Chapter 691: Humble, Weak, Helpless
Due to the emphasis on strengthening the muscles and bones when adding points, Yang Yiyi's brute force cannot be underestimated. Not to mention throwing a person like noodles, it is not uncommon for her to lift a car as a flying pancake.
If an ordinary person was repeatedly beaten by Yang Yiyi, he would have fallen apart long ago. But Ran Xiaolan is not like that. Her various attribute values are rapidly improving over time, and her physical fitness is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
Yang Yiyi, who was repeatedly beaten, suddenly felt numb in her hand and was freed from Ran Xiaolan's hand. Now she didn't dare to float, and quickly ran backwards towards Yang Yiyi, and commanded the surrounding light red aura to surround Yang Yiyi.
Although there was still no expression on her face, the two bloods flowing from her nose made the scene look a little funny...
After all, she was in a state of being possessed by a god. Although she didn't have a divine shield like a true god, at least her ability to withstand beatings was not weak.
Of course Yang Yiyi would not let go. When Ran Xiaolan ran, she would chase her. Moreover, Ran Xiaolan had super high and still improving attributes, but in essence she was still just a witch who did not know martial arts. With the blessing of Yanbo Jiang Jue, Yang Yiyi could almost be said to be chasing Ran Xiaolan.
But speaking of it, Ran Xiaolan was the worst.
All her attacks had no effect on Yang Yiyi. Although Yang Yiyi did not cause much damage to her, the psychological damage was great.
The scene was not very large. After a while, the two retreated from the big tree to the campfire.
At this time, the Dead Ghost King suddenly jumped out and blocked Ran Xiaolan:
"Ran Wuzhu went to deal with those people in the martial arts world, and I will deal with this girl."
Although the Corpse Ghost King did not know what was going on, at least it seemed that Yang Yiyi was restraining Ran Xiaolan. In this case, the Corpse Ghost King just had to entangle Yang Yiyi.
Even though he still had Zhou Wenyi's pistol on his shoulder, the Corpse Ghost King was very confident in his ability to withstand blows. When he fought with Yang Yiyi just now, he also figured out her tricks, so he was very confident that he could entangle Yang Yiyi for a while.
Now it was Wu Shaoyi's turn to be anxious. They were blocked by the light red aura and could not get close at all. If they wanted to help, they could only throw hidden weapons from a distance.
Ran Xiaolan's eyes lit up when she heard this, but she did not deal with those Central Plains people as the Corpse Ghost King said, but grabbed the Corpse Ghost King's arm from behind.
"Ran Wuzhu? You... Ah ah ah! What are you doing!"
When Ran Xiaolan touched the Corpse Ghost King, an uncontrollable fire suddenly ignited under his feet. The flames burned from his legs to his chest in an instant. In the Corpse Ghost King's screams, the flames burned him to ashes in the blink of an eye, leaving only a mask falling to the ground.
The Corpse Ghost King, one of the four kings of the Tianlang Sect, was gone just like that.
This move not only caught the Corpse Ghost King off guard, but also frightened the charging Yang Yiyi.
Is it so annoying?
Ran Xiaolan herself was not very willing to cooperate with the Heavenly Wolf Cult. She was not stupid, and of course she could see that the Western Regions intended to use the Southern Xinjiang as a pawn.
However, since the Heavenly Wolf Cult sent a lot of items necessary for the ceremony, it was not impossible to help them.
And the Corpse Ghost King?
He was used as a sacrifice.
It is not common to gain power by sacrificing living people in Southern Xinjiang, but at least living sacrifices have not been completely eliminated. Their lives are still relatively primitive tribal systems, and their beliefs are of course very primitive.
The stronger the person used as a sacrifice, the higher the specifications of the sacrifice.
At the same time as the Corpse Ghost King was burned, a layer of fine red aura suddenly rose from Ran Xiaolan's feet. If the aura had substance, it would wrap him up like a whirlwind.
Yang Yiyi certainly didn't know why they wanted to kill each other, but looking at Ran Xiaolan's style...
It doesn't look good, as if she is going to transform into the second stage.
This is indeed the case.
The whirlwind-like red aura spread out in a flash. Ran Xiaolan's whole body is now burning with red aura. The aura behind her, which looks like wings, becomes clearer at this moment. It is not an illusion, but really a wing.
An orange-red feather stands on her head, and her whole body is covered with fine feathers. Although it is only a phantom at present, it is not the same as before.
The flames in the bonfire behind her are like obedient servants, burning around Ran Xiaolan. As the fire powder flies, she looks more and more like a human, and even more like...
Phoenix?
Considering the name of Baofeng Village, maybe the god they worship is really a phoenix.
If you look at it from Li Chengxi's side, you will find that Ran Xiaolan's attribute values have immediately soared by one third, and it is still maintaining a high-speed upward trend. Now, the various attributes alone are very close to Yang Yiyi, and it will surpass her in a few seconds, and this is not counting the divine power that is a few points stronger than before.
Ran Xiaolan is also very satisfied with this, as if her confidence has returned.
But speaking of Yang Yiyi, she rushed through the flames surrounding Ran Xiaolan the next second and punched Ran Xiaolan on the left face, not only knocking her out, but also spinning and knocking her out, fluttering on the ground twice.
What a fancy trick, it was still done with one punch.
"Fuck! What the hell is this One Punch Man?!"
Although the people present could not hear Li Chengxi's complaints, he did speak out everyone's thoughts.
Let's be reasonable, he put on a final boss second stage transformation look, full of style, but was killed by a normal attack in seconds, you can imagine how fucked he was.
This feeling is like the final boss of a game, looking down on the player who didn't even wear all the equipment with an aura of looking down on the world, but who knows that there is a "ding" sound in the ear, and then the boss is killed by the player's ordinary attack.
What the hell?
Is she a disciple of Yueying Fengling Sect?
Ran Xiaolan, who was knocked away, climbed up with the help of the floor, and covered her face that was punched by Yang Yiyi, with an expression of "my father has never hit me".
If you want to say "wow", she is the one who feels the most wow.
Obviously, she has obtained powerful power through the ritual, and even sacrificed the corpse ghost king, why is it useless?
Are all the people in the Central Plains monsters?
Yang Yiyi did not continue to chase because she felt a little hot in her chest.
I had this feeling just now, but Yang Yiyi's attention was mainly focused on Ran Xiaolan. She thought it might be that the air around Ran Xiaolan was so hot, so she didn't care.
And after the punch just now, the hot feeling in her chest was already very obvious.
Reaching into her bosom and feeling around, Yang Yiyi grabbed a bright red feather.
This is Jiufeng's feather.
Because this thing has the function of removing disease, Yang Yiyi has always carried it with her. It is usually just a red feather.
But now, the feather is shining with flowing spiritual light, as if it is absorbing the light red spiritual energy around it.
This is exactly why Yang Yiyi can ignore Ran Xiaolan's counterattack.
Ran Xiaolan counterattacked many times, and Yang Yiyi was also hit many times, but each time she was just bounced away and was not injured at all.
And when she attacked directly with her hands, Ran Xiaolan could not block it at all, because Ran Xiaolan's power was absorbed by this feather.
Jiufeng's feather does not have the function of absorbing other people's power, but what if Ran Xiaolan's power actually comes from Jiufeng?
At this time, in the canopy that fell to the lowest point, a huge orange light like a fireball suddenly lit up.
With a sharp cry, a strange bird with eighteen wings, nine heads, and gorgeous feathers all over its body floated down from the light.
It seemed to be roaring, blaming mortals for disturbing its sleep.
Then it saw Yang Yiyi, who was holding the feather and was confused, and its angry cry stopped abruptly.
"Yang, Miss Yang? What are you..."
It spoke, and the tone sounded a bit flattering.
Everyone present had their brains shut down at the same time.
