Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 500: Target Hundred Dragon Power, Yin Sha! (Two in One)

Next to the ruins, one demon corpse after another turned into shriveled and useless skin bags.

Among them were the corpses of many great monsters.

The essence of its blood and flesh, as well as the most precious demon's heart core, had all been taken away long ago, leaving nothing behind.

Song Changming stood on the pile of demon corpses, feeling the vast blood and energy essence that he had sealed, and felt extremely satisfied.

According to a rough estimate, the blood and flesh essence of the great demon harvested in this wave is enough to help him refine his body and reach the strength of ninety dragon forces in one fell swoop!
"In this way, it won't take too long to reach the power of a hundred dragons."

Song Changming clenched his fists, feeling the semi-automatic operation of the witchcraft in his body, refining the essence of the blood and flesh of the big demon sealed in his body bit by bit, continuously strengthening his physique.

This process does not require him to pay too much attention to control it.

Ever since he inherited the two fragments of the Witch God Stone from the Witch Clan, the witch refining techniques have become more and more fluent in his body.

It is said to be semi-automatic, but in fact, as long as there are sufficient resources for daily physical training, this witch training method is like the body's instincts such as breathing, and it can almost run on its own endlessly.

It's just that when he puts more energy into the witchcraft, the efficiency of body refining will be higher.

"Oh, what bad luck I have. I'm injured like this, but this ruins is empty." Yilang sat cross-legged on the sand, looking at the ruins of the hall not far away with some depression, and shook his head.

After they drove away Mo Tianzun and killed the monsters, they resisted the repulsive force and entered the ruins of the ancient alien race together.

Unfortunately, apart from many murals and totems worthy of study, there are no actual treasures or heritage left in the ruins.

The ruins were empty, which disappointed Yilang, who was originally very excited and was entering this secret ancient ruins for the first time.

"This is normal. After all, Tianxu Realm has existed for so many years, and many ruins have been opened by other people in the past. It is reasonable for them to be emptied." Bian Bohong explained.

He had more experience in the Tianxu Realm and knew this, so he was mentally prepared before entering. Although he was a little disappointed at the moment, he was not depressed.

These ancient treasures are not so easy to find.

In addition to having strong enough strength, you also need strong enough luck.

As he spoke, his gaze fell again on Song Changming who was standing on the pile of demon corpses.

It was just a slender figure, and he didn't look that powerful, but he actually possessed the strength to rival Mo Tianzun and even Hua Sichen!
Especially the scene where Song Changming just rescued Yilang, and later the scene where he decided the life and death of the group of big monsters with a single word, were truly impressive and unforgettable.

What is a strong person!
This Song Changming is the real strong man of the human race!
Even Bian Bohong felt at this moment that in the fight in the clouds, Song Changming was definitely the hidden big boss who was truly the strongest!

Even Huaqing Chi, Situ Ming, Bai Qing and others are not as good as him.

"What does it mean to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger? This is it," Bian Bohong couldn't help but mutter to himself.

It was also Song Changming's fault for being too low-key before. Although he had some fame in Yunzhou, compared with Situ Ming and other supernovas who were full of potential and well-known to the world, he could only be described as not showing off.

Not to mention, a big shot of Hua Sichen's level!
You know, just now Mo Tianzun recognized Hua Sichen at a glance, but failed to recognize Song Changming, which explains the problem.

During these twenty years, although Song Changming had roamed the demon world and killed many powerful demons, none of them could compare to Hua Sichen's achievement of killing the Taiwu Mountain Demon King with his sword.

Of course, Song Changming himself doesn't care about these things.

To him, his real skills that have been honed through thousands of trials and tribulations are more important.

He stepped down from the corpse, stepping on the air, and came close to the two men.

"Brother Yi, Brother Bian, how are your injuries?" Song Changming asked.

"Not bad." Bian Bohong stood up and said.

His injuries were indeed not very serious, at least he had not lost his fighting ability.

Yilang on the side was obviously more seriously injured. The bloody hole in his abdomen had just barely stopped the trend of worsening. Now it was difficult for him to even get up, let alone have the strength to fight again.

"How about the three of us going together?" Song Changming looked at the condition of the two and took the initiative to suggest.

With him taking care of them, even if the two were injured, at least their safety was guaranteed.

However, both of them shook their heads and rejected Song Changming's invitation to form a team.

Everyone came here to look for treasure and benefits. With the burden of these two people, Song Changming will definitely be affected.

They were also ambitious people. They didn't want to become a burden to Song Changming while they were injured, so they declined.

"Brother Yi and I will find a safe place to recuperate for a while. We will make plans together after our injuries have recovered a little. If there is a chance, we will go with you then." Bian Bohong said with a bow.

Since learning about Song Changming's powerful strength, his attitude towards Song Changming has obviously changed.

In general, there is a little more admiration and a little less ease and freedom among friends talking.

All I can say is that this is inevitable.

After all, they had only known each other for a short time and their friendship was not yet deep, so they were not old friends.

Seeing that the two had made up their minds, Song Changming did not say much and said goodbye to them directly.

As for Hua Sichen who had appeared before, he left after confirming that the ruins were empty and had no intention of staying for too long.

Before leaving, he only asked the two wounded soldiers, Yilang and Bian Bohong, whether they wanted to go back and leave Tianxu Realm.

After receiving a negative answer, he, like Song Changming, did not force the two.

Watching Song Changming's figure quickly disappear in the dust, Bian Bohong suddenly said: "I always feel that the Tianxu Realm is particularly lively this time, as if something big is going to happen."

No matter whether it is the great demon from the demon race or the great master of the human race, they are all competing here.

Compared to the part of exploring and searching for treasures, he always felt that there was more fighting and killing in the Tianxu Realm this time.

This is a scene that has never been seen in Tianxu Realm before.

This is of course due to the intrusion of a large number of demons, but is it really just that?
Combining his different feelings when entering Tianxu Realm twice, Bian Bohong secretly shook his head in his heart, hoping that he was overthinking and not to create any more complications.

"Let's go, Brother Bian." Yilang adjusted his breathing for a while before he stood up and said.

Although he was seriously injured, he still had no intention of giving up this hard-won opportunity to enter the Tianxu Realm. He wanted to recover from his injuries as soon as possible so that he could continue his action as soon as possible.

"Well, I don't know how Brother Situ is doing," Bian Bohong said suddenly, looking into the distance.

The four of them entered Tianxu Realm together. Now three of them have reunited, leaving only Situ Ming as the one with no news yet.

"Don't worry, Situ Ming's strength is stronger than you and me, nothing will happen." Yilang was very confident in Situ Ming.

He is from an aristocratic family in the Imperial City, while Bian Bohong is a descendant of the royal family of Shanglidao, so he knows Situ Ming's strength better than Bian Bohong.

Instead of worrying about Situ Ming's safety, it is better to worry more about themselves.

On the other side, Song Changming, who had left, was moving forward while digesting the essence of the monster's flesh and blood. Although he had come up empty-handed in the alien ruins, this wave was still a great gain for him. After all, the essence of the monster's flesh and blood was equally important to his strength improvement, and it was even not inferior to the super-quality fist formula he had obtained before.

"I don't know where Xiao Huang is in Tianxu Realm."

While exploring the Tianxu Realm, Song Changming also wanted to try to find the trace of the little phoenix bird.

It was brought into the Tianxu Realm by the great buzzard monster. If it was targeted by some powerful monsters or human masters as powerful as Hua Sichen, it would still be in great danger.

Even if the great buteo monster possessed phoenix feathers, it might not be able to protect the little phoenix.

After all, Xiaohuang is his pet bird that he has raised for so many years. It has been with him for so long, and he doesn't want anything to happen to him and he won't be able to see his pet bird again.

However, he currently had no way to track the little phoenix, so he had no idea how to find the little phoenix in the Tianxu Realm. He could only look around first.

We continued moving forward in the predetermined direction, and most of the day passed like this.

Even he himself could not estimate how many miles he had flown. The yellow sand in front of him finally began to become less, and gradually the cracked rock and soil layer on the surface began to appear.

Until the yellow sand no longer covered the sky, Song Changming couldn't help but look back. He could vaguely see that the road he came from very far away was still filled with wind and sand, blowing across the sky, and the air was turbid and dim.

“Somewhere new.”

After walking out of the yellow sand land, Song Changming defined the land under his feet as a new place, different from the yellow sand land where he was originally.

As he went along, he never encountered a third relic. It seemed that his luck had run out in this regard.

However, Song Changming was not in a hurry. The Tianxu Realm had just been opened and he still had a long time to stay.

As he continued to move forward, the surrounding environment became increasingly gloomy and cold.

"What a dense place of evil." Song Changming said to himself, feeling as if he had arrived in the Netherworld.

But soon, as he continued to go deeper, the coldness became more severe, and the yin energy gathered here had far exceeded that of the Nine Netherworlds.

"This extremely yin place is suitable for me to practice."

It was not difficult for Song Changming to adapt to the coldness of this place. With his witchcraft skills, he was able to refine it well and not be eroded by the coldness.

The Yin energy here is even more suitable than the power of the moonlight that he usually draws on for cultivation at night.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew from the front, making a harsh rustling sound.

Immediately afterwards, cold fog floated and surged, gathering from all directions.

"There is no evil spirit." Song Changming frowned slightly, vaguely realizing that something was wrong here, but he did not notice that there was any evil spirit causing trouble.

"Is there some evil spirit?"

He knew that in the outside world, the Dark State, that dead and silent place was known as the cemetery of the world, and that there were indeed ghosts, monsters, and evil spirits living there as alien races.

It can be said with certainty that ghosts exist in this world.

After all, the big demon can still be resurrected with the residual soul in his heart core, and his two brothers can also use ancient methods to turn their corpses into zombies after death.

As Song Changming gains a deeper understanding and exploration, he discovers that the boundary between life and death in this world is fuzzy and unclear.

It is difficult to say whether the zombies are alive or dead, and it is also difficult to say whether the ghosts are another form of life.

Song Changming looked calm. He had seen too much of the world now, and his knowledge prevented him from being frightened by the weirdness of ghosts and monsters.

After all, he is now a martial arts master, not an ordinary mortal.

A cold wind blew past him, and Song Changming felt cold all over. The vitality of his body seemed to be blown away a little.

The blood and energy were as fierce as fire, and were also slightly weakened.

"Interesting." Song Changming felt the cold wind and was not in a hurry.

If an ordinary person were to be caught in such a chilly wind, it would probably take less than a cup of tea for his life force to be extinguished, his spirit to be wiped out, and he would be completely dead.

This is an absolutely dangerous place!

Song Changming suddenly turned around to look at the cold wind that had blown past. Although he could not see it with his naked eyes, he felt as if there were countless unknown creatures in the cold wind, frantically fighting for the vitality and blood that had been blown away from him.

Song Changming tried to raise his hand and slap towards the dark wind. Suddenly, countless sharp cries were heard in the dark wind. The dark wind became distorted, and Song Changming actually vaguely saw countless human faces in it!

Most of the people's faces looked hideous and hateful, as if they wanted to pounce on Song Changming and bite him.

However, they seemed unable to escape from the cold wind and could only be blown farther and farther away until they finally disappeared.

However, the cold wind came one after another, and in each gust of wind there were these ghost things causing trouble, trying to take away some of the life from him.

Song Changming simply covered his entire body with the power of a master, and the effect was remarkable.

Whenever the cold wind came into contact with his master's power, it would be isolated and would not be able to corrode his flesh and blood at all. Naturally, those evil things hidden in it would not be able to touch him either.

Song Changming tried to capture these ghosts for closer examination, but he found that he could not capture these ghosts that seemed to have no fixed form.

He did not force himself and continued to search around this cold and gloomy place in the cold wind.

The terrain of the cold and gloomy land is no longer flat. The cracked land has turned into valleys, mountains, and rocky hills formed by the accumulation of various broken stones.

"Ok?"

After wandering around in this cold and gloomy place for an unknown period of time, Song Changming suddenly looked towards a place in the distance and noticed something.

"That is?!"

Without thinking too much, Song Changming reached out and wiped across her eyebrows.

The Sky-raising Divine Art: Activated the Spiritual Pupil!
His eyes lit up, and his vision quickly expanded to dozens of miles away. Through the cold wind and fog that kept blowing around, he could see clearly that it was a large rocky hill.

Large and small pieces of rock and soil were laid out layer by layer in a mess.

But on one side of the rocky hill, there was clearly a corner of bricks and tiles, which seemed to be buried in it, with only a tiny corner exposed.

Suspected to be ancient ruins!

Song Changming immediately became interested and quickly flew close to the rocky hill.

With a wave of his hand, under the power of the Grandmaster, a large number of rocks on the surface of the rocky hill fell off and flew aside.

Soon, the whole picture inside was revealed.

"It's true." Song Changming looked at the dilapidated houses in front of him. Some of them were built in the style of temples and Zen monasteries.

Temples, ancestral halls, and some side rooms, old bells
(End of this chapter)