Chapter 879 Borrowing a Corpse to Resurrection, Sucking Flesh

Yang Qingxuan sighed: "The three of them died in the same way. They were killed by one blow, or even by one stroke. It was simple and violent. It can be seen that the cultivation base of the person who shot was far better than these three. To be able to hit such a terrible thunder Wen, I think I already know who it is. The trouble that should come, will come after all."

"Who is it?" Huazhang and the others were terrified, and Yuan Kui also looked serious, all looking at Yang Qingxuan.

"It's a long story. This person is from the Thunder Ancient Realm. I'm afraid he has the power of the sky. If you meet him, you must not fight him. If there is a conflict, disperse as soon as possible, and I will deal with him. "Yang Qingxuan said solemnly.

"Thunder Ancient Territory, Tai, Taitian?!" Huazhang said in shock: "This is impossible, how can Taitian enter the trial place?"

Yuan Kui was also taken aback. Although Zhan Lingzong is a first-class force, there is still a huge gap compared to Thunder Ancient Domain, one of the top nine.

Yang Qingxuan said: "I don't know about this either. That person will appear here, and I'm afraid he has the same target as Wu Ying. This person looks dead for about a day. Too many things can happen in one day, we let's go."

Suddenly, the scorched black corpse under his feet seemed to tremble slightly.

Just as Yang Qingxuan was about to leave, he stopped, turned around, looked at the corpse, and said suspiciously: "It's strange, is it my illusion? Did you notice that the corpse seems to have moved?"

"Huh? Did you move? How is that possible?" Huazhang was taken aback, and smiled sarcastically, shaking his head in disbelief. The rest of the disciples also shook their heads.

Yang Qingxuan stared at the corpse, with a golden light in his eyes, and felt that there seemed to be a black air in the place where the corpse was cut open, expanding continuously and extending to the limbs and bones.

As soon as his complexion changed, he put his fingers together and pointed to the dantian of the corpse, where the mass of black energy was surging.

Suddenly, the corpse suddenly raised its arm and grabbed Yang Qingxuan's right wrist, with such strength that he couldn't point it down.

"what?!--"

Surprised all around, everyone backed away in horror, all of them were terrified, "Did it really move?", "What's going on, fake corpse?"

Yuan Kui also took a deep breath. Although he didn't retreat, his face turned pale, obviously frightened. But when he saw Yang Qingxuan was still expressionless and calm, his heart was suddenly pricked like a needle, and a feeling of shame, resentment and jealousy spread in his heart.

Yang Qingxuan stared at the corpse's dantian with burning eyes, without blinking.

Ever since the black air surged, he guessed that there was something wrong with the corpse. What is certain is that the corpse is dead, and the source of everything comes from the black air.

Moreover, Yang Qingxuan is no stranger to the breath coming out of this black air, it is the power of the dark night.

After grabbing Yang Qingxuan's hand, the corpse sat up slowly, a pair of eyes that were originally slack and lifeless, filled with a strange light, even spoke, "Yang Qingxuan?"

"Hey!"

Yang Qingxuan took a deep breath, shook his arm, immediately shook the corpse's hand away, and took several steps back.

This time he was really taken aback. If the corpse was just a resurrection, or it could be mutated in any way, he would accept it.

But his name was announced at once, which made him tremble all over with fright, and after retreating more than ten feet away, his face was livid and pale.

"You, what's going on with you?" Yang Qingxuan stared at the corpse and asked.

He originally wanted to ask you whether you were a human or a ghost, but suddenly he felt that it didn't matter whether you were a human or a ghost, the important thing was what happened?

"Gah." The corpse made a weird sound, stood up from the ground, stared at Yang Qingxuan, walked over, and said, "Ziyuan was accepted as a star by you, but is it in your star ring?"

Yang Qingxuan took a few steps back, and said in a deep voice, "Who the hell are you?" He calmed down a little, knowing that the corpse must have been possessed.

Ziyuan was also amazed that she could perceive and see things in the outside world in the star ring. How could such an inexplicable corpse suddenly be possessed by someone and know himself?

More than thirty ferryman disciples spread out in a semicircle, surrounding the corpse vigilantly, all trembling in their hearts and extremely nervous.

The corpse continued to walk towards Yang Qingxuan, and said in a strange voice, "Let me meet her."

"No!" Yang Qingxuan flatly refused.

The blackness in the eyes of the corpse flashed, and the mouth let out a roar like a beast, and it rushed over.

A stern look flashed in Yang Qingxuan's eyes, and he raised his hand and slapped it.

Although the corpse was terrifying, and the air of the dark night was extremely strange, it was not powerful.

"boom!"

Sure enough, when the palm struck the corpse, it was sent flying and rolled onto the swamp.

Seeing this, the disciples of the ferrymen breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that this thing is not too scary.

The corpse had loose hair. It was Zhuang Quan's corpse. He staggered up from the ground, stared at Yang Qingxuan, then shook his head, raised his hand suddenly, and grabbed it to the side. A huge suction force directly pulled a A ferryman disciple sucked it in.

"what?!--"

The disciple was on full alert at first, but when he saw the corpse being blown away, he relaxed his vigilance. He was caught before he thought about it, his hands and feet danced wildly in fright, and Zhuang Quan grabbed his head, and with a "click", he Twist it down and throw it into the sky.

"Ah!" The rest of the ferrymen's disciples all backed away in an instant, their faces turned pale with fright, and their vigilance was raised to the extreme again.

I saw the headless disciple spurting blood from his neck, Zhuang Quan bit him, and sucked the blood into his body with big gulps.

Zhuang Quan's chest was cut open by Lei Jun's punch, and it was clearly visible that the blood and bones inside were broken, and the blood flowed down the neck and then seeped into the body.

"Gulu." There was a voice of swallowing hard, and everyone's scalp was numb.

It stands to reason that he killed his comrades in the organization, and everyone wanted to go up and try their best, but no one dared to move, all of them were like their feet filled with lead, making it difficult to move.

Yang Qingxuan's fiery eyes flashed, and he shouted: "No, he's sucking blood to repair his body!" As he spoke, his figure flickered, and a burst of sword energy shot away.

Zhuang Quan's dissected chest slowly healed under the soaking of blood, and even on the scorched body, where the thunder pattern was printed, cyan lightning arcs were constantly ejected, forcing the lightning out of the body, and slowly returning to the normal color. skin.

Zhuang Quan's eyes shot out a strange light, he threw the disciple in his hand forward, and at the same time retreated sharply. The disciple's body was cut into large pieces of meat under Yang Qingxuan's sword energy.

Yang Qingxuan was startled, he took a breath, and without hesitation, he rushed over from the disciple's flesh and chopped it out with a sword.

White flames burst from the sword, turning into red lotus karmic fire, and swirling upwards.

Karmic fire kills crimes, destroys demons and kills evil!

//I asked the master: "I code every day, I am under a lot of pressure, I can't eat well, I can't sleep well, I don't make much money, others have time to take vacations, but I can't, and I'm very tired and confused, and I feel panicked. Master, I What should I do?" The Zen master held his left chest with his right hand and remained silent. I suddenly said, "You mean you have to stay true to your original aspirations, then you will be consistent, right?" The Zen master shook his head, and said, "I used to write codes before I became a monk! Listening to you say these things again today, I feel panicked!"