Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 552 Golden Moon Corpse
In a wild and wild land, a turtle with a body like a continent and limbs like mountains is heading towards the sea in the distance. It seems slow, but the pace is huge, and it can cover hundreds of miles in one step.

The three Nascent Soul monks Cao Wei, Meng Zi'an, and Zhu Jin inside his belly all had solemn expressions on their faces, and seemed to be racking their brains to think of a way out of the trouble.

As the mist filled the beast's belly became thicker, it intensified the erosion of the body-protecting aura set up by each of the three.

It's just that I don't know whether it was three months or half a year. None of the three of them said a word or made any move to break away.

Among them, Meng Zian, who was only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, was the first to be unable to hold on. He jumped up and landed on a rock more than ten miles away. He showed his original shape and transformed into a flying silver wing. Yasha has green fur all over his body, a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, silver-white eyes without pupils, and a pair of huge silver bat wings on his back.

After this manifestation, countless wisps of gray energy suddenly appeared around Meng Zian, wrapping himself up like a silk cocoon, and an urgent voice came from it.

Just listen to Meng Zian urging: "You two are in such a situation, you don't think about how to get out of trouble, and you are so prepared for each other? If you continue like this, we will be buried here."

And with the evil soul silk cocoon protecting the body, the mist in the belly of this beast actually circled away.

Seeing the billowing fog approaching, Zhu Jin suddenly transformed into a seal, with fangs like halberds and iron bones and copper skin.

In an instant, thick black air suddenly rose from all over its body, turning into puddles of sticky black liquid, moist and cold.

In a burst of harsh and noisy thunder, golden light rose up and spread along the arm.

While speaking, its pair of white and black eyes suddenly shrank.

After dodging a few more times, two arms suddenly appeared behind him, as if they had caught something real.

As it spoke, it suddenly said: "I guess it was given by the long-dead Meng Biqing from Beihai's group many years ago, right?"

In the blink of an eye, the wind and thunder suddenly shrank and condensed, attached to the body surface, and condensed into a suit of armor, engraved with two patterns of wind and thunder, exuding majestic vitality.

"I can't compare to you two!" Zhu Jinweng said in a loud voice.

"Corpse?" Cao Wei said softly without looking at it.

The next moment, a foreign object that looked like black mud was outlined in the net pattern, and it was restrained.

Zhu Jin said in a deep voice: "Brother Cao actually possesses the divine thunder to ward off evil?"

Thousands of ghosts suddenly appeared all over his body, blending into the thick black liquid on his body and forming runes that looked like ghost faces. At first glance, they looked like stars in the sky. The four images and twenty-eight constellations are all in it, echoing each other, forming the "Small Zhoutian Formation".

"Brother Meng, this is not something Zhu can do if he wants to. After all, Brother Cao needs to be willing to cooperate!" Zhu Jin said in a loud voice.

"Why ask even though you already know?" Cao Wei said slowly.

When the black liquid covered the body surface, Zhu Jin regarded the gray mist as nothing, and no longer saw any loss of his own mana.

As for Meng Zian who was hidden in the silk cocoon, although his aura was three points more powerful than before, it was not as good as the other two.

As he spoke, the body of the corpse suddenly swelled and exploded, sending black mud flying everywhere.

Cao Wei raised his head slightly, looked at the dozens of feet tall Feng Xi in front of him, and looked up and down.

Cao Wei then moved and turned into a startling rainbow, leaping like thunder and lightning several times, as if he was avoiding something.

Cao Wei and Zhu Jin, who originally seemed to have been severely depleted of mana, recovered in an instant, and their mana was extremely full, even far greater than before.

In an instant, Cao Wei disappeared in place as if teleporting, dodging the black mud that was shooting towards him.

After a few breaths passed, he said in a calm tone: "This dark water is thick and turbid but also strange and changeable. Beside it, Cao felt that he had a sense of turbidity in his heart. Look. Brother Zhu’s Fengxi bloodline is extremely pure, which is really gratifying!”

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei's side stretched out green golden wings under his ribs behind him, and wind and thunder rose up.

Immediately afterwards, these mud spots all returned to Zhu Jin's side, and re-condensed into strange corpses such as Yuan Zhi.

The fight between the two great monks was not as intense and grand as the ordinary Nascent Soul monks.

They have almost developed an instinct to control their own power, and do not waste a single moment. Therefore, even the aura that appears when the aura escapes is difficult to see with the naked eye!

"Such a level of evil-dispelling divine thunder really can't do anything to Brother Zhu!" Cao Wei said slowly.

"If Brother Cao has a spiritual treasure made of Heavenly Thunder Bamboo in his hand, it can have a restraining effect. But with this little divine thunder, it is like a rootless tree or a sourceless water, so it will not be easy!" Zhu Jin sneered. There was a sound.

"Is it possible that only Heavenly Thunder Bamboo can breed evil spirits?" Cao Wei asked in return.

"I forgot that the evil-warming divine thunder is one of the five elements to the wood divine thunder. Brother Cao's Qingyang family bloodline is enough to condense it!" Zhu Jin said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Cao Wei nodded lightly, his eyes filled with aura, looking at the sealed end of Zhu Jin's body, but he vaguely saw that there seemed to be colorful brilliance behind him.

When he saw this scene, he smiled and said: "It turns out that the split soul hidden by Mingyong is in Brother Zhu. Does Cao need to take action to peel it off?"

As he spoke, he looked calmly at the group of evil soul silk cocoons not far away, and said slowly:

"Zian, what about you? Now that you have gone to the Blood Temple, you must not be the same as before, right? Is there any method you can use, so that I can take a look at it and see if you have made any progress in these years? No matter how much you do, Don't disappoint me, otherwise you will lose even this little value."

As soon as the words fell, Meng Zian did not move.

Only Zhu Jin said: "Thank you Brother Cao for your kindness. Ming Yong has already merged his soul into my soul, and the two are inseparable for a moment. If Brother Cao really wants to help, I'm afraid he will kill me!"

"You want to get involved?" Cao Wei chuckled.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jin grinned and said, "Since Zhu has chosen this path, wouldn't it be better for Brother Cao?"

"Yuan Ling and Mingyong are not easy people to get along with. You want to compete with them and then look for opportunities to repay yourself, is it possible?" Cao Wei asked,

As he spoke, a nearly 100-foot-tall Buddha image suddenly appeared behind him. A tiger claw directly grasped a strange beast that was covered in hair and covered with hammers and looked like an ape.

The next moment, Cao Wei squeezed it mercilessly, and there was a burst of cracking bones in his palm. The strange beast suddenly lost its life and stopped struggling.

But Cao Wei still didn't let go, and said slowly: "Zian, you don't need to use this little trick, right?"

As soon as he heard these words, Meng Zian dissipated like moonlight and escaped from his palm.

I saw a little bit of moonlight suddenly turned into dozens of Meng Zian, surrounding Cao Wei. Judging from the strength of their auras, after these dozens of incarnations were connected to each other, they vaguely surpassed the two great monks Cao Wei and Zhu Jin.

At this moment, Cao Wei felt as if there was an extremely obscure space fluctuation in his surroundings, and as if instinctively, the majestic magic power came out of his body, and was condensed into a body-protecting spiritual light using the method of the formation talisman.

The next moment, he felt a huge force being forced upon him, and his whole body fell into the gastric juice swamp in the belly of the beast like a meteorite, and disappeared.

And where it originally was, a flash of spiritual light suddenly appeared, and then a flying Yaksha with hair all over his body and draped hair appeared.

I could see that the hair all over this Yaksha's body was intertwined with green and gold, and it had a strong aura. The mist lingering in all directions condensed into a little bit of gray-blue frost.

Seeing this scene, this corpse showed signs of transformation from a flying silver-winged yaksha to a golden moon corpse.

"Zian, I didn't expect that Yidu had refined the flying silver-winged Yaksha that Wu Qi had commandeered, and knew where to teleport. This also allowed you to escape. It's really tricky!" Zhu Jin said slowly.

"If it can be easily removed, then I don't have to be so afraid." Meng Zian said solemnly.

Although it hit the target, there was no trace of joy on its face, and its pair of silver-white pupils kept scanning the swamp below.

Decades ago, after the god of the underworld of the Great Wilderness Holy Cult killed Wu Qi, he even gave him the flying silver-winged yaksha of the opponent's body for him to refine.

In addition, Cao Wei now no longer controls the Taiyin Soul Capturing Banner and Soul Capturing Bell, which are special spiritual treasures that restrain Yaksha.

After so many preparations and coming together by chance, it had waited hundreds of years to take action.

Just when Meng Zian was on guard, Zhu Jin hurriedly sent a message: "Get out of the way!"

As soon as he said these words, dozens of invisible golden lights suddenly shot out from the swamp below.

In an instant, these golden lights seemed to be completely unblocked, easily penetrating through Meng Zian, who had dozens of incarnations, and piercing his Dantian one by one.

Immediately afterwards, these incarnations disintegrated into billowing yin energy, rushing towards the golden moon corpse and returning to its true body.

The next moment, Cao Wei suddenly appeared next to Zhu Jin. Taking advantage of Zhu Jin's distraction, he grabbed the opponent's halberd-like fangs and flicked them suddenly.

I saw this tall statue of Feng Xi, which was dozens of feet tall, hitting the ground hard and bouncing several times.

At this time, Cao Wei twisted his wrist and said slowly: "You two, the warm-up is almost here, right? If it continues, we will have to decide the outcome between us!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Zian transformed into a human form and said with a smile: "Meng is ashamed of himself, why don't we just come here today? Brother Zhu Jin, what do you think?"

Zhu Jin, who turned over and walked out of the pit, said in a loud voice: "You don't want to fight Xuan Hong, so of course I don't care! If I really get angry while waiting here today, I'm afraid that neither you nor I can escape this disaster. , Thank you Brother Cao for showing mercy!"

Hearing this, Cao Wei shook his head slightly and said slowly: "No need to say thank you, I just want to protect myself."

Now Meng Zian is about to transform into a golden moon corpse. If he exerts all his strength, it will be enough to trigger the God Transformation Thunder Tribulation.

Under the thunder tribulation, with its current strength, it is destined to die without rebirth.

But now they are all in the body of this savage beast Xuan Turtle, and he will not be able to avoid it when the catastrophe comes.

If Zhu Jin is added to the equation, the power of this thunder tribulation is equivalent to eight times the power of the normalized divine thunder tribulation.

Looking across all realms, from the past to the present, those Nascent Soul cultivators who have survived such a thunderous tribulation can be said to be rare.

As long as any monk who survives will not make any mistakes in his practice in the future, then this person's level of cultivation can reach the stage of transcending the tribulation.

Thinking about this, he looked at where Meng Zian was and asked: "You have grown a lot over the years, and you have even refined Yuan Ling's flying silver-winged yaksha."

In Cao Wei's eyes, this Yaksha belonged to Yuan Ling from beginning to end. As for whether it was first refined by Fengshan and then taken away by Wu Qi, it didn't matter.

Upon hearing this, Meng Zian smiled and said: "Do you dare to refine me again?"

"Do you think I'm afraid of that Yuan Ling?" Cao Wei said calmly.

"With your current level of cultivation, you are not afraid. But if you refine this Yaksha, there will be serious troubles in the future!" Meng Zian said with a smile.

"It is indeed a bit troublesome, but it is not impossible to solve. It just needs to spend more time." Cao Wei said.

Having said this, he chuckled: "But now, I want to see where you can go in the end?"

Having said that, I don't know why Cao Wei felt a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart every time he had the idea of ​​refining his incarnation and using it as a source of wealth.

But under his gaze that day, there was nothing wrong with this incarnation, and it looked extremely normal.

However, Cao Wei believed in his own spiritual sense.

After all, what you see with your own eyes and hear with your own ears may be false. As monks increase their cultivation, they use more spiritual senses to feel the outside world.

This process will become increasingly important.

As his thoughts turned over and over again, Cao Wei ruled out some possibilities and attributed the most likely result to Ming Xin, who took action and left some tricks on Meng Zian.

It is very likely that these methods will not produce the slightest abnormality at the beginning.

But if it comes later, that may not be the case.

Among them, Mu Xuan and Tai Yin are the best warnings.

"Brother Cao, aren't you afraid that one day the offense and defense between you and me will change?" Meng Zian asked.

"If this day comes, it will also be my life!" Cao Wei chuckled.

Speaking of this, he glanced around, then closed his eyes, feeling the situation inside the turtle that had transformed into a savage beast.

After more than ten breaths, Cao Wei slowly opened his eyes and said slowly: "Sure enough, what the barbarian beast refines is not the ordinary five-element spiritual energy, which is difficult to distinguish by the five elements' attributes. If the five-element mutual restraint method is used, ten Eighty-nine times it is useless!
"The savage beast is ignorant. Why don't you and I use the method of attacking with spiritual thoughts? If we make it suffer, maybe we can spit it out." Zhu Jin asked.

"You might as well give it a try!" Cao Wei nodded and said.

Right now, the overhaul order he holds has its own teleportation technique. But in the belly of this turtle beast, the teleportation method is probably impossible to perform!
(End of this chapter)