With a slash of the sword, the fine green steel sword broke inch by inch, and a line of dim blood energy shot out and submerged into the ground in an instant. The earth and stone suddenly cracked, and Ding Dayou staggered out, his knees softened and he knelt down in the dust. His original shape appeared with a bared tooth and a grin, but he was a huge gray wolf, as tall as a man, with muscles and bones all over his body like iron. The bristles are like needles. It opened its bloody mouth, revealing its white fangs. Although its four legs exerted force several times, they were too weak to hold up its body. The gray wolf reluctantly raised his head and yelled in a stern voice: "Who...are you?" The regret in his chest was overwhelming, so he believed General Yin's lie and kicked the iron plate, but he lost the money. life!
"Hey, why am I not afraid of it?" Guo Chuanlin looked at the wolf demon and always felt that something was wrong. Such a ferocious and terrifying monster would scare a normal person out of his wits. How could he be so eager to try it that he would treat it like a fish on his back? . When he thought of the words "food in his mouth", a bit of hunger fire rose from his dantian, and in an instant it burned like a prairie fire. His eyes were full of blood, and he took half a step, without concealing his murderous intention.
Ding Dayou wailed, and a blood mark appeared between his eyebrows, but it seemed as if he opened his third eye. There was a soft "crash" sound, and his head split open in the middle. His brain plasma dripped all over the ground, and he fell to the ground slumped, dying. Guo Chuanlin could no longer restrain his inner desire, and jumped forward. Regardless of the filth, he lowered his head and bit the throat of the wolf corpse, sucking the essence and blood in big mouthfuls. His body swelled rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a wolf full of Angry skin.
Guo Chuanlin didn't know he was satisfied. He sucked up all the essence and blood of the wolf demon. He felt dizzy for a moment, his hands and feet were sore, and he sat down on the ground, only to be bounced up high again. The abyss blood that was hiding in his heart finally no longer had to restrain its aura and plundered the blood of the wolf demon. Guo Chuanlin's bulging body gradually returned to its original shape. He rubbed his eyes hard, his consciousness went blank, and he had no idea what was going on. The gray wolf's throat was bloody and bloody. Guo Chuanlin shuddered and licked his lips. His mouth was filled with the smell of blood. Could it be that he was so hungry and thirsty that he drank raw wolf blood?
The wind in Xitiao Mountain was whimpering, and the sun was high in the sky. However, Guo Chuanlin felt chills in his body. He looked down at his hands, suddenly clenched his fists, and punched the tree trunk with all his strength. The power is unusually great. Sawdust flew into the air, and was as soft as tofu. His fist sank deeply into the trunk of the tree, up to his wrist. He slowly pulled out his palm, but his muscles, bones, skin, and flesh were completely unscathed. A wry smile appeared on Guo Chuanlin's face. How could manpower do this? What's the difference between him and the monsters in the mountains and forests?
A thought came to mind. Isn't it a good thing that my body has become so powerful? The flesh and blood of monsters are a great source of nourishment, and should not be let go easily. Only by eating them can they turn into their own strength... Still feeling hungry and empty in his belly, Guo Chuanlin walked over to the wolf corpse by accident, with his fingers like hooks. He tore the wolf skin open, revealing the bloody bones and flesh. He hesitated for a moment, but couldn't eat it alive. He turned around and picked up some dead branches and leaves. He struck the scythe and lit a bonfire. He tore off large pieces of wolf meat and roasted it half-cooked. , bit into it and swallowed it.
Although there is a lack of condiments, the taste of wolf meat is indescribable. Once you take the first bite, you can't stop eating. Your body craves the flesh and blood of monsters. Your stomach is like a melting pot. After eating the half-cooked wolf meat, it turns into silky threads. Wisps of essence nourished his body. Driven by the blood energy of the abyss, Guo Chuanlin had a huge appetite and did not feel full at all. He ate while roasting and swallowed half a wolf carcass. He became drowsy, tiredness came over him like a tide, and he fell into a deep sleep. go.
This sleep lasted for a whole day and a night. The bonfire had long been extinguished and there was no one in Xitiao Mountain. Only the sun, moon and stars witnessed everything.
The light breeze blew on his face. Guo Chuanlin's eyelids moved and he yawned. He slowly woke up and saw the half-eaten wolf carcass. He was frightened. He stretched out his limbs and fell over. After flying for about ten feet, his back hit a large masson pine hard and broke into two pieces with a "click".
The tree crown suddenly fell down, throwing up clouds of dust and causing birds to fly wildly. Guo Chuanlin was careless and coughed repeatedly. He covered his mouth and nose with one hand and drove away the dust with the other. His movements gradually slowed down. Countless images flashed through his mind. He remembered that he had killed the wolf demon with one sword, drank blood like hair, and The wolf carcass ate most of it. He subconsciously touched his face. Fortunately, it was a human face and did not turn into a wolf. He was very full and no longer felt hungry in his belly. For some reason, Guo Chuanlin felt a little panicked. He turned around and walked through the forest without looking back, for fear of losing control of himself and slipping into the abyss of greed.
Guo Chuanlin came out of Dexitiao Mountain and took a bath in the Jianhe River to wash away the smelly blood on his body and calm down before returning to Qin's house in Guliang City. Han Bing was invited by the commander to discuss matters. There was no one else except a few veterans who were sweeping the city. He went to the kitchen and drank a few ladles of cold water. He recalled the scenes that happened on the day of the massacre and finally calmed down.
After eating enough, sleeping enough, and having nothing to do, he returned to the room and sat down cross-legged, taking a sip of Zhenqi from his Dantian, carrying Zhou Tian, and practicing "Double Collision Strength."
After about a few hours, Guo Chuanlin heard the trivial sound of horse hooves coming from outside the wall, gradually approaching. It was Han soldiers returning from the commander's office. Although his sight was blocked by the high wall, with the help of subtle voices, he outlined Han Bing's every move in his mind. Han Bing reined in the peach blossom mare he was used to riding, turned around, jumped off the saddle, handed the reins to the veteran beside him, and asked, "Has Guo Chuanlin come back?" After receiving a positive reply, he went straight to his residence. Come. At this moment, he had the illusion of being in control of everything. From then on, he easily kept Han Bing in the dark and played with him at his fingertips.
Devouring flesh and blood and reborn, he is no longer the same person as he used to be... Guliang City is too small to allow him to use his fists and kicks...
Han Bing walked lightly, his breathing was as thin as a gossamer, and he peered at himself from the window. Guo Chuanlin sat cross-legged and took a sip of Zhenqi from his Dantian. It was like a candle in the wind, extinguishing as soon as it rose.
There are many people among the rebels who know themselves, and the wolf demon has already come to the door... The world is so vast, there is no place where you can't go, you can't break into...
Han Bing looked at it for a long time and nodded slightly. The first step in getting started with "Double Collision Strength" was extremely difficult. In just a few days, Guo Chuanlin was able to gather his true energy. His progress was rapid. Could it be that his character was suitable for step-by-step and step-by-step progress? He was a little shaken and suspected that his previous judgment was not accurate, but it was still too late to change his mind. Guo Chuanlin might be responsible for the Qingcheng Sect's revival!
Practicing "Double Collision Strength" does not take a moment. Han Bing retreated quietly, his depressed mood somewhat relieved. The Huashan Sect was like a majestic mountain, pressing down on his head, making it difficult for him to breathe. There seems to be a slight leeway now.
