[69 Book Bar - www.] Ouch, Ouch! When the Corpse Emperor saw that Yang Quan was on the verge of coma, he let out a howl, and a terrifying smile flashed on his face, revealing his ferocious teeth.
Ouch! The Corpse Emperor concentrated all his strength and prepared to give Yang Quan the final blow. This was the consequence of offending the Holy Realm. His consciousness was accumulating strength, and he opened his mouth to swallow the corpse energy that spewed in from the hole.
Ouch! The invisible and overbearing divine consciousness bombarded Yang Quan's head, aiming at his brain and sea of consciousness. The sea of consciousness is the storage place of divine consciousness. The Corpse Emperor mistakenly thought that Yang Quan was a Taoist monk.
Once the head is broken, the man is dead, and there will be a sumptuous dinner in the evening.
The extremely heavy consciousness pressed down on Yang Quan's head like a wave, drilling into Yang Quan's head with unstoppable force, and then quickly searched for Yang Quan's brain and sea of consciousness, preparing to break through it together.
"Ouch! Huh?" His spiritual consciousness saw the small golden runes in Yang Quan's head, and he couldn't help but uttered a confused sound. He saw the small golden runes kept impacting the corpse emperor's spiritual consciousness, and his spiritual consciousness was furious.
Flying towards these runes, these runes are like playful children. When the spiritual consciousness advances, they retreat. When the spiritual consciousness retreats, they chase and collide with each other, just like ants fighting against insects.
After struggling for a long time, his spiritual consciousness felt boring, so he stopped paying attention to these runes, and continued to search for Yang Quan's sea of consciousness and brain. The strange thing is that the sea of consciousness was never found. What kind of person is the Corpse Emperor, and how many monks have he eaten?
In the same position of the monk's head, many seas of consciousness have been destroyed, but at this moment, there is nothing there. Yang Quan has no sea of consciousness at all.
He gave up and turned to attack Yang Quan's brain. Attacking the brain had the same effect as attacking the sea of consciousness. Once the brain was broken, the person would die of cerebral hemorrhage. Facing Yang Quan's brain, this spiritual consciousness would
Just like a wolf that has been hungry for seven days and seven nights and suddenly sees a fat lamb, it pounces on it crazily.
boom!
Yang Quan's head was buzzing.
The corpse emperor's consciousness felt like it had been kicked against a steel plate, and there was a layer of pale golden restriction around Yang Quan's brain, like an iron plate.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
This divine consciousness did not believe in evil, and kept hitting it repeatedly, trying and failing, and failing again and again, but this divine consciousness was so impregnable that the Corpse Emperor itched his teeth with hatred. Seeing the delicious food right in front of him, there was an insurmountable gap between the hateful things.
cage.
Suddenly, a stream of blood that was enough to tempt the Corpse Emperor to commit a crime came towards his consciousness. The Corpse Emperor was shocked. He was the Corpse Emperor and fed on blood. Of course he was proficient in the quality and grade of blood. When he smelled this blood, he couldn't help but feel
Shaking the rope, the spirit is great.
Along the direction of the blood, a drop of blood filled with blood appeared in front of his spiritual consciousness. The corpse emperor's eyes shone. This drop of blood was supremely noble and ancient, and the blood filled with blood was full of blood.
The energy made him tremble even more. If he could swallow this blood essence, his strength would rise thousands of times.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaby" by his heart. Today he was lucky. A monk came in for no reason, and there was such a blood essence hidden in his head. He smacked his mouth, and saliva dripped down, soaking his lips.
Royal robe.
The corpse emperor's eyes narrowed, revealing a greedy and ferocious gaze, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes. He was bound to get this essence and blood. He stopped his work and stood up. His tall body almost touched the ground on the upper floor. He
He screamed and walked towards Yang Quan with a terrifying and ferocious smile, and his consciousness was always locked on this blood essence.
Bang! Every time the Corpse Emperor took a step, the whole ground shook.
Yang Quan was in a coma. At this moment, he no longer knew how nervous or scared he was.
Ouch! Only five steps away from Yang Quan, the Corpse Emperor screamed, and his consciousness swallowed the blood essence in one gulp, swallowing it whole. The Corpse Emperor's face was filled with a smile.
But the smile disappeared before it took shape, and what followed was a face full of distortion and pain!
Ah! Ouch!
The corpse emperor held his head tightly with two terrifying big hands. His huge body fell down and rolled on the ground. His face was twisted and he screamed in great pain.
After his spiritual consciousness swallowed and wrapped the essence and blood, he found that a powerful restriction shone on the surface of the essence and blood. Not only did his consciousness fail to absorb the essence and blood, but it was counterattacked by the restriction. Within a few breaths,
One-tenth of the corpse emperor's huge spiritual consciousness was swallowed up by this restriction.
The essence and blood shone brightly, Yang Quan suddenly opened his eyes, two rays of blood emerged from his pupils, he woke up, and his whole body was filled with extremely noble blood.
He looked at the corpse emperor rolling on the ground, and then looked inside his head, and saw a powerful consciousness struggling with the essence and blood. Yang Quan smiled coldly, the corpse emperor was hit, this essence and blood
Even the Earth Emperor Sutra dare not face the restrictions outside it. He dares to touch it. Isn't he looking for death?
"Ouch!" The Corpse Emperor howled miserably, splitting his consciousness, splitting a quarter of his consciousness, leaving the restriction, and then took back the three-quarters.
Yang Quan was horrified. He didn't expect the Corpse Emperor to be so cruel and torn apart his consciousness. However, it was very smart and decisive. In a few breaths, before the Corpse Emperor stood up, Yang Quan used the 'Meteor' move, and his hand
Hold the Seven Star Sword and rush towards the eighth floor. If you don't escape now, you will be doomed.
Ouch! With a roar that shook the sky, the Corpse Emperor stood up, his eyes were blood red, and he was extremely angry. He struck the fleeing Yang Quan with a scepter.
Boom! The blow missed, and the entire ground on the eighth floor shook, leaving a deep ravine.
There was another blow, and Yang Quan dodged. Now he had reached the seventh floor. With this blow, several of the corpse kings on the seventh floor died miserably under the scepter.
Ouch! The Corpse Emperor stretched out his big, bony and smelly hands and grabbed Yang Quan straight away. His arms stretched infinitely, his big hands opened wide, and he grabbed hard again and again.
On the sixth floor, even though Yang Quan grabbed dozens of them, he ran away and crushed countless poisonous corpses to death.
On the fifth floor, a huge hole opened, and countless poisonous corpses fell down, blocking the corpse emperor's sight. His consciousness was damaged and he did not dare to use it. He could only use his sight to find it.
The fourth floor!
the third floor!
Second floor!
The first floor! Boom, Yang Quan jumped out of the hole, with the posture of a white crane spreading its wings, and landed next to the group of monks from before. He grabbed the female monk with his big hand, jumped, and moved toward the shooting star.
The Chinese Gate in the distance flies away.
The moment after he left, the monstrous bone palm fell down, and all the monks were beaten into a pulp, and then they were picked up by the bone palm and dragged into the cave.
Ouch! The roar of the Corpse Emperor resounded throughout the Poison Corpse Mountains, and the echo did not dissipate for a long time. The sects near the Poison Corpse Mountains were alarmed, and monks flew out of the sects one after another, releasing their spiritual consciousness to find out.
After a few breaths, Yang Quan flew into the mountain behind the Zhonghua Gate with his sword. He put away the Seven-Star Sword and put down the female monk in his arms. Then he turned around and looked at the Poison Corpse Cave with all his heart. The corner of his mouth curled up, feeling...
The feeling of rebirth after disaster.
"Let me go, let go!" Yang Quan turned around and found that he was still hugging the female cultivator tightly. He quickly let go, still with a frivolous smile on his face.
"Why didn't you let the poisonous zombie eat you?" After a moment, the female cultivator spoke. Although she said this, her brows relaxed, obviously she was in a good mood after seeing Yang Quan alive.
"I disappoint you, just a little bit!" Yang Quan smiled faintly and gestured with his hand.
"Where is this place?" The female cultivator ignored Yang Quan and continued to ask.
"This place used to be called Dongyue Mountain, but now it's called Zhonghua Gate!"
"Ah?" The female cultivator was surprised and opened her mouth wide. Her sect was one of the sects that relied on the Chinese sect.
"What's your name?" Yang Quan saw her appearance, chuckled, and continued to ask.
"My name is Bishui Yao, hey! Why should I tell you!" the female cultivator said casually, then turned to look at Yang Quan, and answered inexplicably.
Smiling, Yang Quan found this female cultivator more and more interesting, "Bishui Yao, what a good name!"
"Don't scream, you are not allowed to scream!" Bishui Yao frowned slightly, and her angry look was clearly acting cute to Yang Quan.
"Oh, well, my name is Yang Quan. It's an honor to meet you!" Yang Quan followed the custom of the people on earth and stretched out his right hand, wanting to shake hands with it. Bishui Yao was confused as to why this man was extending his hand.
"Who cares what your name is, and I didn't ask you!" Bishui Yao pretended to be indifferent, but she had already firmly remembered the word Yang Quan in her heart, and remembered this irritating face.
When everyone heard Yang Quan's voice, they walked out of the hall, led by three women, followed by his brothers.
As soon as Hu Xia came out, her eyes suddenly straightened, and she kept staring at Bishui Yao, and slowly approached her. She suddenly made a fuss, returned to Zhou Qianqian and Ye Xue, and cried loudly: "Sister, look,
You don’t care about Brother Yang Lin, you’ve only been here a few days, and yet you’ve hooked up with a little vixen!”
Zhou Qianqian and Ye Xue also looked at Bishui Yao, their eyes dim, and they couldn't tell what they were feeling. The woman in front of them was a little arrogant, sunny, and classical. The two women inexplicably felt jealous, and then they felt repulsive.
"Little sister, don't talk nonsense. This is a junior sister I met when I went to the Poison Corpse Cave. I rescued her just now because of the emergency!" Yang Quan saw the expressions on the two women's faces and hurriedly explained.
"Hey, I'm still a junior junior sister. Sister, listen to me, how affectionate my brother's name is!" Hu Xia started to make nonsense.
"I think you should stop calling me Hu Xia, call me Hu Nao!" Yang Quan got angry, waved his sleeves, and entered the hall first.
Everyone hurriedly followed, but Master Dongyue looked at Bishui Yao thoughtfully, then smiled and asked his disciple to take her to rest, and then walked into the main hall.
"Young hero, a thousand heads of Pu Shengmen have gathered at this moment, and Pu Shengmen has been completely wiped out!" Master Dongyue reported.
"Oh, so fast, what day is today?" Yang Quan asked.
"The third day!"
"Well, that's right. There will be rewards for completing the task ahead of schedule, but now that the merits and demerits are equal, there will be no rewards. They are allowed to attach themselves to the Zhonghua Sect. You can arrange this!" Yang Quan waved his hand and decided the matter.
"Yes!" Master Dongyue withdrew knowingly.
Yang Quan watched Master Dongyue go out, and then looked inside his head. If it hadn't been for this essence and blood today, he would probably have entered the belly of the corpse. Suddenly he took a closer look, and the restrictions on the essence and blood seemed to be loosened. Maybe it was that
The corpse emperor's consciousness struggled and counterattacked, and blood flowed into Yang Quan's body like a stream, and was enveloped and swallowed by the vitality.
