Boxer

Chapter 390 Third Transformation

It didn't know how long it had been raining heavily, and Yan Yin, who was buried in the rubble, was submerged by the washed mud.

His body began to become cold, and the blood in his body began to freeze. If he hadn't practiced Qingyue Art, unlike ordinary warriors, he might have frozen to death at this time.

Fortunately, Yan Yin is not an ordinary warrior.

Because it is impossible for an ordinary warrior to hide a Jiaolong and Shankui in his body, and it is impossible to have a mysterious jade tooth in his mind.

"The body is getting stiff, maybe something happened again," Yan Yin secretly said anxiously, "I am buried in the pile of rocks, my body has no strength, and I don't know what will happen."

Three days later, the heavy rain stopped.

All kinds of strange beasts began to appear in the surroundings, they didn't know that there was a person who hadn't died buried in the pile of rocks not far away.

Today, something strange appeared in the pile of rocks, as if something was about to come out of it.

However, after the rock pile arched a few times, it became silent again.

However, a phantom with the size of a hundred feet emerged above the pile of rocks.

A one-legged beast roared furiously and furiously, but no sound came out.

It seems that there is some force imprisoning it.

The one-legged beast is none other than Shan Kui hidden in Yan Yin's body.

At this time, Shankui, although it only showed a phantom, had an angry expression, and its huge body was struggling fiercely.

Every time he struggled, Shan Kui's phantom would become much smaller.

In the pile of rocks, Yan Yin suddenly felt his blood start to rush, and an energy from his dantian poured into his whole body from nowhere.

Hot, extremely hot.

Heat, the heat that burns the whole body.

Although her hands and feet were crushed by rocks, Yan Yin could clearly feel that her skin was being torn and new muscles were growing rapidly.

What Yan Yin didn't know was that at this time the whole pile of rocks was filled with blood, and bright red blood slowly overflowed from the pile of rocks.

The blood attracted many strange beasts, and they looked fiercely at the pile of rocks, as if they wanted to pounce on them.

But looking at the phantom of Shankui, which was less than a hundred feet long, all the strange beasts wandered around in fear.

After another ten days, Shan Kui's phantom was less than ten feet in size, and the ground around the rubble pile was already covered with bright red blood.

The blood soaked into the soil, making the surrounding soil all red.

And Yan Yin, who was in the pile of rocks, felt that his body was gradually regaining strength, and the sense of wriggling from the inside out gradually disappeared.

Just when he was about to shake off the rocks pressing on him, a very strong white light gushed out from his body, enveloping the whole pile of rocks.

When the white light appeared, Shan Kui's body grew stronger, and his seemingly weakened expression also recovered a little.

However, at this moment, a cloud of black mist quietly appeared above the pile of rocks.

The black mist enveloped Bai Guang and Shan Kui's figure, and after a while, it slowly withdrew and disappeared.

The ball of white light gushing from Yan Yin's body has disappeared, and Shan Kui is less than half a foot in size.

In the end, with a terrifying roar, Shan Kui's phantom exploded instantly, and then disappeared.

Fengyun Mountains.

When Shan Kui's phantom exploded, in the Fengyun Mountain Range thousands of miles away, a nameless mountain suddenly heard a loud roar.

A one-eyed giant with a height of hundreds of feet suddenly opened the eyes on the back, and a shocking white light shot out from the body, reaching the sky.

"It's such a vicious method, it's a blood sacrifice," the one-eyed giant roared, and then fell down.

After a long time, it slowly stood up, looking towards the west of Fengyun Mountain Range with one eye, as if it wanted to see everything clearly through all obstacles.

But in the end, it slowly closed its eyes, finally sank into the soil, and disappeared.

Duan Tianling.

There was a loud noise, the rocks flew, and a figure rushed out of the rocks.

With strong winds and surging blood, Yan Yin only felt that his body had taken on a new look, and a thick and powerful feeling permeated his heart.

With a twitch from the corner of his eyes, Yan Yin suddenly found that the surroundings were covered with blood, and there were corpses of alien beasts that had turned into numerous bones.

Startled, just as he was about to make a move, a cloud of black mist appeared in front of him.

The black mist condensed into a ball, which was very strange.

Looking around, Yan Yin only felt that his consciousness was about to be sucked in. At this moment, a cool feeling gushed out from his sea of ​​consciousness, pulling Yan Yin back instantly.

Looking at the black mist with a vigilant expression, Yan Yin has seen this mysterious black mist from the image of Yuya emerging in the sea of ​​consciousness.

An existence that can spend hundreds of years attracting Zimu from the stars outside the sky, a mysterious existence that can talk to Jiaolong on an equal footing, Yan Yin has to be cautious.

However, the black mist only surged in front of Yan Yin's body for a while, then gradually faded and disappeared.

Even so, Yan Yin still glanced around vigilantly.

After a long time, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the mysterious black mist had indeed left.

Stretching out her hand, Yan Yin took a look at her own palm, and saw that a pair of big, generous hands that had been fighting in the border city of Wanli for several years had become immature and white like a newborn baby.

His eyes swept around, looking solemnly at the bones of the strange beast.

"He died not long ago, and it seems that something forcibly took away the essence and blood." Walking forward, Yan Yin carefully observed the bones of different beasts, and with a light touch, the bones turned into dust.

With a twitch in the corner of his eyes, Yan Yin wondered inwardly, "What the hell is it that turned so many future survivors into piles of bones?"

Suddenly, Yan Yin thought of the mysterious black mist.

It comes without a trace, goes without a trace, and it is also very terrifying.

After thinking about it carefully, Yan Yin couldn't figure out what the mysterious black mist was, but what was certain was that the black mist was not hostile to him.

Otherwise, when the black mist appeared just now, he would have turned into piles of bones like the strange beasts that had appeared around him.

Finding a place to sit cross-legged, Yan Yin looked inside secretly.

The meridian expanded again and became stronger. The bright red blood flowed in the body like a big river.

The muscles are solid and strong, full of powerful explosive power, and the skin is smooth and tender, but Yan Yin can faintly feel some hardness.

At the dantian, a small purple tree stood there quietly, and the phantom sword was still revolving around it.

He summoned the phantom, held it in his left hand, and then frowned deeply in his right hand, which was as delicate as a baby.

"Let me see what has happened to the body." Gently swiping the phantom on his right hand, a white mark appeared, and then disappeared instantly.

Increase the strength to three points, and the phantom long sword drew a deeper white mark on the arm, but it still recovered quickly after taking the long sword.

"Seven points of strength," Yan Yin increased his strength again and stroked his hand. This time there was no white mark. When his muscles were subjected to this force, he suddenly tensed and bounced the phantom away.

"Hmm..." Yan Yin was taken aback, and tried a few more times, but the result was the same. When he increased his strength, his muscles would automatically tense and then spread out the phantom sword.

Later, when Yan Yin slashed his hand with a sword in disbelief, a bloodstain appeared.

"Compared to before, the body seems to have become stronger and more resilient," Yan Yin put away the phantom, then frowned and pondered, "What is the reason? Could it be that the body has undergone transformation again?"

But soon, Yan Yin shook his head and said to himself, "It shouldn't be. When the body transformed that time, it was because of the energy absorbed from the black crystal that it transformed, but this time, it seems that there is no energy."

Suddenly, Yan Yin thought of the purple wood in his dantian, but after observing around the purple wood, Yan Yin vetoed it.

"Although Zimu has slight lightning in the dantian, it does not overflow to other places. It stands to reason that there will be no energy, but where does the energy source that changes my body come from?" Thinking With this question, Yan Yin looked at the soil that had turned red.

"The smell of blood is very strong, but it doesn't seem to be my blood." Yan Yin reached out and grabbed a handful of blood-stained soil. Yan Yin sniffed it. He felt vaguely familiar with it, but he was sure it wasn't his own blood.

"If it was my own blood, with so much blood flowing out, I'm afraid I'd have lost too much blood to death, but looking at the pile of rubble as the center, it's all covered in blood, and it's really where I was before. , Could it be that the blood really flowed from my body, but why doesn't it feel like it?" With this doubt, Yan Yin thought for a long time, but finally still had no idea.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and Duantian Ridge was soon shrouded in black.

Wanting to fly away from here, but worried about the mysterious black mist in Duantian Ridge and some tyrannical beasts, Yan Yin had no choice but to restrain his energy and breath, and found a big tree to spend the night.

At this moment, he was horrified to find a white light piercing the sky and rushing towards him from the far east.

Just when the white light was about to sink into his body, the mysterious black mist appeared again.

It turned into a whirlpool, and the white light was absorbed by the black mist.

The black mist violently surged several times, and then disappeared again.

Everything came so suddenly.

Everything is so weird again.

It seemed that something was going on that he didn't know about.

"That white light is so familiar." After the black mist left, Yan Yin did not flee in panic, but still leaned against the big tree, frowning and thinking.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, a bright light flashed in Yan Yin's eyes, "It's it, Cyclops, that white light should belong to it,"

Frowning tightly, Yan Yin muttered to himself, "It's just, why did it appear here? Isn't the Cyclops in the Fengyun Mountains? It's at least three or four years away from Duantian Ridge. Why did this white light come here?" , it looks like it's coming towards me, but that weird black mist, why do you want to intercept it?"

Looking into the boundless night, Yan Yin said to himself in a deep voice, "It seems that something must have happened that I don't know about."

At dawn on the second day, Yan Yin found a direction and headed out of Duantian Ridge.

However, along the way, Yan Yin discovered something that horrified him.

Among the piles of rocks, one after another, bones fell quietly there.

Among the clumps of grass and weeds, one can often see bones hidden among them.

With horrified eyes, Yan Yin looked into the depths of Duantian Ridge, "I think, I know why those strange beasts are frantically pouring into the northern border, because what is waiting here is death,"

Half a month later, Yan Yin didn't know how many bones of dead animals he had seen, and his heart was already numb.

What he is most worried about now is his army and soldiers.

On this day, Yan Yin came to Feilin and was on top of a peak, and when he was about to identify the direction, he saw a scene that shocked him.

I saw a group of black shadows flying over from the depths of the Duantian Ridge. The black shadows were made up of fierce birds, but looking at them, they were very frightened.

With a fixed gaze, Yan Yin finally understood what caused so many vicious birds to flee in terror.