Everyone moved forward without encountering any obstacles.
This also made Zhuo Yifan secretly breathe a sigh of relief, otherwise it would be bad if he was interrupted from refining his body.
After absorbing the power of the elixir, and integrating it with the holy water of the underworld, a large amount of blood essence, the fire of void and other energies, Zhuo Yifan's body finally began to take shape.
Like Murong Xiaoqian, this is also an extremely critical moment. Various hodgepodges come together, just like a big production, with top stars and directors. But if one of them is not good, it may make a bad movie. It must be
Keep improving, step by step.
Fortunately, Zhuo Yifan has a super director and script, which is "The Secret of the Immortal Zombie God". He has collected a lot of blood essence on his body, so he doesn't have to directly eat the same kind of people.
Cells fission one by one, muscles and bones everywhere condense again, and meridians everywhere regenerate...
Zhuo Yifan is like an assembled machine, with each part starting to start and gradually run.
The only thing that is not affected is the devil's heart.
Whether it was the elixir or the power of faith, he turned a blind eye and was still immersed in self-repair, but the speed was not slow.
The filaments connecting the fragments are getting more and more dense, and they are constantly pulling the fragments to gather in the center. Although it does not seem to be fast, it is actually a miracle.
However, what Miss Fang and others did not expect was that after they left, another army came out of the ruins.
They went straight to the place where Zhuo Yifan was buried.
It was the family army led by Ouyang Qingzhi.
Seeing the scene at this moment, many believers were extremely anxious and angry, and wanted to fly to Zhuo Yifan immediately to protect him.
This is the horror of faith. Once you become a believer, the inexplicable pull will be more terrifying than the most terrifying hypnosis in the world.
After so much, the number of believers increased again.
At this moment, the number of pure believers has reached 12,000, and there are thousands of quasi-believers, which is quite a force. On the other hand, Miss Fang is not as good as the opponent, but her overall strength is not weak.
Seeing the situation ahead, everyone unanimously decided to continue chasing.
With telepathy, Ouyang Qingzhi finally felt relieved.
Although Zhuo Yifan's aura was still so weak, it was gradually getting stronger, which made Ouyang Qingzhi's desperate heart suddenly filled with hope.
After experiencing the most desperate moment, she realized that unknowingly, she had fallen deeply in love with this man. Without him, everything in this world would be meaningless.
After entering the mountainous area, everyone's progress slowed down significantly.
In the mountain stream, the mist is dense, and it looks a bit scary, as if there is some terrible creature hidden in it.
Zhuo Yifan's physical condition makes Miss Fang worried.
Every now and then, this kid would have blood gushing out of his body. I really don't know where he got so much blood.
Zhuo Yifan was also helpless.
This "Netherworld Golden Body Art" is so abnormal that it requires a total of 9999 runes to be condensed. However, after condensation, it is not an end, but a new beginning.
This new beginning is even more abnormal, that is, the body must be shattered into pieces again, and a large amount of blood essence and holy water of the underworld must be added again, and the second tempering must be carried out until it is as iron as steel without any flaws, which is considered the beginning.
Murong Xiaoqian benefited from the super true demon blood reserved by her father, the golden immortal level blood essence, which was enough to give birth to a heavenly immortal long ago. Therefore, that powerful power has slowly grown over tens of thousands of years.
It slowly penetrated into her body, gradually transforming and tempering it.
Unlike Zhuo Yifan, who simply took shortcuts and focused on one outbreak, the pain he suffered would naturally be doubled.
When Zhuo Yifan reached the halfway point of his second tempering, he could no longer continue because the essence and blood energy stored in his body had been exhausted.
This shocked him greatly.
This "Undead Zombie Divine Art" is really amazing. According to what is said above, there are nine levels of body refining, and each level consumes ten times the blood essence and blood of the previous one!
Zhuo Yifan didn't even reach the entry level, but he had already consumed all his blood essence.
Calculated based on the blood essence and blood he absorbed, it is estimated that 1 million ordinary warrior essence and blood would be consumed to get started.
Because among the blood essence and blood he absorbed, masters actually accounted for the majority, and the blood essence and blood of these people could be worth thousands of ordinary people.
If someone in the outside world relied solely on killing to practice such a skill, they would probably kill millions of people just to get started. If they practiced to the extreme...
Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but trembled.
Why are the Yuan Clan’s techniques so evil?
Murong Qian entered the Tao and killed hundreds of millions of creatures.
If you want to reach his level, you still have to kill many planes?
The first level requires 1 million creatures, the second level requires 10 million, the third level requires 100 million, and the fourth level requires 1 billion...
According to this calculation, it is really terrifying.
In comparison, Murong Qian's evil deeds of killing hundreds of millions of living beings are nothing.
Zhuo Yifan secretly sighed in horror. It seems that this "Undying Zombie Divine Art" is the real number one evil divine art!
But the benefits are also obvious. Now Zhuo Yifan's physical strength has more than doubled.
This is still because he failed to condense it successfully. If he completely condenses the remaining half of the runes, his physical strength will be twice as strong again.
This is terrifying. His physical strength was originally able to defeat the real demon. Under the defense of Xuanwu Divine Armor, even the magic cannon couldn't kill him. Now that his physical strength has increased, Zhuo Yifan is not even afraid of the magic cannon.
Of course, standing around and being hit by a magic cannon is not Zhuo Yifan's style.
The two people carrying Zhuo Yifan had become accustomed to Zhuo Yifan's sudden changes. They even made a secret bet to see when Zhuo Yifan would die.
They didn't realize that Zhuoyi had gradually calmed down and the blood no longer spurted from his body.
"Miss, there is something strange ahead. Three batches of our spies have disappeared. Would you like to ask Master Murong to take a look?"
A master came quickly to report.
Miss Fang frowned and said, "With Master Murong's current condition, can he go into battle?"
"It shouldn't be possible." The second elder snorted coldly: "It's not Zhuo Yifan. If he hadn't attacked him, Elder Murong wouldn't be so depressed."
"Hahaha, Miss Fang, I'm here. I heard there's trouble ahead. Can you let me go and have a look?"
A hearty voice sounded, and Murong Tiecheng walked out from the Murong family army behind him, his face glowing red, but where was the slightest trace of decadence?
The second elder's face changed slightly, and he felt quite unhappy. You slapped me in the face too quickly, old guy. You won't come out again later.
Miss Fang said happily: "Then Master Lao Murong will be here."