Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 275 A body with two hearts and three lungs, an invincible heart

People's heads flew up, and blood spewed out!
Meng Changhe drew out his palms that were closed like knives, and tightly grasped the still beating heart.

It's like holding a ripe and plump bright red peach and gently pinching it.

A large stream of blood gushed out and drenched between the five fingers.

The sticky juice splashed on the vulture's skin, further stimulating his inner killing desire.

The body of Tiqi, who was wearing a cloud eagle robe, fell powerlessly on his back, and there was a strong panic in his eyes.

"What a delicious taste! It turns out that killing people and mowing grass is so enjoyable! The blood god is supreme, so don't lie to me!"

Meng Changhe raised his head and squeezed the heart in his hands hard, as if he wanted to squeeze out more blood.

Tick, tick.

Like drinking fine wine, it is full-bodied and full-bodied.

Not long after, his lips and teeth were full of bright red, and the color of intoxication flashed in his eyes.

It looks like a man-eating evil ghost, Rakshasa, which is particularly terrifying.

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This is a small road to the north of Huangni Dagang, and about [-] Yunyingti riders passed by here.

In less than a moment, Meng Changhe, who was ambushing among them, killed all of these people.

He used to be a thousand households of Beizhen Fusi, and he was only one step away from exchanging blood for great success, casting a dharma body, and his martial arts realm is naturally not bad.

Especially when facing a group of Yunying Tiqi, it was like a butcher slaughtering chickens and cattle, without any difficulty at all.

"Beizhen Fusi...hehe, if Ao Jing didn't appreciate that muddy leg and deliberately suppressed him, how could I have fallen to this point!"

The resentment in Meng Changhe's heart was like adding fuel to the fire, and raging flames sprang up out of thin air.

Back then, he supported that idiot Lin Lu to collect money for himself, accumulating and exchanging for martial arts merits.

What he wanted was to be promoted to the fourth heaven earlier, and step down Zhou Xingfeng and Xu Yingqiu who were competing with him.

Make a few more undisputed contributions, or take refuge in several princes in the court.

It is very likely that the throne of the commander of Beizhen Fusi will fall into his hands.

At that time, Jinniang will no longer have to be humiliated after successfully getting rid of Yan Sheng's control.

It's a pity that the fortune is not good, and some points are lacking.

Meng Changhe has secretly bought and sold official positions such as Baihu, General Banner, and Xiaoqi for seven or eight years.

As the saying goes, if you walk too much at night, you will run into ghosts sooner or later.

Who would have imagined that he would run into that rebellious Ji Yuan who despises Shangguan.

Moreover, not only did he fail to subdue that mud-legged man, but he also suffered a great deal of bad luck.

Inexplicably, he was implicated by Gu Hongzi and Yu Donglai, and was stained with the dirty water of the remnants of the Tao of Bones.

In the end, Lei Ting, who provoked the commander Ao Jing, was furious and was directly deprived of his official position.

He fell directly from the aloof five-rank thousand households to the clouds, and became the son-in-law of the Jindaoyan Mansion.

Suffering behind-the-scenes discussions, cynicism, and all kinds of humiliation from the servants in the mansion.

Thinking of this, recall all kinds.

Meng Changhe's chest rose and fell, and his anger became more intense.

His eyes were red, as if dripping blood.

"Two strands have been cut off, and there are still a few small flags left. I'm not in a hurry to kill them, just play slowly."

He felt the anger, killing intent and ferocity, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Running the inner breath silently, the limbs and bones produce great suction.

Every inch of flesh and blood seemed to come alive, constantly clamoring for hunger.

The skin membrane swelled, and the muscles squirmed, as if the body was stretched, leaving several hideous openings.

It was as if the mouth was open to bite, swallowing all the sticky blood and fried pieces of meat.

This is the gift of the blood god!

No need for food support!

Because, for the blood god disciples.

All living beings and spirits are livestock, and there is no one that cannot be killed or eaten!

Furthermore, every wonderful and brutal killing and destruction will be watched by the Blood God.

If you behave well, you will be favored and rewarded.

Compared with concentrating on hard work and serving the court, I don't know how much better it is!
"Just wait until all these miscellaneous fish are killed, and a second heart can almost be raised!
If you take off Yan Sheng's head, peel off the skin and remove the bones, and add some blood energy, the real body will be great! "

Meng Changhe licked the corner of his mouth, excitement appeared in his eyes.

The real body of the blood gang he refined is after Dacheng.

It can be reborn and give birth to two hearts and three lungs.

The strength of vitality is rare in the world.

Even if he is decapitated by the sword, he can still live for another hour and a half.

If it is pushed to the four realms of Qihai, it will condense the true energy into the body.

It is said that the blood gang is immortal, and the vitality is endless!

Compared with those high-quality unique skills that need to be exchanged for expensive meritorious deeds on the Black Dragon Terrace, it is even more powerful and treacherous!

"I just don't know if that old fellow Yan Sheng can hold Qin Wugou back!

After Zhao Wulie gets rid of Ji Jiulang, he might attack me again!

After all, only the dead can keep secrets forever and be foolproof...

Hmph, although the Blood Eagle Guard is not registered in the roster of the Ministry of War, I have Zhao Wulie's Iron Eagle Token in my hand, this cannot be faked!
If it is handed over to Beizhen Fusi, according to Ao Jing's violent temper, the Tianjiao that he values, and the adopted daughter,
They all died from the assassination of Ying Yangwei... Hahaha, then there will be a good show! "

Meng Changhe's eyes flickered, and his expression was gloomy.

Layers of bloody flames lingered on the surface of the body, burning violently and jumping continuously, as if extremely spiritual.

He took a deep breath and looked around.

Seeing scattered limbs and pieces of meat, rolling heads.

The five fingers are like hooks, like eagle claws.

While the air was surging, he took dozens of waist knives and thrust them into the mud.

Then force out a little blood essence and make it float in mid-air.

Dozens of human heads were piled up to form a smaller Jingguan, as if some kind of sacrifice was being held.

There are words in the mouth, and the awkward and obscure syllables are spit out:

"Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God..."

As the prayer began, Meng Changhe's body was like a drum beating.

His heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to break his flesh and break free at any moment.

The big mass of flesh and blood around him was squeezed hard, like a water pump spewing out rich blood.

All of a sudden, the muscles, bones, and membranes seemed to be pulled apart abruptly, and there was an explosion sound of bowstrings collapsing.

Under the chest, a fist-sized blur condensed at some point.

It's like opening a gate to release a flood, and the vigorous blood is washed away repeatedly, pouring out the spirit.

As a result, the mass of flesh and blood gradually became clear, forming a second heart.

Heart of Blood Nightmare!
It can continuously absorb blood energy and repair the internal organs.

Unless you are fatally injured, you can hang your breath and heal back.

"Blood God, witness for me! Wish me success!"

Meng Changhe quickly completed the transformation, and the cast blood gang body went a step further.

With only two lungs left, he can break through the three realms of blood exchange and hit the fourth heaven.

At that time, it will be Zhao Wulie and Ao Jing.

Those martial arts masters who usually bow their knees and are regarded as big shots.

He can also fight with it without fear!

"If you want to become the holy son appointed by the blood god, you must have victories, an invincible heart, and absolute strength!
I can... do it! "

Meng Changhe's blood-red eyes flashed with strong desire.

He looked to the other side of the Huangni Dagang, where there was a large expanse of thatched grass.

The idea of ​​continuing to strangle those small flags disappeared in an instant.

Killing powerful enemies, slaying dangerous prey, being on the battlefield of Shura, slaughtering cities and destroying a country... This is what the disciples of the Blood God should do.

"That's right, Yan Sheng, Qin Wugou, Ji Yuan, Blood Eagle Guard...they are all thorns in my heart, I have to pull them out to be happy!
If I can unscrew the heads of these people, I can be promoted to 'disciple' and get better gifts! "

Meng Changhe's thoughts were floating, and there seemed to be illusory sounds of war drums and weapons in his ears.

With the desire to kill soaring, his robe fluttered like a blood shadow rushing into the forest.

……

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"He actually beheaded the six major blood changes in one fell swoop! This mud-legged boy is so tyrannical when he first enters the blood! How many energy channels have he become?"

Yan Sheng looked at the six directions and listened to all directions. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the scene that happened in the Thatched Dang, and seemed extremely surprised.

He had seen the dead blood eagle raised by Zhao Wulie, frankly speaking, he was by no means a weak and vulnerable person.

On the contrary, all of them came from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and they were proficient in the combined attack formation.

It doesn't make sense to be no match for a blood-changing warrior who hasn't started refining bones yet!
"Old man! You are fighting with this thousand households, and you dare to be distracted, you will die!"

Before Yan Sheng could come up with a clue, a soft drink came down and shook the official road.

The corners of the robe of the golden-winged roc fluttered, and the slender hand tightly grasped the bright silver spear.

The power of Panlong's true gang circulated, as swift as lightning, and as violent as thunder.

boom!
The atmosphere roared, making a booming sound like a continuous cannon.

The viscous white waves seemed to be blown out of thin air, like a river bursting its embankment, sweeping straight to both sides, bringing out terrifying aftermath.

"Little girl, you have such a big tone! I really thought that after learning a few excellent skills, I can be domineering!"

Yan Sheng's words were sharp, but his heart was shocked.

Hastily swung the nine-ringed golden saber as wide as a door panel, sweeping away a dazzling and fierce brilliance.

It was like the scorching sun blazing across the sky, radiating glaring awns, and the momentum was unparalleled!

Boom!
The swords and guns intersected, and there was a violent collision like a big bell.

"No wonder people say that this woman is fierce! Not only is there a powerful master teaching martial arts, she herself has the blood of the dragon in her body, and she is born with extraordinary strength.

If it were an ordinary martial artist from the same realm, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to surrender! "

At the age of 50, he just stepped into the fourth heaven, Yan Sheng, who is regarded as an old man, sank and felt a little strenuous.

On the thick arm, the big tendons bounced and collapsed, and the violent force was barely released.

At the same time, the steps under his feet moved quickly, turning over large swaths of muddy soil and rocks.

The created swirling sea of ​​air burst out fiercely, smashing away the bright silver spear that seemed to weigh 10,000+ jins.

Then, take advantage of this strength.

His stature was shocked suddenly, he retreated violently, and escaped from the battle ring in an instant!
"The old man wants to escape!"

Qin Wugou restrained the momentum of killing, surprise flashed across his phoenix eyes.

She couldn't help feeling that this person must be a veteran.

Seeing that the situation of the battle was unclear and the outcome was deflected, he immediately fled away.

Without the slightest sloppiness, never put yourself in a dangerous situation.

Really cautious to the extreme!

but……

"Assassinate the official of the imperial court! How can I let you go away like this!"

Since Ji Yuan was safe and sound, Qin Wugou no longer distracted himself and was ready to help at any time.

As a result, under the full attention.

The cold murderous intent is like a rolling cold current, sweeping across a hundred steps in an instant!

The female Qianhu held the big gun upside down, and her footsteps changed.

Like the blurring of the moon phase, pulling out afterimages.

After a few ups and downs, people will go a few feet away, and the last one will come first, chasing Yan Sheng!
As the governor of Beizhen, Qianhu has done a lot of meritorious deeds by patrolling a place, so naturally there will be no shortage of unique learning inheritance.

Apart from the Eight Powers of Coiling Dragon and Exploring Claws taught by Ao Jing, the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Spear passed down by his master.

Qin Wugou also knows a body technique called "Taixu Chasing the Moon Step".

It's like stepping on the void, like chasing the shadow of the moon, transforming into emptiness, and walking with you!
It is the secret practice of Kong Miaoling, the number one thief in the world hundreds of years ago.

Later, it was buried together with the coffin and was lost.

It wasn't until Jing Chao dug the cave that he saw the light of day again and included it in the arsenal.

"Ben Qianhu said that I will hang your head on the city gate! Once you say a word, it is hard to chase, and no one can stop it!"

Qin Wugou's phoenix eyes were full of evil, and he mentioned it in a fit of anger.

As if the shadow of the moon is reflected in the void, the body flickers and moves quickly.

The big gun raised in the palm is like an angry dragon raising its head.

The sharp sharp edge falters, as if shooting with silver light!

If you can't reach it with half a finger, you have to pierce the intercepting assassin who wants to escape!

There was a warning sign in Yan Sheng's heart, and a biting chill appeared on his back, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

The reason why he wants to leave is because he understands that things cannot be done.

According to the original plan, the Blood Eagle Guards joined forces to kill Ji Yuan, Meng Changhe swept up the Tiqi, and dragged Qin Wugou by himself.

Immediately afterwards, Blood Eagle Guard and Meng Changhe came back to help, and together they beheaded the most powerful female Qianhu.

But now, almost all the dead soldiers sent by Zhao Wulie were wiped out.

Meng Changhe may not be able to help, obviously the situation is over.

If that Liaodong mud-legged person joins the battlefield and joins forces with Qin Wugou to attack him, his fate will definitely be worrisome.

In an instant, Yan Sheng analyzed the benefits and risks thoroughly.

That's why they gave up the fierce battle and withdrew decisively.

But Qin Wugou was persistent and pursued him relentlessly, which aroused some anger in his heart.

Coupled with this fierce and swift shot, it is even more frightening.

"If a tiger doesn't show its power, is it really a sick cat?"

The demeanor of a master in the four realms, as well as the survival instinct before life and death, finally made Yan Sheng stop.

The inner aura that has been turned and turned a thousand times is like an ocean pouring down, rushing out of the body with howls!
hum!
The several feet long golden light slashed obliquely, cutting through the air of the wind dragon!

The tip of the spear shot by the silver light is more ferocious than Yan Sheng imagined!

There was a click, like the sound of ripping silk.

The sharp edge tore through the dazzling light of the knife and fell like a phoenix nodding.

Yan Sheng is like a dragon and a tiger, stepping on eight steps in a row, smashing the ground directly.

Muddy muddy water, dirty soil and rocks, cracks like spider webs...appeared in an instant.

Martial arts in the world all pay attention to starting from the ground.

Qin Wugou struck horizontally with his big spear, his blood energy, strength, and essence pierced through each other, connecting him as one!
It seems that people and guns are indistinguishable from each other, thus urging the ultimate lethal power!
But Yan Sheng's "Ling Guan Treading the Mountain" was handled extremely skillfully.

It was as if the dragon elephant was stepping down heavily, and Peiran's strength exploded, almost turning the ground over.

Qin Wugou's footsteps inevitably became slightly chaotic, losing his original size.

The fierce spear waving in his palm also lost some of his vigor.

Yan Sheng grasped this moment of opportunity.

He raised the nine-ringed golden saber, like a blazing fire that started a prairie fire wantonly, stopped the phoenix that was strong enough to blow his head, and nodded, narrowly surviving!
"It turns out that you are... the owner of Yinglue Pavilion, the leader of martial arts, and Yan Sheng of the Life-Severing Saber."

Qin Wugou leaned back, his black hair was like a waterfall, and his golden robe shook.

Taking a step under his feet, he flicked the bright silver spear lightly.

The golden knife light seemed to unload a thousand catties in four or two, and immediately extinguished a raging fire.

At the same time, she flicked her fingers, releasing an imperceptible undercurrent force.

crackle!

The black hat looks like being cut by a sword.

Suddenly it split in two, revealing Yan Sheng's old face.

"You can continue to escape, Patriarch Yan.

However, the direct disciples of the Yinglue Hall, the confidantes of Wu Xing, and the full relatives of the Yan Mansion, where can they escape to?

Exiled for three thousand miles, dispatched to Nine Frontier Pass... After suffering enough, I am afraid that few of them will survive. "

Qin Wugou's eyes rolled, he stood with his gun straight, and casually uttered words of hatred.

"You bitch! Do you think you're going to kill me? If you want to die, okay, I'll give you a ride!"

Showing his true face, Yan Sheng was furious, with a deep killing intent.

He knew that if he couldn't silence Qin Wugou, his whole family would die!
Back then when he boarded Zhao Wulie's ship and agreed to take over the assassination, he wondered if he would come to this point.

But thousands of calculations, the leader of the martial arts did not expect it.

The last move that was missed, turned out to be!
That Liaodong mud-legged man was able to kill the Blood Eagle Guard with one against six!

"If you make a mistake, you will lose everything! Patriarch Yan, if you are arrested without a fight, this thousand households can release your whole family, young and old, without being implicated!"

Qin Wugou narrowed his eyes and said softly.

"Master Yuezhang, don't listen to her bewitching! Offending Beizhen Fusi, entering the Imperial Prison, life would be worse than death!"

Between the mountains and forests on the muddy path, a blood-robed man with a gloomy expression slowly stepped out.

It was indeed Meng Changhe.

His blood eyes reflected the slim figure of Nu Qianhu, and he said with a grim smile:

"You and I work together to kill a thousand households first, and then a hundred households! This is the only way out!"

(End of this chapter)