Chapter 199 Mandrill Teleportation
Chapter 199 Mandrill Teleportation (Monthly Ticket Plus)
Facing a powerful corpse goblin that specializes in killing those who have established their foundation, whose historical record shows a 90% win rate, he needs to measure the opponent's true combat power to avoid misjudgment.
Of course, if we could kill it directly, that would be the best outcome.
This means that in this underground ruins, except for the six-eyed corpse baby, he can ensure his own safety, and those restrictions and formations that have been discovered will not have any impact.
Intelligence Yu is online!
"Gululu——"
Corpse goblins have a cunning and cruel nature. They will kill any living creature they encounter. This nature is the true nature of demons.
Playing with the head of its prey is a meaningless pastime that it has gradually developed over the years to pass the time.
It never got tired of it, constantly turning its skull with its fingertips, making meaningless gurgling sounds, and was completely immersed in its own world.
At a certain moment when the skull stops rotating.
The bright yellow vertical pupils of the corpse goblin suddenly looked in one direction, and with a slight force of its broad palm, the shiny skull it had been playing with instantly collapsed into pieces.
It smelled the flesh of its prey.
The figure covered in black hair and looking like a terrifying ape quickly disappeared from the spot. The corpse goblin did not make any sound, and even the sound of the wind caused by its movement was silent.
It saw it.
A man in a black robe was leaning on the remnant, and the strong fragrance was coming from him.
Retreating into the darkness, circling, and quietly coming behind Canhuan, his sharp claws pierced through the broken wall. He should have felt the warmth of flesh and blood, but it felt like he was grabbing air.
The corpse goblin was stunned for a moment.
Suddenly!
Cold yet hot flames erupted, and under the mystery of the flame-shaped technique, two ice pythons condensed from cold flames tied up the corpse goblin tightly from bottom to top.
The manifestations of low temperature and high temperature appeared on it at the same time, as if to burn and freeze it!
The man leaning on the remnant gradually disappeared.
Phantom Step: True Phantom.
As a first-class superior physical technique, its effect should have been limited to the Qi training stage, but Wang Yu, at the perfect state, merged the ten phantom bodies into one.
Combined with the human-smelling powder he mixed, it perfectly confused the senses of the corpse goblin.
Just as the corpse goblin was struggling violently.
The beautiful flute sound was soothing and made it relax. It completely ignored the severe pain caused by the burning cold flames.
The magic sound that controls the mind and the most wonderful state.
This manipulation continued until its entire body turned black, all its black hair was burnt away, and its body began to emit a scent of meat, then it suddenly came to its senses.
"Ow—"
The evil nature of the corpse goblin finally erupted, and its body suddenly grew to five meters in size, like a muscular and violent gorilla. It angrily tore the ice python wrapped around its body into pieces.
Every time he stepped hard on the ground, he could create a dent in the ground, but he still couldn't find the enemy.
A time of impotent rage.
"Quack quack—"
An ominous crow cry was heard, and a flock of red-eyed crows, only three feet long, attacked in a group, repeatedly passing through its strong body and carrying away large amounts of soul threads.
The soul-devouring pain is like capital punishment.
The corpse goblin knelt weakly on the ground. Its ability to control its body dropped sharply, its limbs became weak, and it was completely unable to lift its head.
Finally, footsteps approaching could be heard in the darkness.
Wang Yu twirled the black jade flute in his right hand, sizing up the ferocious creature in front of him, muttering to himself.
"It has low resistance to soul-path secrets and illusions, but it is almost completely immune after activating its demonic nature. Coupled with this strong body that possesses immortality... What a terrifying monster!"
The immortality of the corpse goblin does not come from its ability to recover, but from the fact that any injury will not affect its combat effectiveness. It has no fatal weaknesses in the conventional sense, and is like a corpse that has already died.
If its arm is cut off, the single arm still has the instinct to attack living things and can burst out with full force. Wang Yu believes that it is the remaining evil soul inside that is causing trouble.
So.
All his tentative attacks were directed at the corpse goblin's soul.
When the two were only one step away from each other, the corpse goblin's lowered head suddenly flashed with a cunning light, and its long, wedge-like claws fiercely pierced Wang Yu's chest.
moment.
A waning moon pattern appeared in Wang Yu's eyes.
——The illusion of the moon!
The corpse goblin's immunity to the devil's soul has never reached complete level after all, and after being attacked by the Soul-Eating Crow, most of its devil's soul was damaged, and the corresponding immunity power also dropped significantly.
The soul is the master of the body. A soul that is too weak cannot control a strong body, so it will feel weak in its limbs. It is not because its physical strength has been exhausted, but because it has lost its spiritual strength.
Looking at the frozen corpse in front of him, a hint of heat flashed in Wang Yu's eyes.
And point it out.
Soul-breaking Finger!
Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, the corpse goblin's demonic soul was shattered, wisps of black smoke rose from its head, and it completely lost its movement.
The same top-grade material as Taiyin Shashi.
Due to its immortal demonic nature, the corpse of the mandrill can be used to refine an extremely rare demonic corpse!
This is an alternative type of zombie. It does not belong to the orthodox system of evil zombies and armored zombies. It is also an alternative among the alien zombies. If it is cultivated properly, Wang Yu will have a second trump card-level refined corpse in his hand.
The demon corpse is very strong, but the side effects are not small. This thing may give birth to a new demon soul at any time, and it has its own self, so the risk of backlash is also very high. After Wang Yu put it into the Taiyin Yangsha Coffin.
Continue to ponder it in your mind.
"During the last exploration boom, the guardians of the Dark Mountain Cult might have come here just for the corpse goblins. After all, before the information was made public, few people knew that there were still corpse goblins here."
The inheritance of corpses is a large category in the Chiyuan Demon Realm. Almost every sect has a unique inheritance, and even the Hehuan Sect is no exception. They possess a powerful inheritance called the Yin-Yang Demon Corpse.
It is considered an advanced species in the category of demon corpse, and has reached the pinnacle of power in this world.
Unknowingly.
His profound knowledge of the way of corpses is enough to make those of the same level who specialize in this way envious.
Returning to the previous territory of the corpse goblin, Wang Yu carefully picked up the bloody shackles from a distance, immediately sealed them with ice crystals, and threw them into the storage bag.
So he wanted to catch another corpse demon. This thing is rare outside and usually only exists in underground palaces, burial areas, ruins... and other places. The dead body will become a demon after it gains spirits.
He can refine several special varieties. Even if he doesn't refine them himself, he can sell them for a large amount of spirit stones. Now that he's here, how can he miss it?
"Ok?"
Just as Wang Yu was about to use the secret method of searching the mountain for demons, a red light suddenly came out of the storage bag where the bloody shackles were placed.
This storage bag is specially used by him to store dirty things.
Just wanted to throw it away.
The storage bag cracked, and the shackles and handcuffs floated out. The two automatically combined together and fit into each other, and the incomplete trace of spatial secret power on it returned to its original state.
As it enveloped him, Wang Yu suddenly realized how Ding Ming appeared in the inheritance light column. It turned out that this was a "ticket".
He had no time to feel depressed. After subconsciously raising the Zhengang protective shield, his figure disappeared in the ruins on the inner side of the periphery.
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Jingzhao Town is an evil prison.
Even though it was his first time here, Wang Yu could tell the moment he opened his eyes that the surroundings were in ruins, with rotten torture instruments scattered among the broken bricks scattered all over the ground.
The variety of styles and the unique shapes made Wang Yu exclaim in his heart that he had learned a lot.
The air here is filled with a strong stench and fishy smell.
There is also the smell of decay brought about by the years in a closed environment, like the smell emitted by an old man who is about to die. It is not unpleasant, but it is definitely not pleasant.
Subconsciously it is disgusting.
What really made Wang Yu's scalp tingle was the shackles that were put on his neck at some point. His limbs and neck were locked by the shackles carefully selected by the head of the Guan family.
The true essence was dormant, and the spiritual consciousness was blocked in the Niwan Palace by a layer of murderous barrier. Once touched, one would see an environment of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, as if those countless corpses were all his own tragic deaths.
"but--"
The feeling of being confused did not appear. On the contrary, because of the dormancy of other forces, Wang Yu's physical strength became extremely active as long as he wanted.
With a single swing of his arm, he has the strength of a million pounds and can completely break free of the shackles.
Wang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
"You're right. This is the ticket to the Evil Suppression Prison. Only a single contact will cause bad things to happen."
A prison built in Kyoto could not have been so large in size as this. Wang Yu felt like he was in the hall just after entering the gate.
The real prison, I guess, is still further down.
After looking around and making a judgment, Wang Yu walked towards the area where the collapse was serious. If there was a cavity underground, there should be obvious terrain subsidence.
This is easy to judge, and Wang has always had a great adventurous spirit, and he is even more curious about the only immortal dynasty in ancient times.
He would use his feet to kick away the boulders that were blocking the way. If the boulders were too big, they would burst into pieces with one kick. The noise he made was quite loud, but this area seemed like an absolutely safe zone.
He found no signs of monster activity, nor any bodies, just stones and dust.
It took most of the day to clear a path, and Wang Yu finally went down to the deeper level of the Evil Prison.
As the cold flames turned into tiny ice pythons.
The cold light also illuminated the place a lot. Although Taiyin Youtong had the ability to see in the dark, it couldn't see too far after all. After all, it was just a side effect.
If you want to have a night vision comparable to that of the day, you need to practice!
Wang Yu found himself on a circular three-tier staircase, which was very low, only about a foot above the ground.
There are four pitch-black passages around, and each black stone is engraved with prohibition patterns, but they are all very dim, and even some key nodes have been erased.
"It was man-made. Was it done by Jin Miaoshan and Ding Ming?"
"should be."
Asking and answering himself in his heart, Wang Yu followed the traces to explore. This would make him safer and more calm, and he could also pick up some leaks by the way.
The passage he walked in the east was only a few dozen steps long. There were cells lined up on both sides. There were also human-shaped stains inside. They were probably caused by the corpses that had decomposed and completely merged with the ground during the sedimentation.
Finally, Wang Yu arrived at an empty hall safely.
There is a 21-meter-tall faceless statue holding a sword here. You don’t even need to guess to know the identity of the statue.
"A sword cultivator from the Immortal Dynasty, the founder of the first generation of the Evil Suppression Prison."
(End of this chapter)