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The Final Volume - The Legend of Immortals Chapter 191 Death Battle

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    Yang Sheng seemed to be very concerned about the altar. From where the altar was set up, he rode his horse back and forth around the altar, followed by several lamas behind him. I recognized one of them, and he was the one who used it.  People who have searched Chen Chengyi mentally.  He had a very high status at that time, but at this time, he seemed to be the smallest follower, following several other lamas and then followed Yang Sheng together, circling around the altar while directing and saying something.  ?  It has nothing to do with everything tragic on the battlefield.  Yes, what do they have to care about?  This group of people participating in hand-to-hand combat are just half-corpse people created by Yang Sheng. Even if the price is high, they are existences that can be measured in terms of material. Without a growth process, without hard work to water it, without emotions accompanying them all the way, then  It will only be a pity but not a treasure because these are the things that cannot be measured.  Yang Sheng¡¯s behavior was normal, but not like me. When he saw the blood of every courageous person rushing forward, his heart would twitch.  The battle is still going on silently. If you are not in it, you can't understand the brutality of it. The warriors here led by Uncle Hui, these half-corpse elites who originally matched Yang Sheng in terms of numbers, are at a disadvantage. After all, there are only a hundred people.  , corresponding to the fact that hundreds of half-corpse people were almost surrounded.  "As for these monsters, their sense of pain has almost disappeared. Their strong metabolism allows their injuries to heal extremely quickly. In addition, they are extremely powerful. If they collide with flesh and blood, there is no advantage at all.  What is the only support?  It can only be the Tao that we stick to in our hearts, the endless courage generated by our faith. The pictures are like freeze frames, just like the slow motion in the movie. It is heartbreaking and painful, but it is impossible to avoid. A long-haired man  The bearded physique rushed over with blood all over his body. Four or five half-corpse men surrounded him in an instant, and fists fell on him like raindrops. He gritted his teeth and endured it, while blood slipped from the corner of his mouth.  At this time, he refused to let go of the captured half-corpse man in his hands, holding the madness of dying with him, and hit his head hard. Not far from him, there was a relatively young monk who fell to the ground.  He fell to the ground, and he was surrounded by seven or eight half-corpse men. Their feet kept falling on him. He grabbed one of the feet, pulled him to the ground, wrapped his body around him, and then raised his fist. I  My eyes didn¡¯t know where to fall in all the scenes. I saw the heroism of risking life and death just like this punch, and the silent and suppressed life struggle that never had a chance to hit the next punch. I saw  Uncle Hui, who was killed at the front, was shouting something in a low voice. Judging from the shape of his mouth, it seemed that if he killed one more, he would have one more chance. At this time, he was care about how many enemies were killed, and how little more was gained.  The opportunity is at this time, but it is the one that I don¡¯t care about the most, because I remember everything except my own life. Everyone in Yizi Pulse began to get busy, and the art of healing injuries began to work non-stop on the clay in front of everyone.  The human figures began to have more and more cracks. I saw that the faces of everyone who was treating the pulse began to turn pale. In fact, if I remember correctly, the cost of this injury-reversing technique is lifespan!  Under the protection of the two meridians of life and divination, this damage has been slightly reduced. After all, it is defending the way and fighting the way of heaven. Under the seemingly ruthless rules of the operation, there is an extra trace of mercy in it.  In this interlocking and mutually reinforcing protection, for warriors like Uncle Hui, although it was tragic, no one has truly fallen completely until now. This white spear blocked the lower half of Yang Sheng's hand.  The attack of the zombies. On the contrary, the group of people on Yang Sheng's side fell. I don't know how many bodies of these half-corpse people were lying on the snow that was mixed with white and bright red. The first collision, it seemed  We have the advantage, but judging from the serious look on the old leader's face, our victory is not that easy. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that if we continue, sacrifice will be inevitable. Although we have been mentally prepared for a long time, does being mentally prepared mean that it will not hurt?  Judging from the arrangement of the battlefield, the old leader is extremely outstanding. He is not only a master of ministerial nature, but also an excellent tactician. The rise of the Snow Mountain lineage must have experienced a lot of bloody storms in the past, so that he has such a  The tactics are inherited in detail, and all the details are accounted for. But even if I don't understand these tactics, I also understand that this is just the beginning. Although the old leader is calm, I can feel his burden from his seriousness.  Sure enough, over there, Yang Sheng's people couldn't make any progress, which aroused Wu Tian's dissatisfaction. He rode on his war horse and snorted coldly. At this time, dozens of cultivators gathered around him, and they didn't do anything.  Know what to do.  And Yang Sheng, who had been paying attention to the progress of the altar, finally noticed themHe turned around, nodded towards Wu Tian, ??and suddenly shouted towards the half-corpse fighting on the battlefield: "Second plan." What second plan? Just a few simple words made my heart suddenly become heavy.  I stared at the battlefield closely. At this time, I saw Yang Sheng's men suddenly stopped attacking, and instead took out a small bottle from their arms. The sudden change made Uncle Hui and the others unable to stop drinking.  How much time does it take to fill a small bottle?  "Crack" "Crack" is the sound of small bottles breaking. They were not thrown to the ground, but were crushed by Yang Sheng's subordinates. He didn't know what kind of liquid was in the small bottles. Yang Sheng's  After my subordinate drank it, he had such a violent reaction!  In a short period of time, Uncle Hui and the others only had time to stop a dozen of Yang Sheng's subordinates from drinking the liquid. The "roar" reaction was immediate, and immediately one of Yang Sheng's subordinates let out a beast-like roar.  After roaring, he tore off the clothes on his body like a fever, and at the same time took off the mask on his face. Like a chain reaction, all Yang Sheng's subordinates had the same reaction, tearing off their clothes crazily,  The masks were also taken off. The faces under the masks no longer looked like human faces at all. The overgrown fangs formed into canine teeth, which originally deformed the face. At this moment, it is still going to extremes.  At that moment, I seemed to see the old village chiefs one by one, because the flesh on the faces of these Yang Sheng's men began to rot quickly, and then new flesh began to grow and criss-crossed all of a sudden, looking extremely terrifying. Canine teeth, nails  They were also growing continuously and roared, as if they were in great pain, but they were unable to stop it. It was a bit unbearable, and they were already rolling on the ground holding their heads.  The sudden change made Uncle Hui and the others a little at a loss. After all, such a terrifying scene happened to hundreds of people, which made people want to be suddenly in hell. As long as they are normal people, there will be a process of psychological acceptance.  !  It is true that their pain is pitiable. However, this is the most cruel battlefield. For one's own protection and persistence, there is no room for such mercy. There is only a slight hesitation, but Uncle Hui and other warriors still have no hesitation.  Rushing over, fists kept flying, but a shocking scene appeared. Although they were still in the painful process, these people seemed to have subconscious reactions, and they were extremely fast. They were able to avoid Uncle Hui's fists. Even if they avoided  Even if they don't open, Uncle Hui's power can't cause too much damage to these monsters. They just retreat and let out unknown roars, but no one falls down again, and it is difficult to even get injured.  Yang Sheng seemed to have expected this scene and just glanced at the battlefield lightly, as if victory must belong to him, and then turned to care about his altar again.  On the other hand, at this time, Wu Tian had already gathered a group of cultivators around the blood stains left by the horses, and began to move with him as the leader. "I don't know what the consequences of this change will be, but looking at this earth-shattering  In this state of being unable to break through at all, I couldn't help but feel a little anxious in my heart. At this time, the people setting up the formation headed by Uncle Wang were still praying that the mysterious symbol on their foreheads would gradually fade away in a strange way. But what does it mean?  I don¡¯t know at all. I only know that because of this inexplicable blood sacrifice, even the formation of the formation has temporarily stopped. I feel helpless for some reason and my eyes fell on the old leader, but his eyes fell on the angry look.  King Kong didn't look at me, but just said to himself: "These are the dead soldiers of Company A. They are talented orphans collected by Company A from everywhere. They are a huge trump card of Company A. I didn't expect it."  So generous, giving so much to Yang Sheng in one breath. These people are pitiful. They have been brainwashed since childhood and only serve Company A. Even if they sacrifice their lives, it doesn't matter. Why I say this is because of the bottle of liquid they drank.  " "What is that?" I asked in a low voice.  On the battlefield at this time, there were already Yang Sheng's subordinates. The roars gradually began to become lower and no longer as crazy as before. The skin on the face was no longer rotten, but also turned into a deep black, but withered.  There is an inexplicable sense of toughness when applied to the face.  Reminds me of that old wolf¡¯s evolved limbs, the so-called strongest muscles, and even his face is evolving. What about his body?  I haven't looked at it since I couldn't avoid the dazzling black color.  There are also sharp canine teeth and sharp nails. I know that the evolution is almost complete.  "That is the most powerful transformation fluid as mentioned before. It will consume a person's life almost instantly, leaving them only able to survive for more than an hour. If it weren't for the dead soldiers of Company A, who would drink that liquid? They  Very sad?But it is also irreversible.  What follows is bound to be a brutal battle.  "Because" the old master gradually stopped talking. "And in the middle of the battlefield, the warriors were still trying to bring down these monsters without giving up, but it was useless. Their instinctive speed was too fast and their ability to resist blows was too strong.  It takes a little effort to talk, but it¡¯s useless. How distressing is this? ¡°Why?  "My voice began to tremble a little. I felt that I must continue to ask this question. "Because these people are dead soldiers, why are the people here not dead soldiers?  When this King Kong statue was erected, it already represented the determination to die, using life to withstand the unbearable force!  Do you know what kind of nickname this King Kong has in private?  "There was also deep sorrow hidden in the voice of the old leader. He finally moved his eyes away from the statue of Angry King Kong and looked at the snowy sky. The snow had become very heavy at this moment, and hot blood fell on the snow.  Above it, it was covered with snowflakes, which also covered the people who were motionless. The shoulders of me and the old leader were covered with snowflakes. I don¡¯t know why, but the tears in my eyes began to fill my blurred vision. What I saw was  The figure of Uncle Hui vigorously waving his fists made me sad, but the voice always appeared in my ears: "Well, I want to eat eggs."  "Porcelain horse was stunned."  "Well, I want to challenge you."  "How tragic is he on the battlefield at this moment? Compared to me, Hui Gen'er is much quieter. Only the dragon on his arm seems to be coming to life because his muscles are trembling. "The voice of the old leader also sounded at this time.  Finally it fell into my ears: "His nickname is actually the King of Sad Tears. If you ask it to borrow power, it will inevitably shed tears, you see." In the blurred tearful eyes, I saw that it looked like it was about to come back to life.  The angry-eyed King Kong has quietly changed at this time. The eyes that should have been wide-open and glaring at all the evil in the world have gradually lowered the original sharp eyes, becoming extremely compassionate, as if a person is about to cry.  "Of course it is benevolent. It can lend infinite power as long as life can bear it to help you eliminate the evil in the world. However, the law of heaven cannot be violated. If you use the infinite power that does not belong to you, you will naturally have to pay a price.  It is impossible for the human body to bear it like this. It can only bear it with burning life force, and it will also cause irreversible injuries. Therefore, it grieves for those who borrow its power. It is called the King of Sad Tears.  "The voice of the old leader was distant, as if he was telling a story. "No." My tears fell down again, and when they fell on my face, they turned from hot to cold in an instant. But, I know that this cannot prevent the sacrifice from being inevitable.  , Inevitably, in the blur, I looked at Uncle Hui's figure and he didn't look back. I saw another person sitting at the forefront of the battlefield, with a very leisurely and calm posture, holding the familiar dry tobacco pole and staring at the battlefield, staring at the battlefield.  With the comrade who has been with them for decades, they kept trying to fight each other, but they never really fought. Everyone knew that they often shared life and death battles. Now, he stood at the front and started the first battle.  He watched him with calm eyes during the battle. "Master," I clenched my fist quietly. At this time, the first person among Yang Sheng's subordinates to complete the transformation finally appeared. He roared without any warning.  He hugged the warrior who was struggling to attack him. Chang's nails suddenly pierced into the warrior's flesh. Then he bit down and raised his head, and a spurt of blood flew up. A piece of flesh was torn open.
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