In a small fishing village where the world is completely white, there is a man leaning against the door of a small snow house. He has an ordinary appearance and is wearing a green shirt. He looks very tired. He drags his body and sits on the snow-white bed, feeling the coolness next to him. , Wang Haotian felt that he was not as hungry as before. This was a good thing. The few flesh and blood power was transferred by Wang Haotian to feed the body that was half to death last night. He regretted not hiding in his wishful tower. After all, he has no hope of using Yuan Power. It is not a very wise move, but it seems that Wang Haotian will try that new power more in the future, which can increase his physical strength and speed five times in a short period of time! ! ! This is so scary! ! !
Soon, the Hunyuan Alien Devouring Technique used the technique of devouring the flesh and blood of other living beings to barely repair Wang Haotian's body, about 45% of the damage to his veins. Thanks to the power of the Nine Heaven-defying Demonic Techniques, this demonic energy seemed to be born with it. It is used in conjunction with the Nine Heaven-defying Demon Art. Now that there is no vitality, no technique can be used. The only thing that can be used is the power of flesh and blood, but the power of flesh and blood can only be used to refine the body and repair the body. It is not clear yet. What other functions are there? After all, it only has the first level of skills.
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Soon Wang Haotian tidied up a little and went to the appointment. He still remembered Yao Qinghuan's words last night. If there was a problem with the village chief, everyone would notice it quickly. But he didn't know why nothing happened for so long. When he went out Wang Haotian saw the fish in the fish tank, so he grabbed one and opened the fish's teeth as he walked. He only saw a mouth full of fangs. Can't you tell that these fish are very docile?
While he was fussing about it, he deliberately felt the hunger. It was not very strong, but he just had an idea that would pop up from time to time and wanted to lick the blood. . . . . This intentional or unintentional idea was easily ignored by Wang Haotian.
Along the way, the ice sculpture in the center of the village was particularly conspicuous, with a ferocious expression eager to break through the other face. Wang Haotian found that the fangs were somewhat similar to those of fish. Soon Wang Haotian rushed to a relatively remote part of the lake to meet Yao Qinghuan. When they met Jun Weiyang, Yao Qinghuan threw a stick and then a bowl of blood on the surface of the lake, and then the lake started to boil! !
"Is this?" Wang Haotian walked a little closer and looked at it. He knew that the fish raised in this lake liked the flesh and blood of monks. The flesh and blood of monks contained strong vitality, but it was not an exaggeration. It seemed that Old Yu had done it last night. What caused the fish to become like this, and why are they still like this today? "These fish seem to be more fierce and bloodthirsty than before."
"There are many types of fish here that are very suitable for use as food, and many of them are fish with a certain level of cultivation. This may be the reason why the people in the village are so physically strong." Little did they know that someone was already eyeing Wang Haotian and the others. At this time It was Jun Weiyang who spoke.
Jun Weiyang carefully talked about the recent situation. Since they entered the fishing village, they first experienced the most common famine in the world, and then experienced torture in the depths of their souls. At the same time, the biggest cornerstone of their own cultivation was the dissipation of vitality, which was basically the same as ordinary people. , the only difference is that our lifespan is very long and our bodies are much more invulnerable than so-called mortals, but the current situation is developing in a strange direction. Now we eat raw fish, this simple and crude way of eating. Everyone inexplicably felt that they agreed, and they began to practice and eat raw meat. They were in this kind of cycle, as if everyone was immersed in the state of slowly improving the physical body.
"Is it from the Hunyuan Alien Devouring Technique?" Wang Haotian did notice that every time he practices this technique, a large amount of flesh and blood energy is consumed, and the source of the flesh and blood energy is the fish underground in this small fishing village. What have these fish experienced? He has a deep understanding of what makes it so delicious.
"You don't know, I was almost obsessed with this feeling." Yao Qinghuan patted his head, as if it was a headache, "Fortunately, Junior Sister Six stopped me in time, so I just suppressed this feeling. This desire is too much." It’s getting stronger, including now I’m becoming a little weird.”
Jun Weiyang reluctantly leaned next to Yao Qinghuan and comforted her: "It's not Senior Sister's fault, I just drink less, and I don't like to eat fish..." Yao Qinghuan knew that Jun Weiyang was comforting him, so he touched Jun Weiyang's hand. Turning his head, he turned back to Wang Haotian and asked: "It's unclear whether it was a trial or whether it was intentional to make us like this? Master Qing Tiao also became strange." At the end of the sentence, Yao Qinghuan's eyes were a little moist.
Wang Haotian actually didn't pay much attention to the situation outside. He had been addicted to the state that Jun Weiyang and the others talked about for a while. He enjoyed the pleasure of chewing and the feeling of fullness brought by food. The same flesh and blood energy always There was an illusion that he was getting stronger and his cultivation was slowly improving.
"Senior brother, apart from eating, he is cultivating now. Every time I ask, he uses seclusion as an excuse to tell me not to worry. But in fact, he has also begun to devour blood. This trial is really too torturous. If possible, , I want to withdraw with my senior brother, even if I am punished by the master and the others, it will be fine."
Yao Qinghuan showed the posture of a woman, with a bit of crying emotion, but she was describing the recent changes. Wang Haotian and the others didn't know the current situation, so they could only act in a low-key manner. If they act randomly, what they really want is not intentional. training, but there is something weird trying to frame them. First of all, they have no strength to resist at all. The highest Nascent Soul Peak is Brother Qing Tiao, but without the blessing of any magic weapon, spiritual weapon, etc., the physical body alone can bear it. What? Dozens of black-haired burly men with a Nascent Soul realm?
Wang Haotian's head is getting big, and there are very few people who are awake now. He can only comfort him: "We can only wait in this situation. Can you bear it? But it is probably too late to quit now. The person last night should be... …I don’t know.” Wang Haotian can only tell you the best way at the moment. He really wants to control his new power, which is the increase brought by the demonic energy, but it will take some time to control him well. , he believed it should be under control.
A plan began to brew in his mind. Jun Weiyang said at this time: "Although we can run, it is estimated that no one else has run away. I checked the trials here before coming here. There are many people who went out, but they are all This is not the case, but my mind has become extremely firm, and there is nothing special about it except that I have higher requirements for eating."
