Chapter seven hundred and eighty second exhaustion
quiet……
In the entire hall, except for the sound of everyone's breathing, it was eerily quiet.
The more this happened, the more Zhang Yang felt an invisible pressure.
He always felt that Joseph, who was staring eagerly at this moment, had changed into a different person.
Perhaps, he has been completely controlled by the Viking witch.
What's more, the witch's soul has simply been transferred to Joseph's body, completely completing the body snatching!
In other words, Joseph is no longer Joseph, but a Viking witch.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel his heart sink.
If that is the case, the situation is complicated.
The Viking witch's soul can freely choose its host, so it is extremely difficult to catch her.
If she accidentally lets her take over anyone's body, then he will have to kill him.
Zhang Yang knew that the situation in front of him did not allow him to think too much.
Once the barrier is torn open, the consequences will be even more disastrous.
So, he gritted his teeth and decided to strike preemptively.
Using all his strength to activate the Nine Yang True Fire in his body, Zhang Yang turned into a phantom and threw himself at Joseph with all his strength.
Boom boom boom!
The scorching Nine Yang True Fire collided with the cold and biting Yin Evil Qi, and the two incompatible forces instantly burst out with unrivaled power.
Like thunder, deafening sounds came one after another, and the dust above the hall fell rustlingly.
Looking at everything in front of him, a hint of haze flashed in Zhang Yang's eyes.
Originally, Zhang Yang was somewhat confident with the vigorous attack just now.
Even if they can't repel the opponent, they can at least inflict damage on both sides and give Zi Yi and Alice a chance to escape.
However, who knew that Joseph could bear it with just his strong body.
Not only that, the backlash was so powerful that it actually made me feel suffocated in my chest.
Especially the blood evil energy that rushed into the body simply broke through the defense lines of the Nine Yang True Fire in the body and raged crazily among the eight extraordinary meridians.
Zhang Yang did not give up at all, constantly running the Nine Yang True Fire, re-building a new line of defense, and trying to snipe the raging blood evil energy.
Although Jiuyang True Fire has natural resistance to the blood evil energy, these blood evil energy are so strong and numerous that Zhang Yang simply cannot gather enough strength to contend with them.
However, Zhang Yang did not give up.
He knew very well that once he gave up, although these bloody evil spirits could not completely make him lose his true nature, his body would be shattered by their impact, making it difficult to survive.
If the Nine Yang True Fire loses the support of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, it will inevitably burst out in the end.
By that time, I will be completely finished.
The confrontation lasted for ten full minutes, with Zhang Yang struggling to hold on.
Wave after wave of blood evil energy kept attacking his Dantian, trying to flow into it.
At the moment, Zhang Yang's whole body was wrapped in blood-evil energy, and only the defense line of his Dantian remained intact.
As if pulled by an invisible force, the blood evil energy continued to gather around the Dantian, hitting the Dantian violently with stronger force than the last.
Boom——Boom——Boom——
Zhang Yang was suffering from immense pain every time, and his body was turbulent.
However, he tried his best to suppress the urge to vomit blood, and secretly accumulated enough strength, hoping to break through the envelope of blood evil in one go.
One second...two seconds...three seconds...
Every second seems like a long wait.
Finally, a trace of determination flashed in Zhang Yang's eyes, and he shouted loudly, and a red-gold light condensed into a beam in his dantian, heading straight towards the blood-evil energy that surged forward again.
Boom!
The two powerful auras collided together again, creating a violent explosion with overwhelming force.
Suddenly, turbulence raged, like a terrible storm.
The battlefield has always been within Zhang Yang's body. How could his body, which was riddled with holes when it was originally struck by the evil spirit of blood, be able to withstand such a huge impact?
Zhang Yang's mind suddenly went blank, and then his throat felt sweet and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
After a mouthful of blood, I seemed to feel a little more relaxed.
He staggered back two steps, his body shook violently, and he fell hard to the ground.
He only felt that his eyelids were heavy, but he tried his best to prevent himself from falling asleep.
There are people behind him who need to be protected, and he never wants anyone to be harmed before he is completely defeated.
Zhang Yang was breathing heavily, and waves of fishy and rotten smell instantly hit his face, as if trying to drain away his energy.
After all, I was still too confident and underestimated the strength of the Viking witch.
Suddenly, there was a sound like cracks in solid ice above the head.
Zhang Yang's heart tightened.
It turned out that the first zhenqi barrier that I had set up earlier could no longer withstand it and was about to collapse as I struck hard!
"Zhang Yang, you... how are you?" Although Chu Chu was frightened by everything in front of her, when she saw that Zhang Yang was also knocked down, she rushed over desperately and asked with concern on her face.
"Death... I can't die!" Zhang Yang struggled to squeeze out a sad smile.
Immediately, another stream of blood gushes out of his mouth.
"careful!"
Ziyi suddenly let out an exclamation.
There was a wry smile on Zhang Yang's lips.
What he was worried about was indeed true. Among the people behind him, there was indeed an apostle of the Viking witch hidden among them!
He is none other than the seemingly dull half-werewolf.
It turned out that just when Chu Chu squatted down to check Zhang Yang's injuries, the werewolf closest to them suddenly took action.
He suddenly transformed into a huge gray wolf, waving his sharp claws, and rushed towards them.
Because he was unprepared before and was concerned about Zhang Yang's injury, it was already too late even for Ziyi, the strongest among them all, to stop him.
Zhang Yang pushed Chu Chu away, used his last bit of strength to stand up, and grabbed the claws swung by the half-werewolf.
He was actually caught...
A trace of horror flashed in the half-werewolf's eyes.
Of course he knew how powerful his grip was, but he never imagined that this oriental man could lock his claws tightly despite being so seriously injured.
At the moment when the half-werewolf lost consciousness, Zhang Yang hit him with another straight punch with his left hand, hitting him right in the heart.
Ouch...
With a shrill scream, the half-wolf man felt that his body was suddenly drained of strength. The huge force lifted his body and flew out like a kite with a broken string.
Zhang Yang couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth as he looked at the dying half-werewolf whose body on the ground was constantly twitching due to the entanglement of Nine Yang True Fire, and then returned to human form.
Although he is at the end of his life, he has experienced the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation and has the strength to reach the late stage of the Fairyland.
It's no problem to deal with a mere half-werewolf.
However, the injuries inside his body were too strong, and this time it was even worse.
Zhang Yang's body swayed again, and he knelt down on one knee again, relying on one arm for support to barely fall down.
Ziyi glanced at Zhang Yang and couldn't help but feel scared.
It's all because I was too careless and didn't notice the changes in the half-werewolf, which almost caused irreversible consequences.
She frowned, then suddenly took action, and a ray of mysterious Yin fire came out of her hand and went straight towards the half-werewolf.
boom!
The pale flames raged, and together with the Nine Yang True Fire that Zhang Yang had implanted earlier, they quickly burned the half-werewolf's burly body.
However, when his bones were peeled off by two waves of flames, revealing white bones, a sudden change occurred.
I saw countless blood-colored magic patterns exposed on those bones.
"Wolf King!" Alice shouted.
"What is that?" Ziyi frowned.
"Victor is really a descendant of the Wolf King! He always says that he is a noble descendant of the Wolf King, and his bloodline is much nobler than Joseph's..." Alice murmured to herself.
As he spoke, the flames on the body of the half-werewolf Victor became more intense.
However, everyone noticed that as the flames rose, a blood mist quickly condensed on his body.
His huge body also slowly lifted off the ground under an invisible force, rose into the air, and finally fell into the blood mist and was wrapped in layers.
Ziyi also wanted to stop her, but unfortunately her power was directly bounced back by the blood mist, and she couldn't even touch Victor's body.
After about ten breaths, the blood mist dissipated.
Just when everyone thought there was something strange, they suddenly discovered that Victor's bones had disappeared without a trace...
Victor disappeared?
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other.
In the end, almost everyone unanimously focused their attention on Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid he, like Joseph, was used as food by the Viking witches. We are in danger."
His words were not without purpose. In this moment, the aura of the Viking witch seemed to have grown a little more.
Alice and Ziyi's expressions changed, and they felt extremely restless inside.
Vaguely, a pleasant flute sound suddenly came to my mind.
Ethereal and misty...
It seemed to be mixed with a girl's murmur.
Gradually, these whispers became familiar again, like the sweet words of a lover or the calls of relatives.
Kind, distant, and haunting.
Damn it!
Zhang Yang's heart tightened, knowing that all this was an illusion.
It's the work of a Viking witch trying to control the mind!
However, he couldn't stop it.
Even as soon as this thought appeared, he was immediately overwhelmed by the shaking scene in front of him.
Fu Yimen, Danxia Mountain, Feng Yanran, Shi Shi...
He gradually began to feel dazed, recalling the happy times he had experienced, and gradually gave up even the slightest thought of resistance.
Although there is still a thought in my heart that keeps telling me that all this is an illusion and a conspiracy of Viking witches.
However, he couldn't muster the slightest strength to stop this.
Just when he gave up, the sound in his ears suddenly disappeared and turned into a broken and hoarse whisper.
That's the mantra...
A complicated, lengthy, and difficult-to-understand spell.
It's like a blunt instrument scratching glass.
Above the head, those familiar faces also disappeared without a trace.
Instead, there were strange, rotten faces.
The smell of rotten corpses became stronger and stronger, making him smell the smell of death.
So what if you see it clearly?
At this moment, the Nine Yang True Fire in his body had been exhausted, and the Yin Evil Qi began to erode his body without any resistance.
He could clearly feel that every inch of his cells was gradually getting colder, his body was becoming stiff, and his will was being quickly swallowed up.
Out of the corner of his eye, Zhang Yang saw again that both Alice and Ziyi had been completely controlled.
At this moment, they were walking towards the hanging crystal coffin step by step with dull expressions.
Could it be that I really want to die here... (To be continued)