I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1607.5

[Chapter 1534: Your tricks and deceptions are endless, the corpse king’s six marrow can give birth to a son (2/2)]

He also mastered the power of the Heavenly Ancestor and the Dragon Ancestor, and even received the complete inheritance of the Heavenly Ancestor.

But so far, all his Heavenly Ancestor Power has been used to deal additional damage, and was used to resist the ancestral power of other half-saints.

Just like holy power can only be mastered by half-saints.

The power of ancestral origin can only be understood by high-level holy emperors.

What you get by climbing up the ranks is certainly powerful compared to your peers; but compared to people at that level who can naturally cultivate such power and master it freely…

Just like a genius who has practiced hard for a long time to be able to fight beyond the level, and wants to cross the level to challenge the ten-level throne who is born to fight across the level – it is a bit overestimating his own capabilities.

And now!

Such terrifying quality and quantity of divine power, or in other words, the power of the Holy Ancestor, one of the ten ancestors!

The face of the saint is terrifying. Facing such a concentration of the power of the saint is like looking directly at the ancestor god…

Self-destruction is light.

Xu Xiaoshou even doubted whether the remaining power of the slaying priest Ran Ming could protect the spiritual will of the people who exploded below!

“laugh……”

Accompanied by the stench of thick fog.

A huge pale foot stepped out of the three-foot-high vertical coffin.

boom!

It stepped on the ground and the earth sank.

Xu Xiaoshou was watching without fear of death. He only felt a surge of energy, but he was not going to explode and die after just one look – he had already passed this stage.

The big bloodless foot dug into the ground, exerting all its strength, and pushed against the Yin Ling coffin. It took a long time before the other thigh and upper body were pulled out.

With a final pop, a giant head was pulled out.

too big!

This thing is so strong!

The Yin spirit coffin can accommodate Yue Gongli, but if you want to accommodate this giant corpse, which is only more than three feet tall, but has a larger horizontal volume…

It can only be said that it is even more cramped than a small thatched thatched house containing the four sons of the Holy Palace and a plate of roast goose!

“Hoo…”

The giant corpse turned its back to everyone who was escaping in a hurry, and let out a long breath, exhaling a long torrent of the power of the Holy Ancestor that could break the space in front of him and the Taoism.

Xu Xiaoshou’s right eyelid twitched rapidly several times.

“Be good…”

This was the first time he had seen the power of divinity condensed into such a substance that could be seen with the naked eye.

The amount of ancestral power contained in this airflow alone is not much weaker than the evil god’s arrow that Ai Cangsheng shot towards the Secret Realm of Four Symbols at that time.

Bang!

Bang!

Before he had time to think about it, the giant corpse clicked its legs, swung its arms, and turned around in an ugly and funny posture.

It was obvious that it was not very accustomed to this body, or the limbs, torso, and head, because it had been crowded in the cramped coffin for so long, and each had its own thoughts.

“Nine Marrow Corpse King…”

Xu Xiaoshou’s pupils narrowed slightly, and his thoughts turned out to be true.

But he saw the pale body of the Corpse King, with tangled muscles and no clothes on.

It has no genitals. There is a strange black and red heart the size of a normal human heart on its face, chest, abdomen, crotch, and both sides of its ribs.

The strange heart has fangs that open and close, breathing greedily and plundering the natural energy between heaven and earth.

“The heart of marrow sucking!”

Xu Xiaoshou naturally recognized this thing.

He also had one in his hand, but he threw it in the apricot world and did not bring it with him.

This is where the confusion lies!

The marrow suction heart in my hand is very weak, and its suction power is not even comparable to the breathing method in the deep sea under Guyin Cliff.

This Nine Marrow Corpse King…

No, it’s only six marrows!

Why can it consume the energy of its own ten holy five-finger seeds? Why can it bring such a great sense of oppression?

And the quality and quantity of the power of the Holy Ancestor, is it something that the Nine Marrow Corpse King is born with, or is it something else?

If he was born with it, what level of existence was this Corpse King before his death?

If the most terrifying one is really the corpse of the Holy Ancestor, why is it only one of the top ten supernatural weapons – why is it so weak?

The corpse of the Holy Ancestor?

He is dead?

Xu Xiaoshou stared at the marrow-sucking heart on the corpse king’s chest, watching it bite four swords and show off with its sharp fangs, but he couldn’t get a bite of delicious food and could only swallow some evil spirit to stop it. Thirst, thousands of thoughts flashed through my mind.

“boom!”

The lid of the Yin coffin closed automatically from the ground. After closing it tightly, Yue Gongli’s muffled voice came out from inside:

“Are you curious, Xu Xiaoshou?”

“My Corpse King only has six marrows, but he has lost three marrow-sucking hearts. How can he still be so strong?”

“I’m not afraid to tell you that I have refined this Corpse King, and it was precisely with the divine power that you saw…”

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked after hearing this.

He remembered that Li Fugui once talked about the origin of the Holy Palace in a chat with the second true body, and mentioned one thing:

The inheritance of the Holy Ancestor, or the most primitive power of the Holy Spirit, is reserved in the Holy Continent.

It is divided into two parts, one in the Holy Temple and one in the Holy Palace.

Could it be…

Yue Gongli, is he so luxurious that he can use that thing to refine corpses?

While his thoughts were turbulent, the chattering in Yin Ling’s coffin continued, not only explaining, but also defending himself:

“You disturbed it and it woke up. I didn’t dare to come out. Naturally, it had to come out – I can’t let it go in the coffin, right?”

“I have said and advised you before, so it’s not that I want to hurt you, let alone that I want to hurt others. I have always had good intentions towards you.”

“But now, we can’t stop even if we want to. You have to let it enjoy itself. Only after you beat it up and knock it out can I take it back… Then we sit down and have a good talk about cooperation. .”

“I’m not afraid to tell you that even though this Corpse King has six marrow, after passing through my hands, it will definitely be stronger than the top ten supernatural weapons. What level… Hehe, I don’t know either…”

Yue Gongli became more and more excited as he talked. If he said these words in a coffin, he seemed even more perverted.

He seemed to be looking forward to a fist-punching super-man battle between Xu Xiaoshou’s Golden Light Giant and his Six-marrow Corpse King!

But the words are not over yet…

“call out!”

What Sheng Nian saw was that Xu Xiaoshou ran toward the dark forest with a smear of oil on his feet.

In the coffin of the Yin spirit, Yue Gongli stopped abruptly and turned into a zombie.

Run, run away?

No, how can you run?

Yue Gongli was confused and shouted:

“Hit me!”

“You just hit me like that, slapped me, and dumped me. Just keep going!”

“I, the Corpse King, am not strong. You guys have a fight and let it feel good for once, otherwise it won’t be able to come in!”

Ho ho ho!

The Six Marrow Corpse King angrily hit his chest, as if it felt very uncomfortable there.

After grabbing a few, he finally pulled out the little black sword stuck in his heart and threw it to the coffin in front of him.

“Bang!”

The Corpse King’s randomness is too violent!

The whole Yin Ling Coffin was blasted into the deep pit of the earth by four swords. After the sword came out with a shock, it flicked the sword body in the air.

“Keng——”

It turned into a black rainbow, chased into the dark forest, and pierced its owner Xu Xiaoshou.

Everything is no longer serious!

“Ho ho ho!”

The Corpse King felt that Xiao Feijian was really interesting.

But it was too small after all. It lowered its head and was interested in a larger coffin that was more suitable for the corpse king’s physique.

It used one hand and one foot to pull out the Yin spirit coffin from the soil, and then raised it high…

“Hey hey hey!”

Yue Gongli’s voice was obviously panicked.

Weird, why does this scene seem familiar?

“Bang bang bang bang bang!”

In the next breath, the Six Marrow Corpse King was like worshiping Buddha, holding the Yin spirit coffin and banging it on the ground.

The more you hit, the better it gets.

The more fun it gets, the harder it gets.

“Roar!”

“Hoo ho ho!”

“Hooooooooo-“

Yuegongli was in the coffin, his brains were all kneaded, and he could only make some unbearable “uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh” sounds.

“Grass!”

Until the end, an angry curse came out.

The body of the Six Marrow Corpse King was filled with a lot of dark and gloomy blue color, and it stopped moving as if it was frozen.

“Are you sick!”

There was no one around, and Yue Gongli’s low curse came out: “Go find him, whip him, beat Xu Xiaoshou, I am your master!”

The Six Marrow Corpse King was confused for a moment before looking towards the dark forest.

“Bang bang bang!”

He threw down the coffin, took long strides, and rolled and crawled into the forest.

“Take me with you!”

The Yin Ling coffin, which had no legs, jumped on the spot twice, and the angry curse came out again, “Idiot! Take me with you!”

The Six Marrow Corpse King kicked off the ground, jumped up in the air, sucked in the marrow heart on his side, snatched the Yin Spirit Coffin from a distance, and then clamped it into his crotch.

The marrow sucking heart under the crotch opened its big mouth and made a greedy voice:

hiss……

“You’re going to piss me off!”

Yue Gongli almost pushed away the coffin board and “pretended to be dead”.

Needless to say, the corpse king holding the coffin at this moment used his hands and feet instead of his hands and crawled upside down. He had clearly crossed the gray-black boundary between the dark forest and the black forest, where he retreated again and again, and obviously did not want to participate in the holy war.

“Well……”

Across the Yin Ling coffin, Yue Gongli’s scolding stopped, and he clearly felt some strange power.

“God damn Xu Xiaoshou!”

He finally realized why the cunning little devil didn’t use the space attribute to run, but ran with his legs…

I let the tiger hurt people, but you drive away the wolf and devour the tiger?

“King of Corpses, retreat!”

That’s too late!

The Six Marrow Corpse King raised his head curiously and looked at his belly.

It has six marrow-sucking hearts, sucking hard, sucking in again and again, sucking in endless life force, but it can’t digest it…

“Huh?”

The Corpse King curled up his legs and gently caressed his gradually bulging belly. His pale face, which had no facial features and only a marrow-sucking heart, was filled with the ruddy color of life and the kindness of maternal love.

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