Endless Ascension

Chapter 63: Chapter 63, The Powerful Talisman ?

Apart from Qin Xiangtian and Qin Kuang, the two humanoid BOSSes, this was Qin Ze's first encounter with a monster-shaped BOSS. His heart was filled with excitement, looking forward to a huge explosion of loot.

Thinking of the potential loot, Qin Ze swallowed and showed a greedy expression.

The Thousand-Year Corpse King had a long health bar on top of its head, and its feet shone with golden light, emitting an infinite temptation. Qin Ze saw this and was delighted in his heart.

How could he not kill when seeing a BOSS?

He had no way to deal with Qin Xiangtian and Qin Kuang. His strength wasn't enough. Trying to kill them would undoubtedly be seeking death. This was also the reason why he came to the Kunlun Mountains. After exposing his strength in Qinghe City, staying there any longer would only lead to disaster.

If he wanted to kill Qin Xiangtian and them, his strength had to be strong enough. Otherwise, it would be difficult to shake them.

Qin Ze entered the Kunlun Mountains, aiming to level up and cultivate. His goal was only one, to kill Qin Xiangtian and Qin Kuang.

Putting Yi Qianhan down, Qin Ze secretly crept up again, hiding aside, his eyesstare at the Corpse King, showing excitement.

The Thousand-Year Corpse King exhaled a mouthful of crimson turbid air from its body. Its eyes looked around and gently twisted its neck. Cracking sounds like firecrackers rang out from its body. Then, a sinister smile appeared on its bloody and flesh-covered cheek, like a malicious ghost.

"Whoo-ha-ha... I'm out... Whoo-ha-ha..."

The Corpse King was extremely excited and laughed loudly towards the sky.

It was originally a drop of essence blood of an ancient demon king. After decades of cultivation, it finally transformed into a humanoid form. Just when it was about to break through and kill everywhere, it was discovered by a cultivator who used a supreme formation to suppress it for thousands of years.

As time passed, the formation was damaged, and its consciousness gradually woke up. It cultivated the divine power technique and tried to break through the formation. But unfortunately, the cultivator who suppressed it used supreme magic power. Even after a thousand years of cultivation, it couldn't break through. Today, if it weren't for the destruction of the formation's eye and the weakening of the formation's power, it would have been impossible for it to break out of the formation.

The accumulated anger for a thousand years now burst out from the ground. The violent air on its body was very thick. Even hundreds of meters away, Qin Ze could feel that kind of flame that seemed to come from hell.

"Die!"

With a sharp shout, a golden knife condensed by Qigong slashed down forcefully.

After one move, its figure changed again, accelerating the charging speed. Its fists were like hammers, smashing heavily towards the chest of the Corpse King...

"Ha-ha... Foolish humans, don't you know the strength of our demon race's bodies? Ha-ha..."

The Thousand-Year Corpse King endured two moves. Qin Ze observed secretly. The health bar on its head hardly moved. He thought in his heart, "It seems that ordinary physical attacks have no effect."

Two consecutive moves didn't cause any damage to the Thousand-Year Corpse King. Lin Yan was shocked in his heart and quickly retreated.immediately Fang Kui and Xue Dingshan immediately came forward to prevent the Corpse King from attacking by surprise.

"Senior brother, shall we go?"

"Go. But, hehe..." Yang Han sneered twice and said, "Wait until they all die before going."

Was the Thousand-Year Corpse King so easy to deal with?

Yang Han saw at a glance that the Thousand-Year Corpse King was an abandoned race of the demon race. Although abandoned, it still had the body of the demon race, an extremely powerful body. Ordinary attacks were simply difficult to cause substantial damage to it.

Lin Yan of course knew this. The first two moves were just tests. After getting the result, he immediately changed the attack.

"Fang Kui, Dingshan, hold him back. Chang Feng, prepare the talisman." Lin Yan quickly commanded. The three immediately followed his instructions. Fang Kui and Xue Dingshan rushed up.

Chang Feng took out a talisman. Golden light flickered on the talisman.

The golden light that suppresses supreme evil.

The expression of the Thousand-Year Corpse King changed greatly. Feeling a hint of danger, it turned its head to look at Chang Feng and growled lowly. Its blood and Qi churned within its body. Blood beads kept shooting out from its body. A face full of rotten flesh showed a strong anger. "Blood Explosion..."

With a dull shout, all the released blood beads suddenly exploded.

"Retreat..."

Lin Yan shouted loudly, protecting in front of Chang Feng, his gaze like torches.

"Boom boom boom..."

The explosion was like thunder. The blood beads exploded. The ruins above turned into a blood-red fog, like a drizzle slowly falling.immediately, they condensed again into small blood beads, gathering bit by bit, and finally were absorbed into the body of the Corpse King.

The Blood Magic Technique. Blood is all the power.

Fang Kui's chest exploded. Xue Dingshan's mouth bled from the shock. Lin Yan's face turned pale. His powerless eyesstare a the Corpse King.

"Foolish humans, daring to anger the demon race. You all go to hell."

The Corpse King shouted angrily and suddenly charged up, like a heavy bomb, shooting out rapidly.

Its whole body was blood-colored. Its eyes were dark red. Two powerful red flames condensed on its fists and smashed down forcefully...

"Explode!"

Chang Feng behind Lin Yan suddenly rushed out. The golden talisman suddenly started to operate. Before the Thousand-Year Corpse King could throw a punch, the talisman suddenly rolled up and stuck to its body. Chang Feng shouted loudly.

"Boom boom boom..."

Golden light shot out in all directions. Flames splashed everywhere. The talisman that suppressed all evil forces emitted an extremely powerful energy, frantically devouring the blood and Qi of the Thousand-Year Corpse King.

At this moment, Qin Ze's heart trembled. The power of the talisman was too powerful. One talisman injured half of the Corpse King's health. He thought, "It seems that I have to get a few talismans to play with sometime..."

"Ah, ah, ah..."

The Corpse King wailed in pain, protecting its inner core and resisting the power of the talisman with all its strength.

"Unexpectedly, they actually brought the Evil-Suppressing Talisman." Yang Han coldly shouted. He shook the fan in his hand and Qigong was quietly released. A powerful momentum erupted. At the same time, the Qigong of several people beside him was all released, ready to attack.

"Chang Feng, another Evil-Suppressing Talisman." Lin Yan shouted urgently.

This was a good opportunity to kill the Thousand-Year Corpse King. As long as another Evil-Suppressing Talisman was used, all the blood and Qi on its body could be devoured. Without blood and Qi, it would be like trash.

Chang Feng searched in his space ring for a while. Suddenly, his eyes became dull and he became anxious. "There's another Evil-Suppressing Talisman on Qianhan."

At the beginning, they pooled all their merit points and exchanged for a total of two Evil-Suppressing Talismans. For safety, one was placed on Chang Feng and one on Yi Qianhan.

But now, Yi Qianhan was gone.

Lin Yan was extremely anxious and said, "Everyone, attack together and kill it."

Before he could rush out, a white figure, a fan swayed, and Yang Han appeared in front of the Thousand-Year Corpse King. With two fingers inserted, sharp Qigong condensed on his fingers and directly inserted into the chest of the Corpse King...

"Not good. He wants to seize the inner core."

Chang Feng shouted loudly. At the moment, regardless of anything else, he circulated Qigong in his hand and pounced with all his strength.

Yang Han indeed wanted to take out the inner core of the Corpse King. The inner core that had been cultivated for a thousand years was a supreme treasure. Refining the inner core. Perhaps he could step into the Void Realm within a few years. By then, it would be no problem to挤进 the top 50 inner disciples.

"Inner core?"

"What is an inner core?"

Qin Ze thought secretly in his heart. Looking at the constantly decreasing health of the Thousand-Year Corpse King, he wasn't in a hurry. His intuition told him that the Thousand-Year Corpse King couldn't be so weak. The anger that had been suppressed for a thousand years hadn't been vented yet. So many people came to seize its inner core that had been cultivated for a thousand years. Wasn't this adding fuel to the fire?

At the moment, he secretly crept back, looked at the unconscious Yi Qianhan, showing an innocent expression, and said, "Sorry. I definitely have no intention of being disrespectful."

Looking at Yi Qianhan's curvaceous figure, his heart throbbed. He reached his hand into her bosom and touched her breasts...