Three days later, Gu Yuena woke up from seclusion, glanced around, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Qian Mochen, where is the person you summoned?"
"The summoning time has come, and she has returned to her own world."
"Is that so? Why did you leave so quickly?"
Gu Yuena said regret, and the raised corners of her mouth had already revealed her good mood.
Without the woman named Ning Xue, she felt that the air in the secret realm was much fresher.
"Hu Liena, how is your strength now?"
Gu Yuena put a confident smile on his face, "Now I can hit five of you with one hand!"
"Then why don't we give it a try?" Qian Mochen raised his eyebrows with a somewhat provocative look in his eyes.
"Whoever loses, agree to the other party's reasonable request."
"You'd better hurry up and absorb the power from that divine corpse!"
Gu Yuena should not just rush.
She knew very well that it would take a lot of effort to suppress the ridiculously big Martial Soul Avatar just like Qian Mochen.
Five?
It's already pretty good that she can stably control Qian Mochen.
Qian Mochen smiled, without revealing her thoughts, and got into the tent and began to absorb the power from the god's corpse.
Sensing the location of the energy inside the god's corpse, Qian Mochen struck the god's corpse with a palm. There was only a wound on the body that was about to heal.
I don't know if such a dynamic divine corpse would work if sold to the system.
Qian Mochen immediately called the system when he thought of it.
The system will give an answer after one second.
[A level 135 corpse that is full of activity and has a trace of soul left is detected. If the host is willing to recycle it, he can get two million Emotion Points.]
Qian Mochen was shocked that there was actually a soul left in this god's corpse.
This god actually tolerated the birth of a snowman-like existence from his own corpse, and has been hiding it until now.
If it weren't for the system scan, Qian Mochen would never know that the remnant soul of the divine corpse was still hidden in the body.
In this secret realm, is there any more suitable object to seize the body than him?
In order to prevent overturning, he chatted with the system for a long time. After confirming the decision, Qian Mochen immediately summoned Martial Soul and attacked the core of the power of the corpse.
After a moment, a big hole opened in the chest of the corpse, and pure energy instantly filled the entire tent.
Qian Mochen captured a ray of energy and entered his body, and Soul Power in his body directly increased.
After the energy was revealed, it dissipated too quickly. Qian Mochen quickly concentrated on absorbing the energy.
The Soul Power in the body continues to grow, impacting towards the next level of barrier.
With several rumbles, Qian Mochen's strength increased to level ninety-seven.
Four-fifths of the Soul Power remains in the god's corpse.
Continue!
Qian Mochen is once again immersed in the rapid improvement of his strength.
With great momentum all the way, Qian Mochen's cultivation level climbed all the way to level ninety-nine.
Sensing the rapid loss of energy in the body, a fragment of consciousness in the mind of the corpse quietly woke up. It released its perception and quickly understood the situation.
His body was discovered.
The human being in front of him was able to kill that snowman, so he was quite capable. Just the fresh breath escaping from this person's body made his consciousness intoxicated.
What a vibrant body.
It lingered in its own corpse for who knows how many thousands of years, and finally fate favored it once, and it was blessed with such a perfect body.
Swallow it, swallow more.
Seeing that Qian Mochen's cultivation speed was slowing down, his consciousness was silently squeezing the energy from every crevice of his body, all of which was instilled into Qian Mochen's body.
It can handle a little guy who doesn't even have level 100. The stronger the body, the faster it will regain its strength after taking away its body.
The moment Qian Mochen's aura reached the ninety-ninth level, his spiritual consciousness quietly followed the energy into Qian Mochen's body, and went against the meridians to Qian Mochen's spiritual space.
Its figure flickered, revealing its terrifying true form that was a hundred meters high. Qian Mochen in the mental space was not even as tall as one of its fingers.
"Who are you!" Qian Mochen stared at the sudden appearance of the creature with vigilance. It had eight arms on its back and a green face with fangs. It looked like a villain at first glance.
"Me?"
"The world calls me Demon Ape God, remember this name! Then obediently hand over your body!"
"Huh, what if I don't agree?"
"Then die!"
Demon Ape God's eight fists moved instantly. The fists contained terrifying power, sealing off Qian Mochen's dodge space.
Qian Mochen concentrated, took a deep breath, felt the pressure coming from the top of his head, and felt a sense of excitement that he had not experienced in a long time.
Finally, he finally found an opponent who could attack with all his strength!
Qian Mochen did not dodge or evade, and took the initiative to raise his fists and pass them to Demon Ape God. He thrust his fists a hundred times in an instant, and countless muffled sounds exploded in an instant.
Demon Ape God retracted his arm, and there were hundreds of cyan fist marks on his fist. The contempt in his eyes towards Qian Mochen was slightly reduced.
"Human, your soul strength is the strongest mortal I have ever seen."
"Human, what is your name? I am willing to walk in your name on the continent!"
"Qian Mochen, remember this name!"
Qian Mochen took a long breath and moved his hands and feet.
"The so-called gods are not very good. I just started to move, so you can't do it?"
"Qian Mochen, God's majesty cannot be offended!"
Demon Ape God's figure shrunk to three meters, with eight arms behind him, each condensing a weapon.
Just by looking at them, you can feel the strong sense of danger in those weapons.
Qian Mochen called Martial Soul, and Twelve-Winged Seraphim behind him turned into a ball of flames that wrapped around his right hand, extending forward, and finally condensed into a golden lightsaber.
He slashed out with his sword, and the sword light fell directly on Demon Ape God. The sword light shattered into countless light spots, and there was not even a white mark on Demon Ape God's body.
Qian Mochen's eyes narrowed. The current form of Demon Ape God is probably at its strongest stage of combat power.
However, it's not something you can just handle easily.
"Fight!"
Qian Mochen shouted loudly, held the sword in both hands, and flashed suddenly. The next moment, he appeared in front of the demon ape. The long sword was raised from bottom to top. The flames on the sword made the space begin to distort.
Demon Ape God Two arms quietly appeared in front of the long sword, and two Vajra-like weapons held the long sword.
The other six arms hit Qian Mochen at the same time.
Qian Mochen shouted in a deep voice and opened Demon Ape God's defense with a sword. Faced with the siege, he did not retreat. Instead, he took the initiative to move forward and crashed into Demon Ape God.
"It's useless."
Demon Ape God watched Qian Mochen's movements indifferently, and the eight arms closed together faster. He wanted to tear Qian Mochen's soul into pieces.
The long sword in Qian Mochen's hand struck Demon Ape God's body, and the sword stabbed a finger-long wound.
Demon Ape God ignored it.
At this moment, Qian Mochen gave an order.
"Explode!"
Demon Ape God's face changed, and the terrifying fire storm swallowed it up instantly.