Chapter 36 Break through the formation to kill the enemy and flee
The cold breath actually has no color at all, just because its absolute temperature is too low, making it appear more dense and viscous in the dark. When this breath is like a big net, tightly wrapping me
, my brain was frozen solid as if I had fallen into an ice cave, and I instantly smelled the breath of death, as if I was only one step away from the underworld.
But just one step away is a world of difference. If I were an ordinary person, I might really die here. But at that moment, a strange will suddenly appeared in my heart, an unyielding, unyielding will.
Compromise and fearless will drive away all the weaknesses in my heart.
I gritted my teeth, and the anger in my heart began to accumulate exponentially: "They are just some refined undead spirits, and they let a great being like me die. It's too overestimating!"
Such thoughts suddenly passed through my mind, and the breath in my chest was turbulent. The right hand holding the ghost sword felt hot. The heat was not different from the sun in the sky, but the magma accumulated in the ground, containing the burning heat under the undercurrent.
The temperature exploded instantly, and the countless ghostly faces that were wrapped around my body finally showed expressions of fear and began to return as if they were fleeing.
Despite this, there were still many Yin Spirit Qi that had no time to escape, and were burned into wisps of unconscious air currents, and disappeared into ashes.
However, although this Yin spirit was frustrated by me, it gained an absolute upper hand in the stalemate with the great monk Shifang. Although the golden light coming out of the monk's scriptures burned the corpse monster into black smoke and a scorching smell.
formation, but he couldn't pull out any of the Zen staff in his hand. Instead, he was pulled tightly and fell towards the wall of the corridor.
With a muffled sound, the extremely powerful monk first hit the wall hard, and then threw himself to the ground like a bag.
Shi Fang's defeat made me feel a lot heavier. In order to prevent the corpse monster from stepping forward to hit the great monk, I couldn't help but grit my teeth and step forward, waving the ghost sword until the sound of wind started to rise, and the shadows of the swords were connected like a fan.
, extremely sharp.
The corpse monster is lying in the corridor at the moment. If it stood up straight, it would be four or five meters high. We have taken advantage of this, so that even if I try my best, I can gain a slight upper hand.
He barely rescued the temporarily comatose monk. However, how could this corpse monster, which could scare everyone including Zen Master Lianzhu into running away, be so easy to deal with?
After I mobilized the strength in my belly and repelled two rounds of attacks from the zombie monster, the ugly monster suddenly let out a cry like a giant salamander from its "mouth", tightened the bones and flesh of its arms, and hit the green wall of the corridor with its fist.
On the stone slab, there was a huge earthquake under our feet, and then it actually stopped fighting with me and began to squat down, preparing to stand up.
This corridor is narrow and low, how can it accommodate it? However, this guy ignored it and kept the corridor groaning. The sound of cracking bricks and stones kept coming from above. I was scared to death. If this corridor collapses, we will
He will definitely not survive.
I didn't hesitate at that moment, I could only condense the strength in my body into a line, and with one lunge, I thrust my sword towards the heart of the terrifying corpse monster.
The guy was kneeling in the alleyway, with his hands on the top, and the door was wide open. I stabbed in with my sword, and it successfully penetrated his chest.
It went so well, but I was not happy. I felt that the ghost sword was immediately absorbed by the piece of meat and could not be pulled out. I simply refused to pull it out and stirred the ghost sword inside his body. While stirring, I had already pulled the ghost sword out.
The sword's ability to absorb Yin spirits was stimulated to the extreme, continuously absorbing negative energy from the corpse monster.
However, the ghost sword is powerful, but it is limited after all. I saw that the sword was filled with rich black color, almost like charcoal. I knew that if this continued, the ghost sword would not only fail to absorb the effect, but would be exploded on the spot.
However, at this moment, the end of the ghost sword seemed to be grabbed by something, tightly, making me unable to move. Just when I was suspicious, the bloody and pus-filled belly suddenly split open
There was a cut, and then a furry hand stretched out from inside. This hand stretched out bit by bit, holding my ghost sword. The tough palm did not leave a trace of blood. My heart sank, like a brick.
Rocks fell from above, I moved slightly away, and my right leg was painfully hit by the splashed gravel.
And at this moment, the belly of the corpse monster was finally cut open, and a 1.9-meter-tall plush werewolf popped out from it. The eyes were red and almost demonic, the front mouth was like a dog, the body was as strong as iron, and the hair all over the body was covered with wet hair.
As soon as the corpse liquid appeared, it rushed towards me without saying a word.
It's not like I haven't fought against this kind of thing before, but the strength of the one in front of me was really frightening. I didn't have time to dodge. As soon as my left shoulder was touched, a huge force came from me.
He lost his balance and flew towards the black mist behind him.
In mid-air, I also saw Xiaoyao and Duoduo in the air, using their strength to resist the encroachment of the Yin spirit. In the end, in an instant, I flew into the darkness, and fell heavily on the stone wall with my back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
came out. However, this was not the end of the nightmare. On the contrary, the nightmare had just begun. The werewolf that emerged from the belly of the corpse monster was very terrifying. It opened its mouth and bit me on the left side of my neck.
The strength of this beast was so amazing that I had my shoulders put on me and I couldn't avoid it. I could only grit my teeth and use my head to kiss the wolf.
Just when I closed my eyes and bumped into it, the expected pain did not come. Instead, the strength of the pair of claws on my body was reduced a bit. I was surprised, and I seized the opportunity to roll over. I heard the little boy next to me.
Yao and Duoduo shouted together: "Don't hurt brother Lu Zuo!"
Among the voices, Duoduo's milky words were the most anxious. My heart warmed and I shouted loudly: "Little demon, Duoduo, come closer to me!"
In the darkness, I couldn't see my fingers, only the sticky and slippery air flowed around me. At this moment, I heard Zhou Lin's feminine scream: "Ah, you old monk, how could you...
" Before he finished speaking, the darkness suddenly converged into a ball, and there were footsteps running into the distance. I saw colorful brilliance, wandering in the space, driving away the darkness.
Zamao Xiaodao stood in front of me covered in blood again, looked me over, and said in a deep voice: "Little Poison, are you okay?"
I faced Zamao Xiaodao's concerned eyes, rubbed my dull chest, and said it was okay, that werewolf... Halfway through my words, I turned back to look for the werewolf that rushed out of the zombie monster's belly, only to see it coming.
In the fight with Zen Master Lianzhu, the old monk was able to suppress this extremely powerful werewolf with only a pair of fleshy palms, so that he did not dare to go wild.
Seeing that my eyes were clear, Zamao Xiaodao quickly pulled me and urged: "Let's go, let's go! Get out of here quickly, otherwise we will die here!"
He pulled me to the entrance of the cave that Zhou Lin had blocked just now. There was a man in black lying on the ground, but it was not Zhou Lin, but another member of the evil spirit cult. I stepped over the entrance of the cave and looked back at the hairy path behind me.
, what about Zhou Lin?
Zamao Xiaodao said that Gouri's left arm was injured and the magic circle was broken. He left his companions and ran away. He turned around and called Zen Master Lianzhu: "Master, the tunnel is about to collapse. Bring the werewolf here and we will deal with it together."
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At this time, Shi Yongkong helped the burly monk Shi Fang to get into the passage. Even Ermao was driven here by the little demon, but Master Lianzhu was still attracted by the werewolf with strange red eyes.
The young monk Shi Yongkong was anxious about his master. After entrusting Shi Fang to our care, he turned around.
The tunnel was still trembling, and large rocks were falling from above. My heart suddenly jumped. I saw a surging group of corpses appearing behind the terrifying corpse monster. None of the corpses had heads. They were different from the previous ones.
The dead energy was so ferocious that if the corpse monster hadn't filled the tunnel, those guys would have squeezed in.
Seeing the unexpected horror of the werewolf's speed and strength, Zamao Xiaodao arranged at the entrance of the cave and shouted at me: "Little poisonous thing, shake it!" I would understand, take out the vibrator, and hit the head.
With a flash, the blue light hit the strong werewolf, and his figure suddenly stagnated and stopped moving. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zen Master Lianzhu and Shi Yongkong finally rushed out of the cave entrance, like the wind.
I saw that everyone had come out of the cave entrance and came to the passage before us. A talisman was burning on the Zamao Path. The talisman caught fire and turned into red lotuses all over the sky, burning the place to prevent evil spirits from coming.
After completing this strategy to block the enemy, Zamao Xiaodao turned back to discuss with everyone: "Everyone, this place is very dangerous. We can't stay any longer. We must leave quickly. After joining the large army, we can come back to dig for treasure. How about that?"
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The zombie monster and the terrifying werewolf from before had completely weakened our courage, and we no longer had the intention to take risks, so we all nodded in agreement.
I threw the unconscious monk Shifang onto Ermao's back, asked Duoduo to take care of him, and then returned along the original path.
As we walked along, we felt that the lifeless energy behind us was dissipating, and we followed closely. We couldn't help but walk a little faster. Walking so fast, we soon returned to the hall where Zamao Path and Luo Feiyu were facing each other. The oil lamp was still bright.
However, the flames that were burning quietly began to sway and sway. We stayed here for two minutes, discussed the escape route, and finally decided not to return to the center of the formation, but to follow the path that the masters of Sheshengya came from.
withdraw.
After another burst of sprinting, he drilled around in the maze-like cave. Suddenly, Zen Master Lianzhu at the front stopped. With a swing of his sleeves, the colorful clouds and inchworms swiped towards the dead end in front of him, but it was of no use.
The old monk's face was very ugly. Seeing this situation, Shi Yongkong explained to us: "Our path was diverted by someone using the formation, and we can't get out!"
This was expected, the little monk said helplessly. We had no choice but to return to the stone hall and let Ermao lead the way and run towards the center.
However, just after we returned to the hall, a surging group of corpses appeared on the east side. In the corner, the red-eyed werewolf was looking around. "Run!" Zamao Xiaodao roared, and we stopped staying and headed towards the suspended floating island.