The Black Crow Taoist Master was shocked, and he didn't realize when the chess piece came over.
It seems to still have some strength.
But just now my thoughts were all on the Corpse King. If
As Wu Chong walked in, he discovered that Wu Chong's body was unscathed. The previous blow from the Corpse King had even shattered the building, and he could only flee in panic. Logically speaking, the position where this man was standing at that time was far away.
He was not far away and should also be in the core area being attacked. How could he remain unscathed?
"Is your senior brother not here?"
Wu Chong's tone was no longer as patient as it was at the beginning.
"Why weren't you injured? That blow just now was already a Grandmaster level attack, even for me."
Buzz!
A beam of light broke through the sky, turning into a black lightning and bombarding the three of them.
Piercing Fist Gang! This is the power of the Corpse King.
As he got closer, Taoist Master Black Crow even saw the black lightning surrounding the fist.
Only a muffled sound of "Peng" was heard, and the entire fist completely hit Wu Chong's vest, hitting him so hard that his body didn't even move.
Seeing this scene, the Black Crow Taoist Master had a big mouth, and then looked at Wu Chong with a horrified look on his face.
‘Didn’t Senior Brother say that this Iron Chicken Master was temporarily promoted by him to make up for his job? Then who can explain the scene in front of me?’
Could it be that senior brother is trying to trick me?
Taoist Master Black Crow was agitated and suddenly understood why his senior brother did not come over this time.
After the fists dispersed, Wu Chong found that the clothes on his back were rotten, exposing the skin underneath. It was troublesome to wear clothes with tattered strips of cloth, so he simply tore them off, and the muscle lines of his upper body appeared on the Black Crow Road.
before the Lord.
Looking at him again, the previous punch from the Corpse King did not even break his skin.
What kind of monster is this?
Are you human?
Isn’t the companion beast king in our world? How come you, a human, can withstand the attack caused by the power of the companion beast?
Wu Chong didn't care what was going on in the mind of the Black Crow Taoist Master. He fished for a long time but still didn't lure out the Tianxiang San people. He guessed that the old boy wouldn't be fooled. Fortunately, two more fish came in now.
The three Heavenly Ranking Grandmasters can also close the net.
I saw him walking over, pinching the head of the Black Crow Taoist Master, and lifting him up. In an instant, violent power burst out from his palm, and poured into the Black Crow Taoist Master's memories roughly and arbitrarily, and he began to look through it.
During the process, the Black Crow Taoist began to resist desperately, his calves kept kicking in the air, and his fists hit Wu Chong's chest. But to Wu Chong, these attacks were no different from scratching an itch. After a while, the Black Crow
The Taoist master gave up resistance, his consciousness completely collapsed, and his body hung motionless in Wu Chong's hand, as if dead.
The Corpse King, who was walking forward in the distance, suddenly stopped, and a creepy feeling arose in his heart.
"What's wrong?"
Wang Jiantong, the great master of Jixi who was following behind, asked doubtfully.
"wrong!"
The Corpse King looked at the ruins in front of him. It was clearly the corpse fog he had released. The strange thing was that he couldn't see through it now, as if there was some monster in the fog waiting for him with its mouth open. He had not felt this way for a long time.
I have met him before, the last time was when he woke up from death and saw those scenes.
"Is there anything wrong?"
“It’s so quiet.”
The Corpse King suddenly started to retreat and asked Wang Jiantong at the same time.
"Are you sure that Bai Zhiqiu's junior brother is here? I came into contact with him in my memory before I woke up. I shouldn't be so strong. There must be something wrong with it."
"What went wrong?"
Wang Jiantong stood there, looking at the retreating Corpse King with strange eyes.
His expression made the Corpse King's heart skip a beat, and he vaguely felt that he might have fallen into someone's scheme.
"you?"
The Corpse King suddenly felt his legs go weak.
poison?
When! Why did I get poisoned?
'What on earth did the body do while I was sleeping!'
He suddenly remembered that before he woke up, his body had escaped into the Far West. If nothing else happened, he might have been tricked at that time. The so-called Grand Master of the Far West later accepted him as his disciple.
A means of concealing the truth from others. From the very beginning, the target was him.
"What's the point of tricking me like this? Do you think that guy named Wu will let you go?" The Corpse King forcibly stabilized his body, trying to delay it for a while. With his zombie body, as long as he has enough time, he can't resolve it.
of poison.
""
Wang Jiantong just looked at him, the expression on his face became more and more depressed, he no longer looked like a human being, and even the breath on his body began to fade.
The corpse king's expression changed, he raised his hand and a stream of corpse energy swept over him.
Only hearing the sound of "Peng", "Wang Jiantong" fell to the ground, with the sly smile on his face still left!
"Blockhead?!
The Corpse King rushed over and grabbed 'Wang Jiantong'. The influence of the poisonous gas had penetrated deeply into his blood. For creatures like zombies, blood is the foundation. If the blood is affected, none of the strength can be exerted.
"Who is cheating me?"
The Corpse King tilted his head and passed out.
This big brother can be said to have arrived quickly and fallen even faster. The whole process was carefully planned. What's even more tragic is that he doesn't even know who his enemy is. He finally found a 'joining partner',
He is still a wooden person, and now he doesn't even know if the 'Wang Jiantong' who first met him is himself.
"Don't you always say that this world is a dream? Dreaming is so hard, let me help you 'return to reality' this time."
The stiff wooden man next to him got up and said to himself while facing the unconscious Corpse King.
The Corpse King is very strong.
Not to mention anti-toxicity, but whether you have a mental calculation or not, as long as you search carefully, you can always find one or two targeted poisons, and it just so happens that the wooden man has one in his hands.
"It's not the old friend who greeted me before."
After reading the memory of the Black Crow Taoist Master, Wu Chong was greatly disappointed. The Black Crow Taoist Master was not the mastermind behind throwing the 'Underworld Immortal' into the Twenty-Eight Prefectures. He was not the one who had spoken to Wu Chong before.
In Master Black Crow's memory, the punter temporarily took refuge with him. This made Wu Chong a little strange. When he read the punter's memory before, that was not what it said.
In other words, there is something wrong with the memory of the punter that Wu Chong read earlier.
This is not difficult to understand.
Master Wu himself often draws human skins to play with. He writes the memories of human skins, and he can write whatever he wants. Behind "The Immortal Man of Underworld" is obviously a guy who is proficient in puppet creation.
They are all fellow craftsmen!
It’s not surprising that he can write memories.
Now he can finally see that the Black Crow Taoist Master is just a stick. He doesn't know many things clearly yet he just jumps out and pretends to be the big brother.
No wonder he was captured alive.
"Let's go take a look at the two fish over there. I hope I can gain something." Wu Chong stood up and scanned with his spiritual consciousness, easily finding the Corpse King and another Grandmaster.
"Throw this away?"
Ling Feiyan looked at the Black Crow Taoist who was being thrown aside as garbage with a messy face, and began to doubt life.