The curse is over, and smart IQ has taken over the high ground again.
Everyone was lucky to have survived the disaster, but looking back on the scene just now, they felt a little embarrassed and embarrassed.
Compared with "Effectiveness", the "Minggui" level is more embarrassing and shameless. Even the very nervous Xiahou Aotian can't help but think "it's better to go back", "find a crack in the ground and crawl in" and so on.
idea.
Zhang Yuanqing, who always maintained human consciousness, walked towards Brother Red Chicken, took out the mountain god's scepter and threw it to Guan Ya, urging: "Quick, quick, save people!"
The few people who were not injured quickly adjusted their emotions and rushed to the world to return to the fire. Sun Miaomiao and Brother Hongji rescued their dying teammates.
Fortunately, because the curse passed in time, the three people whose lives were hanging by a thread returned to their original state and stepped back from the door of hell.
The most seriously injured was Brother Red Rooster. His spine was broken, his organs were damaged, and he lost a lot of blood. Even if his spiritual power returned, his condition was still bad.
The fire master lay weakly on the ground, his lips and face were as pale as paper, his pupils were dilated, his chest was heaving violently, and his heart was working overload, trying to provide blood to the oxygen-starved brain, but this only accelerated blood loss.
Zhang Yuanqing took out a tube of golden and clear life source liquid and injected it into Brother Hongji's neck vein.
This is not diluted life source liquid. Diluted life source liquid cannot save an endangered saint. This is the original life source liquid paid for by the Xie family in installments.
Zhang Yuanqing injected half a tube of life source liquid and then stopped, waiting for Guan Ya to send the Mountain God Scepter.
Now he doesn't have much life source liquid in stock. After helping Brother Red Rooster to stabilize his injury initially, he can just hand over the rest to self-healing tools.
"It hurts so much and itches so much"
Brother Red Chicken groaned, the feeling of rebirth from a broken bone was not pleasant, it was quite painful.
The vertebrae proliferated rapidly, the fractures were connected to each other, and the flesh and blood squirmed and grew, but they became weak before they were completely repaired.
Guan Ya walked over with her face flushed. She had initially stabilized Tianxia Guihuo's injuries.
"Brother Hongji, are you okay? I'll treat him." At this moment, Guan Ya's eyes were misty and charming, and her cheeks were flushed.
As soon as Zhang Yuanqing saw her condition, he knew that the side effects of the mountain god's scepter had taken effect. He immediately took out the ghost mirror, grabbed the scepter, handed it to the ghost mirror, and whispered:
"Take it!"
Although Guan Ya was angry, she still felt sorry for her boyfriend. She hesitated and said, "Are you coming?"
"I have the power of the sun to protect me, and I am very resistant to negative states. This is also the reason why I was able to maintain my self-awareness just now." Zhang Yuanqing said.
The alchemist of the Qin Dynasty said that he was able to maintain human cognition because he was rebellious and did not believe in fate. However, Zhang Yuanqing himself knew that his personality was only part of the reason. The more reason was that the Chunyang Body Washing Record had tempered him into an indestructible body.
It has strong resistance to curses, poisons, mind control and other skills.
Only then did Guan Ya take the ghost mirror, and the surging passion was immediately suppressed, the undercurrent of spring subsided, and her legs were no longer weak.
Zhang Yuanqing pressed the emerald gem at the top of the mountain god's scepter against Brother Red Chicken's back. A soft green light lit up, and the flesh and blood that had stopped crawling grew again, covering the spine.
Brother Red Rooster's injuries have finally been repaired and he can move normally.
"Can you stand up?" Zhang Yuanqing stretched out his hand.
"I'm going to beat your lungs out. You've been through hell." Brother Hongji cursed and held his palm, lifting his hand to thank him: "Thanks to you, otherwise I would be in trouble. Every time I enter the S-level dungeon
It's all a tightrope walk, and survival depends on luck."
"Half a tube of life source fluid, remember to return it to me." Zhang Yuanqing pulled him up.
Brother Hongji hooked his shoulder, gave him his weight, and said boldly:
"It's no problem, I also have the life source liquid."
He turned his palm and took out a tube of injection from the inventory.
Zhang Yuanqing didn't answer and said calmly:
"Give me a copy and give it back to me."
Brother Red Rooster looked at him for a few times, showing a rare serious look, "I read that right, you are a loyal person."
After a brief rest, the team members walked to the machine weapon, looked at it for a while, then stretched out their hands to touch the machine body and read the information.
[Name: Six Animals Ceremony]
[Type: Mechanical Weapon]
[Function: Curse, Spiritual Guidance]
[Introduction: The master of the Mo Sect, based on the secret method of the organ inherited by the Mo family, incorporates the power of curses, the power of dreams, and is supplemented by a variety of top-level materials to create it. It can change the fate of all living creatures. It lasts for five minutes and is ineffective against inanimate objects.
.]
[Note: This prop cannot be taken out of the copy.]
"It turns out that it also includes the ability of dreams. No wonder it can affect our cognition." Asano Ryo suddenly realized.
The most terrifying thing about dreams and illusions is not their lethality, but their confusion of spirit and cognition.
"It's a pity that I can't bring out the copy, otherwise I will make a fortune." Sun Miaomiao said regretfully. Thanks to the terrifying resilience of the Night Walker, her injury has completely healed.
"What a wonderful workmanship, what a wonderful workmanship." Xiahou Aotian caressed the machine creation affectionately, with regret on his face, "It's a pity that I can't take it with me."
"It won't turn us into pigs anymore, will it?" Brother Red Rooster kicked the base and said with lingering fear.
Zhang Yuanqing shook his head: "We have passed this level. There should be no danger. Unfortunately, there is no good harvest."
As he spoke, he picked up Little Red Riding Hood and put it in his inventory. When he took it out again, the road had returned to normal.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately put the puppet swordsman into the hat space.
"The fewer things you harvest during the process of clearing the dungeon, the more generous the rewards will be at settlement." The world returned to fire after surviving the catastrophe, with a rare sense of humor:
"This is called the law of conservation of reward."
Seeing that his teammates didn't respond, he was stunned: "Isn't it funny?"
We have just saved a life, how can we relax and listen to your cold jokes? Zhang Yuanqing turned around silently, "Let's go to the next level."
Everyone left silently, leaving Tianxia Guihuo deep in thought.
In this way, they continued to trek in the spacious corridor, sometimes going down and sometimes going up. The candlelight in the alcove was swaying. The top of the head was not a stone wall, but was covered with a wooden ceiling. There were exhaust holes every ten meters, and there was a slight breeze.
pouring in from the stomata.
After walking for more than ten minutes, Brother Hongji suddenly rubbed his arms and said:
"Why did it suddenly get cold? Is it my imagination?"
He was not the only one who felt cold, others also felt the cold air floating in the air, entering their pores.
"It's not an illusion, it's Yin Qi." Sun Miaomiao said: "The Yin Qi in front is very heavy, very heavy, heavier than the Yin Qi on the Corpse Refining Island in Qinfeng Academy."
"It's not Corpse Refining Island, it's Chicken Heart Island." Zhao Chenghuang said.
"I forgot." Sun Miaomiao stuck out her tongue.
"What kind of tongue are you sticking out? It's disgusting." Zhang Yuanqing, the leader, sneered.
"It's disgusting that you repeat your words."
"Hey, why don't you cup my ass?"
"you……"
Seeing that the two of them were still in a leisurely mood and bickering, Guan Ya and the others suddenly stopped panicking. There were three star officials in this team, and the thing they were least afraid of was femininity.
Continuing forward, a cold wind blew in the corridor, the air humidity increased, and the light became brighter and brighter.
After walking for a few more minutes, everyone saw the exit, and weak sunlight shone in from the entrance of the corridor.
Outside the corridor is a valley, with parallel wooden piles inserted into the dark and towering cliffs. Rotten coffins are laid out on the wooden piles. If you look around, there are hundreds of them.
The mud in the valley was dark brown and barren of grass.
When the sun shines into the valley, you can't feel any temperature, and the light is pale and pale.
There are two tablets erected at the entrance of the corridor. One of them says "Burial with a festival" and "Exalt the virtuous", and the other says "Take care of the old mountains and rivers".
"We're here." Zhang Yuanqing stopped and looked a little solemn.
Sun Miaomiao and Zhao Chenghuang also showed solemn expressions. In the eyes of the three star officials, the valley was filled with gloomy air, blocking the sunlight and filled with resentful spirits.
There were men, women, old and young, some were golden soldiers in armor, and some were disciples wearing Mo Sect costumes.
Some have lost their heads, some have bleeding from all their orifices, some have faces full of hatred, and some are mourning and wailing.
But when everyone arrived at the valley, these resentful spirits floating in the air and wandering on the surface all looked over, staring with a pair of frightening white eyes.
When a normal person sees this scene, he will definitely be frightened out of his wits, and even feel chilled in his heart.
Fortunately, except for the three star officials, no one else could see it.
They were still looking at the coffins and stone tablets on the cliff.
As usual, Xia Hou Aotian gave everyone popular science: "Ferential burial means opposing wasting time and wealth on the dead, and respecting the virtuous means promoting people based on their talents regardless of high or low."
Madoka nodded slightly:
"Another meaning of festival burial is the utilization of waste, refining the dead into ghost objects and using them to guard the checkpoints. The meritocracy of the virtuous means that even the enemy can be a 'partner', driving it to fight for oneself.
.”
Xia Hou Aotian was shocked, high-fived and praised: "Enterprise-level understanding."
After saying that, a strong wind blew in the valley, causing the frail alchemist to shiver.
Sun Miaomiao gave a loud warning and shouted: "Back off, everyone, back off, the evil spirit is coming!"
The resentful spirits are like a sea tide, coming overwhelmingly.
Sun Miaomiao and Zhao Chenghuang took two steps forward and lined up with Zhang Yuanqing. Dark, sticky energy emerged from the eyes of the three star officials, and they used their soul-devouring skills.
The incoming army of resentful spirits all stopped and there was a commotion.
The Night Travel God played a role in suppressing the resentful spirits.
"It would be nice if we brought the soul-calling flags here. These are my soldiers." Sun Miaomiao said with a hint of regret. Taking advantage of the fact that the army of resentful spirits was temporarily suppressed, she raised her hand and fished it out into the void.
He grabbed a piece of yellow monk's robe covered with blood and painted with spiritual vessels.
She blew on the robe, then threw it up high and said, "Put it away!"
The Taoist robe unfolded out of thin air, creating a vortex of Yin Qi.
The resentful spirits screamed and turned into blue smoke, which was sucked into the Taoist robes according to the rhythm of the whirlpool.
What a powerful prop. Zhang Yuanqing was envious for a while. The Taoist robe was obviously a top-quality prop, and its level and quality were not something that Level 4 Sun Miaomiao could possess.
The only source is the blessing of the sect or elders.
It's good to have a Yeyoushen sect as a supporter. Unlike him, there are only a few exclusive copies of Yeyoushen that he has entered, and the professional props he can obtain are extremely limited.
The inventory is filled with alluring bitches from all major professions.
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from high in the valley.
The heads of everyone at the entrance of the corridor were buzzing, as if they had been hit on the head with a stick. Warm liquid flowed from their noses, and their brains felt dizzy.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing heard a crisp sound of bones breaking. He turned around and saw that Sun Miaomiao's head was twisted behind her. The skin on her neck was torn due to insufficient toughness, and large streams of blood flowed out.
Bloody tears flowed from her eyes, and her expression froze on her face.
The Taoist robe lost its owner's control and fell lightly.
In Zhang Yuanqing's field of vision, a resentful spirit wearing a black robe and disheveled hair possessed Sun Miaomiao, severely injuring her in the simplest and most efficient way.
"Crack, click, click."
Sun Miaomiao's knees and elbows were twisted into twists one after another.
Zhao Chenghuang and her teammates behind her were still in a state of dizziness, and no one could save her.
Fuck, the evil spirit of the illusionist!" He swore loudly, and the darkness in his eyes emerged again. He stretched out his hand to wrap around Sun Miaomiao's neck and caught the evil spirit inside.
Because of the body protection of Chunyang Body Wash, he suffered the least damage, the dizziness caused was also very slight, and he returned to normal almost instantly.
That's why we can help.
As soon as he touched the resentful spirit in Sun Miaomiao's body, Zhang Yuanqing realized that it was a high-level resentful spirit at the peak of a saint, with a whole level of experience points higher than him.
Feeling the suppression from a star officer of the same level, the spirit's mental power expands, and it is necessary to use another mental attack.
But the enchanting Yi Chuanmei floated above Zhang Yuanqing's head, and deep whirlpools appeared in his pupils.
Dreamland!
The resistance of the resentful spirit in Sun Miaomiao's body became weaker and weaker, and gradually entered the dream state.
Seizing the opportunity created by Yi Chuanmei, Zhang Yuanqing gathered a faint golden light in his palm and pulled it out with all his strength.
The wraith with disheveled hair and black robe was pulled out.
Immediately afterwards, the golden light condensed into a weak, slender spear and was thrown at the resentful spirit.
"Chichi~"
The golden light penetrated the illusory body of the resentful spirit, and a large plume of blue smoke rose up.
"Ikawa Mei!"
After throwing the spear, Zhang Yuanqing immediately shouted.
Yichuan Mei and her master had the same mind. Without hesitation, she raised her white neck and launched a spiritual attack on the resentful spirit.
In the next second, the scream of the resentful spirit sounded, and then stopped abruptly. It held its head and howled in pain.
At this time, Zhao Chenghuang recovered from the mental blow. Without saying a word, he grabbed a stack of sealing talismans from the inventory and shook his hands.
The spirit-sealing talisman shot out and adsorbed on the resentful spirit, like a red-hot iron hitting a snowman, causing a large amount of black smoke to rise.
Guan Ya flew out from behind the two of them, as fast as a swimming dragon, leaped high into the sky, and struck at the resentful spirit with a leap!
The swordsman's evil spirit has a high lethality against the resentful spirits, and her insight technique can vaguely sense the location of the resentful spirits.
Encountering attacks one after another, the spirit's aura dropped sharply, from the peak of level six to the early stage of level six. It rushed up and fled towards the towering cliff while letting out an ear-piercing scream.
Mental blow!
The surviving resentful spirits in the valley flew upward with it, and merged into the body of the black-robed resentful spirits like moths flying into the flames.
It devoured the resentful spirits to strengthen itself, and screamed again. This time it was not a spiritual strike, but a summons.
More than a hundred coffins lying on the cliff had their lids opened at the same time. The coffin lids fell from a height with a "bang bang" like falling rain, which was extremely spectacular.
In the coffin, the rotten and ugly corpses sat up, clicked their heads and looked at the team below.
"Good guy, they are all Yin Zhi, high-quality Yin Zhi." Zhang Yuanqing clicked his tongue repeatedly, "You are so rich."
As a star official, you can judge the quality of these corpses based on their breath. Most of them are in the extraordinary realm, but there are also many saints.
Facing the Inferi, the Night Travel God has no innate ability to suppress them, so the corpse-suppressing talisman is effective. However, with such a huge army of Inferi, it is obviously not wise to draw talismans, and it is better to use physical force to explode.
Zhao Chenghuang sensed the difficulty and said in a deep voice: "Be serious, there will be a tough battle next."
There are hundreds of Inferi, plus a main formation of level 6 wraiths. Even if they are as powerful as the squad of the dead, it will still be a tough battle.
"How can I let him be arrogant in my field?" Zhang Yuanqing raised his hand and grabbed it.
A baby's head appears in the palm of the hand.
The baby looks extremely cute, with chubby cheeks, skin as white and tender as milk, and long intertwined eyelashes. It seems to be sleeping.
If it didn't have only one head, it would be a love-making Beibi.
"Fuck!"
Brother Hongji and Xiahou Aotian screamed at the same time and instinctively covered their bellies.
"Why the hell did you bring this thing?" Brother Hongji looked nervous and backed away slowly.
Also retreating was Xiahou Aotian.
Guan Ya raised her eyebrows, knowing that this was the holy baby of the Xie family, which could allow the eldest daughter and the eldest man to experience the feeling of pregnancy.
"What's wrong?" Asano Ryo asked curiously when he saw that the two of them were suddenly nervous and had fear on their faces.
Brother Hongji glanced at her, "You don't have a boyfriend yet? You haven't given birth to a child."
Asano Ryo was ashamed and angry, thinking that this man had no manners at all, how could he offend an eighteen-year-old girl like this.
Brother Red Rooster hummed:
"That thing is called the Holy Infant, and its crying can make people pregnant."
brush!
Asano Ryo, Madoka, Princess Yinyao, and Tianxia Guihuo scrambled to retreat.
Sensing the scene behind him, Zhang Yuanqing raised his lips:
"If you don't want to be pregnant with my child, just cover your ears and retreat to the corridor.
"Then it's time for ghosts to give birth!"
After speaking, he pressed the Holy Infant on his shoulders.
Blood vessels and nerves grew from the Holy Infant's neck, connecting with the flesh and blood of his shoulders.
It gained life from this, and its closed eyes suddenly opened.
