"...I'm sorry." After a long time, Guyu lowered his eyes and whispered. Le Zheng Yingtian glanced at his daughter, smiled lovingly and stroked her head, and focused his energy on the battle again. The rain bamboo forest is also a miserable scene at this moment. The green and strong bamboo forest was wiped out one by one by the scarlet sword in the hand of Hell Yanling. The tip of the giant blade was filled with strong murderous intent, and the blood-red light almost dyed the entire Going to Tianji, those who are less able to bear such a terrifying scene will faint immediately after seeing it. Zhang Liangsheng did not expect that the Hell Flame Spirit's attack would be so powerful. All the internal organs were trembling with terrifying frequency, and streams of dark energy burst out in his body one after another. Zhang Liangsheng finally couldn't help it, and painfully spurted out blood mixed with fragments of internal organs. The fog flew straight out towards the damaged rain bamboo forest behind it like a kite with a broken string. After rolling several times on the ground, Zhang Liangsheng grabbed the ground with his palms. However, even so, Zhang Liangsheng was unable to withstand the huge pressure in the end, and finally fell down helplessly, looking quite miserable. With just one terrible attack, Zhang Liangsheng felt that all the energy in his body had been severely drained, and the shock in his heart was self-evident. At least before starting the battle, he never expected that he would fall into such a disadvantage in such a short period of time. "Damn it...it's actually going to be like this..." Zhang Liangsheng was breathing heavily, his arms on the ground were shaking violently, and blood was flowing down his arms. Zhang Liangsheng suddenly felt that the dark earth began to vibrate with a rhythmic tremor. There was a sign of rupture. He subconsciously looked up and saw that the Hell Flame Spirit was actually walking towards him again! "Damn little bastard, what's wrong, do you feel like you're going to die now? It's still early for you to die. You haven't fully experienced what the Hell Flame Spirit is capable of! Oh, I forgot to tell you, don't look at me Yu Yan Ling is big, but he eats food slowly and slowly. I think you want to die easily, but it is not that easy." Following bursts of laughter as harsh as a broken bellows, Brother Qian began to wave the cane with a huge skull in his hand without sparing any effort. Every time the cane was hit hard, it would set off a terrifying energy fluctuation. And when the dark purple ball of light suddenly rose up into the sky the moment it approached the Hell Flame Spirit, it actually struck hard downwards along the Hell Flame Spirit. The rotten flesh all over the Hell Flame Spirit's body trembled violently, and it immediately seemed like it was dead. There was still no reaction, but the whole thing exuded a more terrifying and dangerous atmosphere.Zhang Liangsheng, who suffered serious internal injuries, took this opportunity and immediately gritted his teeth and got up to distance himself from the monster in front of him. Now he understood that being pulled into the opponent's rhythm for close combat was just a waste of time for him. That’s all. New methods must be found. After stabilizing himself, Zhang Liangsheng didn't have time to think too much and immediately took 4 of the funerary pills he had just put into the Haiyuan Ring. After grunting, Zhang Liangsheng swallowed the burial medicine into his mouth. Zhang Liangsheng felt that his internal organs, which had just experienced endless severe pain, began to be repaired little by little. Although the pain was still there, it was much better than at the beginning. He must find a way to deal with this piece of shit today. But when he wanted to replenish his energy for fighting, he found waves of weakness coming from his dantian. This is a sign of spiritual deficiency. He had just taken the burial potion and turned into this. Without even thinking about it, it must be because of his right arm that swallowed up energy like a bottomless pit. This kind of phenomenon is no longer a one-time or two-time occurrence, and it's actually not bad at ordinary times. After all, wherever the energy is absorbed, it happens in his own body. But in a life-and-death battle like this, he can't control the inflow of energy. And absorbing it, I can only watch helplessly as the greedy guy takes away all the energy used to replenish his body. This feeling also makes Zhang Liangsheng a little helpless. He feels that he is just like a slave now. This is too unreasonable. Getting stronger energy is naturally a good thing for him, but if the energy poured into his arm suddenly becomes stronger, One day it really exceeded the energy in the true essence, and he didn't know what to do. After all, he had never even heard of such a thing. There was no other way, Zhang Liangsheng had no choice but to swallow a few more precious burial pills. Soon he felt that the energy gathering point in his right arm had reached saturation and could no longer be absorbed, and other parts of his body were also fully replenished. But on the other side, a vision distracted him. What's going on with this Prison Flame Spirit? Zhang Liangsheng suddenly found that this tall and dark monster was motionless. It stood in place like a giant stone sculpture, forming a shadow that covered half of the sky. Many funeral masters around seemed to be a little confused. "Damn little bastard, you recovered quite quickly. If my guess is right, you seem to have some talent in refining burial potions. It's really interesting. You gave me a lot of surprises. Ah already." Qian Shibo's sinister and malicious eyes just seemed to have a hint of meaning. Zhang Liangsheng naturally didn't know what this old guy was thinking. He just felt sick to his stomach. Anyone who was stared at by such an ugly guy would probably not be in a particularly good mood. .Zhang Liangsheng felt disgusted when he looked like that, and sneered, "Bitch, I think you should worry about yourself first. Don't think this thing has been killed by yourself." "It's really stupid. Zhang Liangsheng, Zhang Liangsheng, don't you think this is ridiculous? How can there be any concept of immortality in the undead? It doesn't matter. Next, I will let you verify this for yourself. . Prison Yanling! Kill him for me!" After that, Qian Shibo's mummy-like withered palm began to hold the cane and wave it at the Hell Flame Spirit. The latter trembled, and another ghost fire appeared in the huge eye sockets flowing with pus. After a while, as if in response to Uncle Qian's words, the Hell Flame Spirit began to roar like a wild beast as its body trembled violently. Its hoarse voice and penetrating power made some low-level burial masters endure it. He couldn't help but tremble. The maggots all over the body of the Hell Flame Spirit began to scatter in all directions, just like white rain and mist. The scene was quite spectacular in a sense. The miasma also burst out from the wounds on its skin. Many girls saw this He vomited wildly on the spot. At the same time, the entire Rain Bamboo Forest was turbulent, and the ground sank a lot centered on the place where the Hell Flame Spirit was standing. Terrifying cracks were scattered around the Hell Flame Spirit. Zhang Liangsheng's pupils shrank. He did not miss the dangerous thing that was attacking him at this moment. "Boy, since you are so ignorant, I will play with you for a while. It just so happens that I also need a living body for testing, and I can't find a suitable candidate." Having said that, Qian Shibo no longer had any hidden look of resentment in his eyes, and he roared angrily, "Go to hell, Hell Flame Spirit! Do it!!" With a roar, the terrifying aura that the Prison Flame Spirit was erupting at this moment was much more terrifying than before. This scene made Zhang Liangsheng feel even more unsure, and his face couldn't help but become gloomier. The current situation is already very unfavorable for him. If he continues on this basis, it can be said that there is no benefit to him. After a while, it will be dark, which is the time period when the strength of the Prison Flame Spirit increases the most. And if the Hell Yan Spirit is not killed, Qian Shibo will continue to provide power to the Hell Yan Spirit like a mother body, which will sooner or later make him fall into the ant hole dug by Qian Shibo. But he wanted to kill Uncle Qian, but the Hell Flame Spirit kept causing trouble, and he was sucked into the endless swamp. Next, Zhang Liangsheng kept dodging the more crazy and violent attacks of the Hell Flame Spirit than before. Although the ferocious attack was not repeated as at the beginning, Zhang Liangsheng was still able to attack with his own brute force. I definitely don’t dare to take it lightly and treat it with caution. As the battle with Yu Yanling began to turn into a long-term battle, Zhang Liangsheng was also complaining in his heart. If it requires physical strength, my mere mortal body will definitely not be able to consume such an abnormally strong undead. I have to think of a way to change the current situation. If I drag it on, I will die. At this time, Zhang Liangsheng discovered that every time he was attacked for a period of time, he would have a refractory period. He might not be aware of it once or twice, but after repeating it five or six times, and after seven or eight times, Zhang Liangsheng Liangsheng had already noticed something strange. Although Qian Shibo maintains that the energy of undead souls such as the Hell Flame Spirit is endless, and it cannot fall as long as he does not die, but it is obvious that the Hell Flame Spirit in front of him is constantly devouring the rotten flesh that falls from his body. Block, this is obviously replenishment. This kind of behavior cannot but be said to be too weird, but if you look carefully, you will find that every time you eat your own flesh and blood, the aura emitted by the Hell Flame Spirit will suddenly increase a bit. This is a very weak fluctuation, but Zhang Liangsheng's fiery eyes would naturally not miss it. Every time before the Hell Flame Spirit started to devour it, Zhang Liangsheng found that the spiritual energy fluctuations on its body would be in a buoyant state, and at this time he would start to stop eating. The obsidian lurking in the cracks in the ground will also turn bright red at this time, guarding itself like a living creature, waiting to attack as soon as it enters the hunting range. So Zhang Liangsheng couldn't help but have a guess, does this guy rely on self-devourment for supplies?