When Master Gou saw Zhang Congxin disappearing in front of his eyes, he spat out a leg from his mouth with a pop, and it turned out to be Zhang Congxin's left leg.
It is covered with large black veins, with clear lines and full of explosive power.
Even though he was separated from his master at this moment, he was still trembling slightly and constantly, with strong vitality remaining.
If it weren't for being held down by Master Gou's paws, he might have been able to run away on his own!
The dog man opened his mouth, swallowed it into his stomach, and said viciously: "Kill so many of my people, wait until I make this leg of yours into a big bow, and let's see where you run next time!"
He looked around.
Liu Juncheng and Zeng Tian stepped forward with sad expressions on their faces: "I've seen Mr. Dog!"
They felt a little sad that so many elite men died at once, after all, there were many of their cronies among them!
I was originally here to make money and gain credit, but who would have thought that I would die here!
Mr. Gou was also a little ashamed.
Logically speaking, in fact, he should have been following everyone. After all, it involves the prince and Taoist forces. If he follows, the safety factor will undoubtedly be higher.
However, on the way, he happened to pass by a temple where several female Bodhisattvas were taking a bath. He was embarrassed to dive and look at it for a while.
However, they took too long to wash, which caused him to miss the time.
Master Gou's eyes fell on the corpses of the factory guards on the ground. The once vivid faces had lost their color and he sighed softly.
"Let's bury them properly."
He waved his paw and looked a little heavy.
Tap tap tap.
At this time, footsteps suddenly came from the ruined building.
Yang Fan walked out of it holding his chest, his face frighteningly pale.
He stacked three layers of armor on his chest, Kui Niu Body, Bear God Armor and Flesh Buddha. Each one was almost more powerful than the other, and he finally blocked Zhang Congxin's random stab.
Jinbo Bodhisattva is indeed terrifying.
In his hand, he held the piece of jade pendant given by Concubine Chen, which was already torn into pieces, and the jade color itself had faded and become dull.< br>
If it hadn't been activated, weakening the power of the blow, and even helping him regain control of his body, he might really have been doomed.
As soon as he came out, he felt the low morale outside.
A group of factory guards were cleaning up the corpses of their colleagues with their heads down. Although they may have had grudges with each other during their lifetimes, everything is over now.
"You are actually still alive?"
Liu Juncheng and Zeng Tian didn't expect Yang Fan to survive.
After all, they saw with their own eyes that Yang Fan was hit hard in the chest by a big black muscle, even if it was just a casual blow from Zhang Congxin.
But for them, it is completely fatal!
"It was just a fluke."
When Yang Fan thought about losing the jade pendant given by Concubine Chen for this reason, he felt heartbroken.
But here, Master Gou knew that he had made a mistake and caused such heavy casualties. He felt a little depressed and ran out of the town without knowing where he was going.
Although after these people died, Dongchang could immediately regroup to replenish the group, and even Peng An wouldn't say anything to him, but he was still a little unhappy.
As someone who died once and was rescued by Peng An himself, he can better understand the despair that penetrates the bone marrow in a desperate situation!
"Hey, little ones, I will definitely avenge you, Mr. Dog!"
He was running wildly, with a fierce look in his eyes.
People who have been bitten by him still want to run away?
In Xingwang Town.
Collect the corpses and clean the battlefield.
Order was restored in the East Factory, and the expressions on everyone's faces gradually returned to indifference. The deceased was gone, and all they could do was to move forward.
And with the information provided by Yang Fan and the self-title on the arrow, they could easily determine the origin of this Jinnu Bodhisattva.
Thousand Prison Mountains!
A new chapter!
No one can kill their Dongchang people yet,
Without paying the price!
From then on, Zhang Congxin's name was directly included in Dongchang's kill list, and anyone who was related to him and protected him would be killed!
And the other side.
Zhang Congxin, who had lost a leg, had already run up to the mountain temple in Daqing Mountain. Despite the fact that he was missing a leg, his speed did not slow down at all.
The speed of martial arts is truly astonishing!
boom!
His figure hit the ground heavily, and one of his legs affected his performance, making him unable to fully control his power, causing large cracks to appear on the surrounding ground.
"Zhang Chongfeng, you, what's wrong with you?"
Song Chenfeng, who was in the mountain temple, hurried out and was shocked when he saw Zhang Congxin who was missing a leg.
"What's wrong with me?"
Zhang Congxin smiled angrily, opened his five fingers, and five big black tendons shot out instantly, wrapping Song Chenfeng in an instant and pulling him in front of him.
"I also want to ask you what's wrong! None of your bullshit information said that there will be a demon king next to them!"
Zhang Congxin gritted his teeth and looked at Song Chenfeng. When he thought of the big black dog biting off his leg bit by bit, he still had lingering fears.
"The Demon King?"
Song Chenfeng's heart also trembled.
Compared to human beings, the appearance of each demon king takes a long time, which also means that they will be particularly powerful.
Looking at Zhang Congxin's empty leg, Song Chenfeng could even imagine how terrible the situation the other party was facing at that time.
Zhang Congxin became more and more angry as he thought about it, and the black tendons wrapped around Song Chenfeng's body slowly shrank.
"Zhang Zongfeng, please spare my life..."
Just when Song Chenfeng felt that he was almost completely strangled, the black tendons on his body suddenly loosened, and a clear light suddenly emitted from the statue enshrined on the altar.
A figure glowing with golden light walked down from above: "Why should Zhang Zongfeng be angry!"
Zhang Congxin looked at the golden figure , a trace of fear flashed in his eyes: "It's not like you lost a leg, you can naturally say such things easily!"
"It's just a leg!"
The golden figure smiled and said, "I, the leader of the Five Poison God Sect, once killed a Blood Martial Saint, and the body is still there. I can make the decision and enshrine it to Zhang."
"Um?"
Zhang Congxin's eyebrows jumped.
At that time, his Qi and blood foundation was weak and he was unable to step into the Blood Martial Saint, so he chose the method of Jin Bodhisattva secretly taught by the sect. However, subsequent cultivation became extremely difficult.
He was almost tightly imprisoned on the first gate. Let alone taking the second step, even controlling his own sanity became increasingly difficult.
The remaining body of the Blood Martial Saint will undoubtedly be of great help to him!
It may not be impossible to make up for one's own shortcomings!
"What are your conditions?"
Zhang Congxin would not think that the other party was so kind and gave it to him for free.
Sure enough, the golden figure smiled faintly: "I want your Qianjie Mountain's cultivation method of Jindu Bodhisattva!"
"impossible!"
Zhang Congxin suddenly changed his color.
Although each of the five heavenly gates has its own merits, the Muscular Bodhisattva and the Skin Demon King are unique because of their weirdness and transcendence!
The former can master martial arts at extreme speed, while the latter can change in countless ways!
Not only did the Ming Dynasty explicitly prohibit the world from practicing cultivation, but even the cultivation method was destroyed, and once anyone who practices Jin Bodhisattva or Skin Demon King is discovered, they will all be regarded as treason, and the nine tribes will be implicated!
Therefore, in the current Ming Dynasty, only the royal family masters these two cultivation methods, and only those who have made great contributions to the dynasty can be taught.
One can imagine how precious the inheritance of Jinbo Bodhisattva in Qianjie Mountain is!
When Chen Yinglong led his troops to suppress and annihilate Qianyu Mountain, he actually did not mean to completely exterminate those who possessed this method!
Therefore, how could Zhang Congxin accept such a request from the other party!
Who would have thought that the golden figure's next words would completely shake his will: "What if I can help you become a Blood Martial Saint?"