Chapter 681: Blood-winged black mosquito!
Three months later.
In a coal kiln somewhere, Chen Mo's lair.
Jiuying dragged his huge body to the entrance, opened his mouth and spit out a living person, which was a Nascent Soul monk.
The Nascent Soul cultivator's hands and feet were trembling, blood was still flowing from the corners of his mouth, and mucus was flowing all over his body.
"Ahem..."
The Nascent Soul monk knelt down and coughed up blood. He was an elder of a certain sect in Hualong Continent, and he unfortunately met Jiuying on his way to and from the sect.
Monsters in the Dan Formation Stage are called third-order great monsters, while fourth-order monsters in the Nascent Soul Stage are called the Demon King!
The nine-headed monster cried like a baby and could control water and fire.
The river was boiling at that time, and the hot red boiling water attracted his attention. He just took a second look and was seriously injured by the demon king.
Why the Demon King exists in Hualong Continent, this Nascent Soul cultivator also doesn’t understand.
But thinking about the previous news, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear, "Could these monsters really come from outside?"
"Is the demon from outside the territory coming?"
I heard that many monks have suddenly disappeared recently, and there are even more legends about the Corpse King and the Demon King.
At this time, a figure appeared beside him.
Shen Xiuya grabbed the collar of the Yuanying monk and threw him directly into the deepest part of the cave. The monk fell more than twenty feet and fell heavily to the bottom.
He struggled to get up, but as soon as he raised his head, he saw a picture of hell!
A huge alchemy furnace is placed in the center, and on the surrounding rock walls and on the top, the bodies of monks are hung with spider silk!
There are thousands of them!
There are some Nascent Soul cultivators among them!
Their necks and bodies were strangled with worm threads, and they all looked ferocious.
"This is?"
The Nascent Soul monk's eyes widened, "Golden Flower Sanren, Qingshan Master, Bixiao Fairy, the Northern and Southern Swordsmen of the Mad Sword Sect..."
These are all the most powerful Nascent Soul cultivators in Hualong Continent!
Now, they are all hung in this cave!
The Nascent Soul cultivator quickly got up. There were spider webs everywhere and weird and giant insect eggs everywhere!
The huge alchemy furnace with unknown meaning in the middle was even more sinister, and it was impossible to tell how many people had been refined.
There was a human man sitting in front of the alchemy furnace. The human man had no cultivation and looked like an ordinary person.
As soon as the Yuanying monk stood up, a worm thread suddenly came from behind and wrapped around his neck!
"Well!"
The Nascent Soul cultivator grabbed the insect silk with both hands and turned around, and saw a huge and ugly face suddenly appeared behind him!
mosquito!
A huge monster in the form of a mosquito!
His body is extremely long, with thin blood-red wings on his back like a mosquito, with twelve wings. At the same time, his lower body is coiled in the cave like a centipede.
He has two huge palms. In the center of the palm is a mouth, and the worm threads shoot out from the mouth of the palm.
Worm silk is tough, extremely sticky, and contains some kind of toxin.
The Nascent Soul cultivator was unable to break free from the worm threads, and soon lost consciousness and was hung from the ceiling.
But the huge insect monster gradually shrank and got directly into the body of the human body in front of the alchemy furnace.
Chen Mo opened his eyes. The insect's body had reached the fourth-level Nascent Soul realm.
In order to overcome the evil spirit, resentment and death, Chen Mo took the blood of the Corpse King into elixir, initially perfected his insect body, and evolved into a twelve-winged blood-winged black mosquito.
Chen Mo used to really look down on bug potions because he preferred human bodies, and ugly bugs lacked beauty to him.
But after actually using it, he found that the bug's ability was extremely useful.
"I admit that I underestimated the potential of bug life, but if I had to choose, I still wouldn't choose a bug as a body."
Chen Mo's next plan is to refine the Jinghong Sword Sect into an insect nest, and then occupy the entire Hualong Continent.
At the same time, he also wants to replace the entire system of cultivating immortals, uprooting everyone's innate spiritual roots, and replacing spiritual roots with insect eggs to allow monks to sense the aura of heaven and earth.
This method of cultivating immortality is called the parasitic cultivation method.
The monk absorbs spiritual energy, making the bug stronger, and the monk can borrow the bug's power before it fully develops.
In the end, the insects developed from the immortal cultivator's body and broke out of their shells, and then all of them were put into Chen Mo's body to help him gather enough energy.
The sixth and seventh levels require a lot of energy. The best way to get enough of this energy is to breed.
Control several star fields and turn all life in the star fields into his own mouth to absorb energy for him.
This is naturally not the fastest way, because the fastest way is to directly refine Taichu, but this is obviously unrealistic.
Whoosh!
At this time, Shen Xiuya suddenly fell from the sky and came to Chen Mo's side.
"Owner."
Chen Mo looked at Shen Xiuya. After Jiuying appeared, Shen Xiuya changed his previous attitude and began to help him hunt down various monks.
The reason for this is that Shen Xiuya discovered that Jiuying began to hunt a large number of Nascent Soul monks, and suddenly became Chen Mo's right-hand man.
Gradually, Chen Mo began to no longer need Shen Xiuya.
Shen Xiuya felt worried because if things continued like this, Chen Mo might abandon him and not give him more power.
His revenge may be hopeless.
After Shen Xiuya realized this, he became determined, changed his previous attitude, and began to actively hunt the monks.
"What's up?"
After hearing Chen Mo's words, Shen Xiuya quickly said: "When will we attack Jinghong Sword Sect?"
Shen Xiuya knew that Chen Mo's next target was Jinghong Sword Sect, and he was waiting for this opportunity.
"You are a little impatient."
Chen Mo looked at Shen Xiuya, "Has anyone told you that life is not about revenge, but about patience and dormancy?"
"If you can't stand loneliness, you won't get what you want."
Shen Xiuya lowered his head. He knew how to wait, but he would not rest in peace until Hongyun died.
"Yes, Master."
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Shen Xiuya left. He left here and went to a small county town.
"After I became like this, I was still hopeful at first. I thought I could hold on to my bottom line, the last bit of my bottom line as a human being."
"In fact, I was wrong."
"When my body was as cold as falling into an ice river, so cold that I had to absorb the yang energy and blood of living people to keep myself warm, I had already crossed my bottom line."
"I lost most of my senses, even the pain, and I seemed to be cut off from the world."
"I realized my transformation, and life gradually lost its weight in my eyes. I began to gradually ignore life."
"It seems that killing people is nothing."
"But the scary thing is that I can't stop myself from changing."
That day, Shen Xiuya came to a county town. He reached out and grabbed a man's neck, his eyes filled with indifference.
"Perhaps from the moment I chose revenge, I have gone astray."
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