Broken Night - Chapter 551

[Chapter Five Hundred and Forty-Five ─ The Blood Man in the Forest]

Broken Night

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Chapter Five Hundred and Forty-fifth ─

The man behind the bloody man in the forest is naturally Ling Fei.

Ling Fei hesitated for a moment, but still said, “Holy Son, this subordinate still thinks it’s too risky. Netherworld is a fierce beast, and its divine sense is extremely powerful. Although it is constrained by the [Dead Palm Pattern], there is still the possibility of backlash. So The corpse pattern always waits for the corpse to completely die before controlling that soul into a corpse soul.”

Xiao Hu shook his head upon hearing this.

He looked at Ling Fei and said seriously, “Do you know the origin of the corpse pattern?”

Ling Fei was stunned, but did not speak.

Xiao Hu said with rare humor: “Reading is very important.”

He turned around and stood with his hands behind his back.

Looking at the endless night, as if in his eyes he returned to the thunderstorm night that once flashed, and the figure holding the corpse and screaming in the sky.

“Take thunder as evidence, and love as evidence. Even if you are poor and blue falls on Huangquan, you and I will never be separated

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, but it is called [Huangquan Dao]. The original intention of creating Huangquan Dao was to make the deceased merge with himself and never be separated. After that, the strong man used the corpse to become extremely strong, and people worshipped him with this. But, how easy is it to find a puppet who is willing to die and be manipulated?”

“Over time, those who practice [Huangquan Dao] take the initiative to kill powerful practitioners, and then forcefully use the method to mobilize dead souls.”

” This is the origin of the corpse pattern.”

Ling Fei was stunned, but for some reason he felt that the Son of God did not deceive him.

“So, don’t we…” Xiao Hu heard the words and nodded calmly and took over the sentence: “Yes, you are all wrong. I didn’t see that [Zhuanglong] can crush Heizi with the second palace realm. Because Zhuanglong’s corpse soul is also a soul that willingly follows him and is willing to be manipulated after death.”

“Dead souls, although being manipulated, have lost the agility brought by their own consciousness. But they are willing to become corpse souls. But before he died, the soul voluntarily gave up the body and became one with the host, and the soul was connected.”

“How can such a corpse soul be compared with the corpse pattern?”

At this moment, he still stopped. .

And Ling Fei also felt something, and frowned: “It’s a very strong smell of blood.”

Xiao Hu looked forward, his eyes seemed to pass through the woods.

“Interesting.”

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This is a jungle in the east.

In the east of the world, the most famous is probably the East China Sea.

Except for the boundless East China Sea, the world where tattooed beasts are rampant—the Forbidden Forest.

From a bird’s-eye view from the sky, the boundless blue ocean and the dense green ocean complement each other, creating a unique artistic conception.

But at this moment, somewhere in the green sea was filled with the smell of blood.

I saw a young man supporting the tree with his right hand, while still holding a long stick in his left hand, looking around cautiously.

And all around him were the corpses of a head tattooed beast.

The level of these beasts is not too high, only the first and second orders.

But there are a lot of them. At least twenty corpses of tattooed beasts are lying here, and the smell of blood seems to rise to the sky, scattered in the forbidden forest.

In the world of the forbidden forest, where tattooed beasts are rampant, the smell of blood is a very dangerous thing.

Most critters are bloodthirsty and are quite sensitive to the smell of blood.

And the scene like the blood prison right now will directly make those tattooed beasts come madly.

But the young man seemed to be unconscious, and saw that he tore off the tattered upper body robe, revealing strong and well-trained muscles, but his body was already covered with blood, like a bloody man.

This person was Xuantian who resolutely left Nanhuang City alone after the battle with Xu Yan in front of the Jidao Temple that day.

If someone in the same realm sees the scene in front of them, I am afraid they will be extremely shocked.

It’s just that the Second Palace was able to kill more than 20 tattooed beasts of comparable strength with one’s own strength!

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Even in the same environment is the leader!

In fact, in Jidao Temple, the strongest person has never been Xuanxiu, but Xuantian.

It’s just that Xuantian spends more time in seclusion and practice, and Xuanxiu’s experience in the world is also very important because of the tattoo artist’s cultivation, so he didn’t just practice in silence.

It’s just as strong as Xuantian, and at this moment, he already has the feeling of running out of oil and dying.

He has been fighting for a full seven hours, from the setting sun to the night shrouded in darkness.

No matter how powerful his copper-skin realm is or how domineering and powerful the [Eight Wilderness Liuhe Divine Art] is, at this moment, his head is dizzy and his whole body is weak.

But he still held on.

He came here to become stronger.

The experience between life and death, standing on the tip of the knife and dancing, is undoubtedly the fastest way to stimulate growth and become stronger.

In the past seven hours, his improvement was not a single drop, and his fighting skills became more concise and powerful.

It’s just that he actually knew in his heart that coming here for a long time without escaping is no different from sending death.

But he still put his hands on the tree, trying to see how far he could hold on.

“Roar!!”

It was another furious roar.

Three terrifying breaths, like the tip of a sharp arrow, pointed directly at Xuan Tian’s position.

That is three [Magic Horned Sheep] at the second-order peak.

The magic horn sheep only haunt at night.

The essence of his body is all in the pair of black-gold horns, and the power given by the horns can even surpass the challenge and break through the defense of the higher-ranked beast than himself.

What’s more terrifying is that the magic horn sheep is a herd beast.

At this moment, behind the three devil horn sheep, there are more than ten first-order devil horn sheep.

With such a lineup, even the tattooists of the Three Palaces would not dare to challenge their edge, and even the Tenxists had to fight and retreat. If they retreat half a step, they will probably be wiped out under their hooves.

Xuan Tian stood firm on his body, but his eyes were filled with madness.

He had felt this breath between life and death.

That was the first time that young man felt it when he slapped his palm before the big temple that he once cited as a holy place.

Then he didn’t do anything because he couldn’t react at all before that life-and-death crisis.

This time, he will no longer only know how to stand still and wait to die.

The residual tattoo strength on the body is pitiful to look at.

The eyes of the three magic-horned sheep of the second-order peak are indifferent, like looking at a piece of dying meat.

The horned sheep is a carnivorous beast.

“Ah ah ah!” Xuan Tian raised his head to the sky and howled, the long stick in his hand glowed with a golden halo!

The Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies!

Behind him, there seems to be a vague figure.

The phantom was holding a diamond pole and fell to the demon-horned sheep in front of him, like a judgment.

The three-headed devil-horned sheep sensed the crisis and subconsciously avoided it.

Only one of them couldn’t dodge.

A touch of golden light fell on the head!

Pattern Technique ─ Demon Subduing Judgment!

boom!

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Destroy the world like thunder!

The pair of horns that the devil-horned sheep was most proud of were all shattered, and with a cry of grief, it fell to the ground and died.

The horned sheep all around were screaming with sadness, unease, and anger.

At this time, Xuan Tian had already fallen to the ground, waiting for the last moment before his death.