"Golden feathers? It seems to be the corpse of a powerful monster. I don't know why it is buried here?"

Zhang Yang reached out to touch him, and his feathers were still soft and resilient.[]

"Blood slave, pull out the corpse of this demon bird."

"Woo!"

The Blood Slave roared in response.

Grasp the protruding part of the ground with both hands, and the muscles on both arms were tangled and pulled out with force.

Rumble!

As the dust flies, the surrounding sand quickly sinks.

Zhang Yang's face changed, and he greeted him, the blood slave immediately let go, and the three-headed zombies quickly escaped.

I saw the rising sand and dust flying all over the sky, and the time was finally settled.

When I saw that the corpse of a huge demon bird had first seen a clue, half of its wings and chest were exposed, which had reached several feet long.

From this we can speculate how big the whole picture of this demon bird should be.

Zhang Yang's eyes widened in shock.

"Hurry! Blood slave, keep exerting force, be sure to pull it out."

roar!

The blood slave roared in a low voice. This time, the demon bird exposed more parts. He grabbed the corner of his wings and pulled them back with force.

Quicksand leaks.

roar!

The blood slave screamed again, and the power of the purple zombie burst out, slowly pulling out the corpse of the demon bird.

Huge demon bird, tiny blood slave.

But the latter can easily lift the former, and this scene looks like an ant carrying a large piece of bread crumbs.

boom!

However, the blood slave shook his hand and kept the demon bird's corpse on the sand next to him.

Completely show your true appearance.

From beginning to end... No! This turned out to be a headless demon bird! Not only was it headless, but a big hole was cut into the abdomen.

From the point where the neck was cut to the tail, it was more than ten feet long.

The wings are bent and closed, but it can also be imagined that once opened, their length will definitely be twice or even several times the body length...

The body is covered with white feathers, but the wings are golden; although the legs have been dried, the thick and powerful style of the past can still be seen; the claws are cross-sided with hooks, and they look extremely sharp at first glance, and they are still sharp without knowing how many years of wind and rain are destroyed.

Just as the corpse was thrown out, the raging pressure was everywhere, and it looked extremely violent.

Fortunately, Zhang Yang's mind suppressed the "Taiyin Refining Shape" technique, and from time to time, he did not go crazy.

He walked forward and reached out to pinch the demon bird's corpse.

Dry without a trace of blood.

I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"The stronger the monster, the less likely the corpse is to dry and rot. Judging from the degree of wind drying of this monster, the time of death will definitely not be too short."

"If I fell for so long, I could still have such a powerful pressure. If I were alive, I wonder how powerful it was? And such a powerful demon bird was actually killed by someone... Hiss!"

Zhang Yang gasped and began to think about the incident that year. I wonder what kind of battle he had experienced here?

It is probably no exaggeration to describe a strong man of this level as a means of overturning mountains and seas and falling into the world.

But even such a strong man was beheaded and could not be eternal. This made Zhang Yang's mind clearer and he had a deeper understanding of the cruelty of the world of cultivation.

Looking at the wound where the head was cut off, there was a dry and hard existence of the black skull.

Zhang Yang stretched out his claws and stroked hard.

Sizzle!

The sharp claws were cut into dry and hard existences, making extremely cramped sounds, leaving only a shallow trace.

“Huh?”

The demon bird is powerful, its corpse is already shriveled, and its defense is still so strong.

"Ghost servant!"

Zhang Yang signaled, and the ghost servant immediately walked up to him.

The claws, which were countless times sharper than wild beasts, flashed with a faint light and cut them heavily.

puff!

Finally, my five fingers were inserted into the shriveled old wound, but I only looked a few inches into the flesh.

Now, Zhang Yang was completely shocked.

He knew the attack power of the Blood Slave, even if it was a piece of steel, it would have to be cut open when it was up.

"This is still the wound that the mummy turned over. If this monster is still alive, wouldn't it mean that we can't break the defense even if we stand here and don't move?"

Soon he woke up from the shock.

Looking at the cut, I was disappointed to find that it was all shriveled, not even a drop of essence and blood.

However, Zhang Yang did not give up, but instead penetrated his palm deep into the broken wound. The "Taiyin Refining" technique was running rapidly, and the cells in the skin opened their mouths, swallowing wildly like small vortexes.

Take insights with your heart, and try to swallow...

Time has passed...

A quarter of an hour passed...

Half an hour passed...

An hour passed...

Zhang Yang kept this movement deadlocked, while the Blood Slave and the Ghost Staff were loyally guarding the side.

Two hours later, a smile appeared on Zhang Yang's face.

He could clearly sense that a trace of blood and energy began to fluctuate in the mummy of this demon bird, gathering towards his palm.

This thread of blood is extremely weak, but it is very clear.

More importantly, just as the first thread of blood qi enters the body through the palm of the hand, it instantly merges with the **.

Yes! This is fusion, which is the direct fusion of essence and blood into Zhang Yang**, rather than being converted into airflow like before.

The body immediately became excited, and everywhere the blood and energy went, the flesh and blood all over the body seemed to be undergoing wonderful changes.

Zhang Yang didn't know what this change meant, but his intuition told him that this was definitely a good thing for him, and it could even be said that this was a rare opportunity.

Therefore, Zhang Yang did not dare to let go, but instead stepped up his power to activate and try to absorb it.

Time is slowly passing by.

The mist is everywhere in the gorge, and the sun is not visible, but there are also days and nights.

I only know that the sky is getting dark and dark, and it is getting dark and bright, and I don’t know how many days have passed.

Fortunately, as long as there is sufficiently rich yin energy, it doesn’t matter if zombies do not need to eat essence and blood for a certain period of time.

The blood slave and the ghost servant were also motionless and were guarding them with great loyalty.

Of course, Zhang Yang didn't know all this.

Now he has entered the state of forgetting both things and self, and is completely immersed in the absorption and fusion of the blood of demon birds.

The cells of the body are being changed by the included essence, blood and breath and recombined. This process gives him an extremely comfortable feeling.

There were constant secretion of viscous things on the surface of the body. Now from a distance, Zhang Yang's whole person had become like a clay sculpture.

Time passes day by day.

This time Zhang Yang tried, he went straight into a retreat state.

There was no longer any essence, blood and breath of spirits and blood flowing out of the demon bird mummy, but Zhang Yang's body reorganization and transformation did not stop.

There is no time to cultivate immortality.

Fortunately, there was nothing in the depths of this Luohe residence except for the long gray sand grains, and the creatures disappeared. Even the flower yin was afraid and did not dare to approach, but they were unexpectedly disturbed.

...

Zhang Yang opened his eyes again, it was a year later.

The sucking of the remaining essence and blood aura in the monster's corpse directly caused Zhang Yang to stay in seclusion for a year to digest it. The horror can be imagined.

Of course, this is not a simple digestion, but a fusion process.

After countless years of drying, almost all the ordinary essence and blood in the demon bird's body evaporated completely, and the rest were all the essence and blood.
To be continued...