Chapter 1017 Chapter 321: The Secret of Wang Ying

The fist banged on the chest of the **** armor, Nihuang's **** feathers seemed soft but extremely strong, each feather feather was like a sharp blade, stabbing Gouchen, and the strength of the **** armor removed 80% of the strength into Wang Chan's chest. The eyes of the Tiannan Saint Child were instantly bloodshot as if to burst open, and blood arrows spurted from the mouth, nose and ear orifices.

This is the first punch!

The right fist did not return, the left fist went out to sea like a blue dragon, whizzing towards Wang Chan's abdomen. If this fist was pressed firmly, Wang Chan would no longer have the power to resist, and the overall situation was determined.

The fist was close to Wang Chan's lower abdomen inch by inch, and he was about to hit it firmly. A talisman appeared between the front of the fist and the right rib, and a strange-looking corpse appeared, and Wang Chan was born to block the punch. .

This is a weird corpse refining specializing in body repair! ?

When Gou Chen reacted, it was already a little late. The Quan Jin with the power of the same root of Yin and Yang had already exploded Lian Zui's body, and then a more violent force surged along his arm and knocked Tang Luo away. .

After Shengsheng dissolved this power, Wang Chan had already ran far away, and went to chase after Gou Chen Yun started with Immortal Fengyun Physical Skills.

After all, Wang Chan was injured and Wang Lingyu with seven phoenix roots was tainted with blood evil, there was no way to escape with the seven colors of light, and the distance between the two was getting closer and closer.

At most ten breaths, he will be overtaken by Goochen.

Sensen’s white teeth are connected to the **** bones of the lower jaw, and half of his face and mask are corroded by blood evil. At this moment, Wang Chan looks like a desperate ghost. Wang Chan desperately wants to distance, but it is meaningless. , Feeling the sound of the wind coming closer and closer behind him, even the face of the Saint Son of the Tiannan Wangshi couldn't help flashing a trace of despair.

At the moment, the only thing that can help him get out of trouble is the secret technique of essence and blood. It can be his current physical condition that once he is used, his foundation will be greatly damaged, but he has to do so now.

Just when he made up his mind to use the secret technique of essence and blood, Wang Ying's voice suddenly sounded in the soul palace: "Wang Chan, release the three-yin corpse. I will break it. When you recover later, you will find a hook. Chen takes revenge!"

"Shut up! I know what to do, you don't need to point out!"

"But Wang Chan, you can't leave like this."

At the moment, Wang Ying, who is only eight years old, is sitting on the edge of the wine pool with a serious face: "Let me go, anyway, I am useless. Now that you have Wang Han's physical skills, I won't need to enter the soul again in the future, just If you eat and drink, you will hate you, let me go!"

"You can eat and drink. I am the son of Tiannan Wang Family. I don't need an eight-year-old kid to fight for me!"

Wang Ying coughed and smiled: "Actually, I have always had two secrets that I haven't told you. I am actually only seven years old; besides, I can control this body too!"

As Wang Chan’s first personality, Wang Ying was very powerful. If he wanted to, he could even compete with Wang Chan for control of the body, but he had never done this before. If it hadn’t been for Wang Chan to be frightened by a fierce ghost. , Maybe Wang Ying would never take over the control of the body.

From the time he was born, he loved the younger brother Wang Chan miserably, both at the beginning and now.

Just like when he was seven years old, Wang Chan's body was dominated by another powerful will. He took out a talisman sealed with the corpse, and skillfully injected his spiritual power into the talisman to call out the corpse.

But this time, Wang Chan's consciousness was awake from beginning to end. He clearly saw that without any soul replacement process, Wang Ying's divine soul left directly from the soul palace and entered the corpse refining of the three-yin body. Among.

"Stop it! I told you to stop and hear it!"

Wang Chan screamed in tears, but no matter how he stopped it, his body wouldn't let it go, and Wang Ying, who had always been obedient, turned a deaf ear to the order.

"Wang Chan, let's go. If you go to the God of Cooking Tower in Zhongzhou in the future, don't forget to order a few more rich ducks!"

After Wang Ying, who had entered the soul-refining corpse, said lightly, she rushed towards the oncoming Demon Lord Gou Chen, and went forward.

Although it is the same corpse, Wang Ying’s fighting style is completely different from that of Wang Han. If Wang Han’s martial arts technique is a kind of just right killing technique, then Wang Ying’s martial arts technique is a kind of madness to kill. , Savage and primitive.

The red blood was like wolf claws tearing open the sky. With a torrent of blood, Wang Ying confronted the demon master Gou Chen.

This time, it was completely different from half a year ago. Tang Luo, who realized that Yin and Yang had the same root, knocked Wang Ying away with just a single blow, which accounted for the absolute highest point, but the refined corpse that could be repaired by the **** corpse was injured, but still He rushed forward without fear of death, and the injury would often heal in a blink of an eye or two.

According to the general situation, even if it is a strong physical skill like Demon Lord Goo Chen, it takes no idea how much work it takes to get rid of this fierce and undaunted corpse training. By then, Wang Chan would have gone to nowhere. went.

If this is the case, it would have been a waste of Tang Luo's planning for such a long time. The spirits flowed and caused the Falling Magneto Divine Orb, a pillar of thunder fell from the Magneto Storm, and was blasting on the corpse who could not dodge.

The power of the thunderbolt that has just reached the sun is the nemesis of the blood evil spirit. The thunder punishment drawn by the six falling primordial magnetic beads seems to never stop. The evil spirit on the refining corpse is fading at a speed visible to the naked eye, waiting until the evil energy is consumed As soon as it is empty, Thunder will wash away the runes on the refining corpse table, and this refining corpse will become a real dead corpse, and the spirit trapped in the corpse will also wither and die, no matter how powerful it was.

These thirty-six falling Yu Yuan magnetic beads are originally derived from the ancient Taoist magical artifacts. The restraint of this evil charm has reached the limit. For the master of physical skills, the extremely difficult corpse refining only needs a thunder. The pillars can be paid off, and I have to say that the interaction of all things is really interesting.

Seeing that the corpse was about to be refined by the gods, suddenly a yin and yang pattern appeared, cutting off the thunder pillar and releasing Wang Ying. Looking up, it was Wang Chan who had fled and returned, and there was another one beside him. The scarecrow, wearing a gorgeous spiritual suit and a crown of twelve beads, was drawn by the yin and yang pattern that cut the thunder just now.

Wang Chan, who had gone back and forth, had a pale face, but his expression was very proud: "I said, the son of the Tiannan Wang family does not need a seven-year-old kid to break the queen!"

This should be addressed to the corpse refining who had escaped from birth. The suffocated corpse had obvious horror on his face. He turned around and saw Wang Chan and slid over and hid behind the opponent.

"Holy son dare to come back?" Gou Chen tilted his head, half of his **** face opened and closed, as if he was curious about Wang Chan's actions at this time: "I think it would be enough to add a bunch of rotten grass and a carrion corpse. Can you beat this seat, or know that you are locked in, and it is inevitable to fight to the death?"

With a corpse refiner and a scarecrow, Wang Chan's face was pale, but he showed an inexplicable self-confidence.

"The situation is different now, sir, you have to be careful!"

With a wide smile, showing two rows of white teeth, Wang Chan squinted his eyes and smiled: "Don't show your feet, or the whole family of Mr. will die because of this!"

(End of this chapter)