Wuling Xianyuan

Chapter 214 Fierce Battle ([-])

"The iron corpse of the bear demon with a congealing pulse?" Raising his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wang Chong's consciousness remained on the huge figure not far away exuding terrifying monster aura and strong corpse aura. It was a dead body, but it exuded an extremely palpitating violent aura.

"The eyesight is good, but you are wrong about one thing. The iron bear was hunted and killed after he fell into a short period of weakness at the moment when he successfully hit the alchemy stage. Danqi monsters only have it, you can force me to break the seal, even death is enough."

A look of arrogance flashed across Ma Mian's face. A companion zombie in the fake alchemy stage should not have appeared next to a monk of the Earth Corpse Sect who only had a cultivation level at the initial stage of congealing the pulse. His former master also had some status in the sect, so he found such a companion zombie for him.

The zombies of the Earth Corpse Sect are divided into many types. Ordinary ones are directly called corpses, while iron corpses are of a higher grade than corpses. There are naturally other grades above them, but the spirituality of zombies of higher grades is almost all It is easy to backfire if you have your own consciousness and do not have a strong cultivation base to suppress it.

It is also very common in the Earth Corpse Sect to use monsters as companion zombies like Ma Mian. After all, finding a companion zombie is also a very solemn matter for the disciples of the Earth Corpse Sect, and the corpses of monsters are in the corpse sect. The primary stage is much stronger than normal zombies.

"The companion zombies of monsters are indeed powerful enough, but who told you that this is all my strength?" Wang Chong stood up with one hand on the ground, his hair was also loose due to the impact just now.

"Full strength?" Ma Mian's pupils shrank, and he said with a sneer, "It's the first time I've seen a Zhao Guo monk who is as interesting as you."

Although he was very disdainful in words, after punching Wang Chong and flying away, the figure of the iron corpse of the bear demon who stood still without any movement was blurred. When he reappeared, he was already behind Wang Chong, and his movements did not stop at all. He punched it out.

An imperceptible arc emerged from the corner of Wang Chong's mouth, "Ning!"

Although it was only for a short moment, it gave Wang Chong enough time to cope with the current situation. A familiar "crack" sounded again, and Wang Chong's body became bigger again, instantly turning into the body of a dragon and ape. Dark golden vertical pupils emerged, they were a pair of absolutely icy eyes.

"Boom!"

The moment Long Wei disappeared, the iron corpse of the bear demon resumed its action again, and the two huge fists collided fiercely. This was the real first contest of the powerful physical body.

I saw the two figures swaying slightly at the same time, this punch was no match for victory, after a short pause, the two figures rushed forward again, the terrible impact sound instantly joined together, and the speed of their punches was extremely fast, only Hear its sound, but not see its shape.

Seeing that Wang Chong's physical strength was comparable to that of the Iron Corpse, a demon beast in the false alchemy stage, Ma Mian was startled at first, but then a very strong greedy look suddenly appeared on his face.

"What a powerful physical body. This is only the initial stage of congealing the pulse. If it is refined into a companion zombie, it is very likely to be advanced to a silver corpse. I must get him!"

Not far away, Fang Yiming took the time to glance at Wang Chong's direction. Gu Jing Bubo's face couldn't hide the shock. Thinking of such a powerful force, those muffled crashing sounds were definitely not something an ordinary early-stage pulse condensing cultivator could bear.

At the moment Fang Yiming was distracted, a slender metal arm was inserted straight into his throat, silently, giving the impression that the arm was supposed to penetrate his throat.

The coldness in his eyes became stronger, a flying sword rushed out from Fang Yiming's sleeve, and with a "ding", he repelled the arm of the attacking mechanism, but at the same time, the flying sword also flipped in the air, but in the end it was still Standing on the side of Fang Yiming's body, a cold sword light shone.

"You are very strong..."

After Qianshou's sneak attack failed, he finally opened his mouth, but then suddenly changed the subject, "But it's not enough!"

Three metal arms of the same material were stretched out from the back of Qianshou, and the four metal arms twisted gently in the air, like poisonous insects who chose to die.

Seeing this, Fang Yiming no longer dared to underestimate him in the slightest, his face became more solemn than ever, and the two flying swords began to revolve around his body, falling into a state of high vigilance.

Without any warning, the four arms attacked at the same time from different tricky angles. At the same time, there were countless barbs on each arm. The sunlight fell on the barbs through the canopy, reflecting a strange colored light.

"poisonous!"

Fang Yiming was taken aback. During the past two days with Xuan Hong, he could still judge through some simple methods.

At the same time, he had to deal with it more carefully. The two flying swords danced imperceptibly, and the two fell into a brief stalemate for a while.

"Oh!"

In the other place, green smoke suddenly burst out from the place that was originally flooded by insects, and a figure rushed out of it, but those spiritual pets did not stop them at all, but jumped around aimlessly in place.

"What!" Poison Master frowned as he looked at his spirit worm, and when he looked at Xuan Hong again, his eyes became more serious, "Spiritual poison, I never thought you would use spiritual poison!"

Xuan Hong's figure landed on the tree trunk. He stretched out his hand and pinched a mung bean-sized spirit insect from his shoulder, and put it in his palm. The appearance of this spirit insect was very strange. Xuanhong's first reaction was fleas, but it was bigger. There are a lot of them, and they have a pair of sharp front claws. They have a flat body. If you observe carefully, you can find a faint scent of corpse.

"Is this a hybrid of fleas and turtles?" Xuan Hong whispered to himself.

As soon as these words came out, the face of the obese Poison Master suddenly changed. This scene fell in Xuan Hong's eyes, and then he said to himself: "Sure enough, it is no wonder that the resistance to poison is so strong. It turns out that it is a transformed spirit insect. The way of hybridization makes the spirit insects mutate, I'm right."

Although Du Fuzi was surprised that the other party could see the characteristics of his spirit insect at a glance, the two camps have been fighting for at least half a year, and it is inevitable to get to know each other.

"It seems that you have also learned something about the insect valley, and even know about the one-transformation spirit insect. Then you should know that the strength of the insect valley monk who can breed the one-transformation spirit insect should not be too low. I'm not afraid to tell you that my strength in our team is relatively low, and our captain is busy cleaning up that kid who is playing with flying swords. To be honest, that kid's luck is really bad."

Xuan Hong secretly thought in his heart. Sure enough, when they found the corpse of the team they had found before, they knew that the other group was not simple. Maybe it's the captain of this team, but if you want to talk about the opponent's strength...

He thought he had extraordinary insight, but he never noticed anything unusual about the other party. Could it be because of the four extra puppet arms?
At the same time, Leng Ye, who used the sound of the flute to confuse Lu Zhi, seemed to be in some trouble. Just when she was about to kill, a dissatisfied growl suddenly came out, and then a huge monster appeared in front of her.

"Turtle bear!" Leng Ye was startled, but just now he didn't notice any movement of the other party touching the spirit beast bag, how could he summon the spirit beast?

"I know, I know, I just want to play with her, how could I be confused by the sound of a broken flute?" A voice suddenly came from behind the turtle bear, but no matter how I heard it, I felt a little guilty.

(End of this chapter)