long night walk

Chapter 153 I am a Great Man
Under the destruction of such sword energy, a newly awakened little corpse demon.

It has the ability to repair corpses and demons comparable to the legendary level.

This is simply too unreasonable.

Bai Lian's regenerated right hand was a little weak, and the new skin was even more pale and lifeless. He raised his musculoskeletal sore right arm and embraced Wen Hanwei's trembling body.

Yingying bloody shimmer.

He lowered his head to meet Wen Hanwei's gaze.

For the next battle that is impossible to win, the eyes of both of them are very calm.

"What is this?" Wen Hanwei asked the shock and tremor in the man's heart, she poked his regenerated skin lightly with her blood-stained fingers, and asked curiously.

Bai Lian's skin was a little stinging from her poke.

He put the little sword back into its sheath, and said: "The talent of the corpse demon race is extraordinary healing. I have swallowed a corpse orb that is extravagant, and this talent should be plundered from it."

Hearing this explanation, Wen Hanwei fell into deep thought.

And the man on the throne stood up suddenly: "It's absolutely impossible!"

His handsome face was hot, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes were trembling.

"Racial talent is like the second lore weapon of the corpse demon, which is the supreme grace bestowed by the king! Walking corpses like the mixed blood corpse demon are not qualified for half of the awakening talent! Only the outstanding existence of the corpse demon, through continuous plunder Evolve, risk your own life, and awaken under extremely harsh conditions..."

With scarlet eyes, he looked Bai Lianzai up and down carefully, and his magnetic and thick voice trembled slightly, as if he saw something that could not exist.

"You possess advanced talents such as 'swallowing', which is already a huge mystery. Judging by your aura, you are so weak and pitiful. If it is not bound by the blood contract, I can easily kill you with one finger!
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! "

Looking at the man in high spirits, Bai Lian couldn't help asking: "Extraordinary rank corpses? What is that? I know that in the human world, the ranks of corpses are mortal corpses, jumping corpses, and shadow corpses. , Flying Corpse, Jue Corpse, Corpse King, Corpse Emperor, Corpse Ancestor, Corpse God."

The man was startled, and then smiled contemptuously. He seemed very patient with his question, like an elderly man explaining his doubts.

"It's really a vulgar way of ranking. Only vulgar and stupid creatures like humans want to be called Tathagata like this, but although it is a bit vulgar, it does not violate the definition of the strength level of corpse demons.

As for what I call extraordinary, it is the division of bloodline levels in our corpse demon world, just like the quality of spiritual roots in human beings. "

Lingen...

When it comes to spiritual roots, Bai Lian seems to understand something.

Jinsheng once told him that all monks in the world are those with spiritual roots.

The spiritual root has the magical function of communicating with the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and the spiritual nodes in the human body also need to be connected and maintained by the spiritual root.

The higher the quality of the spiritual root, the wider the bridge connecting the nodes.

And the spiritual power flowing on the spiritual root is like the walkers walking on the bridge, the more the number, the greater the power it has.

With a certain amount of spiritual power, one can build a more solid, stable and majestic shrine at the end of the bridge.

For example, human beings with ordinary spiritual roots, who have practiced for thousands of years, may not be able to build a small shrine to sense the world and transform into an immortal.

Just because the quality of the spiritual root is too inferior, the flow of spiritual power that can be tolerated is really limited.

If it is said that Fanpin Linggen is a water drop funnel.

Then the top-grade spiritual root is vast and grand.

There are differences between the two.

As for the corpse demon, there is no spiritual root hidden in the body, and what circulates in the body is not spiritual power, but blood magic power.

Seeing that the man seemed to have discovered something interesting suddenly, he raised his palm excitedly and pointed at the patch of Bailian's injured and repaired skin.

"Speaking of which, you should have realized it yourself. Under the serious injury just now, even if you have the talent of 'healing', it is absolutely impossible to restore your own bones and flesh to such perfection in an instant. You are so lucky just now when a drop of blood from my body splashed into your wound."

That's right, since the battle and evacuation just now, Bai Lian has been feeling a drop of blood as hot as carbon fire surging in his body.

Even after repairing the wounds all over the body, the blood was still actively beating in the body, and it was not completely consumed.

The power of this man's blood is really so strong that it is a little perverted.

The cruel reality reminded him time and time again that this man has a power that he cannot overcome.

Bai Lian's heart became more and more heavy. Facing an opponent of this level, he really didn't know how to escape from him.

"King level, legendary level, extraordinary level, super blood level, excellent level, and finally mixed blood."

The man's laughter hovered in the vast and boundless darkness: "Your expression now really whets the appetite, how about it? I need to tell you, who is this great man standing in front of you?" Is it a bloodline level?"

His smile is weird and dangerous: "This is the truth that countless people wanted to find out in the past. I will dig out the many secrets hidden in your body. The most rewarding thing is that I can't tell you this information."

Bai Lian said decisively: "No need, I'm not interested in your affairs."

This man is very cunning, hidden under the elegant and perfect skin is the true face of the bloodthirsty beast.

Knowing this information at this moment will only be harmful to the recent war situation, and it will add a heavy burden to his heart.

In this way, he would rather continue to fight with this unknown danger.

"It's really sad." The femininity on the man's face was swept away, and a bitter smell of blood rust on the blade enveloped the two of them.

"At least let me engrave my name in your heart, you have the qualification."

"Sikong, this is my name."

Outside the valley, deep in the sky, thunder roared, and the sound shook the nine heavens. The world that could not be conveyed by light seemed to be torn apart by the thunder and purple lightning, just like a wrathful god carrying out punishment.

It seems that this name is a taboo name that cannot be mentioned.

The black mist torn apart by lightning slowly gathered.

Sikong's feminine and beautiful face looked like a monster in the night in the light and shadow, and the smile on his lips was like blood.

"Since you are disobedient, it's no wonder I'm being cruel. I'll tear open your chest and abdomen, dig out your heart and lungs, and present the deepest secrets to my eyes."

"Young man, I hope your healing talent can support you to live to the end."

At the end of the blade-like words, it gradually gives people a voice texture that is gradually becoming less real.

The wind entrenched from all directions seems to have a soul, like a night ghost neighing and whispering in the dark, with high and low voices, pointing directly at people's hearts.

Sikong slowly raised his palm, and Changfeng, the dark night between heaven and earth, became the most loyal servant under his feet.

　Sikong is so narcissistic, how can he break it?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)