Chapter 1216: Corpse Transformation

In the blink of an eye, the ancient rain forest turned into a Shura field.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would believe that a person could actually move forward step by step under such a fierce attack without any intention of stopping.

It's not that he couldn't hurt the opponent. On the contrary, no matter how strong Li Chuyi was, he couldn't avoid all the attacks under the intensive attack. Spells and flying swords bombarded him every moment, making his skin and flesh torn and spit blood, but he just didn't die. Those numbing injuries would scab and fall off in a moment, and the new flesh would collapse and rot again in the subsequent bombardment, and then scab and regenerate again, and so on, watching a group of Taixu disciples feel sick.

"What kind of monster is this?!"

Someone couldn't help shouting.

A person who can't die no matter how injured he is can only make people feel deeply powerless and fearful of the unknown.

"Go report to the sect quickly, notify the ancestors and elders, and ask them to bring people here quickly!"

Someone shouted in the chaos, and several figures retreated and flew to Taixu Palace in a panic.

The messenger had been sent long ago, and these people were just urging them again. Whether they really wanted to report the news or just wanted to get out of here, only they themselves knew.

Li Chuyi heard it, but he didn't care much. To be honest, he was also shocked by his own state.

Originally, he wanted to kill a group of people, and when he couldn't hold on, he would temporarily retreat to the rain forest and find another way. Who knew that his body was so tenacious that he was almost beaten into a pulp several times but didn't die. He cocooned and regenerated again and again in the endless vitality. The pain was worse than death, but it also stimulated his spirit and kept him in extreme excitement.

The dead air in his body was filled with death, and the little remaining Dao Yuan was suppressed in the Dao Seed and could not come out. He had no power to use, and he could not use any of his usual Dao methods. He could only rely on the sharpness of the Jiaozi Sword to charge left and right, chasing the fleeing Taixu disciples like a wild beast.

Over time, the Taixu cultivators who gradually calmed down also discovered this. They sent each other a message to say hello, and the way of encirclement and killing suddenly changed. They took him around like walking a dog.

"He is not invincible! He is using our vitality to heal his own injuries! Don't get close to him, stay away from him, it won't be long before he collapses!"

After a while, someone suddenly shouted in surprise.

When the others heard this, they saw that Li Chuyi was gradually becoming weaker, and his injuries were no longer healing as quickly as before, and the healing speed was obviously slowing down.

At the same time, after a long battle and paying a lot of blood, the scope of Li Chuyi's death energy and devouring power was gradually explored, and a group of people were more handy, which made Li Chuyi roar repeatedly but helpless.

"Asshole!!"

Waving the Jiaozi Sword angrily, he instinctively performed a Taoist method in extreme anger. After the seal was completed, he remembered that it was useless and cursed himself for being redundant. Just as he was about to withdraw his hand and turn around, his eyes suddenly kept on.

The expected fire did not appear, but a gray-white cold flame appeared. With the help of the Yin-Yang Taoist Eye, he clearly saw that the cold flame was formed by the unruly and scattered death energy.

He had the idea of ​​using death energy instead of Tao Yuan to perform Taoism, but he had tried it countless times before, but neither "Ten Thousand Swords" nor "Wuji Qiankun Dao" could move them at all.

But what happened?

What did he do subconsciously in extreme anger just now to cause this situation?

He dodged a wave of attacks, frowned and tried to hit Leng Yan far away. A disciple in the Yuanshen stage did not expect him to do this suddenly. He was hit by Leng Yan without warning. Before he could cast a spell to dispel it, he saw Leng Yan flashing and then silently entering his body. The next moment, his consciousness fell into endless darkness.

Outside, everyone else only watched him stiffen instantly after Leng Yan entered his body. The agility in his eyes quickly turned into ashes. He fell from the sky to the ground with a dull face, and he was already dead.

"Da Shu!"

His friend exclaimed and fell to his side. Without saying a word, he cut open his lower abdomen with a sword to take out his Yuanshen. As a result, when he looked inside, he could not see the Yuanshen at all. He only saw a cavity full of extremely smelly rotten flesh, pus and blood, just like the corpse of a mortal who had been dead for many days.

The man was shocked and reached out to take it out without thinking about the dirt. Having studied together for so many years, he couldn't bear to see his fellow apprentice die.

But as soon as he reached in, he shrank back as if he had been electrocuted. He saw that the fingertips that touched the rotten blood had been invaded by the death energy, and it was spreading rapidly from the fingertips to his entire arm.

His eyes were full of disbelief, but the man's reaction was very fast. He swung his sword to cut off his wrist without hesitation before the death energy passed over his wrist. He didn't have time to bandage it, so he only used his magic power to stop the bleeding at the broken end, and flew away with the sword in hand.

As soon as he left, the hand he cut off turned into a pool of pus, leaving only the white hand bones with a little blood hanging on them falling to the ground.

The person he wanted to save, Ooki, was not like that, but his body had also changed. Lividity quickly covered his body, and the pus and blood in his abdominal cavity quickly solidified into a disgusting substance that was stickier than paste. Waves of deathly aura emanated from his body, causing the surrounding greenery to quickly turn yellow. Then the body trembled, and the man actually sat up shakily, staring at the front with his lifeless eyes.

"Corpse...Corpse? So fast?!"

That man was horrified, and so were the others. Li Chuyi also had his mouth slightly open and his eyes full of surprise.

He has seen dead people, and he has seen zombies, but a recently deceased person turned into a zombie so quickly under his nose, and the culprit was himself, which made it difficult for him to accept it for a while even with his big heart.

Ho... ho ho...

A meaningless low roar came from his mouth, just like gasping for air before death. The male cultivator who turned into a zombie tried to get up, but fell from the sky and smashed his legs. He couldn't get up several times. When he could stand up and defecate, he didn't try any more. He just lay down on the ground and crawled up with his hands. All the bits and pieces fell out of his disemboweled stomach, which was mixed with the disgusting mucus and smeared on the ground. It's like a bloody road from hell.

"kill him..."

Turning his head stiffly, the man with the severed hand stared straight at Li Chuyi, with uncontrollable hatred in his eyes.

"Kill him! He is a monster, kill him!!!"

The others also came back to their senses, looking at Li Chuyi with different expressions in horror, and the attack on their hands was suddenly a bit more powerful than before.

Death is not terrible. What is terrible is that there is no peace even after death.

Compared with the previous people who were drained of their vitality and turned into dust, the man who turned into a zombie is undoubtedly more unfortunate and can be described as heinous.

No one wants to be like that. They would rather self-destruct and be destroyed physically and mentally than be reincarnated, rather than turn into a zombie without intelligence and cause trouble to the world.

As for Li Chuyi, they also had an intuitive understanding in their hearts. If there was any doubt about the meaning expressed by these four words before, now there is no doubt at all.

With a raise of his hand, he turned a good living person and a master in the Yuan Shen stage into a zombie without intelligence. This kind of person is not a human being at all, he is simply a villain!

In comparison, the most terrifying ghosts and ghosts in the legends, those evil spirits that choose people to devour, are not even half as good as him.

On the other hand, Li Chuyi didn't feel any guilt, only doubts.

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember what he had done just now to make the death energy in his body controllable.

Although the flower of death energy had been condensed before, it was based on the vitality of the Dao Yuan. In essence, it was just to forcibly transport the death energy out by other means, rather than directly stimulating it. But now, Daoyuan can't shrink out, and there is very little vitality in his body. Let alone carrying the death energy, he doesn't even dare to raise his head, and he will be drowned by the death energy in an instant.

Suddenly, a golden hammer condensed with magic fell from above his head. He could not avoid it. Li Chuyi could only grit his teeth and use his shoulders to resist. In an instant, it was embedded deeply from the sky into the ground.

The one who took action was not the cultivators who were besieging him, but an Elder of the Four Tribulations who had just arrived. After arriving, he did not take action, but carefully hid in the crowd and observed carefully. He did not take action until he found a flaw that was sure to hit. Sure enough, One hit to achieve success.

The body seemed to be falling apart, unable to absorb new vitality. The seriously injured body could no longer live as vigorously as before.

He really wanted to lie still like this, but he couldn't. If he didn't dodge in time, subsequent attacks would follow one after another until he was integrated with the earth beneath him, and there would be no chance for revenge.

Shaking his head vigorously, Li Chuyi worked up his energy and wanted to get up, but he suddenly froze halfway up. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and an idea suddenly appeared.

[Without Daogen and no magic power, why can I fly? 】

This question seems easy, but it is actually difficult to think of.

As his cultivation improved little by little, flying in the sky had become his instinct. He could soar into the sky with just a thought. He no longer had to prepare carefully with excitement and carefully reminisce about soaring into the sky as before. Wonderful taste.

What people most easily ignore is precisely their own instincts and habits. Just like when eating, some people are right-handed and others are left-handed. Normal people will wonder why they are accustomed to using one hand instead of the other. ?

Li Chuyi was like this. He was full of murderous intent and wanted to go to Taixu Palace. As soon as he thought about it, he naturally jumped up into the sky and went straight to the west. Until now, he was blasted from the sky and hit the ground heavily. He wanted to go to Taixu Palace. He suddenly thought of this problem when he was flying into the sky again.

The resonance between the Tao seed and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth can only reduce his own burden. If he wants to use the method of controlling the air, he still needs to use his own strength as support. But the Tao seed is shrunken and has no mana, and he cannot cast the simplest fire talisman. , and what power does it rely on to fly in the air?

After much deliberation, there is only one answer.

Dead air.

It was the death energy in the body that replaced Dao Yuan for his use, but he didn't know the process and means.

The golden hammer fell again in the sky, but Li Chuyi ignored it. He frowned and thought a thousand times, desperately thinking about the method he had ignored.

When the pressure of the golden hammer made him breathless, the scriptures of the "Tao Canon" quietly arose in his mind, and a glimmer of enlightenment suddenly flashed through his heart.