Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 750
The reason why I felt awkward before was because I was not proficient, and I didn't seem to be able to comprehend it very well, so although every move was well-defined, it lacked agility after all.

After that, after a long time, he became more and more proficient in the control of punching heat, strength and angle.

Therefore, while pursuing lethality, it also began to pay attention to aesthetics.

All the self-contained exercises in the world, the first condition is that they can be integrated and completed overnight, the more smooth and smooth the less flaws will be.

Fan Denglong closed his eyes, stepped on the black steps, and with the punches and punches, the ghosts fell to the ground one by one.

Bang
Like the sound of gold and iron horses,

However, Fan Denglong staggered forward, and he was caught off guard so that he suddenly opened his eyes.

After falling into the realm of emptiness, he punched and punched tirelessly, and each punch could take away a ghost. The hearty battle made him unconsciously indulged in it, so much so that he even forgot the time.

Not to mention the ghosts that condensed for the second time were all defeated by him, even the ghosts that condensed again disappeared.

The spirit house that he accidentally broke into this time allowed him to comprehend a set of boxing techniques by chance, and also vaguely had a chance with the set of thick soil skills passed down to him by the Liquan sword. ah.

The sky was gray, but the Yin Qi did not continue to condense into more powerful ghosts as before.

Inside the sarcophagus, the beads in the hands of the corpse began to throb violently, even the sarcophagus was also floating.

The corner of Fan Denglong's mouth was smiling, and seeing this situation, he knew that the donkey was probably at the end of his rope.

Powerful ghosts cannot be condensed with enough Yin Qi.

"What the hell is this bead? It can have such a powerful energy."

Fan Denglong secretly guessed, but with his poor knowledge, he couldn't tell why.

"Even dead, he has such awe and prestige. It's so powerful."

Fan Denglong stared coldly at the corpse in the sarcophagus, "I beat up so many lackeys of yours, don't you want to show it?"

On this wide square, there was no one other than Fan Denglong. He said so, of course there was only one target, the corpse in the sarcophagus.

"If you don't come out again, then don't blame me for being rude."

Fan Denglong stretched out his hand and made a move, and the long spear left on the ground returned to his hand in an instant, and suddenly a burst of gun air shot straight at the sarcophagus.

Peng,
Seeing that the gun air was about to hit the sarcophagus, the corpse in the sarcophagus suddenly raised a hand, and the Yin Qi in the air immediately surrounded the sarcophagus, forming an indestructible barrier. The sarcophagus was pushed far away, but it did not damage it in the slightest.

"Jie Jie,"

"I didn't expect such a powerful Qi Refining Cultivator to exist after a hundred years,"

Some creepy sounds came from all directions, the corpse in the sarcophagus suddenly opened its eyes, and the sword inlaid with precious jewels on the left hand stood in the air, and the corpse crawled out of the sarcophagus step by step.

Although he spoke, Fan Denglong couldn't feel any vitality from him.

"Although your strength is a bit weak, you must be one of the best in the world now. Anyway, I will accept you reluctantly."

The man was talking to himself there, as if Fan Denglong's life and death had already been pinched in his hands.

"Accept me? What do you want to do?"

Fan Denglong asked coldly.

"This seat will refine you into a golden corpse, and then you will be immortal. The dream you pursue can be regarded as this seat that will help you realize your wish."

Fan Denglong squinted his eyes, "What a big tone,"

"is it?"

"You will soon see how powerful I am,"

The corpse held an empty hand, and the Yin Qi gathered around the sarcophagus before once again condensed into ghosts one by one.

This time, Fan Denglong seemed to see dozens of things that looked like corpses. Although they were not alive, they were substantial.

"Jie Jie, take your time and play with him."

With a wave of the corpse's hand, dozens of ghosts rushed forward, while he himself was rubbing the bead he was holding in his hand.

The whole body is blue, exuding a strange light.

The corpse absorbed the surrounding Yin Qi, and then breathed it out, as if it was nourishing the bead.

"You want to know the origin of this bead?"

Seeing that Fan Denglong's attention was all on the beads in his hand, the corpse couldn't help feeling proud.

"Anyway, you are about to become the golden corpse of this seat. Since you want to know, then this seat will also fulfill you."

Fan Denglong didn't say anything, but the corpse began to murmur, and he wanted to take the initiative to tell the origin of the beads.

"Corpses are also afraid of loneliness?"

Fan Denglong is very strange. After lying alone for a long time, he will definitely have a lot of things to tell someone.
"This is a yin spirit stone, originally produced in the bitter cold place in the northwest, and it is used to gather yin energy."

The corpse pointed at the Yin Lingshi with a proud expression on its face.

Needless to say, Fan Denglong also knew what was said later, it just means that this Yin Lingshi is rare in the world, and if he can get one, it must be luck against the heavens.

"Want to know why this seat can be resurrected in this way?"

The corpse seemed to have been alone for too long, held back for too long, and actually showed off to Fan Denglong under such circumstances.

This is the most proud thing in his life. If no one knows, then wouldn't this be a pearl covered in dust?
"Haha, it's just a little trick of carving insects."

Fan Denglong chuckled, very disdainful.

"Hmph, you're just playing tricks, but you really want to know in your heart."

The corpse also sneered, but there was a hint of anger in it.

"It's nothing more than refining yourself into a zombie that is neither human nor ghost, unable to enter the six realms of reincarnation, and can only hide in this world."

Fan Denglong looked at him, "Am I right?"

"It doesn't make sense,"

The sentence of hiding made the corpse feel very humiliated, the veins on his forehead popped up, and he wanted to beat someone very much.

"I'm panicking like a mouse crossing the street all day long, I can only hide in this dark place and dream of my own sweet dreams. This kind of immortality is so ridiculous."

Fan Denglong looked at the corpse with contempt, and his answer confirmed his guess.

"court death,"

To be precise, it was the corpse of a zombie who yelled loudly, and the ghost that had stopped in place attacked Fan Denglong again.

"I think you are the one who is looking for death,"

Fan Denglong also shouted loudly, his figure was erratic, the dozens of ghosts rushing towards him were useless in front of him, bypassing the ghosts, Fan Denglong went straight to grab the zombies.

No, to be precise, Fan Denglong's goal is the Yin Lingshi in the hands of the zombies.

For such a rare thing, no matter what its purpose is, get it first and then talk about it.

(End of this chapter)