An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 483 Death of Fengyi

"He Bo?"

It was also filled with a large amount of evil energy, and even the mana and hot blood flowing in the muscles and blood vessels turned into some kind of dark and sticky fluid. Although Zhang Ke's appearance also showed ferocious distortion, but with blood Despite the restraints, his appearance has basically remained the same until now.

After all, no matter how ferocious the evil god is, how can he compare to the one who preyed on gods, bloodbathed half of the wilderness, and caused a large swath of the race to be wiped out?

The headless body was missing its head, and the big mouth on its belly was silently chewing this hateful word.

Although Wilderness and Kyushu are different, their nature is still close to the same in terms of some unified vocabulary.

The difference between the two is quality rather than anything else.

In particular, when Zhang Ke was in Kyushu when he was revising the timeline of Wu Huan Hua, he had once seen this Yellow River Master.

Although Hebo had been killed by Li Daitao at that time, and he was severely injured, his flesh and blood had withered, and his divinity was cut off. Only a white skeleton was left to survive, but the unique aura and the rather unreasonable deal were still there. It stayed deeply in Zhang Ke's mind.

Goodbye now.

Although this guy was also infected by the sins carried in Zhang Ke's bloodline and became deformed into an indistinct person, he would not be mistaken about the power of the water veins revealed after the disguise was broken.

He Bo pretended to be a dragon, which solved the confusion about the similarity.

But why this guy used Ying Long's name to falsely accuse Zhang Ke is really confusing.

The biggest possibility is to provoke a conflict between Zhang Ke and Ying Long. After all, there is Chi You’s past. Although from a fair point of view, Ying Long’s perspective is correct, don’t forget that Jiuzhou is a In a civilization that values ​​family ties, if it is because of blood, even if it does some extreme things, although it is outrageous, it is still reasonable.

He's just a little god in the mountains and has a short-sightedness.

As the Sidu Water God, Zhang Ke didn't believe that this guy didn't see the scene that happened in the wilderness before.

With Xuanyuan and Dayu, two people who are closely related to Yinglong, carrying the thunder for Zhang Ke, no matter how stupid they are, they should know that this crude alienation plan has no chance of success.

What's more, in the context of ancient myths like the Wilderness, camouflage is a very foolish thing to do, not to mention that the person being disguised is Ying Long.

Of course, this was the thought that came to mind as it was tied around his waist and dangling like a pendant.

As for his body, it is far from having such rich divergent thinking.

When those three evil beasts shouted, they had already rushed out first.

"boom!"

Like the majestic battle ax that created the world in ancient mythology, under the violent force driven by the four arms united, it suddenly set off a huge wave, carrying a shrill hurricane, and hit the huge body that failed to cast the spell and returned to its original shape!

It brings together two worlds, countless creatures, and the nutrients gained from the battle.

The wide range of power forms a chaotic and violent force in the battle axe.

With one strike of the ax, even a being like He Bo, who was tall (skinned) and heavy (flesh), couldn't help but grin and scream in pain.

Along with the miserable screams of pain emanating from the bloated tumor, a long black staff also hit Zhang Ke's body at the same time.

Suddenly, flesh and blood flew everywhere, bones were broken, and tendons were broken.

Seeing this, He Bo couldn't help but have a smile in his black and red eyes that were infected by the evil aura.

Don't treat each other with admiration for three days.

He is no longer the Yellow River mansion he was before.

Although Ying Long and Yi were treacherous and evil, after suffering losses twice, he also practiced his skills hard. Although there was still a gap between him and those two old enemies, at least he had strengthened his will a lot and would not lose consciousness due to injuries. .

Although this is only ordinary in the wilderness, it is already an incredible progress for He Bo.

In contrast, even the East China Sea God of the Sea, who killed some rotten fish and shrimps, secretly let go because of the face of his own clan. Now, as the first high-end figure Shaoyou officially fights in the wilderness, this He had carefully prepared this stick for a long time.

Him.

Looking at the fragment of the sword protruding from his waist, He Bo couldn't help suppressing the thousands of words in his heart. As the handle of the knife rotated on his back, it felt cold and stinging, as if there was a tiger attacking him. A huge mouth opened inside his body, and he gnawed wantonly.

There seemed to be a ray of speechless emotion flashing through Zhang Ke's bloody eyes.

The strength shown by He Bo does not seem to be consistent with his status in the history of mythology and authority.

Although Zhang Ke has always been in a weak position in the previous fierce battles, and if he had not revealed all his trump cards at the beginning, he would have been killed no less than ten times, but the reality is that there is no such thing as what if.

Any seemingly coincidental or lucky result is actually inevitable.

Isn't it true that hole cards are meant to be revealed when you feel in danger?

If, if, if Zhang Ke and He Bo were the same age, would there still be this fierce battle?

Zhang Ke, who had become accustomed to pain in the novice dungeon and whose instinct now dominated his body, casually pulled out the tiger soul inserted in He Bo's waist and cut off the broken arm with a knife.

The blood that surged like a swamp only thinned out for a moment, and new flesh and blood sprouted at the junction of flesh and bone.

The new arms have intertwined scales and white bones, and the distinct palms have been deformed into sharp claws of some kind of beast.

Even with the suppression of blood and the darkness accumulated from countless years in the wilderness, how could the evil energy be as docile and harmless as a lamb? However, it could still hold an axe, so Zhang Ke didn't care much.

Perhaps he was shocked by Zhang Ke's nonchalant but extremely cruel and ferocious attitude. When his offensive briefly stalled, Hebo did not pursue him fiercely. On the contrary, when Qianqi came again carrying a hurricane, , He suddenly woke up from a dream.

In a hurry, a stick deflected the path of the tomahawk.

He Bo staggered back two steps, an abnormal blush appeared on his face, and the country of wind and rain, which had been quiet for a while, started to move again.

The boundless water is like a long snake, surrounding Zhang Ke.

The gentle flowing water was as solid as steel at this time, and the rapidly surrounding torrent caused large swaths of sparks to rub against Zhang Ke.

Looking from a distance, under the gloomy sky, the scene of water and fire is particularly shocking.

And when the wind and rain changed, Zhang Ke's battle ax struck Hebo one after another. The sound was like thunder, and the earth shook endlessly. However, Hebo, who was already a little angry, was hanging on a broken arm, and his whole heart was filled with tears. It’s even closer to madness!

It's embarrassing enough to pretend to be Ying Long and be found out!

Nowadays, even a young child who has not yet been crowned can't win.

Although Beishan is now tightly sealed by him, and the space is isolated like a honeycomb. Except for the more than ten water gods who accompanied Zhang Ke at that time, no outsiders can see the situation inside.

But that already strong and twisted self-esteem could not accept the current defeat and the dozens of vague peeps in the distance.

Damn beasts, even you bastards dare to act arrogantly in front of me now.

Wait until I seal this evil beast under Longhou Mountain, and then I will prepare it carefully.

Yes, yes, that's it.

Looking at the vortex that was gradually dyed red by the blood, and looking at the flesh, flesh, and bones floating in the water, He Bo's eyes that were swollen with only gaps showed a look of pleasure.

"What are you looking at?"

The next moment, the huge figure in the vortex suddenly shattered. Even the flesh and blood corpses that had been mixed in the water were transformed into complex mana and melted into the water.

When He Bo reacted, he heard a cold voice playing behind him. At the same time, his heart ached. He lowered his head and saw a broken blade piercing his chest.

At this time, he suddenly saw heavy fog surging in the distance, occupying all corners.

'Oops, I was so focused on restraining this evil beast that I forgot that the water vapor spreading across the field should not be moved lightly.'

In the thick fog, violent collisions and loud curses sounded almost simultaneously!

Of course, the war of words is not limited to a single party.

Thanks to the liberation of his own reason, compared to He Bo who had to deal with sneak attacks from all directions while searching his mind to piece together vocabulary, Zhang Ke, who left the battlefield to his own instincts, focused on trash talk.

Although the voice was not as loud as He Bo's, the lethality was not on the same level.

From the verbal abuse, to the nonsense abuse, to the silent accusation.

Although the relevant vocabulary cannot be directly presented, Zhang Ke, who rarely experienced such unilateral crushing in later generations, felt extremely happy at this time.

"Who is the evil beast now?"

Relying on the concealment provided by the heavy fog, Zhang Ke's curses would not reveal her location.

But a certain He Bo, who was so angry that he lost all sense, could only reply: "How dare you bully me, Shu Zian?"

Before he finished speaking, there was a strong wind and rain blowing in his face. Each round, heavier and heavier bodies hit He Bo heavily.

Although He also had crutches to resist, someone had an extra "pocket knife" than Him. The shriveled and shriveled scars all over His body were the marks left after being devoured by the tiger's soul.

And He Bo, who felt that the war situation was gradually undergoing some irreversible changes, began to ignore the screams in his ears and tried to regain the high ground with reason.

The violent wind and rain swept forward with even more craziness. At the same time, the water below the feet that was only submerged to the knees was rising rapidly.

Zhang Ke could clearly feel that after He Bo woke up, nearly half of the authority he had occupied in this space was rapidly declining. The hostility stemming from the space, heaven and earth, and threats from all directions were lingering in his mind again.

To deal with regional skills, naturally the same wide range of field skills can compete with each other.

With the water vapor skyrocketing and power returning, even though He Bo's five senses still couldn't discern the direction, he could still vaguely sense Zhang Ke's direction from the feedback from the water vapor.

"Got you!"

He Bo suddenly turned his head and looked to one side of his body. At the same time, the crutch in his hand turned into a huge shadow and swung towards the thick fog.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

Suddenly, there was a shocking sound of breaking in the dense fog. The rising He Bo stumbled forward a few steps, and in the next moment, a scarlet light struck straight down.

After experiencing a long and fierce battle, the strength accumulated by Qian Qi has reached a quite terrifying level. The reason for not killing is because of the instinct of the body.

Although there is no trace of reason left in Zhang Ke's body, the emotions accumulated previously have not weakened even a little bit as time goes by.

It's a way to vent your anger, but it's also torture.

But after feeling the changes in the external environment and the signs that the balance of the battlefield was tilting again, he instinctively stopped venting his emotions decisively.

With a violent roar, He Bo's body was split into two, and nearly half of his body from the neck down was blown to pieces. Countless pieces of flesh and blood burst out in the heavy fog, and the rain of blood stained the raging waves. scarlet.

The figure in the fog didn't stop at all.

In the blink of an eye, the slashing battle ax was pulled backwards by an arrogant force, and accompanied by an overwhelming sound of fragmentation in the space, a round sarcoma flew up from the mutilated body, like a fountain-like column of blood. He rushed into the sky in one go.

At this moment, new prompt information was appearing on Zhang Ke's retina, but he couldn't care much about it at this time.

The long hair that tied the armor belt suddenly came loose, and the bloody head fell on the huge shoulder-length scar in just a moment.

At the broken neck, the black mud-like blood squirmed and stretched out an arm, resisting to hold up the bleeding head to prevent it from becoming one with the body, and the already distorted body became even more It was like a switch had been triggered.

The speed of mutation that was originally gentle and slow actually increased by leaps and bounds.

But in the blink of an eye, two more animal claws grew under the ribs, and dense scales grew on the face on the chest. The flat bones were bulging at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if a new head was about to grow. of.

"Ah!"

Zhang Ke chuckled.

Then with a thought, a cluster of blazing flames burst out from his neck. The sticky black mud was roasted to a crisp in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, his head, which had lost its upward momentum, also plummeted.

Along with the broken arm, the head, which had been separated from the body for a long time, returned to its original position.

And the menacing distortion gradually faded away unwillingly under the dual pressure of reason and blood when the true master returned. The myriad evils were restrained by the heart from all parts of the body and returned, and the long-awaited true fire of samadhi was now condensed. A vicious snake face emerged.

Dirty, chaotic.

These foreign things exude a deep aura that is resisted by any living creature, but fortunately, the Samadhi True Fire has gradually deviated from the right path under Zhang Ke's cultivation.

The anger that had been unsatisfied in his stomach earlier had now found a source of vent.

It's like adding fuel to the fire.

Zhang Ke, who had been tightly sealed and was healing, suddenly burst into flames from his neck, and the seven orifices on his face were even brighter and red.

Looking at the body that had just begun, but the victory or defeat was already decided, Zhang Ke moved his eyes to look at the sarcoma where his beard had been cut off. Although it was terrifying, he could still vaguely see it from the stacked layers of flesh. Before being infected by the evil spirit, He Bo's handsome face.

"I thought that the unused opportunities in the wilderness would be spent on you."

"I haven't completely turned into a headless clan yet, why can't you?"

"That's it?"

While speaking, Zhang Ke set off a fire, and the scorching heat burned the body that survived. The vortex that was used to imprison him was now moved by Zhang Ke and turned into a water curtain to wrap He Bo's body. It is not only a means to prevent some corpse fraud, but also to prevent the evil spirit contaminated by his aura from escaping back into the wilderness.

He Bo was an accident.

In the wilderness, there were not a few people who were not strong but had the ability to do harm. What's more, the stronger they were, the more extensive their methods were. He didn't want to let himself sleep to death without being inspired one day.

And because of this, not only He Bo's body was burned, but also the space that was rapidly collapsing after losing the caster, and the water below him.

Silently watching the extension of the sea of ​​​​fire, watching the fog dissipate, but the water vapor is transpiring in the sky and the earth.

After a long while, Zhang Ke turned to look at the more than ten water gods who had witnessed everything from beginning to end, and said with a smile: "I've finished reading, and the obstacle in Beishan is gone now. I think it's time for you to go to work, what about you? "

"only!"

"only!"

"only!"

Following brief answers, the huddled water gods ran so fast that they even forgot that they were gods with the ability to turn into rainbows and fly. They only relied on one pair of legs and feet to run around in the calm waters.

Seeing this, Zhang Ke shook his head.

Then he looked at the head in his hand, ignoring the resentful eyes and the entire lower jaw that had been torn off by Qi Gen:

"I originally thought that I would just kill someone with a bad mouth like you, but I have changed my mind now. I will only kill you. The anger in my heart will not go away, and the water control matter has no time limit. If you can still summon me, first Wash it off and wait until I go to the Yellow River to find you!"

Either don’t do it, or do it forever.

Although I don’t know if the strength of the Yellow River He Bo has huge fluctuations in different eras, but there are still relatives around him who are useless. Although this is a resurrection card, the trump card will not be so wonderful if it is hidden as a plane ticket. .

So, he returned to Longhou Mountain and briefly told Yan Shu and Yan Shu that he was leaving for a while. Regardless of their opinions, Zhang Ke disappeared with a flash of light, and the next moment Zhang Ke's figure disappeared from this world. Disappear.

at the same time

Somewhere in Beishan.

Looking at Concubine Mi who was tied to the ground and struggling, Nuwa sighed.

She and Fuxi really couldn't stand the relationship between Bingyi and Mi Fei, but they didn't stop it before.

Young people, who are not stubborn in their own opinions? If they don’t let them touch their heads, they don’t know the cruelty of the world. What’s more, since being beaten by Ying Long, Bing Yi’s character collapsed after being beaten by Ying Long. It's even more annoying.

"That's fine. Without Bingyi in the middle, you and Yi can get along peacefully. Although the child has gone through an accident, your father has also helped to look after it. His original intention has not changed and he loves you very much. It’s better to be a human race than to be like now.”

She wanted to say something, but looking at her daughter with tears in her eyes, Nuwa sighed again, and finally did not express those colder and more intuitive thoughts.

Looking at the soft and pitiful eyes, Concubine Mi asked softly: "But mother, my brother is not dead yet. You can help him to ask for a favor from Shao You, so that it won't be like this. Yi is indeed good, but my brother has been treated badly." I am also very gentle. He was just hit too hard and couldn't turn around for a while. My daughter thought it was okay to try and at least give him another chance."

"too late!"

Nuwa shook her head: "Yinglong has bypassed him once before, but this guy refuses to repent. He should never, never should have used Yinglong's name to make things difficult for Shao Youyou, let alone say those words. Even if I persuaded Shaoyou, and there is also Yinglong who will go up time and erase the traces of his existence one by one."

"In fact, Zhu Jiuyin has already started laying the groundwork in the years before the human race. He is just waiting for Yinglong to free up. From now on, the Yellow River Hebo will no longer have the name Bing Yi!"

"Wanhuang is the same, and so is Jiuzhou. He really made a huge mistake this time. Even if your father comes forward, it will be difficult to persuade Yinglong to back down. After all, Bingyi has really angered the Xuanyuan clan, and even the rebellion of humans and gods over there. "

(End of this chapter)