"Then what if I have a way to quickly increase your strength to be on par with hers, or even surpass hers?"
Jian's words immediately caused Zhao Yun's determined pace to pause.
"What the senior said is true?"
Zhao Yun turned around and stared at Jian with burning eyes and asked.
When a person is not afraid of death, there is nothing to fear.
Even the ancient god Huan was just a powerful person in his eyes at this time.
Jian was not dissatisfied with his attitude at all, and even said with a hint of appreciation: "Yes, I never lie to others."
"However, there are certain risks in improving your cultivation, so you have to think clearly!"
"Don't think about it, senior, please do your best!"
Zhao Yun walked up to Jian without thinking and sat cross-legged.
Zhao Yun knew that the legendary Jian was not a good person, so he definitely had no good intentions in helping him.
If you cooperate with them, you are essentially seeking the skin of a tiger.
But in order to save Jingle, he decided to fight to the death.
"good!"
Seeing this, the smile in Huan's eyes became even stronger. He stretched out his figure and immediately flew into the air.
A captivating red light was seen in his eyes, and then endless evil energy surged out of his body, like countless intelligent black tentacles, drilling into Zhao Yun's body.
"ah......"
The evil energy filled his body, and Zhao Yun let out a painful roar. He felt that the flesh and blood all over his body seemed to solidify and freeze in an instant. As the evil energy continued to flow in his body, wherever it passed, Zhao Yun's body was immediately transformed and transformed by the evil energy.
In the Dantian, as endless evil energy poured into it, all the true energy he had cultivated for many years was swallowed up by the evil energy.
However, his body was like a bottomless pit, with countless evil spirits pouring into his body, but there was still no sign of being unable to hold on.
Three days later.
In the corpse cave, the evil spirit was still rolling, and Zhao Yun's whole body was completely covered by the evil spirit.
At first, Jian thought that although Zhao Yun was not weak, he could not withstand much of his evil aura.
Unexpectedly, he actually looked away.
After three days of continuous pouring, half of the evil spirit in his body had been poured into Zhao Yun's body. Only then did he feel that Zhao Yun's body showed some signs of saturation.
"What a boy, what an extraordinary talent..."
Jian was delighted to see Hunting Heart and was filled with admiration.
But at this moment, Jian did not stop.
On the contrary, it accelerated the speed of the evil spirit filling the body.
The endless evil energy poured into Zhao Yun's body. While changing the meridians in his body, it also gradually changed his appearance.
The muscles all over his body swelled, bursting the clothes on his upper body, revealing his perfect lines.
The originally sunny and handsome face was now covered with black evil marks, looking extremely evil.
"Roar!"
With so much evil energy suddenly poured into his body, even though Zhao Yun's physical body was strong, he couldn't bear it now. He roared to the sky, venting the terrifying power that could not be released in his body and the pain of his body being almost exploded.
Then his figure soared into the sky and flew directly into the air, with a pair of black wings formed by evil energy appearing behind him.
"What a perfect body!"
Huan Fei flew to Zhao Yun's side, carefully looked at his textbook-like figure, and couldn't help but admire him.
Compared with the physical body of Yinggou that he had refined, Zhao Yun's physical body was not inferior to the opponent at all, and even had greater potential.
As the filling of the body with evil spirit ended, Zhao Yun felt the endless power in his body. Although the changes in his body made him feel a little uncomfortable for a while, the improvement in strength still made him happy. He clasped his fists with both hands and thanked Huan: " Thank you to the seniors for helping me, and the juniors are very grateful."
"Haha, I'm helping you by helping me, so there's no need to say thank you!"
A weird smile appeared on Huan's face, and then he patted his head, and a wisp of soul suddenly floated out from his head and fell into Zhao Yun's body.
"Senior...you..."
Zhao Yun was shocked and turned pale. He immediately flew back, but he had only flown halfway, and his eyes had already lost their expression.
In the vast sea of consciousness, a smaller version of Jian appeared in it.
Zhao Yun holds a silver spear and stands in the sky in the sea of consciousness, as if he is facing a formidable enemy.
"Don't be so nervous."
Jian Zheng waved his hand casually, feeling extremely relaxed.
"What do you want, senior?"
Zhao Yun's eyes flashed with light and he stared at Jian closely.
Although his physical body is already extremely strong, he has not experienced thunder tribulation. In fact, his spiritual consciousness is still as strong as a first-grade martial artist.
Siluke
Even if he occupies a favorable position in his own sea of consciousness, he has no chance of winning against the split soul of the ancient god Jian.
"What do you want?"
"When you took away my clone from here before, did you ever ask me?"
Jian asked with a smile.
"Clone, you mean that the coffin is your clone?"
Zhao Yun's heart trembled, and then he remembered this matter.
"if not?"
Huan asked back, and then said with a look of reminiscence in his eyes: "Back then, I just ate some blood food, and then two Xiaoxiao teamed up to trap me here for hundreds of thousands of years."
"It took a lot of effort to separate a ray of soul to refine Yinggou's clone, but he was injured again until you came here and took Yinggou away."
"Tell me, is it reasonable for you to take my clone away and me to make your clone?" Jian asked, and Zhao Yun was speechless for a moment.
Although he was deceived by Zhao Cheng, he was indeed unreasonable in this matter.
"Okay, I've talked so much nonsense to you, now, are you going to come here on your own, or am I going to go over and devour you?"
Huan asked with a smile, and was about to take action.
He didn't pay attention to Zhao Yun's spiritual defense at all. The gap between their souls was bigger than the gap in physical strength.
Even if it's just a wisp of his own soul, it's not something Zhao Yun can resist.
"Senior, junior, there is still something unclear."
Zhao Yun saw this and quickly spoke again.
"Just ask!"
Huan Dandan said.
Perhaps it had not spoken to anyone for many years, but at this time, it actually managed to endure it and did not rush Zhao Yun.
"It was the first time this junior came to this cave. Why didn't senior show up to stop it?"
Zhao Yun asked quickly.
After hearing this question, Hu thought for a moment and then slowly said: "You will naturally understand this question when you become one with me."
Then he stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Yun's soul, grabbed it with one claw, and a powerful suction force appeared in the sea of consciousness, and immediately swept the entire sea of consciousness.
At this time, Zhao Yun's eyes suddenly burst out with a captivating light, and he asked sternly: "Actually, Ying Gou's body is the weight for the senior to trade with Zhao Cheng, right?"
As soon as these words came out, Huan's expression changed slightly, and then he clapped his hands with a trace of approval on his face: "I didn't expect that your physical body is so extraordinary, and your intelligence is not inferior to others."
"The more this happens, the more I can't keep you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Fenhun grabbed Zhao Yun's attack, and the speed was a little faster.
Sweeping under the powerful suction force, even Zhao Yun lost his footing and was about to fall into Hu's sharp claws!
"Calming Pearl!"
At this moment, Zhao Yun roared, and a bead the size of a goose egg, as red as blood, slowly rose from his chest, floated above Zhao Yun's soul, and emitted thousands of red lights!
Wherever the red light passed, the suction power of the soul disappeared.
Zhao Yun's soul, which had been falling forward, immediately stabilized his figure under the suction.
Before the soul could react, Zhao Yun's soul, shrouded by the concentration beads, temporarily gained control of his physical body.
The physical body immediately jumped up and rushed out of the corpse cave.
"Boom!"
Zhao Yun's figure was like a black lightning, turned into a phantom, and hit the corridor with his head.
The corridor was opened by the impact, and countless gravels were scattered. Then, like a bolt of lightning, he rushed towards the entrance of the cave where the corpse was hidden.
"What a good boy, you actually have a treasure to protect your soul!"
When Jian Fenhun saw this, his face suddenly showed surprise, and then he no longer hesitated and immediately rushed towards Zhao Yun's soul.
"Chichi..."
Stepping into the red light emitted by the Concentration Pearl, as the red light shone on Jian's soul, bursts of burning sounds continued to sound.
On Huan's soul, it seemed that the red light had burned tiny scars.
However, Jian seemed not to feel anything and still walked towards Zhao Yun firmly.
But as he got closer and closer to Zhao Yun, his speed became slower and slower, and every step he took seemed to be of great weight.
Zhao Yun's entire consciousness space seemed to be trembling under his feet.
"Three feet..."
Zhao Yun silently calculated the distance between the soul and himself. At this time, he could control the physical body with the help of the concentration beads.
But the soul also lost its due agility and could only stand in place.
As the beast continued to approach, Zhao Yun seemed to be able to clearly see the ferocious expression on its face.
