Chapter Forty-Four: The Euphorbia Kills Three Thousand Miles (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, scattered people send blessings to every friend. By the way, I would like to ask for a collection recommendation

A large number of netherworld creatures were killed, and after seeing Wang Qian, they became even more crazy one by one, roaring, running, forming a frenzy, surging and invincible, drowning a qiē.

"These nether creatures, with strong vitality and full of spirit, do you want to transform into zombie bodies and swallow them all?"

Wang Qian saw so many netherworld creatures, densely packed, like ants rushing over, and a crazy thought suddenly flashed in his heart.

"No, this Netherworld has undergone tremendous changes, and it may be that soon there will be cultivators and more powerful Netherworld creatures in the deep world, and 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, and his zombie identity could not be exposed now, otherwise it would bring disaster.

However, there are so many nether creatures, you can't absorb their essence at once, but you can't waste it either.

Wang Qian decided to sacrifice the halberd of the gods, this is the best opportunity.

A large number of netherworld creatures rushed up, and one by one, their eyes were either pitch black or fiery red, and the hideous and ferocious spiritual aura was twisted into a ball in the void, Wang Qian had a feeling that he had entered hell all of a sudden, and waves of powerful spiritual storms swept over.

Fortunately, his soul is now very strong, reaching the level of beginning to comprehend the "Dao", forming a primordial womb, with a firm Dao heart, a strong spirit, and no external infection.

The killing, the fighting, began in an instant.

A group of Netherblood Yakshas, as cannon fodder troops, were the first to come into contact with him.

Rumble!

The cyan divine light shone in the sky, and the continuous blue light burst out from Wang Gan's body, he grabbed it with his big hand, and the cyan water began to sweep, like a tough rope, and in an instant, hundreds of blood yaksha were bound to death, they roared and struggled, but Wang Gan's bitter sea divine power was pure and strong, and the power was very large, with their strength, they could not break free for a while.

This gave Wang Qian a chance.

He was first bound by divine power, and then the halberds of the gods in his hands began to swing wildly, and in the fierce and domineering energy, it was like a black dragon shuttling.

Poof!

How great is Wang Gan's strength? Powerful power, bringing unparalleled speed, the halberd in his hand waved, as if pieces of black light blades, crisscrossing the void, and all the heads of the Yaksha were cut off.

When alone, he can show his strength, speed, with impunity.

As soon as the battle began, Wang Qian burst out with all his might.

The cyan water kept binding the netherworld creatures, and then the halberds of the gods with a faint purple light in the darkness were mighty, outlining the lines of death.

The head flew up, the stump was broken, the blood mist was filled, and where Wang Gan passed, the murderous aura was soaring, the evil qi was rolling, and the death was permeated.

Divine power binding, halberd beheading, what a murderous picture!

At every moment, there were large swaths of Blood Yasha bound by the cyan water, and then slashed by the black and heavy halberd, and the dark underworld gradually turned purple-black, and the blood flowed, penetrating the land, becoming muddy and gloomy.

"Haha, this is the real battle, come on!"

Wang Qian was crazy, and he exerted his divine power at any cost, the bitter sea boiled endlessly, and a vast stream of divine power erupted, and in a single breath, hundreds of Blood Yaksha were killed.

After slaughtering thousands of Blood Yakshas, the murderous aura of this void was so dense that it was the same as that of the essence, and began to form devil heads, suspended in the air, gulping in and swallowing the diffuse evil qi.

These evil qi are all the resentment of the dead netherworld, the unwilling spiritual thoughts, and a part of the life essence is organized, and when a large number of them are gathered, it is possible to form yin demons, resentful spirits and the like.

Wang Gan's eyes swept away, the halberd in his hand waved, and on the halberd body, the light of the talisman flowed, producing a powerful attraction.

Whew!

A large area of evil qi was absorbed, these yin demons, resentful spirits, had just formed, and they were still very weak, Wang Qian did not give them a chance to grow at all, and the halberds of the gods were swallowed a few times, and I don't know how many evil qi were refined.

His halberd, when it was refined, was refined according to a mysterious refining technique in the "Secret Book of the Immortal", which depicted the Heaven Swallowing Talisman, which could absorb evil energy, murderous energy, essence energy, and other life energy to improve the quality of the divine soldier.

This comes in handy.

Wang Qian was too fierce, just after contact, ten breaths, a large number of Blood Yaksha was killed, and this number was soaring wildly every moment.

Buzzing!

A violent spiritual storm swept through the nether creatures, and he instantly felt a complex thought.

Netherworld creatures also have their own language, but Wang Qian can't understand it, but in the cultivation world, the information conveyed by the soul and spirit is universal.

The more powerful creatures among these netherworld creatures finally felt that the small human beings in front of them were very terrifying, and began to dispatch troops and besiege them in large numbers.

The Blood Yaksha is equivalent to the innate late stage realm in cultivation, and there are many innate great perfection realms, but in the face of Wang Qian, they are all too fragile and are slaughtered by a large area.

Soon, the dark yaksha covered in pitch-black scale armor, full of energy, and powerful combat power began to appear in the rear.

The battle continued, the battle became more and more frenzied, and large areas of blood, corpses, flesh and blood were piled up, miserable and heroic.

Wang Qian felt more and more that the combat method he had just invented was very effective in dealing with these nether creatures.

Divine power was bound, and then the halberd slashed and slashed, and in a short period of time, it was already full of white bones, and the head was rolling.

"Well, I'm a little weak, but that's not a problem. ”

Wang Qian suddenly felt the divine power of the bitter sea, a little weakened, not as abundant as at the beginning, his heart moved, and a powerful soul power burst out, forming a storm.

Most of the dead nether creatures on the ground have energy essences such as blood pills in their bodies, these things are the essence of the life of netherworld creatures, they are their Dao fruits, their energy is pure, and the number is huge. ‘

As soon as Wang Qian absorbed it, countless blood-red pills fell into his mouth.

Boom, the thick essence burst out, and the Nine Turns Refining Body Technique operated violently, and then absorbed, refined, and the Bitter Sea Divine Power became even more refined.

The more he fought, the more courageous he became, one person alone against a million soldiers, and the halberd killed three thousand miles, this majestic and magnificent picture made Wang Gan's understanding of cultivation more profound.

Fighting, death, and killing, these are the sufferings of the vast world of the universe, the boundless sea of suffering, which runs through time and space and across fate.

His comprehension of the bitter sea became more and more profound, and when he fought, he was also at ease, and a large number of dark yaksha were killed by him.

What squad leader, commander, all useless, Wang Gan's profound understanding of the Tao, the combat effectiveness is even stronger, this is a virtuous circle.

Finally, he absorbed a large amount of Netherworld Blood Pill, Life Essence, and great changes began to occur in his body.

A large amount of divine power was born, and the flesh and blood muscles that began to be tempered, all over the body, every cell, seemed to be a sky-swallowing beast, and it took a lot of energy to satisfy, and now there were too many Netherworld Blood Pills on the ground, thousands of them, and it was completely Wang Gan's masterpiece.

Buzzing!

Between the bones, muscles and flesh, they were constantly combined and arranged to form a more reasonable structure, and Wang Gan's body became stronger and his strength began to increase ferociously.

In this process, there were bursts of thunderous sounds from inside his body, which were endless and profound.

The bitter sea of dantian suddenly exploded, a large amount of divine power was born, a large amount of blood-red mist was wrapped around Wang Gan's body, and there were many fierce and vicious resentful spirits, all of which were soul fragments remaining in the blood pill, however, these were no longer a threat to him, the soul of the Yuan Fetus realm, a strong and firm soul, was enough to suppress a qiē, and there were no hidden dangers in cultivation, which could be said to complement each other.

Bang!

The second turn of the divine skill was finally cultivated by him to the pinnacle, and a feeling of perfection and abundance rose from the bottom of his heart.

Wang Qian knew that he had finally succeeded in the second transformation of cultivation and reached the consummation realm in the continuous fighting.

And the price is that he has swallowed tens of thousands of blood pills in just a few breaths, which means that he has killed tens of thousands of nether creatures so far, of which the largest number is the Blood Yaksha, accounting for almost seventy percent of them, and the rest is the Black Yaksha.

The speed of this kind of fighting is too fast and too fierce.

He made a breakthrough in his cultivation, and felt that the strength up and down his body was fierce, as if it was endless, and he couldn't use up his energy no matter how he squandered it.

At this time, the halberd of the gods also greatly grew a step, and it transformed with a click, and the thick evil qi filled the sky, and then suddenly converged, and the whole body became stronger, restrained, dark and dull, and full of fierce soldiers.