Chapter 44 Euphorbia kills three thousand miles Happy Mid-Autumn Festival
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A large number of netherworld creatures came to kill them. After seeing Wang Qian, they became even crazier one by one. Their roars and running sounds formed a mad chao that surged invincibly and drowned everything.
"These ghostly creatures have strong vitality and vitality. Should they be transformed into zombie bodies and then swallow them all?"
When Wang Qian saw so many netherworld creatures, densely packed and attacking like ants, a crazy idea suddenly flashed in his mind.
"No, this Netherworld has undergone tremendous changes. Practitioners and more powerful Netherworld creatures may appear in the deeper world soon. Once discovered, the situation will be very bad."
After thinking about it carefully, Wang Qian found that although this idea was very tempting, it was too dangerous. His identity as a zombie could not be exposed now, otherwise it would bring disaster.
However, there are so many netherworld creatures, and I cannot absorb their essence at once, but I cannot waste it either.
Wang Qian decided to sacrifice and refine the halberds of the gods. This was the best opportunity.
A large number of netherworld creatures rushed up, their eyes were either dark or fiery red, and their ferocious spiritual auras were twisted into a ball in the void. Wang Qian had a feeling that he had entered hell all of a sudden. *A powerful spiritual storm swept over.
Fortunately, his soul is now very powerful and has reached the level where he has begun to understand the "Tao" and formed a Yuan Fei. His Tao heart is firm, his spirit is strong, and he is not infected by the outside world.
The killing and fighting started instantly.
A group of Nether Blood Yaksha, as cannon fodder, were the first to come into contact with him.
boom!
The green divine light shines on the sky. The continuous blue light bursts out from Wang Qian. He grabs it with his big hand, and green water flows begin to sweep away, like a tough rope. In an instant, hundreds of bloody yakshas are swept away. Tethered to death, they roared and struggled, but Wang Qian's divine power of the sea of suffering was pure and powerful, and very powerful. With their strength, they could not break free for a moment.
This gave Wang Gan a chance.
He was first restrained by divine power, and then he held the divine halberd in his palm and began to swing it wildly. In the fierce and domineering energy, it was like black dragons shuttled back and forth.
Puff!
How great is Wang Gan's power? The powerful power brings unparalleled speed. He waved the big halberd in his hand, and it seemed like pieces of black light blades crisscrossed the void, and all the heads of Yaksha were cut off one after another.
When alone, he can show off his strength and speed unscrupulously.
As soon as the battle began, Wang Qian unleashed all his strength.
The green water flow kept restraining the netherworld creatures, and then the halberds of the gods with a faint purple light in the pitch black showed great power, drawing out lines of death.
Heads flew up, stumps were broken, and blood mist filled the air. Wherever Wang Qian passed, murderous intent surged into the sky, evil aura billowed, and the air of death filled the air.
Bound by divine power, decapitated with a big halberd, what a cruel scene this is!
Every moment, a large area of bloody yaksha is bound by the green water, and then killed by the black euphorbia. The dark earth gradually turns purple and black, and the blood flows and penetrates into the land, becoming muddy and sinister. .
"Haha, this is the real battle, come on!"
Wang Qian went crazy and used his divine power regardless of the cost. The sea of suffering boiled endlessly, and vast divine power spurted out. In one breath, hundreds of blood yakshas were killed.
After slaughtering thousands of blood yakshas, the murderous aura in this void became so intense that the essentially same evil aura began to form devil heads, suspended in the air, sucking in the pervasive evil aura.
These evil spirits are organized by the resentment and unwillingness of dead nether creatures, as well as part of the life spirit. If they gather in large numbers, they may form evil spirits, resentful spirits and the like.
Wang Qian glanced at him and waved the halberd in his hand. On the halberd, the talisman's light flowed, creating a powerful attraction.
Whoosh!
A large amount of evil spirit was absorbed. These evil spirits and resentful spirits had just been formed and were still very weak. Wang Qian did not give them a chance to grow. He swallowed the halberds of the gods, and he did not know how much evil spirit was refined.
When he was refining his great halberd, it was made according to a mysterious refining technique in the "Secret Code of Immortality". It was engraved with the sky-swallowing talisman, which could absorb evil spirits, murderous spirits, spiritual spirits, etc. Life energy is used to improve the quality of divine weapons.
This is where it comes in completely.
Wang Qian is so fierce that in just ten breaths of contact, a large area of blood yaksha will be killed, and this number is increasing crazily every moment.
Buzz!
A violent spiritual storm swept through the netherworld creatures, and he instantly felt a complicated thought.
Netherworld creatures also have their own language, but Wang Qian cannot understand it, but in the world of spiritual practice, the messages conveyed by souls and spirits are universal.
The more powerful creatures among these netherworld creatures finally felt that this tiny human being in front of them was very terrifying, and began to mobilize their troops and besiege them in large numbers.
The Blood Yaksha is equivalent to the late innate realm in cultivation, and many of them are in the innate Dzogchen realm. However, facing Wang Qian, they were all too fragile and were massacred in large numbers.
Soon, Black Yaksha, who was covered in jet-black scales and was full of energy and powerful combat power, began to appear from behind.
The fighting continued, and the battle became more and more crazy. Large areas of blood, corpses, and flesh were piled up together, making it miserable and heroic.
Wang Qian felt more and more that the fighting method he had just invented was very effective in dealing with these netherworld creatures.
He was bound by divine power and then chopped with a big halberd. In a short time, bones were everywhere and heads were rolling.
"Well? My divine power is a bit weak? But that's not a problem."
Wang Qian suddenly felt that the divine power of Kuhai was a little weak and not as strong as it was at the beginning. With a movement in his heart, the powerful soul power burst out, forming a storm.
Most of the dead Netherworld creatures on the ground have energy essences such as blood pills in their bodies. These things are the essence of life of Netherworld creatures and are their Dao fruits. They have pure energy and are huge in quantity.'
As soon as Wang Gan absorbed it, countless blood-red pills fell into his mouth.
With a roar, the rich spiritual energy burst out, and the Nine-turn Body Refining Technique violently circulated, and then it was absorbed and refined, making the divine power of the Sea of Bitterness even more pure.
The more he fought, the braver he became, with one man fending off a million soldiers and killing three thousand miles with a big halberd. This majestic and majestic scene made Wang Qian's understanding of spiritual practice more profound.
Fighting, death, and killing, these are the sufferings of the world, the boundless sea of suffering, running through time and space, and across destiny.
His understanding of the sea of suffering became more and more profound, and he was able to fight with ease, and he killed large swaths of black yakshas.
Team leaders and commanders are all useless. Wang Qian has a profound understanding of Tao, and his combat effectiveness becomes more powerful. This is a virtuous cycle.
Finally, he absorbed a large amount of Nether Blood Pills and Life Essence, and his body began to undergo tremendous changes.
A massive amount of divine power was born, and the flesh and bones began to be tempered. Every cell in the body seemed to be a giant beast that swallowed the sky. It required a lot of energy to satisfy. There are too many Nether Blood Pills on the ground now, thousands of them. It's completely Wang Qian's masterpiece.
Buzz!
The bones and muscles were constantly combined and arranged to form a more reasonable structure. Wang Gan's physical body became stronger and his strength began to increase fiercely.
During this process, bursts of muffled thunder-like sounds came from inside his body, which were continuous and mysterious.
The sea of bitterness in the dantian suddenly erupted, and a massive amount of divine power was born. A large amount of blood-red mist entangled Wang Qian's body, and there were also many ferocious and vicious spirits, all of which were soul fragments remaining in the blood pill. However, these had no effect on him. From a practical point of view, there is no threat. The soul in the realm of Yuan Fei and the strong and determined mind are enough to suppress everything. There are no hidden dangers in cultivation. They complement each other.
Boom!
He finally reached the pinnacle of his second-turn magical skill, and a feeling of perfection and sufficiency arose from the bottom of his heart.
Wang Qian knew that he had finally succeeded in the second round of practice and reached the state of perfection in the constant battles and fights.
The price is that he swallowed tens of thousands of blood pills in just a few breaths, which means that he has killed tens of thousands of netherworld creatures so far. The largest number of them is the blood yaksha, which almost occupies Seventy percent of them, the rest is black yaksha.
The speed of this kind of fighting is too fast and too fierce.
He made a breakthrough in his practice, and felt that the power in his body was so fierce that it seemed endless, and he could never use up his energy no matter how much he squandered it.
At this time, the Halberd of the Gods had also grown a step further. It was undergoing a transformation with a clicking sound. The thick evil energy filled the sky, and then suddenly converged, and the whole body became stronger, restrained, dark, and completely like an unparalleled fierce weapon.