Chapter 153 I am a great man
Under the destruction of such sword energy, a little corpse demon was newly awakened.
He actually has the ability to repair the corpse demon that is comparable to the legendary level.
This is simply unreasonable.
Bailian's regenerated right hand was a little weak, and the new skin was even paler and less energetic. He raised his right arm with sore muscles and bones and hugged Wen Hanwei's trembling body.
Yingying's blood shimmers in the light.
He lowered his head and met Wen Hanwei's eyes.
Looking at the impossible battle ahead, both of them looked calm.
"What is this?" Wen Hanwei asked, revealing the shock and trembling in the man's heart. She gently poked his regenerated skin with her blood-stained fingers, tilted her head slightly and asked curiously.
Bailian’s skin stung a little when she poked her.
He sheathed the small sword and said: "The talent of the corpse demon race is extraordinary healing. I have swallowed a corpse bead that is as beautiful as a corpse. This talent should be plundered from it."
After hearing this explanation, Wen Hanwei fell into deep thought.
The man on the throne suddenly stood up: "Absolutely impossible!"
His handsome face was flushed, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes were trembling.
“Racial talent is like the zombie demon’s second killer weapon. It is a supreme blessing from the Lord! Walking zombies like the mixed-blood zombie demon have no qualifications for awakening talent! Only the corpse demon’s Exceptional existences, through continuous plunder and evolution, risking their own lives, can awaken under extremely harsh conditions..."
Scarlet eyes looked up and down Baili Anzai carefully, and his magnetic and rich voice trembled slightly, as if he had seen something impossible.
"You have such a high-level talent as 'swallowing', which is already a huge mystery. Judging from your aura, you are so weak and pitiful. If it weren't for the restraint of the blood contract, I could easily kill you with one finger. Kill you!
It is absolutely impossible for you to be an extraordinary corpse demon, but if so, why can you have two completely different talents at the same time?"
Balian looked at the man with high emotions and couldn't help but ask: "Extraordinary level corpse demon? What is that? I know that in the human world, the levels of corpse demons are mortal corpses, leaping corpses, and shadow corpses. , Flying Corpse, Absolute Corpse, Corpse King, Corpse Emperor, Corpse Ancestor, Corpse God.”
The man was startled, then smiled contemptuously. He seemed very patient with his questions, like an older man. The person solved his doubts.
"It's really a vulgar ranking method. Only vulgar and stupid creatures like humans can think of being called Tathagata like this. However, although it is a bit vulgar, it does not violate the definition of the strength and weakness of zombie demons.
As for what I mean by extraordinary Extremely, that is the classification of bloodline levels in our world of corpse demons, just like the quality of spiritual roots possessed by human beings. "
Spiritual roots...
Speaking of spiritual roots, Baidu. Rian seemed to understand something.
Jinsheng once told him that all monks in the world are those with spiritual roots.
Spiritual roots have the wonderful function of communicating with the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and spiritual roots are also needed to connect and maintain the cultivation nodes in the human body.
The higher the quality of the spiritual root, the wider the bridge connecting the nodes.
The spiritual power flowing on the spiritual roots is like the travelers walking together on the bridge. The greater the number, the greater the power it possesses.
With a certain amount of spiritual power, one can build a more solid, stable and towering divine palace at the end of the bridge.
For example, if a human being has ordinary spiritual roots and practices for thousands of years, and his body turns into loess and dry sand, he may not be able to build a small divine palace to sense the heaven and earth and turn into an immortal.
Just because the quality of the spiritual root is too inferior, the amount of spiritual power it can withstand is limited.
If the spiritual root of Fanpin is a water droplet funnel.
Then the high-grade spiritual root is like a mighty river, vast and grand.
The two are different. As for the corpse demon, there is no spiritual root hidden in the body, and what flows in the body is not spiritual power, but blood magic power.
The man seemed to have suddenly discovered something interesting, and he excitedly raised his palm and pointed at the patch of skin where Balian had been injured and repaired.
"Speaking of which, you should have realized that under the severe injury just now, even if you have the talent of 'healing', it is absolutely impossible for you to heal your bones in an instant. Flesh and blood repaired to this perfect state , Just now, a drop of blood in my body splashed into your wound, and you are so lucky."
Yes, ever since the battle and withdrawal, Balian has been feeling a drop of carbon fire in his body. Hot blood surged in his body.
Even after repairing the injuries, the blood is still beating actively in the body and has not been completely consumed.
The power of this man's blood is so strong that it's a bit abnormal.
The cruel reality reminded him time and time again that this man had a power that he could not overcome.
Bailian's heart became increasingly heavy. Facing an opponent of this level, he really didn't know how to escape from him.
"King level, legendary level, extraordinary level, domineering level, excellent level, and finally the hybrid."
The man's laughter circled in the vast darkness: "You The expression on your face right now is really appetizing. How about I tell you what is standing in front of you? What kind of blood level is this great man?"
His smile was strange and dangerous: "This is the truth that countless people wanted to find out. The many secrets hidden in your body are about to be revealed to me. Digging it out is the most rewarding thing. It’s not like I can’t tell you this information.”
Balian said decisively: "No need, I'm not interested in your affairs."
This man is very cunning, and hidden under his elegant and perfect skin is the true face of the beast's bloodthirsty nature.
Knowing this information at this moment will only be harmful rather than beneficial to the recent war situation, and it will put a heavy burden on my heart.
In this case, he would rather continue fighting with this unknown danger.
"It's really sad." The feminine temperament on the man's face was swept away, and a cold smell of blood and rust from the blade enveloped the two of them.
"At least let me carve my name into your heart. You are qualified."
"Si Kong, this is my name."
Beyond the valley, Deep in the sky, thunder roared, the sound shook the nine heavens, and the world that could not be conveyed by light seemed to be torn apart by the thunder and purple lightning, like an angry god imposing punishment.
It seems that this name is a taboo name that cannot be mentioned and is treacherous and unethical.
The black mist torn apart by lightning is slowly gathering.
Sikong's feminine and beautiful face looked like a demon in the night in the light and shadow, and the smile on his lips was like blood.
"Since you are disobedient, no wonder I am cruel in my methods. I will break open your chest and abdomen, dig out your heart and lungs, and reveal the deepest secrets to my eyes."
"Young man, I hope your healing talent can support you to survive until the end."
At the end, the words like razor blades gradually gave people a sound texture that was gradually no longer real.
The wind coming from all directions seems to have a soul, like a night ghost screaming and whispering in the dark, with high and low voices, pointing directly at people's hearts.
Sikong slowly raised his palm, and the dark night wind between heaven and earth became the most loyal servant under his feet.
Sikong is so narcissistic, how to break it
(End of this chapter)