Destined Martial God

C1872 phagocytosis



C1872 phagocytosis

1Within the Bloody Mist Mountain!    
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Using the assistance of the Twin Laws of the Flash, the moment Yu Haoran's Bloodthirsty constitution officially levelled up to become a Blood Devouring Physique, he was able to rush to the front of the Blood Mist Mountain Range in time.    

    

Without the slightest hesitation, he used his pure physical strength and with the momentum of the hemp rope's rotation, directly threw Wu Zhengjun into the depths of the Blood Mist Mountain Range.    

    

Even if Wu Zhengjun had lost the essence of his body, the defense of his body at the early fifth stage of Martial Emperor would not be weakened at all. Yu Haoran was not worried that the force of the impact would hurt him.    

    

"Howl!"    

    

Just as Wu Zhengjun was thrown into a pool of stream spring water deep within the Blood Mist Mountain Range, a gigantic blood tiger suddenly appeared beside him.    

    

The blood tiger growled softly as it stared at the enticing food in the spring.    

    

During the advancement to the Blood Devouring Physique, the bloodthirsty physique would forcefully extract all of the life essence from the flesh and blood, and then fuse it into the heart which had the function of blood, thus achieving the basic requirements for advancing to the physique.    

    

It was also because of this reason that the body of Wu Zhengjun, who looked like a withered tree, contained such a difficult large amount of pure blood energy.    

    

And to the strange beasts and evil martial artists of the Blood Mist Mountain Range, this rich and pure blood type energy was comparable to a first-grade spirit medicine.    

    

Therefore, as the gigantic blood tiger stared greedily at Wu Zhengjun, more than twenty blood red beasts gathered around the stream spring, as well as three evil warriors who had reached the peak of the ninth stage of the Martial Saint.    

    

"Whoosh!"    

    

As spirits of all living things, the three evil Martial Saint Expert s quickly realized that as time passed, the large amount of pure blood energy contained within the shriveled up human body would attract more and more powerful beasts and similar opponents.    

    

Therefore, after the three of them looked at each other, one of them, a skinny warrior who was good at speed, rushed towards Wu Zhengjun who was in the water at an extreme speed, breaking through the air resistance.    

    

"Howl!"    

    

"Hiss!"    

    

"Roar!"    

    

Just as the three Evil Warriors made their move, the surrounding area of the stream spring was immediately surrounded by the angry roars of over twenty beasts.    

    

Accompanied by angry roars, the blood tiger beside the stream spring, the twenty odd beasts around the stream spring all rushed towards the skinny warrior who was planning to snatch Wu Zhengjun away at the same time.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

Just as the body of the blood tiger closest to its target was about to move, a blood-red sword light slashed down on its forehead.    

    

Although its strong defense did not heavily injure the blood tiger, the impact from the blood colored sword beam caused it to retreat more than a dozen steps.    

    

"AHH!"    

    

However, just as the Blood Tiger was pushed back by the Evil Realm warrior's sneak attack and was about to attack again, the skinny warrior who had been grabbing onto Wu Zhengjun's shoulder suddenly roared out.    

    

Accompanied by miserable howls and howls, the thin martial artist's body rapidly shriveled up.    

    

In just three seconds, the skinny warrior with a cultivation at the peak of the ninth stage of Martial Saint turned into a pile of white powder and floated towards the flowing spring water.    

    

The skinny warrior's flesh and soul essence officially activated the process of his Blood Devouring Physique levelling up. The force of traction that had been lurking in Wu Zhengjun's body all this time suddenly appeared on top of his head and formed a black hole with a diameter of one meter. It forcefully pulled and devoured the blood mist in the surroundings as well as all the creatures with abundant blood and essence.    

    

Wu Zhengjun's instantaneous devouring of the skinny warrior had already made his comrade sense the danger. When the black hole formed by the force of traction appeared, the strong, fatal vigilance made him turn around immediately, intending to escape.    

    

It was a pity that Evil Warriors at the peak of the ninth stage of Martial Saint possessed a body full of flesh and blood essence, which was the energy required for the Blood Devouring Physique to advance.    

    

Therefore, the force of traction that had abruptly increased its power enveloped the evil warrior directly, and then forcefully sucked him into the black hole.    

    

The death of the skinny warrior turned into white powder, as well as his companion being forcefully devoured by the black hole, made the 20 odd beasts around the stream spring and the remaining Evil Warrior immediately realize that the dried up corpse within the stream spring was not a treasure that contained pure blood Qi, but rather an evil being that represented killing intent and disaster.    

    

Therefore, the evil warriors and the twenty odd beasts turned around and fled into the depths of the Blood Mist Mountain Range without the slightest hesitation.    

    

However, the blood mist around the that contained a large amount of blood energy and the two Martial Saint Expert that were at the peak of the ninth stage allowed the suction force of the black hole to increase further.    

    

The rapidly expanding force of traction enveloped all the beasts and evil warriors who were planning to escape, and then forcefully dragged them into the black hole.    

    

Although the twenty odd beasts and evil warriors had used more than half of their own demonic and soul power to frantically increase the strength of their struggling force of traction, facing the increasingly powerful force of traction, they ultimately did not escape their fate of being devoured.    

    

"God of Pills, what's going on?"    

    

Seeing Wu Zhengjun floating in the spring, the black hole above their heads started to devour more than twenty beasts and evil warriors, Zhongli Mingjing and Zhongli Qingyang who had rushed over afterwards had expressions of shock and disbelief.    

    

As for Zhongli Mingjing, who had already attained the War God Realm of a Neogene period, he could vaguely feel a familiar feeling, as if he had heard of this kind of scene in the past.    

    

However, because the interval was too long, he couldn't remember it for a while, so he couldn't help but ask.    

    

"The advancement of my special physique!" Withdrawing his gaze from Wu Zhengjun, Yu Haoran turned around and replied indifferently.    

    

"The advancement of my special physique!"    

    

Repeating the content of Yu Haoran's reply, Zhongli Mingjing used the content of the reply to stimulate his subconscious mind, using it to find an answer that felt familiar.    

    

Suddenly, a light flashed through his mind, allowing him to finally understand the source of the familiar feeling.    

    

"To the Pill God, could it be that this little friend in the main army possesses a bloodthirsty special physique?" Zhongli Mingjing whose expression suddenly tensed up asked.    

    

"That's right!" Yu Haoran nodded in acknowledgement.    

    

"Is the current state of my friend Pill God the result of the advancement of his bloodthirsty physique?" Zhongli Mingjing, whose eyes flashed with a trace of fear, asked nervously.    

    

"That's right!" Yu Haoran continued to nod his head as he admitted it.    

    

After receiving Yu Haoran's confirmation, Zhongli Mingjing consecutively retreated a few steps back. At the same time, his eyes revealed a look of fear and complexity as he looked at the black hole on top of Wu Zhengjun's head that was currently devouring everything.    

    

"Ancestor Ming Jing, what is going on?" Zhongli Mingjing was extremely confused by Zhongli Mingjing's strange actions just now.    

    

"Qingyang, if the special physique of our young friend can be improved, then it would be our Zhongli family's honor to be able to marry our young friend!" Looking at Wu Zhengjun's shriveled up body, which was beginning to get rich, Zhongli Mingjing sighed with a complicated expression.    

    


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