Valkyrie Storm

Chapter 1663 Confrontation at the Mind Level

After two days and two nights of uninterrupted efforts, Tang Yan, who was located underground in the crack, finally communicated with the silent Liemo Dao. He awakened the War Demon's mind with perseverance and persistence, and he used his blood and soul power to arouse the War Demon's attention.

Accompanied by tremors, Lie Mo Dao woke up from the silence.

"It's done? Work harder!" Tang Yan was overjoyed, and before he had time to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, he urged Huo Ling'er and Blood Soul Tree to continue working hard, so that Lie Mo Dao could resonate with the village's body.

Finally, at midnight, Han Zuo, who was far away in the village in the forest, noticed something strange.

"What's going on?" Han Zuo was trying his best to recover, when he suddenly felt the heat on the right side of his body, and it quickly intensified, scorching hot, still the kind of hotness for no reason, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Just as he was probing strangely, a sharp pain suddenly aroused in his soul.

Han Zuo screamed, his whole body convulsed, his eyes widened, and he felt like his soul was about to be torn in two.

But suddenly, the severe pain and dryness disappeared without a trace.

Han Zuo was panting heavily, his whole body was tense, his one eye was shaking with pain and doubt, and it took him a long time to recover. "TMD, what's wrong with me?"

But just as he was shaking his head and about to stand up, the sharp stabbing pain exploded again, this time, sharper and more sudden, like a kitchen knife chopping on his soul.

"what!"

Hanzuo screamed in pain, fell headfirst from the bed, rolled back and forth on the floor with his head in his arms, the tingling pain originated from the soul, piercing, sharp and tragic.

It was as if the god of death was ruthlessly tearing at his soul, the pain was indescribable and even more unbearable.

At the same time, Han's left and right sides of his body, from shoulders to heels, except for his arms, began to burn, like a raging fire, scalding and excruciatingly painful, mercilessly destroying his nearly collapsed will.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Han Zuo growled in pain, rolled stiffly, and twitched and curled up.

Like a live fish in a frying pan, struggling fiercely.

"What's the matter? It's too worrying." In the lobby downstairs, the hotel owner frowned and looked up.Now that it was night and the village was quiet, he was about to pack up and go back to sleep.

In other rooms on the third floor, Tai Tan and other Pangu clansmen woke up one after another, staring at the direction of Han Zuo's room with cold eyes. These small moans were unusual.

"Bastard, uh, what's the matter with me?" Han Zuo struggled to stand up, but fell down, his soul stabbed and his body burned, causing unbearable pain.

If this was barely tolerable, then... Gradually, he discovered signs of 'disharmony' in his body.

The right foot and right leg were inexplicably tense, and no matter how I controlled them, there was no sign of movement.

The right side of the body continued to burn, until the pain was so severe that I almost didn't feel it.

"You lost control of your body?"

"Could it be because of the injury from the battle that day? Now it suddenly relapsed?"

"I have been smelting for thousands of years, so fragile?"

"impossible!"

"Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!"

"When you grow up in Lao Tzu's body, you belong to Lao Tzu."

Hanzuo struggled violently, roared ferociously, forced the surge of corpse energy to suppress the abnormality of the right body, tried his best to run the secret method of the corpse royal family to remelt it, trying to eliminate this sudden 'hidden danger'.

However, suddenly, Han Zuo's whole body stiffened, his body tensed tightly, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't make a sound, only his expression gradually distorted in the stiffness.

As if enduring terrible pain, the whole person froze.

At this moment, Han Zuo's soul tearing reached the limit, and the pain reached the extreme, but what really froze him was that, in a trance, an eye suddenly opened in the depths of his soul, making him feel chilly all over.A strange force hit the brain, almost like a heavy hammer bombardment, which made him dizzy and almost lost himself.

Thousands of years ago, the corpse royal family obtained the remnant body and part of the soul of the war demon, and suppressed it in the abyss corpse pool to control and domesticate it, eliminating its violent resistance.

Thousands of years ago, the corpse emperor inspected the corpse pool in the abyss, and determined that the remnant body and soul of the war demon had been 'quiet', so he decided to make full use of it and hand it over to his powerful arm to swallow it up.

In order to make better use of the remnant of the war demon, and to better integrate Han Zuo and the remnant of the war demon, the corpse emperor 'stuffed' the imprisoned remnant of the war demon into Han Zuo's body.

In order to tame the remnant body of the war demon, not only the original body of Han Zuo needs to be broken into pieces, but also the soul of Han Zuo needs to be changed.

This is the first time in the history of the corpse royal family, and it is also a crazy attempt in the history of mankind.

For this reason, the corpse emperor did not hesitate to retreat for 300 years, personally guarding and operating, so that Han Zuo could better and more safely integrate the remnant body of the war demon and swallow his remnant soul.

For thousands of years, Hanzuo has endured the constant backlash and resistance of the War Demon, and the severe pain of body tearing and fusion. He has endured too much, which is equivalent to thousands of tempers.

It is precisely because of that dedication that there is a comprehensive integration that breaks through a thousand years later.

It is precisely because of thousands of years of pain and suffering that he absorbed the supreme meaning of the third heaven of ancient warfare from the remnant soul of the war demon, and was able to successfully comprehend it.

It has been tempered for thousands of years, hammered and honed, and reborn from the cocoon.

According to the normal development plan, Hanzuo will formally and truly integrate the remnant soul of the war demon through constant fighting and training, completely let it integrate into his own soul, and truly make the remnant body of the war demon a part of himself.

Since then, there has been no war demon in the world, only his strong rising Han Zuo.

Developing according to normal expectations, Hanzuo will become the number one killer of the corpse emperor, the number one soldier of the corpse emperor clan, and a great perfection-level holy land that surpasses Hanba.

Shihuang entrusted too much to Hanzuo, paid too much, expected too much, and firmly believed that Hanzuo would bring new opportunities to the Shihuang family.

For this reason, Emperor Shihuang formulated a long-term action plan for Hanzuo, starting with small actions, and gradually progressing to big actions, and adapting to the body in turn.

However, it should never have happened, he ran into Tang Yan.

In the period when he seemed to be rising toughly, but in fact there were still great hidden dangers. During the period when he was performing his first mission, he encountered the Liemo Dao.

"Welcome to my mentor, I will take revenge myself." Outside the village, at the bottom of the gap, Tang Yan's eyes sparkled, his face suddenly ferocious, and his long hair danced wildly.

The blood energy and vitality originating from the Blood Soul Tree and the Green Fire surged like a tidal wave in the ground of this crack, paying full attention to the Lie Mo Dao floating in front of him.

"Roar." In the world of ancient warfare, the war demon's mind was fully awakened, and he stood proudly. His domineering figure made the people dust and fog, the battlefield was eclipsed, and endless souls trembled.

Boom!Boom!
In the world of ancient warfare, the sound of a mysterious drum sounded, dull and distant, ancient and boundless, echoing in the world of ancient warfare, endlessly and endlessly.

Every time the drum beats, the Fierce Demon Knife trembles, and the black energy like ink surges by itself, and the lines on the body surface are bloody. It is like a waking life, opening its eyes and stretching its body. .

Tang Yan tried his best to control and look forward to it.

Finally, the sound of the drum from the depths of the ancient saber came out of the body of the sword and penetrated into the space. The sound of the drum was as unreal as an illusion, but also as if it really existed.

The strange reverberation of the drums spread and spread towards the village.

Lingzhi and the others had nothing to say, and the villagers didn't notice.

All living beings are unaware of the reverberation of this drum.

But Hanzuo in the depths of the village caught the sound of the drum at this moment, at his most painful moment, at the moment when he was frozen in time and space, at the most inappropriate moment.

Like a lone boat wandering in the ocean under the rainstorm, finally saw a bright lighthouse.

Han Zuo stood up in a daze, and walked unsteadily to the window.

The sound of the drum came one after another, hitting the remnant soul of the war demon in Hanzuo's body that was waking up, as if it had a wonderful energy that helped him control this body.

Bang!
Han Zuo jumped down and landed heavily outside the hotel.

At this moment, because of the tremor and impact, Hanzuo's own willpower took the initiative a little bit, suppressed the war demon's will, looked around, puzzled: "Where am I?"

But only for a moment of confusion, the drum call originating from Lie Mo Dao once again assisted the remnant soul of War Demon, forcibly controlling his body, drowning Han Zuo's soul.

Han Zuo slumped again, his thoughts were drowsy, and he was dragged by the sound of drums, and staggered forward.

Boom boom boom!
The drumbeat became more and more urgent and heavier.

The opened eyes in Hanzuo's body stared straight at the outside of the village, and a strange force controlled this body, urging him to walk...walk...walk...however, Hanzuo's own mind is still strong , moved more than ten steps, suddenly woke up, finally understood what this time, and immediately let out a low growl, trying to forcefully regain control of the body, but was controlled again.

In this way, the soul of Han Zuo and the remnant soul of War Demon launched a fierce confrontation. Sometimes Han Zuo took the initiative, and sometimes War Demon forcibly controlled them. You come and go, which is equivalent to being in a round battlefield.

But Hanzuo is too weak, and the previous battle was too traumatic, so Zhan Mo Cannian, with the help of Lie Mo Dao, can always prosper.As a result, whenever Hanzuo's thoughts take the initiative, they are immediately suppressed.

The village was quiet and dark, and there was no one on the road.

Lanterns are dotted outside the store, and the faint candlelight and mist are intertwined.

It is very quiet, everyone sleeps peacefully, and no one will worry about being attacked or persecuted. This is due to the trust in the "rules" of the village.

Empty streets, misty white mist, and faint candlelight, only Han Zuo's dilapidated body was staggering and twitching, moving towards the outside of the village step by step.

Because of the struggle of his soul, his steps were weird and distorted, sometimes like a zombie with a broken leg, sometimes like a drunken alcoholic, walking on the street with difficulty and pain.

His soul was struggling, and his body was resisting. This road was difficult, crazy, desperate, and very slow.

"No, don't, no!" Hanzuo's soul was struggling violently. He couldn't see the real situation outside, but he realized that if he went out all the way, he would be walking towards the real hell and destruction.

He struggled desperately and resisted vigorously.

Despair, unwillingness, resentment, regret.

A lot of negative emotions are destroying him and motivating him.

However, he is working hard, Zhan Mo Cannian is working hard, Tang Yan, Blood Soul Tree, and Ghost Green Fire are all working hard outside.

This weird 'walking' process is actually another level of confrontation between Tang Yan and Han Zuo.

(End of this chapter)