What If I Can't Die? Chapter 182

"What if I can't die (

Hearing that the two were discussing how to assign him, Ye Wenzhong's eyes were extremely gloomy.

He knew that he was in a dead end, and no one could help him in a short time, and his eyes showed madness: "Okay, I really didn't think that my Ye family was worthy of the siege of your two big demon sects, but it is not so easy to kill this old man."

Pointing to his heart, the golden blood in his body was boiling, his hands formed seals, and he drank solemnly: "The golden armor **** possesses the body!"

The golden light on his body was brilliant, and the mana barrier was reborn, thickening rapidly, and a terrifying aura was brewing.

A golden ax **** appeared between his brows, a mysterious, majestic and domineering aura pervaded the surrounding void, and the poisonous insects that had penetrated into his body were forced out one by one.

"Humph!"

With an angry snort, Ye Wenzhong's old hair fluttered, his body swelled rapidly, and with a click, Lu Jiu's chain was broken and broken.

"This old guy is desperate!"

Lu Jiu's face changed, and after he raised his hand, chains shot out one after another, wrapping them around to stop Ye Wenzhong from erupting.

True Monarch Hundred Poisons waved his robe vigorously, and three sharp and poisonous throwing knives were shot out at high speed.

Ding ding ding!

The magic weapon, the flying knife, was actually blocked by the energy barrier released by Ye Wenzhong, making it difficult to advance an inch.

His eyes were golden at this moment, and a giant figure appeared out of nowhere behind him, over a thousand meters high, like a mountain standing among the monks.

This figure is covered in golden armor, holding a huge axe, his eyes are like the sun, without any emotion, looking down on all living beings from above, just like looking at ants.

Horror and domineering coercion enveloped the world, the situation changed for a while, the sun and the moon faded, and the world was dominated by the golden armored god.

The minds of the two major demon sects all sank, their souls trembled, and they felt a sense of insignificance, and even lost their fighting spirit in the face of the golden armored god.

The people of the Ye family were boiling with blood, their momentum was surging, and they shouted frantically: "God, god!"

"This thing is a bit outrageous. It looks more powerful than the projection of the evil god."

Song Shi looked up at the phantom of the **** who possessed Ye Wenzhong. Could it be that this is the so-called upper body of the god?

"Being killed by this thing, I think there is a rich reward, right?"

He turned his eyes and thought carefully.

"It's ridiculous, it's just a phantom, and dare to call it a god?"

When most people looked up at the Golden Armored God, Lu Jiu sneered at him when he broke free from the magic weapon. A ghost claw more than ten feet long was condensed from the massive mana, and he grabbed the Golden Armored God fiercely.

"Ants dare to touch gods?"

The golden-armored celestial **** buzzed, and seemed to have a certain degree of consciousness, which was similar to the projection of the evil **** Song Shi encountered back then.

But the difference is the blood sacrifice and formation that the evil god's projection relies on. This phantom should exert some power through Ye Wenzhong's blood.

But after careful observation, he found that the leader was Ye Wenzhong, not the consciousness of a real god.

Facing Lu Jiu's attack, the ax of the Golden Armored God lowered slightly. Amidst the loud bang, Lu Jiu's ghost hand shattered and he was repelled.

The huge ax paused for a moment, then slashed towards Lu Jiu, and the void on the way was faintly broken.

Lu Jiu avoided it with fear, and with a bang, the ground was split into a canyon-like gully.

The Golden Armored Heavenly God lowered his big hand and grabbed True Monarch Hundred Poisons. The latter turned into a cloud of colorful poisonous mist, and his figure was difficult to determine.

The big golden hand squeezed casually, the air exploded, True Monarch Hundred Poisons grunted and appeared, and suffered some losses.

"This old man is going to slaughter God today!"

Seeing the suzerain falling into the wind, Guitu, who was blocking the reinforcements, roared, his mana turned into a huge evil spirit, rushed over and knocked the golden armored **** staggering with a bang.

Someone made a move on this phantom, and the other members of the Devil's Cult came to their senses, no longer too much fear in their hearts, and continued to attack.

"roll!"

The golden-armored **** backhanded the axe, and amidst the deafening sound, the giant ghost flew out with its broken body, and blood flowed from the corner of Guitu's mouth.

There was apprehension in his eyes, "This old dog has already possessed strength comparable to that of Huashen, so he can't go head-to-head."

There is a big gap between the realm of transforming gods and the realm of nascent souls, just like the gap between golden elixir and foundation building, there is an obvious qualitative change.

In fact, Huashen itself should be called Yuanshen Realm, which refers to the cultivation of Yuanshen. As for why there is another name for Huashen, it is because this realm can attract the power of some gods and become gods.

This old guy did it ahead of time by relying on the special bloodline, and for a while, no one was really an opponent.

At the same time, the body of the Golden Armored God also shrank a large circle at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Lu Jiu and the three saw it, their eyes lit up.

"Haha, this old dog forcibly uses the strength of the Nascent Soul to carry the power of the gods, and it won't last long at all."

True Monarch Hundred Poisons laughed loudly: "If you exhaust his strength, he will be like a dead dog on the side of the road without the strength to move."

He urged the poisonous mist magic weapon to rush up, preparing to consume mana on purpose.

Ye Wenzhong, who had just enjoyed the pleasure of the surge in strength, felt awe-inspiring. Even with the blessing of Nascent Soul cultivation base and blood power, he couldn't bear this level of consumption.

Not daring to entangle with the three Nascent Souls anymore, they stepped forward to join the reinforcements.

He swung a huge ax to block the attack of Lu Jiu's three Nascent Souls, and at the same time pushed back the nearby Demon Cult monks, leading the Ye family to retreat.

Song Shi saw Ye Wenzhong retreating, thought for a while, kept Ye Jingtian's appearance, and approached Ye Wenzhong.

The strength of the latter is rapidly depleting, and after only a dozen moves just now, the size of the latter has shrunk by half, less than a hundred feet.

"Strength on the outside and work on the inside."

Song Shi saw Ye Wenzhong's situation, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he continued to approach without a trace.

Seeing that Ye Wenzhong approached the reinforcements unstoppably, they joined him immediately, Lu Jiu gave up his plan to stop them and chose to attack with words.

"Old dog Ye, you burn the power of your blood so much, even if you escape back, this life will be useless!"

True Monarch Hundred Poisons felt a little pity, he didn't expect that the old dog would work so hard and have no chance to get the most precious blood essence, so he could only sneer: "Hey, if you go back, maybe the young people in the clan will usurp the throne."

Ye Wenzhong stopped in front of the three bronze chariots and stared at the people of the two major demon sects: "Even if I, Ye, are abolished today, there will naturally be someone who will avenge the old man. The blood connection is not something you **** can understand."

He looked proud, the golden mana on his body dissipated, the phantom behind him slowly dissipated, and the original gray hair turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The wrinkles on the face continued to increase, the flesh and blood of the inflated person began to shrink, the whole person lost its luster, and instantly became old.

But his eyes were bright and firm, and his expression was dignified and proud, carrying a tragic feeling of a hero's twilight.

Lu Jiu, who was standing by the side, saw this, and murmured in his heart: "I have become a villain, but who asked you to besiege me?"

"Shocking, what about Sai'er and the others?"

Ye Wenzhong saw that the number of Jindan level around him was obviously less, and asked hoarsely.

"died."

Song Shi spoke.

"How is it possible, even if two fight one, they won't die so quickly!"

Ye Wenzhong's body trembled, and then he realized something was wrong.

There is something wrong with Ye Jingtian's voice!

Puff!

A sword pierced his heart and protruded from his chest.

It wasn't that Song Shi didn't want to wear his head, but he noticed that Ye Wenzhong had reacted. At the same time, his body was stronger and his head was not easy to penetrate, so he chose a more fragile heart.

At the same time, his other hand also had a sword blade across it and landed on Ye Wenzhong's neck.

"Asshole!"

Ye Wenzhong slapped his palm back, and with a bang, the two sides broke apart at the touch of each other.

Song Shi took a step back, and Ye Wenzhong also staggered backwards. Most of his neck was cut off, and some flesh was skewed out, blood flowing.

"Patriarch!"

The elders of Ye's family on the bronze chariot exclaimed, they didn't expect that they were almost safe, and there would be danger among themselves, so they jumped out one after another, and flew over to support them.

A circle of golden light appeared on Song Shi's body, and he walked towards the injured Ye Wenzhong, grinning: "Patriarch, I'm dead, you can come with me."

"It was you who killed them!"

Ye Wenzhong clutched his bleeding chest, and straightened his head with one hand. His strong vitality made him lose his head without dying, and he could still stare angrily at Song Shi with wide eyes.

How can he not tell the situation.

The people around were terrified, they didn't realize that Song Shi was pretending, they were really careless.

In fact, Song Shi's Thousand Transformation Technique has been used more frequently recently, and it has reached the level of the third level of Qi Transformation. It can disguise the breath, and it is difficult to detect abnormalities unless an acquaintance carefully investigates.

At this moment, they are already on the battlefield, everyone in the Ye family is nervous, and they are all focused on Lu Jiu waiting for the Demon Sect members, so there is nothing wrong with Song Shi.

"Patriarch Ye is really smart, he can guess the result with just a few words."

Song Shi grinned, turned into a flash of fire and came to Ye Wen in an instant, and knocked him out again with a bang.

Under the violent collision, Ye Wenzhong's head tilted again, and blood gushed out like spring water.

"court death!"

Following Ye Wenzhong back were two Golden Pills, with angry faces at the moment, attacking Song Shi with weapons in their hands.

Crash!

A chain also took the opportunity to fly out from behind Ye Wenzhong, wrapped it around his body, pulled it hard, and flew towards Lu Jiu.

Gui Tu, who was a little pale next to him, laughed: "Haha, **** old ghost, you are such a **** talent, I said why you disappeared suddenly, it turned out that someone pretending to be the Ye family was carrying out a sneak attack."

True Monarch Hundred Poisons also looked at Song Shi in amazement: "You have a lot of abilities, I don't know where you learned similar supernatural powers."

Song Shi fought against the two golden elixirs with his bare hands, but retreated a little. His hands were like gold, and his right hand collided with the sharp magic weapon without any damage.

He turned around and said, "Don't grab the head!"

Lu Jiu shrugged his shoulders: "Don't worry, I won't steal from you, but you should end him quickly, lest you have long nights and dreams."

Song Shi didn't stop at this moment. With the help of the impact of the collision, he tapped the ground twice quickly, and quickly escaped to catch up with the entangled Ye Wenzhong.

"Old man, you shouldn't mess with me. I'm a stubborn person. Whoever kills me must come back."

He appeared next to Ye Wenzhong, who was instantly entangled like a cocoon, but the golden aura flowed from the short neck, and he was desperately healing his wounds, trying to heal again.

If it really healed, it might just be a scar as big as the mouth of a bowl.

Seeing Song Shi approaching, Ye Wenzhong, who had no strength to resist, knew that he was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, so he could only complain bitterly: "Old ghost in blood, kill this old man, my Ye family and you will never die!"

"I'm still afraid of you?"

Song Shi dismissed it. After his left hand was sealed, only a sharp sword was left to chop off. The head with only a layer of skin was completely chopped off, and Ye Wenzhong's strength completely collapsed.

"Old ghost in blood, this old man told you to die!"

The head said resentfully, and then a golden light flashed in his body, and a weak golden Nascent Soul flew out, turning into a beam of light and rushing towards Song Shi.

He didn't choose to run away, there were three Nascent Souls staring at him beside him, one of them was very good at controlling and keeping people, he couldn't leave at all.

Then he has only one choice, to live to death, to seize the body of the blood-clothed old ghost, to let his cultivation base drop by a big level, but he has a chance to survive.

"Be careful, this old dog wants to take you away!"

Lu Jiu's face changed, and he controlled Yuan Ying who wanted to entangle Ye Wenzhong in an instant, but the two were too close. Before his magic weapon could get close in an instant, the latter rushed into Lu Jiu's body.

Yuanying is the crystallization of a monk's spirit and spirit, and Lu Jiu's soul is also in it.

Compared with the Nascent Soul when seizing the body, the soul is like water without roots and a tree without roots. Using the Nascent Soul to seize the body can replenish part of its strength.

Of course, the price is not small. After success, the Nascent Soul will definitely be gone, and the cultivation base will fall back to Song Shi's level.

However, at this moment, he has no choice but to take this person away.

"Well done!"

When Song Shi realized it, he showed excitement instead. Then a powerful force poured into his body, and then his body stiffened immediately, unable to control it anymore.

A powerful will invaded his mind~www.mtlnovel.com~ tore apart the space of consciousness, and rushed in.

"Old ghost in blood, you have taken away other people, today I want you to experience what it feels like to be taken away!"

Ye Wenzhong's tone was resentful. Although he was able to survive after taking the house, he had completely lost the blood of the Ye family. In the Ye family, which respects the blood, he was destined to be in an embarrassing position in the future by doing this.

The most important thing is that after the seizure of the house, there will be a conflict of forces, and it will take a lot of time to integrate, and the path of practice will be greatly affected.

In the spiritual world, there is a huge lunar star with hatred. Song Shi's soul sits under the star, quietly looking at Ye Wenzhong who looks like a golden sun on the opposite side.

"The Nascent Soul level is still not easy to kill. With the Nascent Soul, it is equivalent to an extra life."

Song Shi muttered: "But this is also good, you come to seize the house, and I will gain more than simply killing you."

There was excitement in his eyes. Since he had cultivated his spiritual power, monks of the same level could hardly take him away, so he had to rely on someone who was stronger than himself.

Noticing Song Shi's abnormal calmness, Ye Wenzhong felt uneasy, and said harshly: "I think you are mentally disturbed, and now you still want to gain? Bring your soul!"

He instantly turned into a golden-armored god, stirring up a storm and causing violent turmoil in the spiritual world.

In the spiritual world, what is consumed is mental power, he can change whatever he wants, and he doesn't need to worry about lack of mana.

"Slay God!"

Using his supernatural powers, the huge ax pierced through the spiritual space, and with a bang, he divided the lunar stars that Song Shi had condensed into two halves.

Song Shi's complexion changed, his hands formed seals, and two thousand-foot-long dragons flew out, only to be chopped into pieces.

"The soul power at the Nascent Soul level is really strong."

Song Shi stood in a turbulent spiritual world, without panic: "Unfortunately, I am invincible."

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