C139 Danger

When Ming Yang saw the Blue Luan on the ground vomiting blood, his muddy old eyes revealed a hint of worry. He saw that the Blue Luan's face was ghastly pale.

Dark red blood slowly flowed out from the corner of her mouth and dripped onto the white jade ground. It was extremely sad and beautiful, and her body was also trembling non-stop, showing the pain she was currently enduring.

Her aura became sluggish as her delicate body continued to tremble. She immediately began to cough violently. Following which, fresh blood gushed out from the corner of her mouth and she immediately fainted.

When the berserk Qi had attacked her, she hadn't even had time to react before she had been struck ruthlessly in the chest.

Following this intense collision, dozens of Qi Paths were instantly split open within the Green Luan's body. The inner core within its Dantian also suffered a huge impact. If it did not have some foundation, it was likely that it would lose its life due to this wild and violent energy.

From this, it could be seen that the violent spiritual energy from before contained a terrifying amount of energy.

When they talked about their cultivations, they were all around the same level. All of them were at the mid to late stage of Core Formation, and under the impact of the violent Spiritual Energy just now, the few of them were affected to different degrees. At this moment, their auras were completely dispirited.

However, when they saw the thing that had suddenly appeared behind Ming Yang, all of their pupils narrowed. After being stunned for a moment, their reactions were vastly different.

When Song Wufeng saw the monster with the eight hideous heads on top of his head, he instantly crawled backwards while trembling and continuously roared: "It's none of my business, it's none of my business! If you want to kill them, go find them. I don't know anything! "

It was no wonder that he had lost his composure. The creature Wang Huan was in was simply too bizarre. Fist-sized, hideous heads had grown up around his handsome face. In the span of a breath, the eight heads had opened and closed their needle-like mouths.

This mouth was completely out of proportion to the head, occupying two-thirds of the space. Only when the wound reached the throat was it connected by a thin layer of black skin.

Behind Wang Huan was a dense mass of tentacles that danced behind his back, corroding the surrounding air and causing it to emit bursts of white smoke. Clearly, they were highly toxic!

Contrary to how it was for Song Wufeng, when Liu Mu saw the monster that suddenly appeared behind Ming Yang, his pupils contracted and a terrified cry resounded beside Ming Yang's ears: "Be careful, there's something behind you!"

However, after he uttered this cry, his chest immediately began to hurt, and a cough that was filled with pain immediately followed!

Just as Liu Mu's slightly frightened shout attracted everyone's attention, the monster behind Ming Yang revealed a sinister smile. Soon after, countless tentacles began to envelop the area like an inescapable net.

The instant Liu Mu issued a warning, Ming Yang also reacted in an instant. A muffled roar suddenly rang out from his throat. As the Spiritual Energy within his body surged out, a fist ruthlessly bombarded backwards.

At this moment, Ming Yang also knew that anything that could silently appear behind him would definitely not be an easy thing to accomplish. He did not care about forcefully maneuvering the Spiritual Energy within his body and what kind of serious injuries would occur. He only had one thought, and that was to preserve his old life.

"Bam!" Ming Yang mobilized all the spiritual energy in his body and threw a punch that carried a majestic amount of energy. Without even turning his head back, he fiercely punched behind him. Wherever the punch passed, the surrounding air was fiercely pressured, letting out an explosive bang!

From this, one could see just how powerful the energy contained within this fist was. If a late Core Formation Stage cultivator were to be struck by this fist, they would most likely die instantly. However, when the fist that contained such an energy clashed against the countless fine tentacles, it was as though he had hit cotton, leaving him with no way to use any of his strength.

When Ming Yang's fist, which contained all the spiritual power in his body, came into contact with it, the fine tentacles seemed to have received some sort of traction as they instantly wrapped around his fist.

At the same time these tentacles wrapped around his fist, a hint of fear appeared on Ming Yang's elderly face.

"Drip, drip!" As Mingyang's fist struck the countless tentacles, Wang Huan let out a strange sound. It sounded like ridicule, but it was also a cry of pain. It caused the pores on the body to let out cold breaths.

When this strange cry came out from his mouth, the malevolent heads surrounding his head revealed a sinister smile, and immediately after, a huge suction force emanated from the tentacles.

The spiritual energy in Mingyang's body was like a flood that was released as it rushed out of his meridians and was then forcibly absorbed.

As the spiritual energy in Ming Yang's body continued to drain, the tentacles that were originally wrapped around his fist began to grow crazily in speed. In the blink of an eye, his entire body was wrapped up by the tentacles.

"Humph!" As the dense tentacles wrapped around Ming Yang's body, he was shocked to find that from the countless tentacles around his body, a strong corrosive force gushed out.

This corrosive force seemed to be able to easily dissolve the Spiritual Energy within his body. His skin was also numbed and a pungent white smoke continued to rise from the places where the tentacles made contact with his skin.

"Bastard!" Seeing that this tentacle not only absorbed the spiritual energy within his body, but also had such a strong corrosive property, Ming Yang's eyes immediately widened in anger, and a furious roar resounded from his mouth.

Following this roar, the thumb sized Nascent Soul inside Ming Yang's body immediately burst out with intense light. Soon after, a wave of boundless Spiritual Energy suddenly appeared in his meridians.

"Bam!" A majestic Spiritual Energy surged out from his body and instantly shattered the slender tentacles that were entangling him. As these tentacles shattered, the originally entangled skin appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Hiss!" After Ming Yang was wrapped by the tentacles, he reappeared. Everyone immediately sucked in a breath of cold air before involuntarily swallowing a mouthful of saliva to ease their parched throats.

At this moment, Ming Yang's exposed skin had already turned into a bloody mess. Meanwhile, white smoke was still continuously rising from his skin.

As the white smoke rose up, the skin that had escaped the entanglement of the tentacles began to melt at a terrifying speed. In the blink of an eye, the eerie bones within were revealed!

"Ah …" As his skin was completely corroded, Ming Yang's mouth immediately emitted a mournful scream. His usually calm and composed face had now become distorted, showing the pain he was enduring.

"Bastard. Let him go! " Just as Ming Yang let out a painful howl, a fierce shout suddenly rang out and a blood-red figure appeared in front of "Wang Huan".

A claw-like palm furiously swiped at his head. A cold light tore through the air as it appeared right in front of Wang Huan's face.

Even before the beast claw had arrived, the sharp wind that was contained within it had already ripped open many bloody lines on his face. With such power, if this claw were to land on his face, his head would probably be instantly torn to shreds!

Just as the claw, which contained an incomparable sharpness, was about to reach the latter's face, a sudden change occurred. One could see that the originally fist-sized head of a horde of beasts, which was encircled around 'Wang Huan's' head, had instantly expanded before it viciously bit at the incoming beast claw.

Even the owner of the beast claws couldn't react in time. When he discovered that the head had suddenly become larger, he already felt that something was wrong. After a furious roar, he forcefully retracted the beast claws.

However, even so, it was still a moment too slow. The connection between its head and his head suddenly extended like a rubber band by several times. Soon after, it viciously bit onto the beast claw that could not be retracted in time!

"Crack!" Along with a heart palpitating cracking sound, the owner of the beast claw immediately felt an excruciating pain from his palm. Soon after, he saw all five of his fingers being bitten off by the fierce head.

"Bastard!" As his fingers were bitten off by the roots, the person who had just arrived immediately gnashed his teeth and let out a loud curse, before throwing a powerful kick towards Wang Huan.

This person was the Nascent Soul cultivator, Teng Tian Xu. He had suffered serious internal injuries from the violent Spiritual Energy attack earlier and was planning to quickly recover the Spiritual Energy that was moving around in his body.

However, he had not expected that the monster that Wang Huan had transformed into would instantly suppress Ming Yang. This made him somewhat unable to react in time.

He and Ming Yang had known each other for dozens of years. Although there were some misunderstandings, ever since Ming Yang told him about Xiang Ming, Teng Tian Xu felt a sense of gratitude.

To find this person, even he could not remember the pain that Teng Tian Xu had suffered all these years. The reason why he was able to eliminate Nameless from the ancient ruins was all because of Ming Yang.

At this moment, seeing that Wang Huan was in danger, Teng Tian Xu's anger rose. He wanted to rescue him, but he underestimated Wang Huan. "Wang Huan!"

After fusing with the demon spirits of the Grand Celestial Beast, although Wang Huan's body was no longer under his control, his cultivation had reached a terrifying level.

That demon spirit was comparable to a demon beast at the late stage of tribulation. At that level, its cultivation was already extremely tyrannical. Even if there was only one demon spirit left, it was still not something that a Nascent Soul stage cultivator could easily contend with.

"Clang!" A crisp metallic sound rang out from beneath Teng Tian Xu's feet. He immediately felt as if his leg had hit a steel plate, and his soles instantly became numb.

However, a hint of ridicule could be seen in the blood-red eyes of "Wang Huan," who was standing opposite him. The countless tentacles on his back danced crazily, following the kick that had landed on his chest.

Ruthlessness immediately surged into Teng Tian Xu's eyes when he saw the countless number of tentacles spreading over. Immediately, a layer of dense scales swiftly surfaced on his calves.

When these scales appeared, they instantly covered his entire calf before finally covering the foot that was being entangled by the tentacles. A furious look flashed across Teng Tian Xu's eyes as a majestic Spiritual Energy suddenly burst out from the sole of his foot and violently smashed into "Wang Huan's" chest.

"Bang!" Following a muffled sound, 'Wang Huan' was slightly shaken by a boundless Spiritual Energy. The tentacles that wrapped around the latter's feet also broke apart.

Seeing that his foot did not cause the slightest bit of damage to this person, who was neither a human nor a ghost, a stern look appeared in Teng Tian Xu's eyes.

His remaining hand was quickly covered by scales as well. After that, it turned into an ice-cold beast claw that fiercely slashed at Ming Yang's tentacles. He bellowed, "Old man, I'll save you …"