Chapter 112 The Perfect Immortal Body
Dragon lungs have very terrifying activity. Even if they are already in the ghost body, they will still undergo indescribable changes. The exposed blood vessels and meridians will form dragon claws.
Then some eyes opened, and the organs were about to turn into new dragon ghosts.
Yang He had already expected it. After all, the dragon's lung came from Ao Run, the dragon king of the West Sea. The ghost body swallowed the dragon's lung in time, otherwise it would be difficult to conquer.
The breath of the Dragon King of the East China Sea blew on Yang He's head.
His head emerged from the shadows, and he stared at Yang He lovingly. To be precise, it was Yang He's body, "My son Ao Bing..."
"Ao Bing, you are the most important son to my father. At two hundred years old, you are already the righteous god who stirs up clouds, spreads rain and nourishes all things. You will die anyway."
"My son Ao Bing, please come back soon after eating the dragon's lung."
Nezha looked murderous, but because Yang He was refining dragon lungs, he didn't have an attack. He secretly waited for the right time to take action.
Taoist Yunze could not sit still, and his body had lost a lot of weight.
The Dragon King of the East China Sea didn't care about Nezha, and turned to pay attention to the fighting dragon ghost monks.
Yang He couldn't help but curse a few times, feeling something strange inside his body. His spiritual vision scanned the flesh and bones, and they were all densely packed with insect eggs.
Insect eggs are scattered all over, and there are dragon-like and insect-like embryos gestating inside.
As the pupil ghost absorbs the yin energy from the outside world, the eggs may hatch at any time, and many have even flowed into the Niwan Palace along the meridians.
Once hatched, the real third prince Ao Bing will take over Yang He.
"Tai Gong Jiang is right, the Dragon King of the East China Sea does have spiritual wisdom."
The Dragon King of the East China Sea is not pretending to be crazy, but at the same time he is calm. It is difficult to imagine what kind of horror he will experience in heaven.
"I'm afraid that after the storyteller is resurrected, he will be targeted by the Dragon King of the East China Sea."
Yang He realized that even if the storyteller died, it would still be the corpse boy's turn.
He controlled the Yin Qi to erode the eggs, and with a snap, tiny maggots emerged, resembling a microscopic baby dragon.
The young dragons exude the unique aura of the remnant soul, and when gathered together, they can form a complete soul.
"Let's just take the body. I'm very curious whether the panel can be defeated just by occupying the character with the soul."
Chan's body seizing technique directly replaces the body and soul, so the panel defaults to the death of the character, but the soul doesn't seem to be a weakness in the panel, right?
Yang He allowed the insect eggs to take over him and focused on refining the dragon's lungs.
The two ghosts have reached the evil ghost realm, and he can accept the loss of not being able to generate a permanent character.
As the lungs took shape little by little, there were gradually only six Dragon Ghost cultivators left.
Their true dragon characteristics have reached more than 70%, but they behave like wild beasts and have no intelligence at all.
They all want to swallow their own kind and become a true dragon.
The Dragon King of the East China Sea glanced at the Dragon Ghost monk and murmured happily: "My son Ao Cheng, you are the stable one among the dragon sons of the East China Sea. When your father dies, you should be the new Dragon King of the East China Sea."
"Hey, you're dead anyway."
Yang He sneered and after refining the dragon's lungs to a great extent, he started to pretend to be dirty.
【Lungs of the Dragon King of the West Sea】
[The yin objects derived from the Dragon King of the West Sea can be refined through the "Shigui Dao". Once the yin is installed, the three-headed and six-armed dharma body will "give birth to a mouth and nose". 】
Nezha looked at the Dragon King of the East China Sea and asked softly: "Junior Brother Yang, how are you doing?"
"It doesn't matter."
"You are born with spiritual eyes. Take a closer look at the shadow of the old dragon. I feel that something is wrong with the old dragon. His aura is getting weaker and weaker."
As Nezha spoke, his nails cut open the flesh of his right arm and pulled out a maggot, but the maggot died as soon as it hatched.
The body reshaped by Karma Fire has far surpassed the ordinary immortal body, and the remaining soul cannot bear it.
Yang He raised his eyebrows, and the ghost pupils hung in mid-air and swept across the shadows.
The Dragon King of the East China Sea was slightly delirious, half of his body hidden in the shadows was rotting, and countless maggots could be seen eating away at him.
He is feeding the remaining soul of the third dragon son with his own flesh and blood.
Rumble.
The tombs in the apse were shaken.
Compared to Ao Bing in Yang He's body and Ao Cheng who was still raising gu, the third dragon son born from the flesh and blood of the Dragon King of the East China Sea has been born.
"My son Ao Shu, even if you become an immortal and attain enlightenment, you will still remain vicious. As my father knows, you will definitely have a big meal when you wake up."
"Don't worry, the Dragon Palace waiters are all your food."
Ao Shu turned over excitedly, and there was a faint dragon head emerging from the soil.
At the same time, bubbles were surging underground in Chentangguan.
Jiang Ziya seems to have found the lifeline of the magic circle and is trying to break through the formation's eyes to free Chentangguan from the shackles of the East China Sea Dragon Palace.
The Dragon King of the East China Sea was unhurried, maybe even deliberately selling a flaw to lure Jiang Ziya away.
Clang.
The fire-tipped spear was pulled out from the spine.
Nezha couldn't hold it any longer, and when he saw the Dragon King of the East China Sea had a flaw, he wanted to test it out regardless of whether the latter was actually a god or not.
He continued to accumulate karma, and thick smoke came out of his mouth and nose, "Junior Brother Yang, it depends on your fate next, hehe, it is not an exaggeration to die in the mouth of the Dragon King of the East China Sea."
"Senior Brother Nezha, I'll see you again after the dragon disaster is over."
Yang He groaned, the eggs hatched faster, and Ao Bing's consciousness began to affect his physical body, fighting for control.
"Take care."
Nezha was helpless when Yang He was taken away from his body. He had to save himself if he wanted to survive.
Yang He belatedly added: "Senior Brother Nezha, if you find out that Ao Bing has taken over my body, don't rush into cramping and peeling off my skin yet."
"Okay!!"
Whoosh.
Nezha stepped on the hot wheel, and Hun Tianling directly broke through the Zishan Palace.
"Old dragon, take your life!!!" In an instant, Nezha revealed his body with three heads and six arms, but he did not attack the Dragon King of the East China Sea, but pointed at the dragon ghost monks who were killing each other.
roar!
The Dragon King of the East China Sea tore off half of his body and spewed out a torrent of yin energy.
"Nezha, after you die, my eldest daughter will be able to come back to life from your body!!"
One man and one dragon fought until the sky was dark.
Nezha was obviously at a disadvantage, but he didn't show any signs of defeat.
The sea water boils with every movement of hands and feet, the fire of karma burns the corals and water plants, and the three-headed and six-armed Dharmakaya is constantly undergoing new changes.
The Dragon King of the East China Sea is no longer the immortal god he once was. His cultivation has been damaged after decay, and he is willing to let his second son Ao Shu eat part of his body. He failed to seize the opportunity to seriously injure Nezha several times.
Boom! !
Most of the Zishan Palace collapsed, but the Dragon Ghost monk was protected in the shadows.
You can see the last two people tearing each other's flesh.
Taoist Yunze was in a dilemma. He was about to ask Yang He what to do, but when he turned around, Yang He had become a stranger.
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Yang He tilted his head, half of his face had a completely different expression.
Taoist Yunze immediately heard Yang He talking to himself.
"Yang He, you are also aware of current affairs. Why don't you do me a little favor and eat the smelly catfish next to you."
Taoist Yunze turned pale with fright, and collapsed to the ground with weak limbs.
After Ao Bing seized Yang He's body, the real dragon's body was revealed. The pseudo-dragon similar to Taoist Yunze had no power to fight back.
Yang He said cheerfully: "Ao Bing, don't worry, it should be almost done anyway."
"Hahaha, very interesting."
"Yang He, Yang He, I want to transform your soul into a corpse. There has never been a wonderful person like you in the East China Sea Dragon Palace."
Yang He curled his lips indifferently, and then took back his body for a few breaths: "Let's go quickly, I will be out of my mind in a quarter of an hour at most."
"Many...thank you Master Yang."
Taoist Yunze's pressure was relieved and he fled from Zishan Hall in a panic.
"Yang He, you are such a kind person. You are about to die, and you still want to win over a catfish spirit you just met."
Yang He's pupils were cloudy, "Ao Bing, can you satisfy my curiosity before you die?"
"Hahaha, what do you want to know?"
"Ao Bing, were you eaten by the Dragon King of the East China Sea?"
Ao Bing's face was solemn, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I don't know, Yang He, I will definitely torture you before taking your body!!!"
"The Dragon King of the East China Sea fell into madness after returning from heaven and swallowed you one by one?"
"Right, Ao Bing?"
Yang He's consciousness began to blur, and Ao Bing's hysterical voice came to his ears, "Yang He, you self-righteous fool, you have no idea what happened in the East China Sea Dragon Palace."
"Then tell me why the dragon son and dragon girl died."
Ao Bing couldn't help but tremble and said uncontrollably: "You don't understand at all. We...were stuffed into our father's belly without warning!!"
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He completely took control of his body and covered his head in collapse.
Yang He was extremely stunned, and the prompt on the panel appeared in front of him.
[Your character
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Yang He regained consciousness in the main world, but there was still confusion in his eyes. He really couldn't understand what happened to the Dragon King of the East China Sea in heaven.
Force-fed offspring? Could it be that evil spirits also exist in heaven?
Yang He was silent for a long time, and only said one sentence from his mouth, "It's really evil."
"But it is good news that the Storyteller is not dead, but... at least three dragons have come back from the dead. It's hard to do. It's hard to do."
【Obtain 〈Lungs of the Dragon King of the West Sea〉】
【Obtain
Yang He exchanged them all, the lungs fell into the palm of his hand, and the three-legged cauldron was handed to the black cat. Taking advantage of the free time to replenish the number of water burying ghosts, he pretended to be dirty again.
Most of the pretense of being dirty has been completed, and integrating into the ghost body is a matter of course.
"Huh?"
Yang He's mind was in a state of shock. Unlike the storyteller who pretended to be dirty, his immortal body began to transform because all the internal organs were intact.
The flaws in the corpse's immortal body are about to disappear.
Yang He felt hot Yang Qi pouring into his body from the top of his head, and then his red hair grew rapidly, and his blood-red eyes shimmered.
"Heizi!!"
The shadow on the sole of the foot stretched out a cat's claw and dragged Yang He into the mustard space.
A moment.
Hongmao directly filled the mustard space, and the objects stored inside burned and were completely destroyed in just a few moments.
"Strange things."
Old man Yang was sweating all over as he cleaned the weeds in the courtyard of his new home.
He was about to scoop a few ladles of water from the well to scrub it, but found that the water level had dropped significantly from half a day ago, and the rock at the wellhead had dried out.
The wind blew across the hall.
Under Old Man Yang's bewildered gaze, the weeds turned into ashes inch by inch, and the soil was like a long-dried riverbed.
On the desk in the wing room, several volumes of miscellaneous notes collected by Yang He were flipped randomly.
Inadvertently, the miscellaneous notes stopped on one page.
[According to rumors, the name of Drought Demon is Corpse Demon, and the country he saw was severely affected by drought, and the land was red for thousands of miles. 】
(End of chapter)