Such a tragic scene happened in front of Yuan Futu. The level of blood was so bloody that it made people's scalp numb. This was much more terrifying than Jinbao eating. At least the demon corpses obtained from Mr. Xu had been processed. It looked like
It looks like a flat piece of meat, so there is no such strong visual impact as before.
Pieces of bloody meat were torn off, chewed and swallowed into the stomach. It could be seen that the boy was very hungry. Perhaps as a demon, it had to obtain supplies in this way.
This process lasted for more than two hours. Yuan Futu felt that his whole body was numb. The severe pain of the fire gradually turned into a loss of consciousness, and the degree of corrosion of his soul was gradually deepening, so that he lost consciousness.
If you become blurry again, you will soon fall into coma, and you may fall asleep forever.
"After eating that monster, it will be my turn."
Yuan Futu thought to himself that although the human body has no meaning to demons, killing humans is the innate instinct of demons, so he would not be surprised at all that they would end up like this.
In his unusually hazy sight, he seemed to see the young man walking in front of him. It was not tall, and it only reached the chest level at most, but it looked like the darling of the devil, which was more terrifying than those huge monsters.
Much.
That pale face is still indifferent, as if it has no emotion for anything in the world. It is probably because of the water of the underworld that its blood is only filled with the most primitive nature, which is cruel and violent.
Just like that, Yuan Futu thought that his life was over. He felt very tired and could no longer hold on. He couldn't help but close his heavy eyes, and his consciousness fell into darkness.
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Qingyang Sect.
In that palace, Immortal Xilai wearing animal skins was waiting quietly. Immortal Yan Yang came here soon after hearing the news.
"Master, it's done." Immortal Xilai said respectfully.
Immortal Yan Yang said in a deep voice: "Is it done?"
"His fatal part was pierced by the thorn cone, and then he fell into the land of hell. There was no way he could survive."
Immortal Yan Yang frowned slightly, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and said: "So, you didn't see him die with your own eyes, let alone destroy his body?"
Immortal Xilai's face was a little heavy. Although the outcome was no longer in doubt, this matter was still not complete. He explained: "At that time, he had fled to the land of hell. Although it was determined to kill him, his body fell into the
In the abyss, there is the existence of the Nine-Revolution Demon King, so the disciple did not confirm it."
Immortal Yan Yang was silent for a moment and said: "The demon inside will probably eat his body clean. That's all. Have you brought the things?"
"Bring it here." Immortal Xilai stepped forward and presented the divine dragon scales and the thorn divine awl together, and said: "Master's expectation is correct. If it weren't for the thorn divine awl, I'm afraid it would be difficult to break his.
magic weapon."
"The Stinging Divine Cone is a top-grade heaven-level immortal weapon. It is extremely rare. If it were not for safety, how could I let you use it easily?" Immortal Yan Yang said as he put the Divine Dragon Scale in his hand.
After looking at it carefully, he said in a deep voice: "This treasure is indeed not a first-class fairy weapon."
Xilai Immortal nodded and said: "Judging from its shape, it should be the scales of an ancient dragon species, but its color is like platinum, which has never been seen in any illustrations or classics before. I wonder if Master has any clues."
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Immortal Yan Yang shook his head and said: "There are thousands of dragon species in the earthly immortal world, and there are many dragon species with pure ancient blood. It's just that we have never seen it. This dragon scale must be one of them."
One of them, and inherited the power of the bloodline, formed a powerful weapon like an immortal weapon. I think its limit is comparable to that of a holy-level immortal weapon."
"Holy Immortal Weapon?!"
Xilai Immortal's stiff face twitched slightly and said: "This is extremely rare in any fairy country. I am afraid that only those first-class gate sects and the imperial court of the fairy world have it. This small dragon scale can really play a role."
Does it have such a powerful effect?"
"Of course, these treasures are like the magical weapons of demons, very powerful." Immortal Yan Yang held the divine dragon scales in his hands and tried to activate them with his world power and divine soul, but the dragon scales did not change at all.
His face couldn't help but become solemn, and he said solemnly: "The blood power in this dragon scale seems to have lost its effectiveness."
"Why is this happening?" Xilai Xian asked.
Immortal Yan Yang said: "It's very simple, because the bloodline inherited in it is already quite thin. In fact, this dragon scale is just a carrier. The real power is still the power of their ancient forbidden bloodline."
"So, wouldn't it be useless?"
Immortal Yan Yang shook his head and said: "That's not necessarily the case. I will use the secret method of the sect to try to refine this dragon scale and completely extract the inherited blood inside. This will be of great help to my future cultivation."
Immortal Xilai didn't quite understand what Immortal Yanyang wanted with this part of the blood, but he didn't dare to ask more.
Immortal Yan Yang said in a deep voice: "Send someone to tell the Lei family about the news that this divine pattern master is dead. I think they will be excited after knowing it."
"Yes, disciple understands."
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In the endless darkness, Yuan Futu was ups and downs, feeling that his soul was disintegrating and transformed into 48,000 pieces, flickering faintly here like fireflies.
Gradually, these fireflies began to gather together, countless soul fragments rejoined, and Yuan Futu's consciousness gradually awakened.
He opened his eyes and found that he was surrounded by a mountain wall, and the sky tightened into a circle above, as if he was at the bottom of a well. He was lying on a very soft tree vine, with a bonfire burning beside him.
Zhengwang, felt very warm, and was covered with a piece of leather armor torn from the demon body.
Yuan Futu felt his throat was dry and tried to force himself to sit up, but found that one side of his body was still in severe pain. This was not a bad phenomenon, at least it was much better than losing consciousness before.
He opened the leather armor and found that the bleeding had stopped on the broken flesh. At that time, a stabbing awl passed through his armpit and tore large pieces of flesh on his chest, waist and forearm. This was not that easy.
After recovery, looking at it now, you can still see the stark white bones.