Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 520: Serve me as your master and seize the destiny of heaven and earth! (Two in one)

Many big monsters heard the screams and looked back, only to see a frost in the sky.

Several big monsters nearby had half of their bodies corroded by the extreme cold air transformed by the evil spirit, and were completely unconscious.

Some were completely frozen into sculptures, with expressions of fear on their faces.

Yuan San floated calmly in the sky, overlooking all the monsters still in this black mountain space, posing an unprecedented threat.

Behind him, the three corpses of big demons were the most conspicuous.

Situ Ming looked at Yuan San who helped him with doubt, but finally bowed to express his gratitude.

"Thanks for your help."

Yuan San did not respond. To him, helping the human race to fight against these big monsters was Song Changming's order and wish, and had nothing to do with him.

He was just following orders.

"What's going on?" Situ Ming had been paying attention to this frozen zombie before.

The zombie is very mysterious and does not reveal his true identity, but only exudes a vague and endless threat, which makes people feel uneasy.

If Song Changming had not been related to him, he would have only regarded this zombie as a powerful imaginary enemy, no different from those big monsters.

It was not until now that the zombie finally took action and unexpectedly chose to stand on the side of the human race. It was also at this time that he and everyone else realized how powerful this zombie was.

Killing a big monster is as easy as killing a chicken or a dog.

In terms of the deterrence and strength it displayed, it was even greater than those of the previous arrogant demon kings.

It is no exaggeration to say that the zombie is the most powerful one currently present.

The only one who could get close to it was Song Changming, who had just expanded the star field and slayed the three demon kings to reach the top.

Besides, Hua Sichen was unconsciously wary of this frozen zombie. Even though he was helping a human being at the moment, he was still an alien, so he couldn't be completely at ease.

"What are you going to do!" The big monster that was frozen in ice but still alive felt that the demonic power and blood in his body could not circulate throughout his body, and he shouted at the zombie angrily.

"As a Dark State zombie, you don't help the monsters like me, but help the human race instead. You..."

"Shut up." Yuan San's pitch-black fingertips slashed towards the big monster, and the evil force drew a line in the air, just like a cloth bag that was suddenly zipped up.

The big demon's body was suddenly split into two, and the big demon heart core in its body was broken into two halves, and the last bit of life was instantly destroyed.

Now, no big demon dared to approach him.

"So strong!" Situ Ming felt a chill on his back and subconsciously distanced himself from Yuan San.

He really couldn't figure out the details of this zombie ancestor, just like Song Changming who was confused at first.

Yuan San did not explain anything to him and other humans, but just continued to hunt down other big monsters.

Soon, more and more corpses of giant monsters floated behind him, and the display was shocking, which further demonstrated his powerful side.

The reason why he kept carrying the corpses of these great monsters and did not transform them into his Yin Sha Ghosts was because he knew that Song Changming, who inherited the witch clan's legacy, needed the flesh and blood of these great monsters.

He collected them for Song Changming.

"Let's go! We can't stay here anymore!"

The big demon was finally defeated. No matter it was the big demon who got the fairy flowers and fairy fruits, or the one who got nothing, they all chose to flee and did not dare to stay in this black mountain.

There are strong human warriors here, and there is also Yuan San, a powerful zombie who suddenly goes crazy and reaps the lives of monsters. If they continue to stay, they will only die.

Even under the layers of siege by the human race's masters, it is hard to say how many big monsters will be able to escape in the end.

"Stop chasing!" After eliminating all the hostile demons in Black Mountain, Hua Sichen sent a message to every human master, asking them to stop chasing.

Instead, he sat cross-legged, spread out a bunch of high-level talisman papers, and began to enter a state of meditation like Song Changming, concentrating his mind and working hard to refine the immortal fruit energy in his body that was increasingly out of control.

The same is true for the other martial arts masters who got the opportunity to see the immortal tree. After not refining it for such a long time, their bodies can no longer bear the burden, and they really can't drag it on any longer.

"I am so envious." Those martial arts masters who had not been able to get the opportunity of the immortal tree before, looked at the people sitting cross-legged and their cultivation levels soared, and their faces were immediately filled with envy.

But this cannot be blamed on anyone else. If anyone is to blame, they can only blame themselves. Either they lacked courage and did not dare to approach the fairy tree at that time, or they were unlucky and tried their best but got nothing.

At this time, they looked at the fairy tree that had calmed down a little, but they did not dare to get closer.

After all, everyone had rushed forward before, so perhaps they had a chance to profit from the chaos. But now, if they dared to approach the fairy tree, they would only end up being squeezed and becoming nutrients for the fairy tree.

As the cold wind blew, Yuan San returned to Song Changming's side.

"Senior." Song Changping looked at the eleven corpses of giant demons floating behind Yuan San, his mind a little dazed.

He already knew how powerful Yuan San was before, but the terrifying strength displayed by Yuan San at this moment still exceeded his expectations.

What he had seen in the past was just the tip of the iceberg of the full power of this zombie ancestor.

In fact, this is just the strength of a clone of the zombie ancestor. How powerful would his real body be?

In addition, he had not expected that Yuan San would completely surrender to Song Changming and regard Song Changming as his master.

But overall, this is undoubtedly a great thing for Song Changming.

After all, Yuan San’s terrifying strength is in front of them. Even if he only exists as a thug and bodyguard, it is enough for Song Changming to rest assured about his safety.

Not to mention that the identity of the zombie ancestor also has extremely high value. If used properly, it will become an indispensable force behind Song Changming.

"Senior, you said that your real body was sealed under ten thousand meters of ice rock. Is there any way to help you unseal it and escape?" Song Changping asked tentatively.

This was something Song Changming had wanted to ask before but hadn't asked yet, so Song Changping wanted to get the inside scoop first.

"It cannot be broken. No one in this world can break it. If the master can obtain more inheritance from the witch clan and practice and master it, perhaps there is still a chance."

Yuan San knew the blood relationship between Song Changping and Song Changming, so he had no intention of hiding anything from Song Changping and told the truth.

"With your strength, who can seal you?" Song Changan said. "It should be a fairy or a god. I can't remember clearly. It was in the ancient times." Yuan San shook his head.

"There really were immortals and gods in the ancient times." Song Changan's red eyes widened in amazement.

"I'm not too sure, but the power is no different from that of immortals and gods." Yuan San murmured in a daze.

Song Changping did not fully believe what he said for the time being. Regardless of whether he was a real immortal or not, according to what the ancestor of the zombies said, he should have been sealed by a kind of powerful creatures in the late ancient times or the early ancient times.

At that time, the witch clan had almost been wiped out, so naturally they were unable to save him.

Seeing that the ancestor of the zombies was extremely cooperative, Song Changping asked him many questions about the past.

However, among them, the ancestor of the zombies still remembered some, while others had vague memories, not sure whether they were true or not, and could not answer.

But even so, Song Changping and the other two learned a lot, which was as novel as listening to the mythological story of the creation of the world.

In the process of understanding, Song Changping gradually formed a rough outline of the vague ancient times in his mind.

"I never thought that such a long history of civilization could have given birth to so many powerful creatures and tribes. In comparison, the current monsters and humans seem to be much weaker," Song Changping couldn't help but sigh.

Even though they are both zombies, there is still a huge gap between him and the zombie ancestor in front of him.

"Why is this?" Song Changan asked puzzledly.

"There are many factors." Yuan San thought for a moment and said, "The interruption of inheritance, the continuous decline of the spiritual energy in the environment, and the several huge disasters that occurred in history are all reasons."

"Senior, can you tell me more about it?" Song Changping asked.

Yuan San shook his head and said, "I have been sealed underground for a long time. I only have a slight perception of many things. I have come to the conclusion after a little analysis. I don't know the details of many things in the past."

While the three were talking, Song Changming was not disturbed at all inside the circular evil energy and was still concentrating on his cultivation.

In his purple palace, the precious essence and blood that the master had spent a lot of time and effort to refine was now rapidly growing under the nourishment of the immortal fruit.

Fourteen drops, fifteen drops, sixteen drops.
Twenty drops, twenty-one drops, twenty-two drops
The immortal tree seizes the fortune of heaven and earth and the vitality of all living things, and the immortal fruit that is finally born has an effect far beyond the imagination of any person or monster.

Time passed by little by little, and when the thirty-fifth master's essence and blood was born in Song Changming's purple mansion, he felt that the energy of the remaining immortal fruits could no longer work on Qi refining.

Otherwise, it would only do more harm than good. Not only would it fail to regenerate the Grandmaster's blood essence, it might also damage the foundation of his Purple Mansion.

"What a pity! I thought that with this progress, it would be no problem to break through from the middle level of Grandmaster to the late level of Grandmaster cultivation."

Song Changming felt a little regretful, but he decisively interrupted his Qi-refining practice.

There is no need to force yourself. This wave of Grandmaster cultivation has been super-doubled. This is a huge opportunity for any Grandmaster warrior, almost comparable to the results accumulated from a hundred years of practice!

You have to know that the average lifespan of a grandmaster is only four hundred years. The results of the extra hundred years of practice are so important that they are enough to make many things in the future possible.

This is not only a benefit to one's current strength and cultivation level, but also an invisibly raised upper limit of a Grandmaster warrior's future!

Song Changming was in a good mood as he sensed the vigorous master power emanating from the thirty-five essences and bloods in the Purple Mansion.

"It's really a qualitative change!" Comparing his cultivation strength before obtaining the immortal fruit, he couldn't help but sigh again.

Clearly he had just reached the middle level of Grandmaster cultivation, and in the blink of an eye he hadn't even stepped out of the Tianxu Realm, but now it seemed that he was not far from the late level of Grandmaster cultivation!
And all these were given to him by just an immortal fruit.

And this is not the end yet, his wave of refining is far from over.

It would be difficult for Zi Fu to continue practicing and absorbing the energy from the immortal fruit, so his magical witchcraft would take over the burden and he would start the second round of practice.

As the method changed, the energy fluctuations around Song Changming immediately became obscure and secretive.

Yuan San suddenly looked in the direction of Song Changming. He had a feeling that Song Changming had started to practice the witch clan's methods.

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the ancient times, when the ancient witch tribe was still there.

They are often shirtless, revealing their bodies of steel, and they sit on the ground casually, practicing witchcraft wantonly, tempering their flesh and blood, and strengthening their bodies!

Just like Song Changming right now.

However, compared to the generally broad and sturdy physiques of the little giants of the Wu clan, Song Changming appears to be much thinner.

After all, Song Changming is just a pure-blooded human, not a descendant of the ancient witch clan. Even if he has learned witchcraft, he cannot change his human bloodline.

"What's wrong?" Song Changping asked immediately when he saw Yuan San suddenly cared so much about Song Changming.

In fact, he did not trust Yuan San 100%, and at this moment he was helping Song Changming keep an eye on the ancestor of the zombies.

If Yuan San showed any signs of making any rash moves, he would take action immediately, just to delay him for a moment and give Song Changming time to react.

"It's okay." Yuan San withdrew his gaze and did not take any extra actions.

And Song Changming's cultivation continued without stopping. No matter whether it was the energy of the fairy fruit or the essence of the demon king's flesh and blood that he collected, they were all accepted, refined and absorbed by the witch refining method.

Then his physical strength began to strengthen little by little until it was out of control!
Eighty-seventh dragon power, eighty-eighth dragon power, eighty-nineth dragon power
Ninety-seven dragon powers, ninety-eight dragon powers, ninety-nine dragon powers
The blood in Song Changming's body surged like a roaring ocean wave!
Perhaps it was because his body strengthened too quickly, his figure inevitably swelled in the process, and his rock-hard muscles became more and more obvious, even bursting through his clothes.

The muscle lines are extremely clear, and the tense strength is full of explosive power.

Just watching from the sidelines is enough to give people a great sense of oppression and make people afraid.

Just like the ultimate monster lurking in the copy, an epic and terrifying beast!
One hundred dragon powers!

Song Changming didn't expect that the opportunity for him to break through the Hundred Dragon Power would come so soon. He thought it would at least happen after he left the Tianxu Realm.

It must be said that both the blood and flesh essence of the demon king and the opportunity of the fairy fruit were of great benefit to his practice, and the effect of strengthening the physical body was particularly prominent.

As a result, the speed of his witchcraft was inexplicably increased a lot.

Song Changming practiced until his Minghai spirit was about to be exhausted, then he immediately switched to a meditative state to restore his spirit, and then continued to practice, repeating this process.

Even the corpses of the great demons that Yuan San later killed were refined by him during this wave of cultivation.

Surrounded and nourished by the seemingly inexhaustible precious energy and nutrients, Song Changming was so immersed in this wave of practice that he forgot everything else and that he even forgot the time and that he was still in Tianxu.

(End of this chapter)