"Ancient Beast." Mu Yuanying said two words coldly: "I heard that the Holy Son of Yanmo mastered the method of controlling the ancient beast, but I still didn't believe it, but now it seems to be true."

"Now he has become the target of public criticism, especially the one from Yun Yujun is also targeted. Even if he succeeds in Lianxu, he will definitely not be able to live long." In Huang Biao's tone, the Holy Son of Yanmo seemed to have become a dead person.

"Hmph, among the seven major forces chasing the Holy Son of Yanmo, the Yunyu Army, which is the most powerful, is the Qianlin Army, the Shanjia Army, and then Linshan Army, Xiao Tianyou, Tianhe Sect, and the Shadow Corps in Nanwan, it is the weakest one."

Mu Yuanying's eyes were like lightning, and in a few words he analyzed the major forces currently chasing the Holy Son of Yanmo in an extremely thorough manner.

Huang Biao, who was standing beside him, smiled and said, "Isn't there a boy named Tianser King in the Shadow Corps? I heard that he had walked several times under the clone of the Holy Son of Yanmo and fled back to Haijing City. He should have good strength."

"That may disappoint you." Mu Yuanying said in a tone of wisdom, "This boy was indeed a genius at this age. Even General Liu wanted to absorb him into the Qianlin Army. Unfortunately, he encountered the pursuit of the Holy Son of Yama and hid as soon as he escaped."

Mu Yuanying said in a pity, "If he never dies in such a battle, if he goes out of seclusion for a few days, there will naturally be another person on the new continent. But until now, he is still hiding under the heavy guard of the Tiger and Wolf Army and dare not come to chase and kill the Holy Son of Yama. It is obvious that the Holy Son of Yama has broken his courage and has buried flaws in his heart.

Now he took this opportunity to fight against the Holy Son of Yanmo and make up for some flaws in his mind. I am afraid he will never recover from now on. Not to mention the courage to advance his spirit, even whether the human realm can be retained is a question."

"Hehehehe, the big waves wash away the sand. Only gold is left for the last time. Since he has been eliminated, it only means that he is not a real genius." Huang Biao sneered: "The Shadow Corps is not worth worrying after all, but the Yun Yu Army's men are becoming more and more terrifying."

"In recent years, the power of Yunyu Army has indeed become stronger and stronger, so this time we must never hand over the Holy Son of Yanmo to their hands. With the unfathomable depth of Marquis Yi Yong, once we master the method of controlling the ancient beasts, I am afraid that no one in the New World can stop him." Mu Yuanying's eyes also showed a deep sense of worry.

"Then go and kill him." Huang Biao laughed and said, "The white horse and silver spear sent by Yun Yujun this time. I have been interested in him for a long time."

Mu Yuanying said cautiously: "The white horse and silver spear must not be underestimated. He is already at the peak of human appearance, but this is nothing. However, the silver god of death in his hand is a magic weapon that Newman has sacrificed for hundreds of years, and has the pure spiritual power that has accumulated countless years.

In addition, the demon Qilin Horse under his seat, the man, horse and spear are combined, which is almost unstoppable. But what is even more terrifying is that I recently found out that in order to ensure that the white horse and silver spear were sent, Mr. Yiyong also gave him the nine-son divine thunder he had personally refined."

When Huang Biao heard this, his brows frowned deeply. Although he was cruel and easy to kill, he was not an idiot and understood very well what Mu Yuanying said meant.

"Before joining the army, this man, was a disciple of Lei Xiaofeng from the seven major sects of the Central Plains. Others don't know, but I know that this man was already a famous figure in the Taoist sect fifty years ago, and his Taoist skills had reached the realm of creating a galaxy. He had practiced Lei Xiaofeng's many thunder techniques, divine thunder, and many magic weapons.

Especially the ten earthquakes of the heavens and the sky sound thunders, which are in one shot. A thousand meters will surely die if it touches it. Even if the White Horse Silver Spear now gets a slightly worse Nine-son Divine Thunder, I am afraid that if we fight to the death, we may not be our opponents."

Mu Yuanying sighed and said deeply: "Do your best to do your best. If so many masters gather in the Northern Wilderness, this battle may not be over for a month or two, and there may not be no turning point at that time."

As he said that, Mu Yuanying and Huang Biao had already ridden their horses and led their subordinates to quickly rush towards the northern mountain. The black mountain range was like a black tiger crawling on the ground, with evil spirits rising to the sky all over, and coldly watching waves of masters rushing towards him.

...

Zuo Qingcang is in a stone chamber where the sun and the moon are not visible, and he keeps practicing the changes of gods and demons every day. When he is tired, he sleeps to replenish his energy, and when he is hungry, he drinks spiritual wine to replenish his energy and nourish his nutrition.

Although the pain continued, he could feel his body becoming stronger and stronger. A trace of spiritual power wandered in the muscles, constantly increasing, increasing his muscles.

Ten days passed quickly. Zuo Qingcang had thick joints and strong muscles. His arms, feet and torso were much larger than before, as if he was developing and growing again.

Now, he is 2.7 meters tall after standing up, and any arm has the thick belly of an ordinary person. If you want to use something to describe it, Zuo Qingcang can only think of the Hulk. He looks like a Hulk now, but his body is not green.

And if the clothes on his body were not taken off in advance, they would have been completely torn apart at this time.

So far, the part of the body that has grown by the gods and demons has been completed. The height of 2.7 meters, the muscles and muscles of each part are the best state calculated by Prometheus. One point is more, it is not sensitive enough, and one point is less, it is slightly weak.

Of course, the most important thing is that if it grows bigger, there will be serious shortage of energy. This can only be solved by having a psychic furnace or practicing emptiness.

Seeing the little giant's appearance, even when I was sitting, the open space in the stone wall felt a little crowded.

Zuo Qingcang sneered in his heart: "It's really worthy of being a Taoist technique that was thought of in a few words. It's simple and crude, but very effective."

Of course, although this technique sounds simple, it requires a very deep understanding of the structure of the human body by restraining muscles, activating internal organs and nerves. If it were not for Prometheus's guidance, Zuo Qingcang would have taken several years to complete it.

Now Zuo Qingcang's strength has increased greatly and his physical strength has increased, but this is still not the end. He was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, controlling the movement of the bones and muscles in his body step by step.

Next, he needs to retract every bone in his body. It is not the dislocation contraction of the bones and joints, but the shrinking of each bone again, which will make his height and body shape return step by step until it finally becomes a standard body shape of 1.8 meters.

However, the process of changing and contracting is more dangerous than before, because the human body needs to contract back, and even the muscles need to contract back. This requires him to continuously control the muscles and restrain the muscle fibers, which is equivalent to forcibly turning the muscle fibers from plastic to rubber.

The muscle fibers are originally used to retract and relax, so Zuo Qingcang does this to force the power to accumulate in his body, like a spring. As he continues to contract his body, the strength of his body is forcibly increased. If he had not had his special physique and strong self-healing power, he would not have been able to do this at all.

As the body contracts, explosive power is constantly accumulated. According to Prometheus' calculations, when he returns to his height of 1.8 meters, the strength of his muscles will become like the rubber of a truck tire. No, it will be tougher and stronger than that. He will be able to withstand more than tens of tons of impact, load, deformation.

Even if the bullet hits his body, he will probably only leave a trace of blood and be clamped by the muscles. (To be continued m.) (To be continued)

...
Chapter completed!