In an instant, a formation covering a forty-meter radius formed instantly, like an inverted bowl, enveloping Zhang Yuanqing, Blood Rose and the little emperor.

With luck, the pointer stayed in the black area as expected.

Above the yin and yang dial, a dialog box that can only be seen appears:

[Pointer: black]

[Remark 1: Answer the questions on the turntable. If you answer correctly, you can re-rotate the pointer, accumulate three whites, and the ban can be lifted. 】

[Remark 2: Anyone who answers incorrectly will die!]

The dialog box froze for a few seconds, then disappeared, and a new dialog box popped up, hanging above the turntable.

[Question: A customer came to the custom shop. When the bystanders saw him coming, they laughed and said: Hey, our five centimeters are here. The customer was furious when he heard this and said: Every girl who receives me feels comfortable all over.

I feel weak, I don’t know how happy I am.】

[Remarks: Please use an idiom to describe the above content and answer within thirty seconds. Countdown: 00:29:45]

It was an easy question. Zhang Yuanqing glanced at it and then threw the turntable aside.

Then, he took out two packs of explosives from his backpack, threw them at his feet, and used the star escape technique to escape before the fetus took away too much power.

He appeared at the entrance of the palace, looked back, and happened to see Blood Rose jumping over the explosive pack and running towards him.

After the little emperor entered the formation laid out by Yin Ji, his quality declined and his speed slowed down significantly. Therefore, he did not catch up with Blood Rose and arrived at the location of the explosive pack two seconds later.

Without any hesitation, he pressed the detonator.

"boom!"

The ground shook violently, thick smoke and fire surged up, swallowing up the little emperor's green and black body, and the violent air waves uprooted the surrounding trees.

The thick smoke dissipated, revealing a charred human figure. The scales on the little emperor's body were blown away in large areas, his left hand was blown off, a hole was blown out of his lower abdomen, and the bones of his two calves were even visible.

After its level dropped, its physical body and physique also declined.

The explosion caused considerable damage.

"Wow! Wow! Wow"

The crying became more intense.

I saw that the little emperor's body was covered with burn marks, healing rapidly, and his scales were growing.

At this moment, 30 seconds passed, and the turntable on the side shot out a rich black light, shining directly on the little emperor.

It was healing rapidly, but the growing wounds and scales stopped abruptly.

The baby still cries, but it can no longer heal the host. The life force it releases is greedily grabbed by another force.

Successfully, the yin and yang wheel worked. Zhang Yuanqing shook off the yin and yang robe, draped it on his shoulders, put on the unyielding breastplate, and took out the mountain god's scepter and back boots.

The back earth boots allowed him to continuously capture the power of the earth, and his slightly sore limbs were instantly filled with strength. At the same time, due to the increased endurance, his tolerance for abdominal pain was greatly enhanced.

The strange power of the mountain god's scepter made his body function surpass the peak of its optimal state.

Feeling that his body was stronger than ever before, Zhang Yuanqing held the staff in one hand and the magic pestle in the other, and charged towards the little emperor.

Fifty meters away, teammates with bulging stomachs seemed to have forgotten the pain, looking expectantly and nervously at the figure of Yuanshi Tianzun rushing towards the boss.

"Roar!"

The little emperor roared low and rushed towards the enemy with some staggering steps.

With a wave of his sharp right claw, he easily tore apart the enemy.

But this was just an illusion. The Star Illusion spell created an illusion. The real Yuanshi Tianzun appeared behind the little emperor, and the demon pestle pierced the skin and flesh of the back of the heart.

The little emperor suddenly turned around and swung his right paw out quickly and urgently.

His height was exactly at Zhang Yuanqing's waist, and his sharp black claws hit the waist.

There was a flash of yellow light, and the claw attack was blocked.

Zhang Yuanqing swung the mountain god's scepter and struck it hard on the little emperor's head, causing scales to fly.

“Bang bang bang”

He walked around the little emperor, beating the scepter in his hand constantly, and combined with his good fighting skills to suppress the boss.

But even if the little emperor's quality is reduced, his strength and speed are still stronger than those of a level 4 star officer.

Although it was at a disadvantage and was continuously beaten, and its short body was already scarred, but as long as Zhang Yuanqing tried to stab the demon pestle at close range, it would fight back crazily.

"Wow! Wow"

The baby's cries became more intense, and Zhang Yuanqing also heard cries from his stomach, echoing the cry.

There was a sharp pain in my abdomen, and a baby's face was printed on my belly.

The little emperor took the opportunity to wave his remaining right claw and swiped it hard at the enemy's waist.

Zhang Yuanqing cut his string and flew away like a kite.

While he was rolling on the ground, he heard the metal buckle of his belt snap. This high-quality brand-name belt bag was finally damaged due to the heavy load.

At this time, her belly had swelled to an exaggerated level, like a pregnant woman who was about to give birth.

And the only way for him to give birth is to burst out of his belly.

Time was running out, and Zhang Yuanqing didn't have time to take care of the Elvis speaker. This prop couldn't be put into the inventory, and the buckle of the belt bag was broken. It would be a burden to pick it up forcibly, and he couldn't hold it in his hands for fighting.

The situation is getting worse and worse. If I can't solve it within twenty seconds, I can only use the Elvis Presley speaker. Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts are turning, and he is reviewing his skills and props.

The fetus in his belly is taking away his strength and skills every moment. In a state of constant "bleeding", means that can enhance himself are particularly valuable.

The suona sound from Elvis Presley's speakers still had a certain amplification for him.

When it comes to life and death, you have to use it even if your identity as the descendant of the Demon Lord is revealed. After all, if you return to the spiritual realm, everything will be in vain.

Soon, he thought of a way.

"Attsu!"

The mountain god's scepter was inserted under the foot, half of the staff was submerged in the soft soil, and the emerald gem on the top emitted a halo.

The surrounding vegetation began to mutate, and branches emerged from the ground, trying to entangle the little emperor.

The little emperor, who was all blue and black, opened his black lips and took a deep breath. The remaining scales on his body opened and he frantically plundered the surrounding water.

Zhang Yuanqing's water loss was rapid, her skin became shriveled and wrinkled, and her condition became worse.

The only good thing was that the Unyielding Breastplate slightly slowed down the water loss, and then the endurance and the power of the earth provided by the earth boots supported his exhausted body.

Zhang Yuanqing grabbed a nearly forgotten prop.

——Blood Rouge!

Open the silver rouge box, pick up a touch of scarlet rouge with your fingertips, and apply it on the magic pestle.

Then, he breathed out the power of the lunar calendar and summoned a beautiful red figure wearing a wedding dress and holding a cute baby in her arms.

Then he used fugue, the spirit body left the body, and flew towards the little emperor together with the ghost bride.

The master and servant crashed into the little emperor's body at the same time.

"Roar"

The little emperor opened his black lips and let out an angry roar. His body trembled violently and his limbs spasmed, fighting for the dominance of the body with the two saint-level spirits in his body.

On the other side, a wisp of ghost appeared, attached to the demon-fuming pestle stained with blood rouge, whistling and shooting towards the little emperor.

"puff!"

The magic pestle pierced the little emperor's chest, and he suddenly froze.

Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly took Bai Lan back into his spirit body before Fu Mo Chu arrived.

The next second, the golden sun erupted, and golden light erupted from the little emperor's mouth, eyes, and nose, burning the body into charcoal.

The shadow attached to the demon pestle also disappeared under the power of the sun.

This time, the little emperor could not be resurrected because the black light of the Yin-Yang turntable enveloped the baby's head on his shoulders.

Solved. Zhang Yuanqing picked up the magic pestle, put his foot on the chest of the scorched corpse, held the baby's head, and pulled it out.

The little emperor's body completely dissipated.

I accepted the regular prop parts... Zhang Yuanqing put the baby's head in the inventory, returned to the place where the Elvis speaker fell, picked up the fanny pack in his hand, then picked up the Yin and Yang turntable, and returned the prop to the inventory.

inside.

The ban is lifted.

After doing all this, he heard the sound of rapid footsteps and saw Yin Ji returning with her teammates with excited faces.
Chapter completed!