The power of the divine soul poured into Old Yang's head. Under the infusion of the power of the divine soul, Old Yang's divine soul suddenly grew stronger, so much so that his body could not contain it. The white divine soul overflowed from his body.
At this time, there is a shadow that is constantly expanding and getting bigger outside the physical body of furnace slave Mr. Yang.
As there were more and more bones in the yellow soup, Mr. Yang's soul became larger and larger. Finally, Mr. Yang's soul let out a long and shrill scream, and the soul was torn from the body. Only each other's feet were still there.
Connected in one place.
Old Yang's physical body was sweating profusely. Such an increase was really too much for a cultivation level like Old Yang's. This is why these furnace slaves wanted to cooperate with Emperor Yanji. Yanji
The emperor swallowed a flesh-born treasure, and his body has reached the point of immortality. In order to prepare to occupy the body of the dragon girl, the furnace slaves have used various methods to help Emperor Yanji's soul and the yellow soup
The cauldron establishes a connection, making the cauldron of yellow soup like half of the acting emperor's own body. The physical body of Emperor Yanji can naturally withstand the torment. You must know that even if Chang Xiao, the real soul of the eternal master, eats it,
After a certain amount of Emperor Yanji's soul, it would take time to digest it, and he could not accept the soul pouring down from the cauldron of yellow soup like Emperor Yanji without any scruples.
Emperor Yanji can do it, but Mr. Yang cannot. As his soul continues to grow, his body is drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the flowing sweat has drained away all the essence in his body.
It's like flowing out. The furnace slaves just control the power of order relatively well. From other aspects, they are unable to compete with the eternal master from any perspective! The difference is not a little bit, but a very big difference.
So big!
Old Yang roared again, and there was a loud crack like cracking brocade. Old Yang's soul was completely separated from the completely withered body. When he looked at the body again, only skin and bones were left.
Just layers.
Seeing that Mr. Yang had grown up like a giant soul, all the slaves guarding the furnace looked sad. Mr. Yang had no way to turn back, the soul could never return to his body, and the soul had no physical body to act.
The barrier protection will dissipate in this world soon.
Yang Lao's soul seemed exhausted. Those who have not experienced the torture of this kind of unscrupulous growth will never understand the pain involved.
Yang Lao's soul closed his eyes for a moment, opened his soul hand, and patted his body. The body immediately turned into dots of flying catkins, but the entire set of Yang Lao's skeleton was still intact, and was caught by Yang Lao in his hand.
, after kneading it, it turned into a long bone knife. Yang Laomeng shook his palm, and the long bone knife exploded again. This time, what was left in Yang Lao's hand was a long knife made by the soul. Then
Yang Lao's feet sank, and his whole soul sank into the dragon's body.
At this time, Emperor Yanji's soul was already entangled in the flame python planted on him by the Dragon Girl, like a rice dumpling bound by strips of flames.
Emperor Yanji struggled and twitched feebly, but this did not change the fate of his soul being constantly shrinking. In two or three hours at most, Emperor Yanji would be completely drained by the flame python planted by Longnu.
If the flame python returns to the dragon girl's soul, it is not impossible that the dragon girl's soul will immediately expand and control the entire dragon body again!
Just as he was about to be done, a slender soul jumped down from the dragon's body. In his hand, a long knife made of countless bones and souls was swiped in the air.
Cut off the flame python with the power of the soul.
This slender soul was extremely fast, completely consuming the power of the soul without any scruples. In an instant, it cut off hundreds of the dragon girl's flame pythons. These flame pythons left the foundation engraved in Emperor Yanji's body and started to fight immediately.
When the flames disintegrated, Dragon Girl quickly took them back to strengthen her soul, and Emperor Yanji suddenly became energetic and competed with Dragon Girl to devour these flame pythons.
For a moment, it turned out that Emperor Yanji was faster than Dragon Girl. After all, these flame pythons were cut from Emperor Yanji's body. Emperor Yanji was closer to the flame python than the distance between Dragon Girl and the flame python, wasn't it?
Little by little, such a close distance was enough to make up for the shortcoming that most of Emperor Yanji's soul was still bound by the flame python.
Seeing that the work was done, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway. This feeling was like a candy bar that had reached your mouth being opened and pulled out by someone. The dragon girl couldn't help but get furious, and attracted those people who were entangled in Yan Ji.
The flame python on the emperor's body pounced towards the slender figure.
That slender soul is naturally that of Mr. Yang. The appearance of Mr. Yang's soul is much colder than that of Mr. Yang, as if he is wearing a mask. He is dressed in white clothes. It is no exaggeration to say that he has an immortal spirit.
Mr. Yang was already destined to die, so naturally he would not be afraid of death. He turned the bone essence sword in his hand violently, and the power of his soul continued to flow into the long sword. In an instant, Mr. Yang actually used all the power of his soul to
He was thrown into this bone essence long knife, so that Mr. Yang's own soul body had disappeared, and only this bone essence long knife was left in the air after crushing Mr. Yang's own bones.
The long sword of the bone essence kept shuttling among hundreds of flame pythons. Wherever it passed, it cut a fleeing flame python into two pieces, consuming a lot of soul power, making Mr. Yang feel as if he had taken an aphrodisiac.
His strength was attributed to Mr. Yang's fear of death, and also to the constant infusion of spiritual power from the bone soup.
However, this kind of consumption could not continue after all. Although the aphrodisiac was powerful, it was like a tiger or a wolf. After Yang Lao's soul kept charging and cutting off nearly a thousand flame pythons, he finally couldn't bear the consumption and had to take a breath.
Suddenly, the bone spirit sword that Mr. Yang transformed into quickly cut off three flame pythons in one breath, and after clearing the surrounding flame pythons, it finally paused slightly. At this moment, the bone spirit sword fell silently.
A divine soul appeared, and this divine soul stretched out its hand and pinched the bone essence long knife.
Suddenly being pinched by someone, Mr. Yang was shocked. The blade of the sword trembled violently. He wanted to shake the hands holding the sword away. However, these hands seemed to have taken root on his sword. Mr. Yang
The power of his soul couldn't shake him away.
The only one who could hide among countless flame pythons and quietly approach Yang Ling's incarnation's long bone sword was Chang Xiao who could become invisible.
Chang Xiao had been waiting for this opportunity, waiting for this monk who suddenly appeared out of nowhere to have a flaw in his soul, and grabbed the long bone sword.
Mr. Yang snorted heavily, and the power of the soul poured into the bone essence sword from the sky suddenly accelerated. Mr. Yang began to desperately absorb the power of the soul in the yellow soup. The furnace slaves on the dragon body
At this time, he also mobilized his most powerful force to maintain the connection with the yellow soup cauldron thousands of miles away. On the cliff above the yellow soup like a small lake, groups of women, children, old and weak were like
The driven animals usually filled the entire road up the mountain, flocking towards the big pot of yellow soup.
It was so crowded that people in front fell off the cliff and into the yellow water.
The jailers guarding the flames under the yellow soup couldn't help but urge the stronger men to throw the rolling logs as thick as a human waist into the fire. Even so, the flames still couldn't keep up. After all, the soup pot was full of fire all the time.
There was fresh human flesh put into the pot. Originally, the person fell into the pot and his flesh rotted to pieces. But now, the person who fell into the pot had to struggle and scream for a few times before he died. The steam of the yellow soup was completely absorbed by the soup noodles.
The overcrowded and struggling crowd was suppressed.
The jailers' lips were peeled off, and the whips in their hands were all bruised. They were all exhausted. The job of whipping people seemed very enjoyable, but if you have to whip them all day long, your arms would become dull.
It’s no fun to say that I don’t know who it belongs to. Not to mention the steaming flames under the big pot, even if I’m far away, I feel like my life is being roasted into a pig.
A jailer carried a blossoming whip and walked to a large vat. He grabbed a ladle of water and wanted to moisten his roaring, cracked and bloody throat. Just as he bent down and looked into the vat, he saw a handful of water.
The long knife suddenly came out of the tank and pierced his throat. Blood splashed along the sharp blade. The jailer struggled desperately, causing large splashes of water in the water tank.
"What's wrong with Tao Er?"
The strangeness here immediately alerted the surrounding jailers. Seeing the blood-stained water splashing everywhere, all the jailers drew out the long knives at their waists and nervously approached the water tank.
The fluttering jailer finally stopped moving. His head was placed in the vat, his arms hung down weakly, and his body looked as limp as if it were kneaded from dough.
Creak, creak, creak.
Such a sound suddenly rang out, and the body fluids of the already dead jailer Tao Er began to tremble slightly. This scene was full of strange atmosphere.
At this time, seven or eight jailers had surrounded them, and the slaves, whose eyes had lost all luster, were all staring at this scene with wide eyes. They did not dare to resist the jailers and were skinned alive in front of them.
There were so many slaves trying to escape that they had forgotten what resistance meant. However, this did not prevent them from looking at the prisoner Tao who must have died with hatred and pleasure.
Two bodies.
The bolder one among the seven or eight jailers shouted loudly: "What the hell is sneaking around, get out of here!"
There was no response from the water tank, but the body of the jailer Tao Er whose head was buried in the water tank began to shake more and more violently.
Seven or eight jailers looked at each other, moved slowly, and surrounded the water vat. Two of the jailers each picked up a large stone from the ground, and when they looked at each other, they raised the stone and aimed at it.
The group of people smashed the water tank, which was as tall as they were, and at that moment, the trembling jailer Tao Er's body suddenly stopped and suddenly fell backwards, with his whole body turned upside down and facing the sky.
The guards around him froze when they saw Tao Er's face. They saw that Tao Er's face had been chewed up until only the bones were left. Two eyeballs were bitten into pieces, and inside
All kinds of liquids flowed out.
After a brief moment of stunned silence, all the seven or eight jailers were furious. These jailers were doing murder every day, and as many as three hundred people died under their command. All the dead people in the cauldron of yellow soup had to be killed.
Even on their heads. Therefore, these jailers are also bold and evil-hearted people. Naturally, they are not afraid of evil after killing many people, especially around this yellow soup cauldron. Ever since this yellow soup cauldron was set up, there are often people around.
There are all kinds of unknown things wandering back and forth. At night, you can often see blue eyes all over the mountains and plains. They have even been sent out to hunt many evil things. After seeing more, they will naturally not be afraid. At this time, they feel fear in their hearts.
Far less than the anger of a companion being killed.
The two jailers slammed the stones in their hands into the water tank. The water tank shattered with a sound, and a ball rolled out of the water tank. The ball rotated gurglingly, and then the ball suddenly opened.
It turned out to be a young man holding a sharp knife.
This young man has a pair of extremely bright eyes. As for his face, it seems a little blurry because of these eyes, but the blood donation on the young man's mouth is also shocking.
"It turns out that you are a little brat, and you actually killed Tao Er. Little brat, if our brothers catch us, we will skin you alive!" an old jailer in the lead sneered.
Another ugly jailer, who was all dark and had black hair more than an inch long, laughed and said, "This little kid is fair enough. Don't peel it off yet. Let me press it under you and enjoy it for a while before talking about anything else!"
Seeing that it was a young man, the expressions on the faces of the seven or eight jailers immediately became much more relaxed.
The young man took a deep breath and waved the sharp knife in his hand in front of him. His body shrank suddenly and became a ball again. He rolled on the spot. In an instant, he was in front of the ugly jailer who was about to press him down and have fun. He saw the sharp knife.
White light flashed, and with a sharp stroke from bottom to top, the Jiujiang jailer's belly was cut open, and the hot intestines rolled out with a crash.
Only then did the ugly jailer know what happened. He couldn't help but be shocked. He took two steps back and then suddenly fell to the ground. The jailer reached out and tried to pull his intestines back and stuff them into his stomach again, but after pulling, he found that
The other section of the intestines was grabbed by the young man. While the jailer was stunned, the young man had already grabbed the hot intestines and stuffed them into his mouth. He bit the intestines in one bite and chewed them without caring if there was any dirt inside.
Seeing his intestines being chewed away, the ugly jailer's already distorted face became even more distorted.
Seeing the young man in the pool of blood, he just couldn't stop biting and chewing. His face was covered with donated blood, and even the hair on his forehead was dripping with donated blood. This scene made the remaining seven jailers frightened.
, it’s not that they have never seen cannibalism, but there are too few cannibals like this, such unscrupulous cannibals. They have a lot of experience, not much fear, not even ghosts, but they only have the power to kill people.
The power was full of awe. Whether it was the explosive attack just now or the cannibalism of people's faces and hearts, this young man made them feel powerful.
The young man ate most of the intestines, then wiped his mouth and stood up again. His head was slightly lowered, and his eyes were as bright as a hungry wolf with a hint of wildness.
Wherever the young man looked, it was as if he was looking at food, which made the seven jailors feel uncomfortable all over.
The ugly jailer was still alive at this time, struggling and groaning, pulling at his bitten intestines, not knowing what to do. The young man suddenly raised his foot and stomped into the ugly jailer's split chest.
Crushing, most of the internal organs were trampled to pieces. The ugly jailer screamed in pain and couldn't die for a while. It was extremely uncomfortable.
The leading jailer was older and more experienced. He waved the long knife in his hand and said in a cold voice with his gray beard: "This is a tough idea. Let us brothers go together and avenge Tao Er and the ugly ghost!"
The other jailers calmed down one after another, staring intently at the young man holding a sharp knife.
The young man took a deep breath again, shrunk suddenly, and turned into a black ball again, rushing towards the leading jailer.
The leading jailer had some skills. He took a step forward, made a sword with the long knife in his hand, and slashed at the black ball. The young boy who huddled up suddenly stretched out again under the light of the knife.
The sharp knife in his hand collided with the jailer's long knife with a clang, and sparks flew everywhere. The young man was knocked away by the jailer's knife, and he stopped when his head hit the broken water tank.
The guards around him all cheered for the leader. This sword was really majestic!
However, the face of the leading jailer twitched a few times, and he touched his waist with one hand, and touched a handful of blood. The gray beard of the leading jailer trembled for a moment, and then he fell to the ground in vain.
Covering his waist with his hands, the jailer gasped for air and shouted: "You can't deal with this kid, go and call the battalion officer..."
Before he finished speaking, the young man who had smashed the water tank with his head had already bounced up, with blood flowing across his head. Coupled with the bright eyes between the blood and black hair, it was shocking.
It feels like facing a wounded beast, an extremely dangerous feeling.
The young man didn't wait for the jailer to finish speaking, and took a few strides to reach the leading jailer. The jailer's eyes were wide-eyed, and he covered his stomach with one hand, and waved the long knife in his hand towards the young man with the other hand.
.
With a click, the young man stepped into the chief jailer's chest. His bare feet penetrated the jailer's chest, and a bright red foot emerged from the chief jailer's back.
Then the young man squatted down, hugged the head of the jailer, whose eyes were wide open and had not yet died, and started to chew on it...