bǎi liàn chéng xiān dì sān juǎn yōu zhōu luàn dì sì bǎi qī shí zhāng mó yīng
百炼成仙第三卷幽州乱第四百七十章魔婴
Chapter 470 - Demon Infant
xuān mī le mī yǎn gēng xīn xùn sù zhōu qì chuǎn rú niú 。 líng lì wěn luàn 。 què shí xiàng shì ràng lín xuān gǎn dào yǒu xiē jì dàn de shì tā shēn shàng de mó qì yě zài bù duàn zēng jiā 。
轩眯了眯眼更新迅速周气喘如牛。灵力紊乱。确实像是让林轩感到有些忌惮的是他身上的魔气也在不断增加。
Xuan squinted his eyes, watching Zhou's breathing turn labored. The chaotic fluctuation of his spiritual energy was indeed something Lin Xuan found intimidating. What was even more alarming was that the dark aura around Zhou was growing rapidly.
suí zhe pēng pài de mó qì 。 tā de shēn tǐ yě suí zhī péng zhàng qǐ lái 。 yī fú bèi chēng pò 。 lù chū le gǔ tóng sè de jī fū 。 rán ér lìng rén xīn jì de shì 。 shù dào hēi qì jiù rú dú shé yī yàng zài shēn tǐ biǎo miàn yóu zǒu 。
随着澎湃的魔气。他的身体也随之膨胀起来。衣服被撑破。露出了古铜色的肌肤。然而令人心悸的是。数道黑气就如毒蛇一样在身体表面游走。
With the surging dark aura, Zhou's body expanded, stretching his clothes until they tore, revealing a bronze-colored skin. However, what chilled everyone to their core were several strands of black energy slithering across his surface like venomous snakes.
xuè guǎn yǔ jīng mài gāo gāo tū 。 xiǎn de guǐ yì jí 。
血管与经脉高高凸。显的诡异极。
His veins and meridians stood out prominently, looking extremely strange.
rán ér 。 zhè zhǒng biàn huà jǐn jǐn shì kāi shǐ ……
然而。这种变化仅仅是开始……
But this was just the beginning...
zhōu miǎn de miàn kǒng yǐ jīng wán quán niǔ qū 。 é tóu de hàn shuǐ rú tóng yǔ diǎn yì bān de sǎ luò 。 pū 。 tā zhāng kāi kǒu 。 yī dào xiān xuè pēn chū 。
周冕的面孔已经完全扭曲。额头的汗水如同雨点一般的洒落。噗。他张开口。一道鲜血喷出。
Zhou's face had completely contorted, sweat dripping from his forehead like raindrops. He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood. The blood immediately absorbed into the surging dark aura around him before entering his body through his nose, turning blackish-red.
nà xiān xuè lí tǐ yǐ hòu 。 lì kè bèi tā shēn tǐ zhōu wéi pēng pài de mó qì xī shōu 。 rán hòu nà biàn chéng hēi hóng zhī sè de mó qì 。 bèi tā yóu bí zi xī rù le fù lǐ 。
那鲜血离体以后。立刻被他身体周围澎湃的魔气吸收。然后那变成黑红之色的魔气。被他由鼻子吸入了腹里。
The joints in his body began to crackle as if popping beans. His body grew even more robust, and strange blackish-red armor inexplicably sprouted on his chest, abdomen, and bones.
quán shēn de gǔ jié 。 kāi shǐ fā chū yī zhèn chǎo dòu zi bān de guài xiǎng 。 tā de shēn tǐ biàn de gèng jiā cū zhuàng 。 ér zài xiōng kǒu 。 fù bù 。 gǔ zhī chù gèng shì mò míng qí miào de zhǎng chū le yī céng hēi hóng sè de guài yì kǎi jiǎ 。
全身的骨节。开始发出一阵炒豆子般的怪响。他的身体变的更加粗壮。而在胸口。腹部。骨之处更是莫名其妙的长出了一层黑红色的怪异铠甲。
"Ahh!"
“ a !”
“啊!”
Zhou's hands spread wide, and he let out a roar, his forehead muscles jumping wildly. A bone spike several inches long rapidly grew from his flesh.
zhōu miǎn shuāng shǒu dà zhāng 。 yǎng nù hǒu 。 é tóu de jī ròu dàn tiào bù yǐ 。 yī gēn shù cùn zhǎng de gǔ cì 。 yǐ ròu yǎn kě jiàn de sù dù xùn sù shēng zhǎng le qǐ lái 。
周冕双手大张。仰怒吼。额头的肌肉弹跳不已。一根数寸长的骨刺。已肉眼可见的速度迅速生长了起来。
Lin Xuan was dumbfounded. He had read extensively and considered himself well-versed, but he had never heard of someone going mad and transforming in such a manner.
lín xuān kàn de shì mù dèng kǒu dāi 。 tā zì rèn bó lǎn qún shū 。 yě suàn shì jiàn duō shí guǎng le 。 kě cóng méi tīng shuō 。 yǒu rén zǒu huǒ rù mó 。 hái huì shì zhè zhǒng qíng kuàng de 。
林轩看的是目瞪口呆。他自认博览群书。也算是见多识广了。可从没听说。有人走火入魔。还会是这种情况的。
What is this?
zhè suàn shén me ?
这算什么?
It was hard to say if the monster before him was Zhou or not, but it was undoubtedly an opponent Lin Xuan couldn't afford to underestimate.
yǎn qián de guài wù shì bú shì zhōu miǎn yǐ jīng hěn nán shuō 。 bù guò xiǎn rán shì yí gè bù róng yì duì fù de jiā huo 。 lín xuān de hào qí 。 zǎo biàn chéng le jīng è 。
眼前的怪物是不是周冕已经很难说。不过显然是一个不容易对付的家伙。林轩的好奇。早变成了惊愕。
He could no longer wait for Zhou to complete his transformation.
zì rán bù néng zuò děng duì fāng jiāng biàn shēn wán chéng 。
自然不能坐等对方将变身完成。
A shadow appeared on Lin Xuan's forehead as he reached out and pointed at a treasure above. The drifting snow sword immediately transformed into a streak of lightning, plunging towards Zhou with great force.
yī sī yīn mái chū xiàn zài le lín xuān de méi yǔ zhī jiān 。 shēn chū shǒu lái 。 chōng zhe tóu dǐng de bǎo wù yì diǎn 。 zhèng pán xuán bù yǐ de piāo yún luò xuě jiàn lì kè huà wèi yī dào pǐ liàn 。 rú cì pò cāng qióng de shǎn diàn 。 hěn hěn de xiàng zhe duì fāng pī cì le xià lái 。
一丝阴霾出现在了林轩的眉宇之间。伸出手来。冲着头顶的宝物一点。正盘旋不已的飘云落雪剑立刻化为一道匹练。如刺破苍穹的闪电。狠狠的向着对方劈刺了下来。
The hundred meters between them seemed to vanish in an instant.
bǎi yú zhàng de jù lí 。 jī hū shì zhuǎn shùn jí zhì
百余丈的距离。几乎是转瞬即至
Zhou's expression remained agonized; he made no move to react. Lin Xuan was pleased until the flying sword nearly sliced his head off. Suddenly, Zhou raised his fist and slammed it down viciously on the sword.
zhōu miǎn de biǎo qíng yī jiù shí fēn tòng kǔ méi yǒu zuò chū rèn hé fǎn yìng 。 lín xuān xīn zhōng yī xǐ 。 kě yǎn kàn xiān jiàn jiù yào zhǎn shàng tā de tóu lú zhōu miǎn tū rán tái shǒu 。 miàn lù zhēng níng de jǔ qǐ quán tou 。 è hěn hěn de duì zhe xiān jiàn zá xià 。
周冕的表情依旧十分痛苦没有做出任何反应。林轩心中一喜。可眼看仙剑就要斩上他的头颅周冕突然抬首。面露狰狞的举起拳头。恶狠狠的对着仙剑砸下。
Bang! A flash of blue light followed by a shower of blood.
pēng 。 lán máng yī shǎn 。 xiān xuè fēi jiàn 。
嘭。蓝芒一闪。鲜血飞溅。
The drifting snow sword was sent flying back. However, the damage was even worse; his right hand from the wrist to the elbow was split in two.
piāo yún luò xuě jiàn bèi zá de dào fēi le huí lái 。 rán ér duì fāng gèng cǎn zhěng gè yòu shǒu 。 cóng quán tou zhì shǒu zhǒu bèi pǐ chéng le liǎng 。
飘云落雪剑被砸的倒飞了回来。然而对方更惨整个右手。从拳头至手肘被劈成了两。
Lin Xuan sighed in relief. Although this monster was formidable, it had lost its spiritual awareness and posed no real threat.
lín xuān sōng le kǒu qì 。 zhè guài wù suī rán xiōng hàn 。 dàn yǐ rán shī qù le líng shí 。 bù zú wèi jù 。
林轩松了口气。这怪物虽然凶悍。但已然失去了灵识。不足为惧。
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jū rán yǐ xuè ròu zhī qū yìng jiē zì jǐ de gǔ bǎo 。
居然以血肉之躯硬接自己的古宝。
He actually managed to withstand the attack with his bare flesh.
lín xuān shēn shǒu yī zhāo 。 piāo luò xuě jiàn fēi le huí lái 。 yī kǒu jīng qì pēn zài shàng miàn 。 cǐ jiàn lì kè guāng máng dà fàng 。 yíng fēng jiù zhǎng 。 hěn kuài 。 biàn chéng le yī bǐng qī bā zhàng zhǎng de lán sè jù jiàn 。
林轩伸手一招。飘落雪剑飞了回来。一口精气喷在上面。此剑立刻光芒大放。迎风就涨。很快。变成了一柄七八丈长的蓝色巨剑。
Lin Xuan reached out and retrieved the drifting snow sword. He expelled a breath of essence energy onto it, causing the sword to glow brightly and expand as if by wind. Soon, it transformed into an eight-to-ten-meter-long blue giant sword.
sù zhàn sù jué 。 jiāng qí pī liǎng bàn 。
速战速决。将其劈两半。
A quick end was needed; he sliced it in half.
suí zhe lín xuān yī shēng qīng chì 。 piāo yún luò xuě jiàn dài zhe jīng rén de shēng shì hū xiào zhe xiàng qián fāng zhǎn qù 。
随着林轩一声轻叱。飘云落雪剑带着惊人的声势呼啸着像前方斩去。
With a light command from Lin Xuan, the drifting snow sword whizzed forward with incredible force.
ér zhōu miǎn hún shēn de chàn dǒu zhǐ 。 chóng xīn tái qǐ le tóu 。 yǔ tā yǎn jīng duì shàng 。 lín xuān xīn zhōng yī lǐn 。 dùn shí jué de yǒu xiē bù miào 。
而周冕浑身的颤抖止。重新抬起了头。与他眼睛对上。林轩心中一凛。顿时觉的有些不妙。
Zhou's trembling ceased as he raised his head to meet Lin Xuan's gaze. Lin Xuan felt a chill run down his spine, realizing something wasn't right.
tā de yǎn móu 。 yǐ jīng biàn le yōu shēn de hēi sè rú tóng chuán shuō zhōng de mó yù shēn yuān yī yàng méi yǒu jìn tóu 。 lǐ miàn chōng mǎn le fēng kuáng kě yě yǒu zhì huì de líng guāng 。 nán dào zì jǐ nòng cuò 。 jiā huo bìng méi yǒu shī qù líng shí ?
他的眼眸。已经变了幽深的黑色如同传说中的魔域深渊一样没有尽头。里面充满了疯狂可也有智慧的灵光。难道自己弄错。家伙并没有失去灵识?
His eyes had turned an ominous black, like the depths of a demon realm, filled with madness and wisdom. Had he misjudged? The guy hadn't lost his spiritual awareness?
miàn duì hū xiào ér lái de jù jiàn 。 zhōu miǎn méi yǒu xuǎn zé yìng jiē 。 ér shì cóng zuǐ bā lǐ 。 pēn chū yī gǔ hēi sè de guāng zhù 。
面对呼啸而来的巨剑。周冕没有选择硬接。而是从嘴巴里。喷出一股黑色的光柱。
Facing the approaching giant sword, Zhou didn't choose to intercept it but instead spat out a stream of dark energy from his mouth.
nà guāng zhù shì fā sàn shì de 。 zuǐ yǐ hòu 。 péng zhàng dào zhí jìng zhàng xǔ 。 rán hòu yī zhèn niǔ qū 。 huà wèi le yī tóu jù dà de 。
那光柱是发散式的。嘴以后。膨胀到直径丈许。然后一阵扭曲。化为了一头巨大的。
The energy spread outward, expanding to a diameter of several meters before twisting into a massive form.
zhè shì shén me shén tōng ?
这是什么神通?
What kind of technique was this?
lín xuān méi tou yí zhòu 。 shǒu què méi yǒu xián zhe 。 jiāng líng lì zhù rù shòu hún zhī bǎo 。 nà chǐ xǔ zhǎng de yù dí 。 dùn shí kuáng zhǎng 。 huà wèi le zhēng níng kě bù de lǜ jù mǎng 。 zhāng kāi xuè pén dà kǒu 。 tūn yún tǔ wù 。 xiàng zhe duì fāng pū guò qù le 。
林轩眉头一皱。手却没有闲着。将灵力注入兽魂之宝。那尺许长的玉笛。顿时狂涨。化为了狰狞可怖的绿巨蟒。张开血盆大口。吞云吐雾。向着对方扑过去了。
Lin Xuan frowned as he moved his hand, injecting spiritual energy into the beast soul treasure. The jade flute, originally only an inch long, rapidly grew and transformed into a terrifying green serpent with a blood-red mouth, lunging at Zhou.
zhōu miǎn de biǎo qíng yī jiù méi sī háo wèi jù 。 tā de yòu shǒu 。 yuán běn yǐ shòu le zhòng chuāng 。 kě què bèi mó qì bāo guǒ le qǐ lái 。 wú shù ě xīn de ròu yá 。 xiàng chóng zi yī yàng 。 bù tíng de rú dòng zhe 。 jiāng pǐ chéng liǎng bàn de xuè ròu chóng xīn lián xì le qǐ lái 。
周冕的表情依旧没丝毫畏惧。他的右手。原本已受了重创。可却被魔气包裹了起来。无数恶心的肉芽。像虫子一样。不停的蠕动着。将劈成两半的血肉重新联系了起来。
Zhou's expression remained fearless despite his severely injured right hand, now wrapped in dark aura. Countless disgusting flesh buds wriggled like worms, reattaching the severed flesh.
lín xuān dào xī le yī kǒu liáng 。 cóng zhè ge jiā huo shēn shàng 。 tā jū rán gǎn jué dào le yī gǔ wēi xiǎn de qì xī 。 bù néng zhè yàng tuō xià qù 。
林轩倒吸了一口凉。从这个家伙身上。他居然感觉到了一股危险的气息。不能这样拖下去。
Lin Xuan sucked in a cold breath; he sensed an ominous presence emanating from this guy. He couldn't afford to dally any longer.
xiǎn rán 。 duì fāng yǐ bú shì zhōu miǎn 。 ér yóu yú zǒu huǒ rù mó 。 chǎn shēng le yì biàn 。 chéng wéi le mǒu zhǒng wèi zhī de guài wù 。
显然。对方已不是周冕。而由于走火入魔。产生了异变。成为了某种未知的怪物。
Clearly, Zhou was no longer human but had transformed into some unknown creature due to going mad.
jì rán rú cǐ 。 nà hái yǒu | me hào kè qì 。
既然如此。那还有|么好客气。
With that in mind, there was no point in being polite.
“ yuè ér 。 yì qǐ chū shǒu 。 jiāng zhè jiā huo gěi miè le 。”
“月儿。一起出手。将这家伙给灭了。”
"Mei'er, let's attack together and finish him off."
“ shì 。 shào yé !”
“是。少爷!”
"Yes, Master!"
yuè ér tīng huà de diǎn diǎn tóu 。 shǒu yī yáng 。 shòu hún fān yǐ jīng fú xiàn zài zhǎng xīn zhī shàng 。 fǎ lì zhù rù 。 wú shù de mó qì cóng lǐ miàn kuáng yǒng ér chū 。 jiāng shào nǚ de shēn xíng yǐn méi 。
月儿听话的点点头。手一扬。兽魂幡已经浮现在掌心之上。法力注入。无数的魔气从里面狂涌而出。将少女的身形隐没。
Mei'er nodded obediently. She raised her hand, the beast soul banner floating in her palm as spiritual energy poured out, obscuring her form.
jiē zhe 。 qī lì de shòu hǒu | èr lián sān cóng lǐ miàn chuán chū 。
接着。凄厉的兽吼|二连三从里面传出。
Next, a series of fierce beast roars echoed from within.
ér lín xuān zé cóng yī xiù zhōng qǔ chū yī quán tou dà xiǎo de hú lú 。
而林轩则从衣袖中取出一拳头大小的葫芦。
Lin Xuan took out a small gourd from his sleeve.
lín xuān jiāng hú lú wàng tóu dǐng yī pāo 。 shuāng shǒu huī wǔ 。 fǎ jué zhù rù 。 hú lú líng guāng yī shǎn 。 tōng tǐ biàn chéng le xiān hóng zhī sè 。 tǐ jī yě zhàng dà le xǔ duō 。
林轩将葫芦望头顶一抛。双手挥舞。法诀注入。葫芦灵光一闪。通体变成了鲜红之色。体积也胀大了许多。
Lin Xuan threw the gourd towards the sky and waved his hands, injecting hand seals. The gourd glowed brightly before turning bright red and expanding in size.
zhè jiàn gǔ bǎo shì lín xuān cóng | dǎo méi de pī fà xiū shì shǒu zhōng suǒ de 。 dào yě shì yī jiàn nán de de zhēn pǐn le 。
这件古宝是林轩从|倒霉的披发修士手中所的。倒也是一件难的的珍品了。
This ancient treasure was something Lin Xuan had acquired from an unlucky long-haired cultivator, making it a rare find indeed.
bù guò duì fāng zhǐ néng fā huī chū cǐ bǎo de bù fèn wēi néng 。 ér lín xuān zé kě yǐ wán quán cāo kòng 。
不过对方只能发挥出此宝的部分威能。而林轩则可以完全操控。
However, Zhou could only utilize part of its power while Lin Xuan could fully control it.
shuāng shǒu rú tóng huàn yǐng bān huī dòng 。 yī lián biàn huàn le shí yú gè fǎ jué 。 rán hòu cái cóng zhǐ jiān fēi shè cóng jǐ dào qīng guāng 。 mò rù hú lú 。 nà xiē qīng guāng suī rán xiān xì 。 yùn hán de líng lì què shì jīng chún wú bǐ 。 hú lú xī shōu yǐ hòu 。 guāng kuáng shǎn 。 jìng rán yī fēn wèi sān 。
双手如同幻影般挥动。一连变幻了十余个法诀。然后才从指尖飞射从几道青光。没入葫芦。那些青光虽然纤细。蕴含的灵力却是精纯无比。葫芦吸收以后。光狂闪。竟然一分为三。
His hands moved like shadows as he cast over ten hand seals. A few green beams shot out from his fingertips and entered the gourd. Although these beams were thin, they contained pure spiritual energy. The gourd glowed intensely before splitting into three parts.
rán ér zhè hái méi yǒu wán 。| sān gè hú lú zài cì líng guāng dà shèng 。 yì bān biàn huàn zhī hòu 。 lín xuān de zhōu wéi 。 chū xiàn le jiǔ gè mó yī yàng de gǔ bǎo 。
然而这还没有完。|三个葫芦再次灵光大盛。一般变幻之后。林轩的周围。出现了九个模一样的古宝。
But this was far from over; each of the three gourds emitted a bright light as they transformed. Nine identical ancient treasures appeared around Lin Xuan.
zhè kě bú shì shén me huàn shù 。 shì zhēn de 。 gāi bǎo de shén qí 。 lìng rén tàn wéi guān zhǐ 。
这可不是什么幻术。是真的。该宝的神奇。令人叹为观止。
This wasn't an illusion but reality. The treasure's magic was breathtaking.
lín xuān yì diǎn zhǐ 。 bàn suí zhe jīng rén yǐ jí de líng qì 。 jiǔ dào ér bì cū de guāng zhù 。 fēn bié cóng hú lú zhōng pēn tǔ ér chū 。
林轩一点指。伴随着惊人以极的灵气。九道儿臂粗的光柱。分别从葫芦中喷吐而出。
Lin Xuan pointed his finger, and nine beams as thick as his arm shot out from the gourds with astonishing force.
guāng zhù chéng xiān hóng sè 。 biǎo miàn hái chán rào zháo huǒ yàn yǔ diàn hú 。
光柱呈鲜红色。表面还缠绕着火焰与电弧。
The beams were bright red, wrapped in flames and electric arcs.
jiàn shào yé chū shǒu le 。 yuè ér zì rán huì pèi hé 。 mó yún yī zhèn fān yǒng 。 wú shù de guāng zhù 。 huǒ qiú 。 fēng rèn yǐ jí luàn qī bā zāo de gōng jī dōu cóng lǐ miàn fēng yōng ér chū 。 wēi lì gù rán wú fǎ hé lín xuān de gǔ bǎo xiāng bǐ 。 dàn shēng shì què rén zé shé wú bǐ 。
见少爷出手了。月儿自然会配合。魔云一阵翻涌。无数的光柱。火球。风刃以及乱七八糟的攻击都从里面蜂拥而出。威力固然无法和林轩的古宝相比。但声势却人咋舌无比。
Seeing Master act, Mei'er naturally cooperated. Dark clouds swirled as countless beams, fireballs, wind blades, and various attacks poured forth. Although their power couldn't match Lin Xuan's ancient treasures, the sheer momentum was awe-inspiring.
miàn duì lín xuān zhǔ pú èr rén de lián shǒu gōng jī 。 zhōu miǎn de liǎn shàng zhōng yú lù chū le yī sī wèi jù 。 rán ér tā bìng méi yǒu lì kè duǒ shǎn 。 ér shì zuò chū le yī rén yì liào de jǔ dòng lái 。
面对林轩主仆二人的联手攻击。周冕的脸上终于露出了一丝畏惧。然而他并没有立刻躲闪。而是做出了一人意料的举动来。
Facing the combined attack of Lin Xuan and his servant, Zhou's face finally showed a trace of fear. However, he didn't immediately dodge; instead, he performed an unexpected action.
tái qǐ shuāng shǒu 。 hěn hěn de chuí le chuí zì jǐ de xiōng kǒu 。 bàn suí zhe nán yǐ zhì xìn de mó qì 。 yí gè hēi sè de yīng ér 。 chū xiàn zài le tā de tóu dǐng 。
抬起双手。狠狠的捶了捶自己的胸口。伴随着难以置信的魔气。一个黑色的婴儿。出现在了他的头顶。
He raised both hands and pounded his chest with force, emitting unbelievable dark energy. A black infant appeared above him.
nà yīng ér jǐn yǒu bàn chǐ lái gāo 。 miàn róng yǔ zhōu miǎn wéi miào wéi xiào 。 méi xīn chù yě yǒu yī duǎn ér jiān ruì de dú jiǎo 。
那婴儿仅有半尺来高。面容与周冕惟妙惟肖。眉心处也有一短而尖锐的独角。
The baby was only half a foot tall, resembling Zhou down to the last detail, with a short, sharp horn on its forehead.
yǎn shén què shì wú bǐ xié è 。 kàn zhe lín xuān 。 hēi lěng xiào 。
眼神却是无比邪恶。看着林轩。嘿冷笑。
Its eyes were filled with malice as it sneered at Lin Xuan.
yī gǔ liáng yì liú biàn quán shēn 。 fǎng fú lěng shuǐ cóng tóu dǐng zhí guàn xià lái 。 lín xuān de liǎn sè yī xià zi nán kàn dào le jí diǎn 。
一股凉意流遍全身。仿佛冷水从头顶直灌下来。林轩的脸色一下子难看到了极点。
A chill ran through Lin Xuan's body, as if cold water had poured from his head. His face turned pale in an instant.
zhè shì shén me dōng xī 。 yuán yīng ?
这是什么东西。元婴?
What is this? An infant spirit?
“ shào yé 。 qíng kuàng bù miào a 。 yào bù 。 wǒ men xiān zǒu ?” yuè ér de shēng yīn chuán rù ěr duǒ 。 suī rán xīn yǒu bù gān 。 kě zěn me yě méi yǒu xiǎng dào zhōu miǎn huì fā shēng zhè me kě pà de yì biàn 。
“少爷。情况不妙啊。要不。我们先走?”月儿的声音传入耳朵。虽然心有不甘。可怎么也没有想到周冕会发生这么可怕的异变。
"Master, the situation is dire. Should we retreat?" Mei'er's voice entered his ears. Although unwilling, he never expected Zhou to undergo such a terrifying transformation.
Chapter 470 - Demon Infant
Xuan squinted his eyes, watching Zhou's breathing turn labored. The chaotic fluctuation of his spiritual energy was indeed something Lin Xuan found intimidating. What was even more alarming was that the dark aura around Zhou was growing rapidly.
Sizzle...
With the surging dark aura, Zhou's body expanded, stretching his clothes until they tore, revealing a bronze-colored skin. However, what chilled everyone to their core were several strands of black energy slithering across his surface like venomous snakes.
His veins and meridians stood out prominently, looking extremely strange.
But this was just the beginning...
Zhou's face had completely contorted, sweat dripping from his forehead like raindrops. He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood. The blood immediately absorbed into the surging dark aura around him before entering his body through his nose, turning blackish-red.
The joints in his body began to crackle as if popping beans. His body grew even more robust, and strange blackish-red armor inexplicably sprouted on his chest, abdomen, and bones.
"Ahh!"
Zhou's hands spread wide, and he let out a roar, his forehead muscles jumping wildly. A bone spike several inches long rapidly grew from his flesh.
Lin Xuan was dumbfounded. He had read extensively and considered himself well-versed, but he had never heard of someone going mad and transforming in such a manner.
What is this?
It was hard to say if the monster before him was Zhou or not, but it was undoubtedly an opponent Lin Xuan couldn't afford to underestimate.
He could no longer wait for Zhou to complete his transformation.
A shadow appeared on Lin Xuan's forehead as he reached out and pointed at a treasure above. The drifting snow sword immediately transformed into a streak of lightning, plunging towards Zhou with great force.
The hundred meters between them seemed to vanish in an instant.
Zhou's expression remained agonized; he made no move to react. Lin Xuan was pleased until the flying sword nearly sliced his head off. Suddenly, Zhou raised his fist and slammed it down viciously on the sword.
Bang! A flash of blue light followed by a shower of blood.
The drifting snow sword was sent flying back. However, the damage was even worse; his right hand from the wrist to the elbow was split in two.
Lin Xuan sighed in relief. Although this monster was formidable, it had lost its spiritual awareness and posed no real threat.
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He actually managed to withstand the attack with his bare flesh.
Lin Xuan reached out and retrieved the drifting snow sword. He expelled a breath of essence energy onto it, causing the sword to glow brightly and expand as if by wind. Soon, it transformed into an eight-to-ten-meter-long blue giant sword.
A quick end was needed; he sliced it in half.
"Go!"
With a light command from Lin Xuan, the drifting snow sword whizzed forward with incredible force.
Zhou's trembling ceased as he raised his head to meet Lin Xuan's gaze. Lin Xuan felt a chill run down his spine, realizing something wasn't right.
His eyes had turned an ominous black, like the depths of a demon realm, filled with madness and wisdom. Had he misjudged? The guy hadn't lost his spiritual awareness?
Facing the approaching giant sword, Zhou didn't choose to intercept it but instead spat out a stream of dark energy from his mouth.
The energy spread outward, expanding to a diameter of several meters before twisting into a massive form.
What kind of technique was this?
Lin Xuan frowned as he moved his hand, injecting spiritual energy into the beast soul treasure. The jade flute, originally only an inch long, rapidly grew and transformed into a terrifying green serpent with a blood-red mouth, lunging at Zhou.
Zhou's expression remained fearless despite his severely injured right hand, now wrapped in dark aura. Countless disgusting flesh buds wriggled like worms, reattaching the severed flesh.
Lin Xuan sucked in a cold breath; he sensed an ominous presence emanating from this guy. He couldn't afford to dally any longer.
Clearly, Zhou was no longer human but had transformed into some unknown creature due to going mad.
With that in mind, there was no point in being polite.
"Mei'er, let's attack together and finish him off."
"Yes, Master!"
Mei'er nodded obediently. She raised her hand, the beast soul banner floating in her palm as spiritual energy poured out, obscuring her form.
Next, a series of fierce beast roars echoed from within.
Lin Xuan took out a small gourd from his sleeve.
"Go!"
Lin Xuan threw the gourd towards the sky and waved his hands, injecting hand seals. The gourd glowed brightly before turning bright red and expanding in size.
This ancient treasure was something Lin Xuan had acquired from an unlucky long-haired cultivator, making it a rare find indeed.
However, Zhou could only utilize part of its power while Lin Xuan could fully control it.
His hands moved like shadows as he cast over ten hand seals. A few green beams shot out from his fingertips and entered the gourd. Although these beams were thin, they contained pure spiritual energy. The gourd glowed intensely before splitting into three parts.
But this was far from over; each of the three gourds emitted a bright light as they transformed. Nine identical ancient treasures appeared around Lin Xuan.
This wasn't an illusion but reality. The treasure's magic was breathtaking.
"Go!"
Lin Xuan pointed his finger, and nine beams as thick as his arm shot out from the gourds with astonishing force.
The beams were bright red, wrapped in flames and electric arcs.
Seeing Master act, Mei'er naturally cooperated. Dark clouds swirled as countless beams, fireballs, wind blades, and various attacks poured forth. Although their power couldn't match Lin Xuan's ancient treasures, the sheer momentum was awe-inspiring.
Facing the combined attack of Lin Xuan and his servant, Zhou's face finally showed a trace of fear. However, he didn't immediately dodge; instead, he performed an unexpected action.
He raised both hands and pounded his chest with force, emitting unbelievable dark energy. A black infant appeared above him.
The baby was only half a foot tall, resembling Zhou down to the last detail, with a short, sharp horn on its forehead.
Its eyes were filled with malice as it sneered at Lin Xuan.
A chill ran through Lin Xuan's body, as if cold water had poured from his head. His face turned pale in an instant.
What is this? An infant spirit?
"Master, the situation is dire. Should we retreat?" Mei'er's voice entered his ears. Although unwilling, he never expected Zhou to undergo such a terrifying transformation.