The bone marrow of the corpse elephant had been sucked dry, and a lot of flesh and blood had grown on the spine of the dragon and snake. He suddenly became interested in the weirdness itself.
Regardless of whether the demon market is open or not, it is very tempting to understand how the strangeness is formed.
Ren Qing's eyes were full of evil intentions, and his whole body turned into a shadow and penetrated his flesh, not attracting the demon cultivator's attention at all.
The internal structure of the corpse elephant is extremely special, and it is certain that it was not born naturally.
It's not a special artifact. It's clearly a magic weapon created by Blood Moon. You can also tell a little bit about it from the information flow.
【Demon Soldier】
[A magical weapon conceived by the blood moon, used to store and release demonic energy. 】
Ren Qing saw that the flesh and blood were covered with inexplicable lines, and the source should be in the center, allowing the corpse to emit a powerful demonic aura.
In comparison, the bones are too ordinary and should only be used to support the body. There are no internal blood vessels and no need to consume food.
Ren Qing still focused on concealment and simply followed the lines towards the source.
After searching carefully for several times, he found the source of the evil spirit on the chest and abdomen of the corpse elephant, which turned out to be a flesh ball the size of a fist.
The meat ball kept beating, and a huge amount of evil energy surged out from there.
Ren Qing used his double pupils to the extreme and used dream seeds to enhance his vision. The complicated lines in the flesh ball suddenly came into view.
He couldn't help but be fascinated. The meat ball looked like some kind of refined magic weapon, but it was far more complicated than the crafty weapon refining method.
Ren Qing drew the patterns on the books, and maybe he could try to reproduce them if he had the chance.
Unfortunately, the texture is constantly changing, and it is unrealistic to record it with the naked eye unless there is something real that can be compared at all times.
Ren Qing reached out to the meatball several times, but he forcibly held back.
If the weird ones were really easy to deal with, they wouldn't be all over the waning moon layer. Damage to the flesh ball would probably cause the corpse elephants to riot.
Fortunately, Ren Qing knew that there was a watchman in Chenjie, so when he had the opportunity, he would catch him and dissect him to see what the usefulness of the meat ball was.
He returned to the spine of the corpse elephant, then took out various materials from the prison in its belly, and then carved it with the help of the dragon and snake spine.
Ren Qing chose a certain vertebra, but the corpse elephant had hundreds of vertebrae.
His movements were extremely precise. Although there were traces left behind, the corpse elephant would only feel numbness and would not cause a scene.
Ren Qing ground the materials into powder and applied it to the spine, then incubated it with demonic energy. The rest was processed according to the specifications for refining flesh and blood artifacts.
The corpse elephant was already rotten, with the addition of skeletal parts, but he actually made it into shape.
Although for the sake of safety, Ren Qing used the crudest weapon refining method, which caused the aura emitted to be very inconspicuous.
But a magic weapon is a magic weapon, which is completely different from the corpse elephant's own system.
Ren Qing still had no intention of stopping. He used the ghost market to exchange for Zesha and spread it evenly on the surface of the spine, turning it into a treacherous device.
It was only then that the corpse elephant noticed something strange, but it just squirmed and didn't realize anything at all.
Ren Qing was considering whether to integrate the strange object into his spine, but the strange object itself was slowly assimilating the surrounding bones.
"There is such a thing..."
Seeing this, he stopped refining.
Ren Qing was very curious about how the zombie demon cultivator would react when he discovered that there were two consciousnesses in the body of the corpse, and that the fetus device could be easily controlled.
According to common sense, it is indeed more in the interests of the demon cultivator to focus on the fetus-trick device.
Ren Qing couldn't help but laugh strangely. For him, it was just a dispensable secret trick. It would take some time for the treacherous device to be fully assimilated.
But no matter what, it can leave a lot of trouble between the demon cultivators and the weird ones.
If everything goes well, Ren Qing may even consider visiting the corpse area again to refine the artifact to the level of the half-corpse state.
He quietly emerged from the body of the corpse, looked around and found that the mining area had returned to calm.
The half-corpses were reduced by one-third, and the efficiency of altar construction was even lower. Even the excavation speed was not as fast as the wound recovery.
The zombie demon cultivator will definitely collect corpses next, otherwise the number of half-corpses will not be enough.
It can be seen that Wuwei Taoist Temple must recall outside disciples as soon as possible to avoid a large number of casualties.
Ren Qing thought of Song Zong's silent surviving disciples and couldn't help but start looking for them in the mining area.
He soon discovered that there was the aura of strangers in the soil bag, and he could also vaguely feel the presence of black insects, which must be the disciples of Wuwei Taoist Temple.
Eighty percent of it is because the elders need to replenish their blood for practice.
The Taoist disciple was tied with chains and placed in a sealed black coffin. Blood was oozing from the wound on his neck.
Ren Qinggang wanted to take them back to the prison in his belly, but there was movement in a coffin, and a black insect pried open all the rivets that sealed it.
While the elders were suppressing the corpse elephant, Han Li carefully got out of the coffin.
He relied on Dameng Zhenren to wake up a long time ago, but knowing that it was not the best time, he hid in the coffin and waited secretly.
Now that there was a drastic change in the corpse elephant, Han Li seized the opportunity without hesitation.
He controlled the black insect to merge with the shadow, and tiptoed out of the dirt bag along the corner, only to freeze in place.
The cave seems extremely complicated. If you want to get to the outside world, you have to pass through chains and dig to the surface with your bare hands.
It was unrealistic for Han Li to think about it.
He forced himself to calm down and immediately began planning his escape.
First, he must rescue his fellow disciples. Even without any help, he can attract the attention of the demon cultivator and provide himself with some assurance.
Secondly, it is necessary to make the scene chaotic.
Han Li immediately spit out a rivet as thick as a finger. It was not obtained from the coffin where he was imprisoned, but was a rare magic weapon.
He looked around and his eyes fell on the spine not far away.
Ren Qing's eyes twitched when he saw this. The refining of the rivet magic weapon should be taught by the coffin elder. It can induce chills and then explode.
It is a very sinister magical weapon.
Han Li reached into the remaining earthbags and found that no black insects had invaded his sect. Although their bodies were still alive, their souls had dispersed.
His face was gloomy, and his limited means seemed to be at the end of his rope.
Han Li was also a ruthless man. Seeing that the opportunity was not showing up, he simply returned to the soil bag again, planning to hide in the coffin and make long-term plans.
But when he was moving the cover, he touched the chain at his feet.
Han Li's expression changed greatly, the chain shook, one of the elders came towards him, and the unpleasant smell of corpses filled the air.
He reacted immediately and placed the rivet weapon between his eyebrows.
Han Li planned to use the coldness of the magic weapon to fake death to see if he could deceive the other party. Of course, if he was not careful, he would die.
The moment he activated the magic weapon, a stone knocked the rivet off.
Immediately afterwards, Han Li felt a familiar aura emanating from it and quickly ran out, only to see a blurry figure standing not far away.
"Immortal Lord..."
Ren Qing's body grew rapidly, and within a few breaths he transformed into the form of a ghost wolf. The strange mouth in his palm swallowed Han Li into a prison in his belly.
Roar! ! !
Dust fell from the top of the cave.
The elder's eyes widened and he shouted in an angry tone: "We have nothing to do with Bingxing Mountain, why do we come to the hinterland?"
How could Ren Qing explain to him? He jumped into the air with both legs and flicked his tail, turning the nearby earthbags into pieces.
"How dare you!!!"
The elder's purple skin flushed red, fangs sprouted from his mouth, and a human face could be seen squirming on his exposed chest and abdomen.
He rushed towards Ren Qing fiercely, using his demon infant stage cultivation skills to the fullest.
But when the elder approached within a hundred meters, he suddenly realized something was wrong. The body of the "Chilang Monk" in front of him actually grew taller again.
The ghost shadow possessed the ghost wolf, and the two auras made Ren Qing's eyes bloodshot.
Ren Qing could easily deal with a real demon baby, not to mention that the elder's soul was divided into four parts, so his cultivation was completely shortcut.
boom! !
He turned into an afterimage and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already standing at the end of the elephant's trunk, holding a beating black heart in his hand.
"How is it possible, Bingxing Mountain..."
The elder fell to his knees on the ground, with a half-meter gap in his chest.
Ren Qing deliberately left the elder alive. If a clone appears on the verge of death, the zombie demon cultivator will definitely take risks and try more radical methods to break through the demon infant stage.
He crawled on the stone wall with all four limbs together, and the dragon and snake spines carved a passage towards the outside world.
The first reaction of the zombie demon cultivator was to move the corpse deeper underground, and the news about Bingxing Mountain was also spread.
The situation in Qingyan Town became increasingly chaotic, so naturally no one paid attention to Wuwei Taoist Temple.
Ren Qing returned to the mountain gate smoothly. From a distance, he could see that the size of the Taoist temple had increased several times. However, there was a faint mist covering the mountain, so the demon cultivator might not be able to detect it from a distance.
Mist is naturally Song Zong's means of laying out useless materials.
The disciples who came out of the mountain rushed to Wuwei Taoist Temple with their families and their families. Anyone with foresight should be able to guess that the world is about to undergo drastic changes.
Ren Qing's breathing became heavy.
The number of people in the fairy city must have increased sharply, and the area of the prison in the belly is not enough. It is just a good opportunity to promote the Taotie method.
It's a pity that the Yang Shen realm requires at least a thousand years of life, so the effect of the Dream Butterfly Technique will inevitably weaken, otherwise it can be concentrated on one.
Ren Qing released Han Li from the prison in his belly, and before the latter could speak, he took the lead and said, "I'll give you a task."
Han Li lowered his head and replied in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "Immortal Master, please tell me."
"Go to Morning Street and help me catch a strange creature. We'll tell you the details when you get to Sanmu Lane."
Han Li opened his mouth, fearing that the Immortal Lord had forgotten that he was only in the foundation building stage.
Ren Qing used the soul butterfly projection to transmit the contents of the Taotie Stomach Master to Han Li, and then threw out a magic weapon that could conceal the aura.
"If you have any problems, go to Xianshi and tell Mr. Coffin. Don't try to show off."
Han Li was about to ask something, but Ren Qing had disappeared.
He held his chin and thought about it. Suddenly, the position was shaken again, and then the long river across Qingyan Town began to expand.
The cry of whales filled the sky.
The river became more than ten meters wide, dividing the city in half, and spread to all parts of Jingzhou.
Ren Qing paused slightly, wondering if he could refine Weirdness, could it have a similar effect, and use it to affect the environment.
He glanced at Qingqiu Mountain. The altitude had increased by at least a thousand meters in a short period of time, and even gradually radiated to nearby mountains.
What kind of environment is reasonable for jailer law?
Or, maybe we should try out the effects in a few restricted areas before retreating?
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