The Ancestor of Body Repair

At the bottom of the abyss, colorful forbidden auras kept flashing, wantonly venting the power of self-destruction.

Suddenly, those shattered forbidden auras were under some kind of powerful oppression, and were squeezed into arc-shaped sonic boom clouds, violently tossing in all directions, and a huge figure soared into the sky.

It was the humanoid monster.

Its sturdy limbs are like reptiles running in the void, its tail keeps flapping the void behind it, and the surrounding air twists continuously, like a solid ground, providing it with a reaction force, chasing after a group of magic cultivators, thunder and lightning. The Demon Zong that Batian released has disappeared...

At the same time, the blood-red mist that permeated the abyss seemed to be attracted in some way and rushed into the rushing body of the monster.

The two disciples who had only reached a height of several hundred meters were all terrified when they saw this monster that was swiftly galloping in the air.

These people self-destructed the formation just to delay the time. Who knew that this guy rushed out directly, and the speed was even more amazing without the restriction of the formation.

There are three powers of Nascent Soul in their escape, which are a few points faster than the ordinary monks in the early Nascent Soul, but they are 10 or 20% slower than the other party. The distance between the two sides is only a few hundred meters. will be caught up.

The power of this monster is comparable to that of the Nascent Soul's middle stage. As long as it is approached by it, this shield, which barely reaches the initial stage of the Nascent Soul's defense, is completely vulnerable.

"What to do, it will catch up with us."

"Several senior brothers, do you still have Yuan Ying-level means..."

"Even if it is a cultivator in the Yuan Ying period, it is not an opponent of this monster. Let's run away separately, maybe there is a chance to survive."

"Fart, if we split up, we will escape and die faster."

...

Listening to the noisy crowd in his ears, Lei Batian's face became more and more ugly. He could no longer sense the aura of the demonic rigidity, and the secret technique of controlling the demonic rigidity was broken in such a short time, indicating that the other party's spirit was equally powerful.

"Are we just waiting to die?"

"and many more……"

At this moment, Lei Batian suddenly discovered something: "Have you noticed that this guy's body has shrunk a lot."

Hearing the words, the others all looked back.

"It really is."

"The previous pig-headed monster seemed to strengthen its defense by sacrificing flesh and blood."

"When this guy controlled the demon and the magic weapon, his body size was reduced to eight or nine feet, and now it looks like only seven feet."

"Could it be that the magical power of this monster needs to consume flesh and blood?"

"Hey, when it flies, its body also seems to be shrinking."

"This reduction is too small, we can't consume it..."

Deming narrowed his eyes and glanced at the blood-red mist surrounding the monster, thinking, "The mist here contains the power of qi and blood, and it keeps pouring into its body, as if it is replenishing energy."

"If we escape from the abyss and there is no blood mist outside, maybe the consumption of flesh and blood will increase greatly..."

When the others heard the words, they were all refreshed, and a glimmer of hope flashed in their eyes.

Lei Batian said decisively: "Several junior brothers, I will help you to transfer the energy of the defensive shield to the escape light to increase the speed."

Deming also instructed: "Disciples of the Holy Cult, bless the magic power in the escape light, and now you can only consume it by fighting with it..."

"Yes, brother."

These twenty demon cultivators all moved, exerting various magical powers, and blessing the speed of escaping light.

Counting the energy in the defense secret technique of the Blood Refinement Sect, Fuguang suddenly blessed the power of four Nascent Souls, and was assisted by eight disciples of the Yin-Yang Holy Cult. They sacrificed their defense power and increased their speed by 20%. Even faster than a monster.

The distance between the two sides was finally maintained at more than 100 meters, and it was slowly increasing.

Even so, these demon cultivators did not dare to be careless at all. They are running fast now, and the consumption of magic power is amazing. Only by escaping from the abyss and confirming the consumption speed of the opponent's flesh and blood can they have a chance to survive.

At the moment when everyone's speed increased, the humanoid monster raised its head, and in addition to the black light, some blood red reappeared in the pupil.

It shook its head, suddenly opened its bloody mouth, took a deep breath, and its waist like a water tank shrank suddenly.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by a thunderous roar, a mass of dark flesh and blood shot out from its mouth. This mass of flesh and blood seemed to be driven by some terrifying force, tearing through the air and flying out at an astonishing speed.

It was squirming at the same time, gradually turning into a streamline shape, looking like a tongue, and an invisible force field floating on the surface.

"Not good, run away!"

After a group of demon cultivators discovered it, they couldn't help but exclaimed. They never thought that this monster also has a long-distance attack method, why it is not used in the formation.

Sensing the terrifying speed of the flesh-and-blood tongue, Deming, who was controlling the direction, sank as he swayed left and right in the air, trying to dodge by twisting the direction.

But who knew that the twisting force field outside the tongue flickered, followed by the change of direction.

This flesh-and-blood strip, which was spewed out by some kind of giant force, can turn on its own!

"Damn! Can't escape, transform defense!" Lei Batian roared.

While speaking, the magic power of several blood refining sect disciples circulated for a while, and the blood-red shield reappeared outside the light.

As soon as they did all this, the flesh and blood tongue rushed over, and the flesh and blood inside twisted, turning from soft to hard, turning into a dark black bone spur, and plunged into the defensive aura.

"boom!"

Everyone felt an unparalleled terrifying force coming, and the defense at the Nascent Soul level was not worth mentioning at all...

This bone spur was like a drill bit, tore open the defensive aura, squeezed in, and then it trembled and exploded.

An invisible force field mixed with a large number of flesh and blood fragments exploded inside, and the rapid flight of light came to an abrupt end.

Everyone felt that they had hit a big mountain head-on, and the aura of body protection was shattered one after another. Those flesh and blood lumps rushed towards them, like blood dissolved in water, melted directly on the surface of the skin, and entered the body...

"What the hell!"

"My flesh and blood..."

"what……"

One after another, miserable sounds came out, and the bodies of the demon cultivators who had been invaded all shrank, like melting candles, turning into balls of blood.

Among this group, only Zhou Yue, De Ming and Yue Feiyan, who urged the power of Nascent Soul to protect the body in time, barely blocked the power of the explosion.

But outside their shield, they were wrapped in a lot of flesh and blood, and they made a crunch, as if they were eating magic.

What makes them even more frightening is that the invisible force field is still entangled in the flesh and blood. Although there is no squeezing force, it blocks the space and cannot perform the flying escape technique at all.

And the others, including Lei Batian, turned into blood in this moment, and floated in the air with the magic weapon of clothing.

...

After this time delay, the humanoid monster has already come to the position of everyone, and its appearance has changed again.

It ignored the terrified three people, took a deep breath, and the seventeen groups of dark red blood gathered in its big mouth.

With the influx of blood, the blood-red light in the monster's eyes quickly faded, and gradually turned into pure black pupils. In the dark eyes, complex expressions such as confusion, memories, and pain appeared in turn. After a long time, calm was restored.

Then the monster looked at the three survivors, he stretched out his right hand, there was a terrifying wave in the air, and Yue Feiyan's body protection aura trembled violently.

The tall and slender female nun screamed in horror: "Senior brother, save me!"

But De Ming's eyes flickered on the side, but he didn't make any movement.

The next moment, the shield containing the power of Nascent Soul shattered, Yue Feiyan's tall and exquisite body floated in front of the monster, and was pressed against the head by the thick and sharp claws palm, and from the fleshy palm, a gust of blood gushed out. An incomparably thick power of divine consciousness.

Deming felt this wave of consciousness, his face was pale with fright, and he didn't dare to move at all. The other party was obviously using the soul-searching technique unique to cultivators in the Nascent Soul period.

With a "chi" sound, the art of searching for the soul seemed to have touched some kind of restriction, and Yue Feiyan's beautiful head suddenly burst open, and the aura of divine soul dissipated.

The humanoid monster froze for a moment, then opened its mouth and spat out a cloud of dark black liquid. The corpse of the female cultivator of the Yin-Yang Holy Cult, like the others, was condensed into a pool of blood and was sucked into the mouth.

Then he waved one hand, and the surrounding storage bracelets floated over in turn, and a dozen milky white jade pendants appeared in front of him.

When the humanoid monster saw the word "Yuan" depicted on it, his expression suddenly became complicated. He was dazed and seemed to be caught in memory.

...

After an unknown time, a hoarse male voice suddenly came from the monster's mouth, with a strong sense of vicissitudes.

"Three hundred years, three hundred years have passed..."

"I didn't expect this cage to be opened to the public after such a long interval. If it was a little later, the soul of this flesh and blood clone would be completely swallowed up by bloodthirsty thoughts and dissipated between heaven and earth..."

While speaking, a strange wave radiated from the monster's body, and the flesh and blood that wrapped Deming and the two made a cheerful whistling sound, like the scales of flying swallows returning to their nests, and then disappeared.

He looked at Deming's face, and the vicissitudes of life came out again: "You little guy, I have some impressions, you appeared outside the Demon Refinement Cave 300 years ago."

When Deming heard this sentence, he seemed to think of something, and his eyes flashed with an unbelievable look. He looked at the monster in front of him and stammered, "You... no... senior... are you the leader of the monster? "