them shouted the last word at the same time: "Dragon!"
The bone dragon transforms into a dragon!
The purpose of practicing Qianjiao is to one day transform into a heavenly dragon and rise to the top. Now that the bone dragon is a dead thing, of course it will not improve on its own.
I can't tell whether she is crying or laughing now. There is only one head among the tears: old! sky! open! Eye!
The Golden Monkey was excited, partly because Wen Leyang was still alive, and partly because he saw an eternal wonder: the dead strange dragon condensed into the shape of a dragon! It took a while before he came back to his senses: "Sure enough... the evil spirit of the evil spirit has been absorbed by this boy!" After saying that, he raised his head and looked at Han Ba: "The evil spirit in the evil spirit is insidious?"
"No wonder the evil spirit didn't spew out..." Han Ba nodded. No one in the world knew this place better than him. The evil spirit in the body is of course the purest form of poison and cannot appear in the human world at all, so he was killed. Ding lives.
In terms of quality, the life-and-death poison in Wen Leyang's body is far less pure and powerful than Master Tuo Xie's water-blue poison; in terms of quantity, Wen Leyang's body
The poison is unparalleled in the world. The poison of life and death is like a dog that can never have enough to eat. As long as it sees the pure poison, it will absorb and fuse it in. After reshaping the poisonous bone last time, it has swallowed the water poison of a large group of firecrackers and the devil fetus. Wood poison.
The water poison almost destroyed the Tianyin body, which gathered the true energy of the three sword immortals on Black and White Island; the wood poison was absorbed by the spiritual barrier to absorb the vitality of the vegetation. However, after these two poisons were absorbed by Wen Leyang, , because he couldn't find the fusion of Yin and Poison, it was only mixed with his Life and Death Poison. The quantity was enough, but the quality never came out. Wen Leyang also only got the poisoning techniques of water flowing and wood taking root, and his body was always Unable to reach higher levels, his skills became even more stagnant.
Although the yin fire in the funeral cauldron is blazing, it has no temperature at all and will not burn anyone to death. What really kills the 'sacrifice' is the corpse-inducing aura condensed by the funeral cauldron over thousands of years. After the sacrifice to the cauldron, Pure evil is pouring out from the evil spirit under the mourning cauldron. It should have rushed to the sky, condensed with the innate vitality into boundless violence, and caused a catastrophe.
Since Wen Leyang was thrown into the mourning cauldron, he first absorbed all the mourning power in the cauldron. However, he was already covered in blood, so he still attracted the Yin Eye magic circle and introduced the evil spirit from the evil body into the mourning cauldron. …
A crisp snapping sound interrupted the speculations of several immortals. In the mourning cauldron, a pair of pale bone horns stabbed ferociously from the huge head, pointing straight into the sky!
In the gloomy sky, colorful auspicious lights suddenly bloomed, and thousands of auspicious clouds rolled in, turning into countless golden-winged rocs and nine-day divine dragons with the wind. In the blink of an eye, the clear and exciting long roars and dragon chants entwined each other, penetrating again and again. sky!
The dragon-veined yin eyes, which had been lifeless since the beginning of the sky and had never had a trace of life, were now shrouded in soft beauty by the auspicious light in the sky, as if they were the sweetest dreams, so silent and without warning. , fell from the sky so unbelievably!
The body of the bone dragon did not get bigger. As its horns and four legs danced, the fierce dragon power erupted from the mourning cauldron, like an earth-shattering explosion, suddenly sweeping through every corner of the Eye of Yinshan!
Xiaowu cried, holding her father's neck tightly with her little chubby hands. Different from the previous bursts of crying, this time Nannan was so choked that she couldn't say a word at all, until she sobbed an unknown number of times. After that, he finally coughed out the stuffy air accumulated in his chest, but for a moment he didn't know what to say. He was dumbfounded for a moment before he stammered: "This dragon is ugly!"
The bone dragon grew horns and stretched out four sharp claws, but its body was still covered with white bones. The layer of gray mist that originally wrapped its body had disappeared, and the dragon's thorns had become nothing. It is matte black, and layers of dragon patterns have spread on the blade at some point.
As long as Wen Leyang is still alive, Changli doesn't care how ugly the monster in the mourning cauldron is, and replies with a smile: "Neng Jiao is dead, and the corpse's transformation into a dragon is purely due to Wen Leyang's light. No matter how it is transformed, it will not grow any skin or flesh. This bone shape will never change.”
As if hearing Chang Li's words, the bone dragon, which had turned into the shape of a dragon bone, raised its head unwillingly and roared suddenly...
Han Han let out a long breath: "As long as Wen Leyang doesn't die!"
Of course Wen Leyang is not dead.
Wen Leyang has been unconscious from the beginning to the end. The water-blue poison and the poison of life and death are fighting fiercely. The severe pain caused by it has turned into countless nightmares connected together, like countless saw blades covered with rust, hissing all the time. It rubbed his nerves until he was exposed to the Yin Cauldron by the corpse figurines. The ensuing coldness that froze his internal organs was able to dispel this series of nightmares that would never end.
At that moment, the scar on Wen Leyang's face twitched slightly. He was unconscious, but he really thought that he was dead. Everything around him was growing crazily and unreasonably, and his limp body could not feel alive at all. The power is just sinking downwards, sinking...
The sinister poison entered the cauldron, and the poison of life and death, which was already trapped in a fight and on the verge of disintegration, suddenly came to life. It desperately sucked in the poison that was scattered around. The surging poisonous tide finally turned into a crazy rotating whirlpool, but the poison of life and death did not increase in size. Instead, it suddenly became more intense, perhaps slightly inferior to the Aqua Blue Poison. The already huge amount of poison was enough to make up for the similar quality.
Just like a series of battles from Huashan, Foreign Land, and Qinling, the battle with poison in Wen Leyang's body suddenly reversed the outcome. The poison of life and death finally saved the master's body, winning this battle that no one could see. A fierce battle!
The poison of water blue is the original poison of Master Tuo Xie. It cannot be refined by the poison of life and death. In the end, it is only sealed in Wen Leyang's body by the poison of life and death.
The evil spirit and poison in the evil body are endless, and the poison of life and death is constantly purified, wandering around in Wen Leyang's body.
Although he is not as good as Chang Li, Zhui Zi and others, Wen Leyang is now one of the top masters in the world. Wrong punches have already become his instinct. When the poison flow becomes more and more powerful and his body gradually cannot bear it, even in the deep In the coma, Wen Leyang's body also trembled quietly. Although the movement was not large, it was clearly the poisonous sect's unique skill passed down by Master Tuo Xie: punch!
All the limbs and bones are catering to the flow of poison of life and death, twitching and shaking, using the power of fists to guide the flow of poison.
The sanctification of the physical body is not about the firmness of mind and the stability of the soul, but the separation of oneself from heaven. Since you are not born and raised by heaven, why bother crying to be integrated with heaven? The mourning cauldron where Wen Leyang is now is his own Xiao Tian!
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Under the influence of the wrong punch, Wen Leyang's skin gradually collapsed. The muscles under the skin that had been crushed by the bearded true energy were slowly withering. After an unknown period of time, the collapsed skin became plump again...
Water circulates in the world, nourishes all things, and completely integrates the life and death poison of water, reshaping Wen Leyang's bloodline piece by piece.
The wood element is constantly regenerating and tenacious. It is integrated with the life and death poison of the wood element, and is reshaping Wen Leyang's muscles piece by piece that have long been destroyed by the bearded man's real energy...
At this time, the dragon thorn quietly emerged from his body, and then summoned the bone dragon, and began to swim slowly in the funeral cauldron.
From the moment when the poison of life and death began to reshape Wen Leyang's flesh and blood, the bone dragon transformed into a dragon shape, and now it slowly sank to the bottom of the cauldron, as Wen Leyang's skill began to improve.
He let out a long sullen breath, then thought of something else, and shook his head with a wry smile: "How long will it take this time?" After saying that, he returned to the ground with the support of Nineteen to take care of Awl. . (Quanben Novel Network www.QuAnBen-XIaoShuo.com)