My Body Can Infinitely Awaken Skills

  Chapter 78 Give you a decent way to die, kill yourself (4)

   The edge of the jungle.

   Jiang Chen stopped Yang Xiaowen, and thousands of blood-colored threads spread out, covering a radius of several hundred meters.

   Qi and blood threads are crisscrossed, and Yang Xiaowen is baked at a high temperature.

   "Damn!"

   An angry shout resounded, and the rich Nether Qi surged, and the illusory Spirit Race finally could no longer hide.

   A woman in a black gauze skirt, with long hair and a shawl, her face is thin and pale as paper.

   "How did you find me?" The woman in the black gauze looked at Jiang Chen coldly, her eyes deep and solemn.

   "You are too careless!"

  Jiang Chen snorted coldly and raised his right palm lightly.

   The qi and blood threads that ran vertically and horizontally on the ground suddenly came to life, rose into the sky, and then quickly contracted, wrapping the two sides.

   "Blue Noodles!"

   The woman gave a light drink, and her complexion suddenly turned blue.

   An extremely cold aura filled the air, the whole person's aura skyrocketed, and a phantom of green-faced fangs appeared behind him.

   "I have already awakened my bloodline, even if you are a first-rank Taoist, you can't stop me!"

  The woman in the black gauze dress looked proud, her hands gathered the majestic and ghostly energy, and her nails were like sharp blades, slashing at the blood and blood threads.

   Qi and blood threads converge, like a blooming flower, shrinking rapidly.

  Boom

With a    sound, the Qi and blood were completely closed and turned into a blood cell.

The    Nether Qi instantly dissipated and evaporated, the black-clothed woman's nails melted, and her body quickly dissipated.

"Do not…"

   The shrill scream resounded, but it was blocked by blood and couldn't get out.

  Jiang Chen said indifferently: "I'm sorry, I, Daoji Second Grade!"

   Awakening the bloodline, so what?

   The breath just now is indeed comparable to the average Daoji first-grade, but it is still far from the peak.

   As the black-clothed woman died, a wisp of pitch-black evil spirit sank into Jiang Chen's body.

   Blood Evil!

  Yang Xiaowen was already frightened, looked at Jiang Chen in horror, and murmured, "Why, how could this be..."

   "You still make me feel sick as always." Jiang Chen said coldly.

  Yang Xiaowen was startled and looked in a trance, but the next moment, she looked at him coldly: "Yes, I made you sick, you are lofty, after you are a martyr, you are born with a halo, you are all lofty!"

   "I am lonely and helpless, and I have been unable to open the door of psionic energy. Who among you has taken care of me?"

   "You have a monthly allowance, what about me? I have nothing!"

   "Your heart has been twisted." Jiang Chen said.

   "Twisted? Hahaha." Yang Xiaowen laughed out loud: "I just want to give myself a future, am I wrong?"

   "After my parents died, all my relatives and friends were gone. They all saw me like a plague."

   "They scolded me as a scum, a savage, and shouldn't have come into the world. At that time, I decided to do everything possible to make them pay the price."

   "I want a better future, a future that no one can climb!"

   "They can't give it, the Eldar can!"

   "My subsidy was earned by my father's sacrifice on the battlefield. If possible, I would rather not have this subsidy!"

  Jiang Chen's eyes were cold and he ignored her: "It's getting late, I'll give you a decent way to die and kill yourself."

   "The glory of the future really has nothing to do with me."

  Yang Xiaowen laughed, the weak psychic energy running in her body: "But Jiang Chen, you will come down to accompany me soon, and this city will be buried with me!"

   Weak spiritual energy enters the heart and cuts off the heart veins.

   Scarlet blood seeped from the corners of his mouth, and the lifeless corpse fell into the blood.

   "This city will not be buried because of you!" Jiang Chen said coldly.

   left with the corpse, Jiang Chen walked out of the place of magic refining.

  The golden barrier is still bright, and there is no one inside.

   Feng Yushan stood outside the barrier with a solemn expression.

   "Captain." Jiang Chen stepped forward.

   "Solved?" Feng Yushan asked.

  Jiang Chen nodded and released the corpse: "The person is dead, and the news has been passed to the Spirit Race. Can this barrier stop the worm nest?"

   "With our blessing formation, aliens can't rush out."

  Feng Yushan said in a condensed voice: "There are two things now, one, we will fight here tonight, and two, sit at the city gate."

Although the    city gate has not been broken, it will not last long.

   In case the aliens still have the means to break open the city gate, it will be over without anyone guarding.

   "Let's fight here first, isn't there the Song family at the city gate?" Jiang Chen pondered.

  The Song family is still at the city gate, and there should be no problem with the old man of the Song family.

   "I asked the teacher from the Psionics Academy to go too. We have two days and two nights at most." Feng Yushan said.

   "Yes." Jiang Chen replied in a deep voice.

   He didn't dare to say any guarantees, because he didn't know how many alien races there were in the worm nest.

   Two days and two nights, no one can guarantee whether they can kill them.

  Feng Yushan continued: "We will enter the formation, bless the barrier, and use the formation to fight the enemy. You may have to act on your own."

  Jiang Chen took the body-refinement road, this is a great formation of psionic energy, it is useless for him to enter the formation.

   "I understand that if anything happens to me, the captain will focus on the overall situation and cannot give up the formation to save me!" Jiang Chen said solemnly.

  Feng Yushan fell silent, patted him on the shoulder, and was speechless for a while.

  Jiang Chen didn't say anything, he sat down outside the barrier and adjusted himself.

  Feng Yushan glanced at Jiang Chen, there was always Jiang Chen today, something was wrong, but he couldn't see it for a while.

   Yang Xiaowen's body was taken away, and the **** and Liu's family also came.

   There are twenty-three guards, ten ninth-rank, thirteen transcending mortals, and the strongest transcending mortal rank seven.

   Those masters of the eighth and ninth grades have all gone to support Southwest City.

  The Liu family came to nearly a hundred people, all of them entered the barrier and went to bless the formation.

   In addition to these, there are some psionic weapons, most of which are psionic bombs, which can kill the eighth-rank metamorphosis and severely damage the ninth-rank.

   Feng Yushan wanted to give him a Daoji second-grade long sword, but he refused.

  This psionic long sword, unlike psionic gloves, contains majestic psionic energy. It is an ordinary psionic weapon that can increase psionic power.

   His current psionic cultivation level is not even in the middle stage of Rank 1, so it is useless to give him a psionic artifact.

  The day passed quickly and night fell.

  Boom

   The night just fell, and there was a loud noise in the training ground.

   One after another dark breath, gray breath, turned into beams of light, straight into the sky.

  The golden barrier shines brightly, blocking all these beams of light.

   "It's really impatient, it's just dark, can't you help it?" Jiang Chen opened his eyes and ignored the depths of the training ground.

   "I'm here, be careful yourself."

  Feng Yushan glanced at Jiang Chen, his body shone with psychic energy, and his figure disappeared within the golden barrier.

   "Ha, beware of these aliens!"

  Jiang Chen chuckled lightly, stepped across the barrier, and entered the ground of tempering.

   Rising from the sky, without the slightest energy fluctuation, Jiang Chen stood in the sky and looked towards the insect nest.

   In the beams of light, there are countless poisonous insects, piled up like a mountain of poisonous insects!

   Now, these poisonous insects are rushing towards the market like a tide.

   In the sky above the poisonous insects, there are figures of the spiritual race.

   "Human Race!"

   The angry roar that had been suppressed for many years resounded throughout the training ground: "We want this city!"

   "You, all of you can't live!"

  The place of tempering, the golden light is bright, and Feng Yushan's voice echoes the alien race.

   (end of this chapter)