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Chapter eight hundred and forty-six: the immortal strokes my top, bears longevity(2/2)

The air mass, which was originally only gray-black, became extremely black.

This is the condensation of death energy.

If it hits someone.

It is very terrifying to be able to directly deprive people of their vitality.

But for Xiao Changfeng, it had no impact at all.

The immortal body of the green dragon is helpless even with the poisonous spirit of the Holy Son of One Hundred Poisons.

What's more, it's just lifeless.

Moreover, Xiao Changfeng broke through to the Nascent Soul stage.

It can directly absorb death energy, just like spiritual energy.

But he didn't absorb it at this time.

Instead, he plans to give all this death energy to the Black Iron Corpse King.

At this moment.

Above the head of the Black Iron Corpse King.

The thick black air mass was three meters in diameter.

"open!"

Xiao Changfeng suddenly shouted.

In an instant, the thick black air of death was like a flood.

Falling suddenly.

Go straight to the head of the Black Iron Corpse King.

Boom!

There was a roar like a bell.

It sounded from the body of the Black Iron Corpse King.

I saw the Black Iron Corpse King trembling all over.

It seems that he can't bear this powerful death aura.

However, Xiao Changfeng looked solemn.

Green light emerged in his eyes, and his consciousness became clear.

"Open again!"

Xiao Changfeng once again reached out and patted the Black Iron Corpse King lightly on the head.

Suddenly, the three-meter-sized air ball crashed down again.

Like the Milky Way flowing backward.

The terrifying death energy is enough to destroy a small town of ten thousand people.

And at this time.

The only small area left on top of the Black Iron Corpse King's head.

Finally the bronze color started to emerge.

"Three open!"

Xiao Changfeng paid full attention and suddenly shouted.

This time.

All the dead energy in the air mass fell away.

It was stuffed into the body of the Black Iron Corpse King like a stuffed duck.

If it is an ordinary human being or monster.

Naturally, Xiao Changfeng would not choose such a violent and blunt method.

But the Black Iron Corpse King is a dead corpse.

I don’t know pain and I’m not afraid of death.

Therefore, this violent and blunt approach is the most suitable for it.

boom!

After all the death energy was absorbed into the Black Iron Corpse King.

The Black Iron Corpse King's whole body was shaking violently.

It seemed like he was in great pain.

"roar!"

Finally, he suddenly let out a roar.

I saw the surging death energy quickly dissipating like ripples on the surface of a lake.

Whoosh!

A bright bronze light shines from the Black Iron Corpse King.

No, it should be a bronze corpse now.

The bronze corpse at this moment was covered with blood.

Completely turned into a bronze color.

Although the body of two meters is not tall.

But the pressure on people is stronger than before.

boom!

The bronze corpse suddenly punched the ground.

Immediately, a pit several meters deep was created with his fist as the center.

"That's right, that's right. Although there are no spells or martial arts, this body alone is comparable to the second or third level of the Imperial Martial Realm."

Xiao Changfeng nodded in approval.

I am also quite satisfied with this bronze corpse.

But there is still one final step left to put the finishing touch.

Whoosh!

Surging consciousness surged out of Xiao Changfeng's eyes.

Then Xiao Changfeng reached out and touched the bronze corpse's head gently.

"The Immortal caressed my head, and my hair was tied and I received eternal life!"

Buzz!

In the dark and soulless eyes of the bronze corpse.

Suddenly a sense of consciousness came over him.

Then he looked at Xiao Changfeng.

With a mechanical voice, he said the first sentence:
Chapter completed!
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