The flesh, blood, organs and bones on his body melted one after another and turned into purple liquid, which was injected into the bone knife bit by bit through the hundreds of purple crystal threads.
"Bai Huan, from now on you and I will be one."
After the bone knife received the purple liquid, it began to vibrate. It slowly grew and deformed, and eventually turned into a long spine, and then dark golden sternums and ribs began to grow from the spine.
Soon, all the bones of the body were perfected, followed by the internal organs. Each organ that was completely different from human beings grew out of the nearly four-meter-long skeleton. Han Yi was horrified to see it.
How could there be such a method in the world? Is this guy really an alien from the Ten Thousand Demons Forest?
As this body was perfected, an extremely dark, evil, and gloomy aura filled the air, yet it revealed an indescribable sense of majesty.
Han Yi suddenly remembered where he had felt such a breath. His expression changed drastically and he stared at the body. No, he should be staring at Mu Qianqiu.
At this time, his head has been fully formed, with a majestic and ferocious face, covered with blue-purple scales, with two curved sharp horns on his head. A pair of completely gray-white eyes, sharp teeth protruding from the lips, and pointed ears.
At the same time, seven twisted and strange words appeared on his forehead and face, and an ancient aura rushed towards his face.
"Zhiwen, you are a devil, you are a devil."
The first half of Han Yi's sentence was still muttering to himself, but the second half turned into an incredible roar.
The next moment, he turned around and ran away, not daring to stop at all. Back on Lanyue Island, a night demon who was no more than the peak of Lingzong could summon the Demon Ancestor Dharma by making sacrifices. The real demon in front of him
, I’m just afraid that I’m no match for him anyway.
There was no choice but to escape. Han Yi had only one thought in his mind. If he stayed to fight, he would only die.
The dragon wings flapped wildly, and he poured all the remaining spiritual power into the flying spiritual weapon, activating the Seven Killing Techniques of Thunder and the Thunder Escape Technique at the same time.
Like a bolt of lightning, he covered hundreds of miles in a flash. After flashing a dozen times, Han Yi completely disappeared from Mu Qianqiu's sight.
After a few breaths, Mu Qianqiu completed the method of dismantling the demon and rebuilt his demon-fighting body based on the Baihuan Bone Sword.
He waved his hand gently, and the majestic power surged out, and the space in front of him was directly blasted to pieces.
"Well, it's not bad. This body is not worse than the previous one. It's just a pity that the White Bone Sword will be missing from the future."
After muttering to himself, Mu Qianqiu looked in the direction of Han Yi's escape, stamped his foot, and the space exploded. His whole body turned into a sky-shattering rainbow and flew away through the sky. The laws of space flashed, and he covered thousands of miles in an instant. It seemed that his speed was
, actually several times faster than Han Yi.
Tens of thousands of miles away in the sky, Han Yi completely released his soul power and sensed Mu Qianqiu's aura. Suddenly his expression changed dramatically, and in just one breath, Mu Qianqiu had already chased him less than 20,000 miles away.
"Such a fast speed. Is it the law of space?"
Han Yi suddenly shouted, Mu Qianqiu controls the laws of space, and it is absolutely impossible for him to escape if he only relies on flying spiritual weapons and thunder escape skills.
"Damn."
He immersed himself in a frantic escape while taking out the spiritual elixir from the space ring, and kept pouring it into his mouth. The Luo Shen Jue was working at overload, converting the surging medicinal power into huge spiritual power, and injecting it into the spiritual beads in his Dantian.
However, under the constant consumption of flying spiritual weapons and thunder escape techniques, the spiritual power recovered by Han Yi after swallowing the spiritual pill could only barely maintain balance, and there was not much extra spiritual power left. Not only that, but the spiritual power on his body
Many injuries still require spiritual power to stabilize, and the remaining spiritual power has been used to heal the injuries.
The huge wound on his chest was getting worse all the time. An indescribable violent aura lingered in the wound. Any spiritual power that came close was instantly destroyed, making it impossible to heal the wound.
"Stop fighting. You can't escape in this situation." A long-lost voice suddenly sounded in his ears. It was Jiu Fang who was not talking.
"Stop, do you want me to die in his hands?" Han Yi said coldly.
"Actually, you are not completely incapable of fighting. You haven't used the power of Kuilong Jue to its fullest yet. In the battle at Yulong Bridge, the evil spirits accumulated a lot of blood energy essence, which is just useful for you. And you also know,
With the opponent's speed, it will only be a matter of time before he catches up with you."
"That's a demon. Do you think it's an ordinary demon lord? Who knows what other incredible tricks he has hidden?" Han Yi's face was extremely gloomy, as if he could drip water. "I must live. If I stop, I will die."
It’s decided.”
"As long as I'm here, you can't die." Jiufang Bu paused and said.
"Haha, thank you so much for being willing to save my life." Han Yi was also stunned for a moment. He honestly said that he didn't expect the cold-blooded Jiu Fang to say such a thing, but he soon sneered.
, the words were full of sarcasm, "When I needed your help, you pretended to be dead. Why are you pretending to be a good person now? I tell you, I don't need your rescue."
Han Yi almost roared and said this, his expression looking like a furious lion.
When he begged in Tianxia City, Jiu Fang helped him and allowed him to watch Mo Qingrou die in front of him. It was still the same in Wu Fang Secret Realm. He also begged Jiu Fang.
Fang Bu still turned a deaf ear, so Qiu Linglong was seriously injured. In a rage, he slaughtered his predecessor and embarked on the road to escape.
His current situation is all because of Jiufang's discord. If he could have taken a little action back then, how could he have become like this, and how could he have faced such a situation?
"I'm sorry, there is a reason why I can't take action."
"Okay, then go back to your illusion mirror space and don't bother me."
With a thought, Han Yi directly blocked his connection with the space-time illusion mirror, which completely cut off the possibility of Jiufang not taking action to save him.
Behind him, Mu Qianqiu had already chased him thousands of miles away. With his speed, he might be able to catch up with him in a few more breaths.
"It seems that a battle is inevitable after all."
Han Yi stopped in the air, took a deep breath, took out a jade bottle from the space ring, pulled off the bottle cap, and a translucent heart floated out. It was the heart left behind by the innate spiritual fetus, containing
Extremely huge spiritual energy. He swallowed the heart of the spiritual fetus in one gulp, and all the spiritual arts in his body were driven by the Luo Shen Jue, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy contained in the heart of the spiritual fetus.
"It's up to you to buy some time before your spiritual power is fully restored."
"Evil spirit, come out."
A small black snake condensed out, raised its head and hissed at Han Yi.
"Give me all the blood essence you swallowed." Han Yi's voice left no room for doubt.
The evil spirit hissed twice, and its body suddenly collapsed, turning into endless evil energy surrounding Han Yi. Suddenly, a huge and terrifying blood essence poured into Han Yi's body. He immediately activated the Kui Long Jue
, fully accept the essence of blood.
The five Kui dragon patterns twisted on the surface of Han Yi's body, revealing an indescribable feeling of excitement. Han Yi absorbed it very quickly. In just one or two breaths, he swallowed all the blood essence.
The five Kui Dragon Patterns erupted in an astonishing blood light, each split into a part, and converged on the skin surface where Han Yi's lower back spine was located, condensing into the sixth Kui Dragon Pattern.
The moment the sixth Kui dragon pattern was formed, all the evil energy was absorbed into Han Yi's body. At the same time, countless huge forces surged out from his limbs and bones, invisible ripples spread out, and the surrounding people
The space simply could not withstand that force, and it collapsed one after another, and black cracks spread in all directions, reaching dozens of miles away.
Mu Qianqiu had already caught up, but he did not interrupt Han Yi to absorb the blood essence. He could feel Han Yi's changes. It is rare for a human race to cultivate such a powerful body, even the top demon master's demon body.
Unable to compare with Han Yi, Mu Qianqiu, as the most militant warrior of the demon clan, would naturally not miss the opportunity to fight Han Yi, so he gave Han Yi time to complete his transformation.
Only defeating the strongest Han Yi is an honor for him.
Han Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and his red-gold pupils were like lava, with fierce light gathering. Pieces of pitch-black scales grew out from under his skin, and accompanied by blue-purple lightning leaping and flying, the dragon wings broke out of the body and opened extremely wide.
Form a cross.
On his body, sharp bone thorns shot out one after another. At this moment, Han Yi seemed to have really transformed into an ancient Kui dragon, and the ancient aura set off a shocking craze.
"Bloodline of Kuilong." The fighting spirit in Mu Qianqiu's eyes became even stronger, and the muscles all over his body were shaking violently uncontrollably. He couldn't wait any longer.
"It really surprises me that you, a small human race, can actually integrate the blood of the ancient Kui dragon and can also use the death text. I am very curious, which divine realm do you come from?" Mu Qianqiu looked into Han Yi's eyes and asked.
.
"What God's Realm? I don't know what you are talking about." Han Yi frowned. Although he had heard the name God's Realm more than once, he had never known what kind of place it was.
"You are not from the divine realm, so you have received the inheritance of the ancient fallen gods." Mu Qianqiu became more interested, "Wait until I kill you, and then I will search your soul."
"Actually, I'm also curious, what are you?" Han Yi did not rush to take action, but instead inquired about the details of Mu Qianqiu. He knew almost nothing about the demon clan, and the only one he knew was
Name, Night Stalker.
"Haha, in this world now, the people who know about our existence are probably almost dead. It doesn't matter, your strength qualifies you to know my identity."
"I, Qiansu, am the greatest warrior of the demon clan, the Jalun War Demon."