Chapter 928
The two of them had a deeper understanding of each other's strength. Wu Yong was more eager to dismember the corpse and Li Yan, and the ancestor Lianxu was more interested in Wu Yong.
The ancestor Lianxu waved his hand again, and a large mass of muscle flew over and floated in the air.
"Do you know what this is? The upper body of the iron-skinned clan in the Heavy Armor Realm fell into the Zhuankong Lake three months ago, condensed the essence of the whole body and gathered it in the lower dantian, leaving such a muscle, and the rest of the corpse were all destroyed... Do you know what effect this muscle contains?"
Wu Yong shook his head foolishly.
"Turn defense into attack! Using your own defense as a template, condense the energy of defense, and transform an energy attack that can break your own defense once, spray it out from the navel, and attack the enemy is unprepared! It can be said that the higher the defense, the stronger the attack, especially the attacks emitted from the navel, it is impossible to defend! The iron-skinned clan in the heavy armor domain of the barbaric power has the attack, but the defense is invincible. Only the royal bloodlines in it have the means to turn defense into attack! I am not a martial artist who cultivates defense skills. The effect of this muscle is optional for me, but you are different. Attacks transformed with your defense must at least have the power of the eighth level or above the imperial level..."
The ancestor of Lianxu seemed to be addicted to it, constantly attracting broken corpses and arms to introduce Wu Yong's effect ability, some explosive feet that explode with enemies, some beast horns that create illusions, finger bones that break evil and overcome Yin, and iron heads that shake mountains and earth...
Wu Yong was stunned. If these corpses were installed with evil corpses, they would not require any energy or rely on any level, and their physical bodies would be invincible. As the ancestor of Lianxu said, the emperor-level warriors could easily handle it - just based on their physical bodies!
"Little zombie Wu Yong, how about it? Do you want to strengthen your body? You will soon be invincible!" said the ancestor Lianxu tempted.
Wu Yong looked around. In addition to the corpses recruited by the ancestor Lianxu, there were countless meat racks around him. There were countless ordinary people on the cave wall, with thousands of pairs, and most of them were filled with corpses.
"So many pieces of corpse were caught from the empty lake outside?"
"Yes! I have lived in seclusion here for hundreds of years, and I am attracted by the characteristics of the Zhuankong Lake. I can collect a large number of corpses and create an invincible body through this - this is what I wish for my life! To this day, many powerful corpses have been collected, but there is no body worthy of transformation! Now, from you, I have seen infinite hope, and I will definitely shape you into the most powerful zombie in the Xiaoyao Realm!" said the ancestor Lianxu confidently.
"What exactly is Zhuankong Lake? Why are so many corpses appearing?"
"That is the spiritual liquid condensed by space energy. A magical lake. The greatest effect is to intercept the black hole teleportation objects in various worlds and even the turbulent space flow! This universe has countless space worlds. Even if it is as profound as I am, most of the worlds are unknown. Every day, countless black holes appear in various worlds and space flows. The empty lake can only intercept a small number of black hole teleportation objects. For a hundred years, I have been guarding the lake. One piece has not fallen. I have collected 7,328 pieces of corpse flesh. I have consumed 4,210 pieces of use, and there are still 3,118 left! Each one clearly remembers the days of fishing; each one has been researched and determined its efficacy attributes; each one has fantasized about what body to place it to maximize its effectiveness, and at least three usage plans..."
Wu Yong was solemnly respectful. No matter whether the old man Lianxu did something meaningful, he was really putting all his energy and efforts into the matter of refining corpses. He has been doing so for a hundred years and has almost regarded this as the whole of his life. You may not recognize what he did, but you must admire his spirit!
"Old ancestor...Old ancestor...Old ancestor...Please show up and see..."
Crying sounds came from afar.
The ancestor Lianxu frowned and looked angry, "Bastard! Didn't I tell them? I'm sorry to bother me, I don't have time to pay attention to them!"
Turning his head to look at Wu Yong, he said kindly, "Wu Yong's little zombie, how are you thinking about it? The six words "The No. zombie in the world" are worth your little loyalty!"
Wu Yong pondered for a moment. He was indeed happy to see the Lie. He fell in love with the dismembered corpse and the broken limbs. But it was not integrated into him, but his subordinates - the Four Guards of the Fentian Seal, the Twelve Dark Armor Guards of the Underworld, and the Three Thousand and Five-Clawed Zombies! These summoned objects are essentially zombies. Although Wu Yong's heavenly eye power "Soul Ruyi" can also be transformed, it is definitely not as professional as the Ancestor Lianxu.
There are also 800,000 fan guards! The attributes of those corpses can be integrated into the living body, just like the sharp claws of the ancestor Lianxu!
To be honest, the strength of the 800,000 fan guards has always been a headache for Wu Yong. Although Wu Yong has helped them practice Qiankun in the fan in a nearly cheating way, their cultivation has been a thousand miles a day, due to the limited power of Qiankun Heavenly Dao in the fan, their level has always been far lower than Wu Yong's summoned zombies and has never been able to become Wu Yong's main combat force. As the enemies Wu Yong encountered became stronger and stronger, the 800,000 fan guards were even no longer qualified to become cannon fodder. Since they started to maintain these 800,000 fan guards before leaving Lanling Domain, until now, the only function of the 800,000 fan guards is to provide their own soul fire for Wu Yong's soul-holding and colored spirit-reserving beads.
If Wu Yong's summoned zombies can be transformed and strengthened by relying on the divine power of the heavenly eye "Soul Ruyi", then these 800,000 fan guards can really only rely on their own cultivation!
Now, the dismembered corpses of the ancestor Lianxu Lihuo and various corpses have provided Wu Yong with a new world and can quickly strengthen the combat power of 800,000 fan guards. How can Wu Yong not be moved!
But how can we fool all the corpses and the broken corpses...
"Oh, Wu Yong little zombie, talk quickly, I'll wait for your reply... I'll tell you, it's OK, and it's OK if it doesn't, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!" Ancestor Lianxu said anxiously.
"Old ancestor...Old ancestor...the clan is in a big trouble, please show up and see you..."
The distant call arose again.
The ancestor Lianxu frowned tightly, looked back impatiently, and finally sighed and said, "Little zombie Wu Yong, think about it carefully, I'll go and come!"
The body immediately disappeared and disappeared.
Wu Yong didn't even see what technique the ancestor Lianxu used to leave!
Wu Yong looked deep into the cave. Driven by curiosity, Wu Yong ran over to see what the place where the old man Lianxu entered just now was. As a result... shaking! This place is clearly a hidden weapon cave!
Zombies! Thousands of zombies of various forms! They are also equipped with various armored weapons! Among them, the most common types of weapons are weapons connected by kitchen knives and meat hooks and chains. A zombie recently did not hold a weapon in his hand, maybe it was "borrowed" by the old man Lianxu... These are probably the zombie team that the ancestor Lianxu consumed more than 4,000 pieces of broken corpses and limbs, and strengthened! From this point of view, these zombies should each have their own specialties and abilities!
Wu Yong had just stepped into the Tibetan soldiers' cave. Immediately, all the zombies turned to look at Wu Yong, with faint green flames flashing in their eyes.
Wu Yong's scalp was exploding, he swallowed hard, and calmly shrank his feet back.
All the zombies watched Wu Yong leave quietly.
Wu Yong had no choice but to return to the original open space and continue to look at everything around him. The more he looked, the more he became more jealous, and the more he looked, the more he became more enthusiastic. He really wanted to put all the broken corpses into the universe in the fan. With these templates, Wu Yong could completely copy countless replicas, integrate them into the bodies of various subordinates, and enhance their combat power!
Unfortunately, no! Old Man Lianxu has to come back. With his attention to these corpses, if he finds that there are fewer, he will not have to fight to the death!
The Qiankun in the fan was insufficient at this time and could not support Wu Yong in a battle. Wu Yong could not guarantee that he could win the old man Lianxu. All kinds of powerful means that did not consume energy, such as summoning or transformation, were mainly zombies. Even Lao Huangfu was successfully transformed by the dragon-type zombies of that year, and was defeated by the dismemberment of the corpse and the flames.
At the same time, it took a long time to pass through the black hole this time. Although it was impossible to determine how many days, the seven-day duration of the Soul-Sheng Qingfeng Rou Xiang Fan coiled defense had long passed, and it was impossible to use it without more than a month of recovery. The Soul-Sheng Source Sand Kun Armor was almost at its limit. I don’t know how long it was left, so Wu Yong could only save it and start it again at the most critical moment.
Relying on the absolute defense of rogue battles, Wu Yong couldn't use it at this time. In addition, the old man Lianxu was still guarding a hidden weapon cave, so it was really not a good opportunity to fight at this time!
Wu Yong touched his chin, and his eyes began to turn restlessly...
About an hour later, the ancestor Lianxu came back with a sinister face.
But when he saw Wu Yong, he smiled again, "Little zombie Wu Yong, tell me quickly, should I be loyal to me?"
At the same time, a dark green flame flower rose from the hand of the ancestor Lianxu!
Damn! Threat! A bare threat!
Wu Yong's face darkened! My buddy has stood at the top of the world. Whether it is the Lanling Realm or the Mingyuan Realm, my buddy has finally become the top Gao Wu character. How could I be threatened by a sloppy old man? My buddy has such a bad temper...Damn it, let it go!
"Forget it, look at your silence, I will use my noble style of respecting the elderly and loving the young, so I will give you a face and let you achieve your wish before you die!" Wu Yong said with a humming voice.
"So, do you agree?" Old Ancestor Lianxu was overjoyed.
"Agree, agree! Isn't it just that a trace of soul fire is separated? It's already ready, take it-" Wu Yong's hand had a small green flame, which was not as big as a mung bean. "It's just that much, it can't be more. If it's more, it will affect my intelligence!"
"Of course, of course! I can't hurt your spiritual intelligence like such a magical zombie - a slight damage is not allowed! Not only can I not hurt, I also need to strengthen your spiritual intelligence!"
The ancestor Lianxu smiled and put away Wu Yong's soul fire, sat cross-legged, and began to refine.
Wu Yong was a little guilty, so he naturally would not really separate his soul fire. In fact, it was a slight flame created by Wu Yong cutting a trace of cosmic source power, using his soul source as a template, and relying on the "butterfly wish to be temporarily completed".
If it is a soul fire, it will definitely have the same energy fluctuations as Wu Yong's soul source and can be integrated into the soul source at any time; if it is not a soul fire, Wu Yong will not be affected in any way. Even if someone relies on this ray of flame to descend and play curses, he will not think about how Wu Yong does!
Chapter completed!