Final priesthood.

Chapter 85 The Ultimate Explosion
This series of upheavals seems to be long, but actually happened in just a few seconds.

Under the firelight, the figure "born" from Zhou Ling's back was also completely revealed in front of Lu Yuan.

It was a man wearing a strange mask.

The middle of the mask bulges outward like an oversized crow's beak.

The man's body was filled with traces of black mist, like smoke, and like decayed silk and satin blown by the wind
Zhou Ling's whole body fell on him, and the places where his body touched the black mist showed a tendency to melt like wax.

"Run!"

Zhou Ling roared, and blue light paths lit up in the battle suit.

The man wearing a strange mask looked down at him, and lifted the hand that had pierced through Zhou Ling's head before. The palm with unusually long nails and five fingers deformed like bird's claws lightly pressed against Zhou Ling's face.

Zhou Ling's voice and movements suddenly stopped.

Lu Yuan's eyes were fixed on the man in front of him, and for a moment it seemed as if all the blood in his body had been frozen.

An unusually cold aura restrained him, making him feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar.

run? !

Where are you going?

Can you run away?

Time seems to be stretched infinitely at this moment.

Countless pictures and thoughts flashed through Lu Yuan's mind within a thousandth of a second.

Then these miscellaneous thoughts converged together like light, and converged into his pupils that suddenly contracted and suddenly expanded.

The expression on his face quickly turned neither sad nor happy, without any fluctuations.

The body moved quickly.

A bully stepped between the man and Zhou Ling.

the next moment.

Lu Yuan "buzzed", and his whole figure seemed to swell outwards suddenly.

The skin and flesh of the whole body swelled rapidly, turning from white to black and red.

The blue veins under the flesh protruded one by one, wriggling like an earthworm.

The bones make an overwhelming crunching sound
Raise your hand sharply.

The muscles on the two extremely thick arms were surging like waves.

It's like a giant python has wings!
At this moment.

There was only one thought left in Lu Yuan's mind.

Pure and incomparable.

----

Punch.

Punch the man in front of him to death.

kill him.
Only you can live!
Lv3 [absolute focus], lv1 [special power], lv1 [a flash of inspiration].

Add some physical strength, double the force, and punch with a punch.

Die with me!

"Pfft-"

Like pinching an orange, the weirdly long five fingers ruthlessly poked into the head of the person in front of him.

The roar in the latter's mouth stopped immediately, and the bright light path on his body was also extinguished.

Many happy and proud emotions suddenly flowed out of the pair of blood-red eyes filled with hatred under the mask.

The man has already felt the fragrant and delicious death energy rapidly growing on his opponent.

He sucked and tasted greedily, trying to make up for the huge loss and injury in that battle just now.

Sudden.

"Sa-"

A slight cracking sound rang in my ears.

The man's expression moved slightly, and he remembered that there seemed to be a living person in this scene.

But the man was so weak that he almost ignored it.

Do you feel the fearful and trembling sound made by the ants that are approaching death?

The man raised his head casually, wanting to see what the ant looked like now.

That must have been an extremely interesting sight to him.

But just as he adjusted his gaze, the man's pupils suddenly shrank.
"boom!"

There was a dull loud noise.

The ferocious arms as thick as a giant python struck the man's face hard.

The protruding part of the mask was directly replaced by a fist, and almost half of the huge fist full of veins was sunk into the man's face.

The man's whole body was thrown backward by the punch.

Because the body was tightly entwined under his body, he didn't fall down.

It's just that the head makes a huge bend angle to the rear.

Even the bones in the neck made an extremely crisp sound - "click".

After the fist was punched out, it was quickly retracted, and the protruding face of the fist brought a little dark red viscous fluid on the man's completely sunken face.

Followed by a second punch.

"Oh!"

"Crack-knock-"

This punch hit the man's chest, which also sank deeply.

The man's whole body was slightly lifted off the ground by this punch.

There was a huge bulge on his back.

At this time, the black energy on his body seemed to be surging, unfortunately
"Oh!"

Before it had any chance, it was shattered in all directions like torn rotten cotton wool under the bombardment of the third punch.

Then the fourth punch, the fifth punch, the sixth punch
"Bang bang bang bang."

Lu Yuan's originally handsome face was now bulging with muscles and veins all over it, making it look extremely hideous.

He's a whole size bigger.

Two arms as thick as a giant python kept swinging out, hitting the masked man in front of him frantically again and again.

It almost pulled out afterimages in the air.

Warm liquid was continuously splashed on his face.

Probably from his burst blood vessels.

It could also be brought from the masked man.

He seemed to be tireless and painless, like a punching machine pulled to maximum output
Lu Yuan didn't know how many punches he had punched.

Until I was forced to withdraw from the state of [absolute concentration].

Only then did he feel that his two arms were so heavy that they seemed like they didn't belong to him at all, and he could hardly even lift them.

"call--"

He opened his mouth and exhaled a long and hot breath.

With the exhalation of this breath, the whole person shrank rapidly as if he had leaked air.

At this time, Lu Yuan's whole body was "ragged", and there were countless gaps, big and small.

There are even white tendons protruding from the arms.

Severe pain swept through his body in waves like a tide.

"Huchi-huchi-"

Lu Yuan trembled and slowly put his hands on his knees.

Seeing streams of blood mixed with sweat, continuously flowing down his skin and muscles.

In the blink of an eye, a small pool of light red water accumulated underneath him.

It is not known how long this process lasted.

Lu Yuan finally felt a little better.

Maybe it's because I added 1 point of constitution to reach 13.

The shocking and horrific wounds on his body quickly stopped bleeding.

Luckily, he was still able to move his arm.

Lu Yuan straightened up slowly, and then had time to check the results of his ultimate explosion.

It was indeed the ultimate explosion.

Ever since he started practicing martial arts, Lu Yuan had never attacked an opponent with all his strength as he did just now, almost risking his life.

Frantically squeezing every bit of strength and every potential in my body.

Even if there is a steel wall lying in front of him, it should have been broken long ago.

"Probably. He is dead."

Lu Yuan stood in front of a pile of stumped limbs, resisting the urge to vomit, and gently poked the puddle of blood and flesh with his feet.

Until he saw several bone fragments that obviously belonged to the head.

Only then did he secretly heave a sigh of relief, making sure that the masked man from the Crow God Sect was completely dead.

This guy is truly inhuman.

The relatively well-preserved arms and legs look like huge bird claws, and there are even some scattered black feathers mixed in.

Lu Yuan almost thought he had killed a strange bird.

"Zhou Ling."

When Lu Yuan reacted and found Zhou Ling a few meters away, his expression suddenly became complicated.

Zhou Ling is dead.

All the flesh and skin on the face fell off like rotting, leaving only a metal skull that was almost completely exposed, glowing with a silver-gray luster, and a few deep holes remained on it.

Naturally, there is no pulse or heartbeat.

Lu Yuan found the blue medicine syringe on the ground that had just been injected into several Yellow Bear members.

Holding it in his hand, enduring the pain, he shook it hard.

It was easy to shake out a few drops of the remaining blue liquid from the tube wall, but I didn't know if it would work or not, so I just randomly shot it into Zhou Ling's cold arm.

"If a modified person dies like this, can he still be saved?"

After doing all this, Lu Yuan sat on the ground and stared blankly at Zhou Ling who died in a miserable state, thinking to himself.

"maybe."

(End of this chapter)