The wandering spirit army realized that something was wrong and immediately retreated.
The Sea of Bones overturned and swept together all the Demon Horn Clan troops coming from behind. Under Chishui's order, they all retreated.
The yellow sand quickly surged up, and the army of wandering souls and the army of the Demon Horns disappeared.
Zhang Wenyuan collapsed to the ground, and Jiang Mingyuan and Yuan Yu immediately stepped forward to help him.
"Brother Yuan, this trick is too risky. It's better to use it sparingly in the future." Jiang Mingyuan said worriedly.
Yuan Yu frowned and said, "Yes, although this move is powerful, the price it has to pay is not small."
Zhang Wenyuan practices the art of nine-turn immortality, and has mastered the top-secret method while practicing in the world.
It can maintain an almost semi-god state for a very short period of time.
The army of wandering souls continued to press forward, and Qian Zhuo led the terrifying beasts from behind, as well as the Demon Horn Clan army.
If this situation continues, the human army will definitely be wiped out.
Zhang Wenyuan transforms into a state close to that of a demigod, and can repel all the Demon Horns almost instantly. In order to resolve the crisis urgently, this move is the safest and fastest way.
On the other hand, it is best to activate all one's strength in this state, and Zhang Wenyuan also wants to see what his limit is.
Against the laws of heaven in the magical world, Zhang Wenyuan has to take this risk.
Sure enough, the power of approaching the demigods instantly repelled all the Demon Horn Clan army.
Zhang Wenyuan felt his vision blurred and he almost exhausted all his strength.
"Brother Yuan, what should we do now?" Jiang Mingyuan asked.
"Continue, keep moving forward! Complete the planned task." Zhang Wenyuan said with all his strength.
"Brother Yuan, don't be afraid that I will carry you. I am very fast and no one can hurt you." Yuan Yu volunteered, his bangs falling down and covering his eyes with unique pupils.
Zhang Wenyuan nodded in acquiescence, and Yuan Yu immediately carried him on his back, and then opened the protective shield, hiding their auras.
Jiang Mingyuan immediately issued an order: "All soldiers, listen to the order and rush to me as fast as possible!"
The headwind suddenly turned into a tailwind, and everyone got excited and accelerated their march at full speed.
The Sea of Bones took the Demon Horn Clan army away and all retreated to the territory of the Black Wall. As soon as they retreated to the old military camp, they immediately launched a defensive formation.
Qian Zhuo and the others immediately took Chishui into the secret room.
Ba Qichi frowned and said: "How could this happen? How could the human race invite such a large force to come? A demigod? How is it possible?"
Qian Zhuo's expression was almost gone since he saw Chishui's demigod. His good mood fell to the bottom at this moment, and his face remained dark.
"Quick, put him into the pool immediately." Qian Zhuo ordered.
Several strong men from the Demon Horn Clan gently lowered the Chishui body into the spring water.
Ruohe's face was full of sadness, and the others all had varying degrees of burns on their bodies. He was well protected by the sea of bones, and there were almost no injuries on his body.
"Sir, it was you who saved us." Ruohe said regretfully, "If I could be stronger and have such a reaction speed, you wouldn't be like this!"
"Okay! Get out of here." Qian Zhuo said angrily.
Ba Qichi hurriedly grabbed Ruohe and exited the secret room.
Chishui was floating in the deep water. The eyes on half of his face were looking directly at Qian Zhuo and asked: "Is it difficult for me to recover during this period of time?"
The burning of Zhang Wenyuan's demigod power almost eroded nearly a hundred years of skill even if it was a minor injury.
What's more, half of Chishui's body was burned. To fully recover, he would have to pay a very high price.
Qian Zhuo clenched his fists tightly, his face turned red from suppressing it, and he took a breath and said, "Don't worry, as long as I am here, you will recover in no time."
"You," Chishui said in disbelief, "you should keep your power. The human race is so powerful. Without your power, it would be difficult to resist."
Qian Zhuo sneered and said, "So what? At worst, I'll sacrifice my whole body, and it won't be better than that."
"Are you crazy?" Chishui asked with one side of his eyes widened.
Qian Zhuo suddenly said with a fierce expression: "Don't think too much, do you think I want to save you? I wish you all died, and I am the only one who has the power of adults. But I don't like to owe my life, this time, it will be me
I'll give you this life."
The Demon Horn Clan all put profit first, and are extremely cold-blooded and ruthless. No matter what they do, they are all motivated by profit.
Chishui laughed. The wounds on half of his body were covered with bare bones.
The white bones are tightly intertwined together, like vines, attached to the wound, blocking the blood that is constantly pouring out of the red water, and thus retaining a lot of strength.
But the terrifying burning sensation of the demigod's power made him miserable.
"As expected of you, what are you going to do next?" Chishui said.
"Don't waste any more energy talking," Qian Zhuo said.
After saying that, he raised his hand.
The darkness in the secret room was immediately swallowed up by a dark purple.
The magic lines on Qian Zhuo's face shone with astonishing light, and power surged like a spring into the pool.
Chishui suddenly twitched and his eyes widened.
Terrifying power was pouring into his body continuously, and the water in the pool was constantly surging, like a monster's huge mouth, slowly swallowing up the red water bit by bit.
Chishui's screams rang out, and his screams circulated throughout the room, and the power gnawed at him even more fiercely.
"You have to endure it. If you can't, I can't help you." Qian Zhuo shouted.
Chishui immediately gritted his teeth and shut up, almost biting his mouth into pieces, and his eyes kept widening.
At the wound, countless dark purple liquids turned into hands and actually pulled out the bones that were wrapped around him, seeming to be trying to undermine his efforts.
Miraculously, those bones grew wildly.
A body emerged from the darkness.
I saw Chi Shui rolling his eyes. His strange body was half flesh and half twisted into a body made of hard bones.
His appearance is even more terrifying than the terrifying beast.
There are also terrifying and sharp bone spurs on half of the shoulders of the bony body. The arms formed according to the physical structure are strong and powerful, and the fists are even bigger than the head.
Under the dim purple light, Qian Zhuo's expression of astonishment appeared. He suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Wonderful! It's so wonderful!"
"Chishui, I never imagined that you could evolve to this level with the help of the power of magic patterns." Qian Zhuo said.
With a splash, Chishui fell into the cold water.
He woke up suddenly and climbed out of the pool immediately.
He just used the arm turned into white bones to support him gently, and he flew up, and with a whoosh, he immediately fell to the shore.
Qian Zhuo was shocked by this, "Your physical body is stronger, and this half of your bone body actually matches yours."
Chishui's aura changed instantly, and he himself felt a strange feeling.
He looked thoughtful, even surprised.
"The power of the magic pattern can actually cooperate with my own will, continue to evolve, and eventually become my own power." Chishui analyzed in his mind.
"That's it." Chishui said, clenching his hands.
Qian Zhuo looked very happy and said: "Not only have you recovered your whole body, your body has also evolved! You are much more talented than that Ba Qichi."
Chishui shook his head and said: "No, the power of the magic pattern you poured into my body is too much, and it is indeed full at this stage. In fact, the power in my body is still really burned."
"If I use up the power of these magic patterns at this moment, it will not actually evolve." Chishui said directly. He saw clearly, and this is also the case.
Except for Qian Zhuo's ability to continuously obtain the power of the magic pattern, he and Ba Qichi will not be able to have this kind of power again after they use up the power of the magic pattern that was forcibly poured into them.
Qian Zhuo cannot replenish their strength.
Similar to temporary power, it is gone once it is used up. You still have to make up for the shortfall yourself.
"Okay, you're right. It seems that you are very talented." In the darkness, a voice suddenly lit up.
When Qian Zhuo heard it, his whole body was shaken. Even if he turned into ashes, he still recognized this voice.
He immediately knelt down and saluted: "Sir!"
Chishui narrowed his eyes and saw a powerful aura rushing over him, almost suppressing him to the ground.
He couldn't help but bend down and saluted: "Sir."
Under the dark purple light, Moyan's true form appeared, the corners of his mouth cracked, and a strange trajectory appeared on his face.
"Yes, you are very talented." Mo Yan looked at him with deep eyes and said.
"Your name is Chishui, right?" he asked.
"Yes." Chishui said with his head lowered.
"Do you want the power of the magic pattern?" Moyan asked with extremely tempting words.
Qian Zhuo was shocked and said in disbelief: "Sir, what are you going to say?"
Chishui slowly raised his head, with an extremely cold expression on his face, and replied: "No."
"What a pity." Moyan sighed.
Almost like a bereaved dog, Qian Zhuo knelt on the ground and crawled over, hugged Mo Yan's thigh and said, "Sir, don't you want me anymore?"
He looked extremely humble.
The corner of Moyan's mouth raised in a strange arc and said: "Qianzhuo, why are you panicking? You are doing a good job now."
"At this moment, the human army will also cross the border. I'm going to see what's going on with the demigod." Moyan's expression was full of expectation, as if he couldn't wait.
"Then, sir, what should we do next?" Qian Zhuo asked cautiously.
Moyan thought for a moment and said, "What should you do? That old guy actually went against my plan."
"Forget it, it's not important right now. I'm going to see what's going on." After Mo Yan finished speaking, his figure disappeared immediately.
Qian Zhuo still knelt on the ground for a long time, unwilling to get up.
His pupils were constantly vibrating. This was the first time that the adult showed his true form!
Chishui was also shocked. Even though he tried his best to restrain himself, he was almost out of breath and took a sudden breath.
Demon Flame has never shown his true body, and has always been a black shadow.
But his expectant look was deeply etched in the minds of both of them.
Mo Yan only revealed his true form in an instant, and his true form turned out to be that of a child, probably only five years old!
The devil horn tribe has always had a terrifying legend, the body of a devil child!
