One Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty: The last transcendent?

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Chixiao kept devouring Dorgon's remaining consciousness, while Yan Wan randomly found a corpse, sat on him, and silently opened the system taskbar.

He remembered that he had just been given a mission and accepted it easily.

Mission: Tomb of the Corpse King (Completed)

In the land of Yin evil, the aura of corpses permeates the air. A great general of the Qing Dynasty came back from the dead. Aixinjueluo Dorgon, for hundreds of years, condensed his body with the evil blood of countless creatures and became the King of Corpses.

Completion reward: 5*skill points

Failure penalty: None. (If you can run away when being chased by the Corpse King, you can naturally escape.)

In addition, he also completed the task of killing Song Yixue and 'refining elixir to become an immortal'.

Now Yan Wan has a total of 14*skill points.

Open the skill tree, and [Integration and Comprehension 9/20] is directly filled up to [Integration and Comprehension 20/20], leaving 3*skill points left.

The next line of skills that he had mastered was Perfection, so Yan Wang simply added the rest and became [Proficiency 3/40].

"hiss……"

Yan Wan's expression changed. He endured the bulging sensation in his meridians and quickly circulated his internal energy, moving quickly around his body, condensing the fragile meridians over and over again.

He doesn't have any internal skills or mental skills right now, he only relies on the information given by the system.

It is nothing more than constantly directing the internal energy to circulate in the meridians all over the body, spreading out traces of it and constantly integrating it into the meridians, making the meridians stronger and more concise, and at the same time making the internal energy more pure.

But there are those cool operations that run for 108 days and so on.

He can only wait until his meridians can carry such a huge amount of internal energy without breaking and shattering, then he can stop operating his internal energy.

An hour, two hours.

When Yan Wan woke up, he took out his phone and looked at it, only to find that three days and two nights had passed.

Kakaka...

As Yan Wan stood up and stretched his muscles, the surroundings were suddenly filled with a thunderous sound of popping beans. After a while, it slowly disappeared.

"Cool!"

Yan Wang looked up and saw that Dorgon had fallen to the ground long ago, with the Chixiao Sword still stuck firmly in his eye socket.

"Fuck!"

He hurriedly walked over, pulled out Chixiao, lay down and touched Dorgon's body. He opened his Yin and Yang eyes and looked at it for a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been granted amnesty.

If the Red Sky Sword sucks all the blood out of this zombie, his previous plan will be impossible to achieve.

"emm, make a phone call and ask them to come over."

Yan Wang was about to call Ye Ling and the others over. Anyway, once the Corpse King dies, the gathered Yin Qi will gradually dissipate, and the mobile phone will have a signal...

According to observations in previous battles, Ye Ling is driven by a ghost servant. If Zhao Yinghe has a bell in his hand, could it be one of those zombie exorcists in the movie that can control zombies? ?

Yes or no, just give it a try. If not, that's it. If the other party can really control the zombies... then the certainty of removing the Ghost King will be greater.

He looked at his phone and found that the signal was still weak. Not in a hurry, he just dragged Dorgon's body towards the main tomb.

As for the female ghost... I'm sorry, the previous battle was too fierce, and Yan Wan accidentally killed her.

In fact, she was not the only one. The other zombies and ghosts were completely wiped out by Dorgon when they were devouring the Yin Sha and recovering from their injuries when Yan Wan was fighting Dorgon.

Typical of one's own people killing one's own people.

Quite crude!

Yan Wang looked at the main tomb chamber and marveled at it. Looking at it, the place was empty, except for a coffin placed in the middle.

"Huh?"

His eyes lit up, and he came to the front of the coffin. When Dorgon came out, he had already lifted the lid of the coffin. There were no jewelry or other things inside. Except for some rags, there was only... a palm-sized Jade pendant.

The blood-colored light that Yan Wang saw just now came from this jade pendant.

He grabbed the jade pendant without ceremony, weighed it in his hand, and looked at it carefully. The feeling this thing gave him was very similar to the Scarlet Sky Sword.

There is an indescribable sense of nobility and majesty. If you look closely, you can see that there is an eagle carved on the surface of the jade pendant.

"A trace of the emperor's dragon spirit?"

The jade pendant is as red as blood, but there is a hint of magnificent gilding in the middle. Yan Wang raised his eyebrows in surprise and placed the jade pendant on the sword grid.

"Roar!"

In the dark, Yan Wan seemed to hear a melodious dragon roar. Wherever the sound passed, the ghosts and ghosts disappeared, and the majestic aura burst out.

He lowered his head thoughtfully and looked at the mighty Red Sky Sword surrounded by red dragons in his hand. This translucent red dragon seems to have a hint of spirituality in its eyes.

"I see."

He murmured, with understanding in his eyes.

This is like a person who is injured and just wraps it with rags, but he doesn't know when it will heal. However, disinfecting with alcohol first and then wrapping it with gauze will reduce the chance of sequelae such as suppuration and make recovery faster.

But it is better to go directly to the hospital and let professional doctors treat the wound. In a good environment, the recovery will be faster and better.

Chi Xiao is in this situation right now. All Yin evil spirits can keep it from degenerating into mortal things, blood evil spirits can nourish it slightly and slowly recover, and the emperor's dragon energy is like a panacea...

"I don't know when you will recover."

Yan Wan murmured and threw away the jade pendant that turned into a mortal object. After the stimulation of the dragon's energy just now, most of the Yin energy around him dissipated, and the mobile phone signal has been restored.

After calling Ye Ling and the others, I also sent them their location. Yan Wang dialed a number. Find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan. com

A lewd voice sounded: "Hey, Brother Yan, I've been calling you these days, but I can't get through. Are you getting rid of ghosts again?"

"Well, I killed a wild boar skin."

Yan Wan sat on the coffin, chatted with him for a moment, and then returned to the topic: "Why are you calling? Is there anything going on with the two people you asked to monitor?"

The other party said: "That's right. Brother Yan, you don't know. During this period, those two people were looking for people with an iron block. In addition to this, there are also many people who have died in Lingling Zongzong in the past few days. He was burned to death.”

Yan Huan was shocked and said with a smile: "Then Ye Ling and the others went to the scene secretly, right?"

"That's right."

"I understand, the money will be transferred to your account later." Yan Wan hung up the phone, and suddenly his feet trembled, and he flew across the sky like a flying swallow, crossing a distance of more than ten meters, and appeared outside the tomb in an instant.

Click!

With a crisp sound, Yan Wan raised his foot expressionlessly and looked at the bones that had been crushed by him.

"Liu Ming?" He frowned and looked at the ghost floating in front of him. Suddenly he remembered what he had mentioned on the previous phone call, and he probably had some guesses in his mind.

What if... in this drama, apart from Ye Ling and the three actors, there are no other extraordinary beings such as ghost exorcists and demon subduers?

Liu Ming, perhaps the last one, a transcendent in the age of Dharma-ending?

PS: This one is an additional update. . . .

PPS: Because in a few days, the author will go to work. There are a lot of things to do, filing reports, organizing documents, etc. . . There are still nineteen chapters left.

PS: There was a reminder yesterday that this book was reported again.

I'm confused. I've been reported three times now. Also drunk.

If you like to read it, don’t read it if you don’t like it. Do you have to be so narrow-minded?

Forget it...no more updates tomorrow, just two updates.