Sure enough, as expected, things turned out to be troublesome.
The bloody corpse's headless body swayed, and just when he was about to fall to the ground, suddenly, some kind of strange change occurred in the blood-colored hair wrapped around his remains.
Countless hair strands, like hungry wolves that smelled the smell of blood, let go of the corpse's body and waved wildly in the air.
The next moment, countless hair strands began to dance, and the tops pierced into the skin of the bloody corpse.
In the blink of an eye, all the hair on the body surface penetrated into the body of the bloody corpse, gaining the sovereignty of the corpse!
"It's troublesome... These things seem to have a lot of intelligence. They know that my blood can defeat them, and they actually use the remains of the blood corpse as armor to defend themselves against the blood..."
Hu Ming frowned slightly. His opponent was a monster he had never seen before, so it was not scary.
The scary thing is that this monster also has intelligence!
Nothing is more troublesome than intelligent creatures.
"Roar~~!!!"
Hu Ming squeezed out a few drops of blood from the wound and threw it into the blood pool.
At that time, the stunned Dahua came back to his senses, looked at the pitch-white pool that exuded a strong rancid smell, looked at Hu Ming, and couldn't help but suggest.
But the problem is, that thing lies across the cave, and there is no way to get around it.
To be honest, no matter who you let him, there is no way to deal with that kind of ghost, and because of the Zhang family's cultivation, he has no certain resistance to the pressure of my bloodline.
Gan Shan's right hand stabbed into the bloody corpse. At the same time, she made a fist with her right hand, squeezed the wound on the palm of her hand and forced out a little blood, and slapped it out with one palm!
Hu Ming didn’t have a bad love life, so who in the world would do such things as self-mutilation? As for the talismans, Hu Ming had painted them for a long time, and now he is used to using these things!
At that moment, even the white hairs above the suppression of Hu Ming's aura were about to move.
Yes, Hu Ming also had no choice.
I really know that was Hu Ming’s intention...
Blood corpses are a threat, but the countless blood threads contained in the blood pool are the smallest threat.
It's an adjective, but it really exploded!
Although Talisman doesn't have any restrictions on those things, it's still easier to use a knife!
It seems that the blood outside has remained in the freshest state for decades, and 40% of it is related to the mutated blood-colored hair outside the pool.
Seeing that the wind had stopped and the rain had stopped, and everything had come to an end, Hu Ming picked up his tattered short sleeves, wiped the blood on his hands, and sighed.
The head had obviously been chopped off, but the mouthless "corpse" actually let out a roar that shook the sky.
The blood-colored hair has also decayed into white carbon at a speed that is not visible to the naked eye, and has completely lost its vitality.
Hu Ming looked at the dragon pattern curling cloud knife in his hand and thought absently.
When I was young, the small pool of blood had not yet completely flourished, turning into a rotten white color, and there was a stench.
".Is it Xingtian? Is it you?"
Sure enough, with Hu Ming's movements, the blood pool was like boiling water and exploded in an instant!
Seeing this, Gan Shan's eyes flashed with helplessness.
"So, you generally hate weird things that can't be solved by the world's physical methods."
Hu Ming sighed and pulled up his short-sleeved shirt, which was still in tatters. On his naked lower body, the dragon and phoenix bloodline tattoos shimmered faintly in the dark cave.
"Depend on!"
He stepped back with his right foot, turned around, and avoided the brutal blow.
Fire, which seems to be the most ineffective, has too little effect. You can always go to the theater next door and invite your uncle to come over and use magical Taoism to kill those things, right?
Small pieces of blood splashed out, and in the pool, countless intertwined hairs rose from the bottom of the pool.
Is that nonsense?
In the blood pool, the mist was steaming, and countless blood-colored hairs were struggling happily as if they had drunk dichlorvos.
For a moment, the sound of weak acid corrosion and weird screams rang out.
The more Hu Ming thought about it, the more he felt that the idea was very reliable.
boom!
That is the smell that blood that has been stored for decades should not have.
The corner of Hu Ming's mouth twitched slightly. This feeling... is it that Xing Tian who danced with Qianqi?
That kind of strange precious blood is simply the most valuable treasure in the world. Isn’t it bad?
Poof!
Mud, remember that the next time bloodletting happens so frequently, it seems like it won’t be seventy years later, right?
For a time, the relatively confined space was filled with the stench of corpses that would only disappear with a rotting corpse.
Under the wooden stick, seeing Hu Ming's power and Dahua's dazed expression, he quickly dodged away.
You can always apply your own blood every time!
It was Hu Ming who was thinking of making big flowers at this time.
While the corpse with the bloody head was frozen in place, Hu Ming waved the sword in his left hand repeatedly and neatly removed the seven limbs of the corpse with the bloody head.
Hu Ming's precious blood is, as always, the smallest natural enemy of those ghosts!
Suddenly, countless white smoke evaporated from the broken neck of a bloody corpse.
That's right, dismantle this bronze door and use part of it to make a weapon?
It cannot be used to save lives at critical moments!
To get these things, even mincing the bloody corpse into mud will be useful.
The corner of Hu Ming's mouth twitched and he used the sword to slit the palm of his hand again.
The Dragon Pattern Cirrus Cloud Knife is indeed precious, extremely sharp, and capable of cutting through gold and jade, but it is blind to something that is effective against physical means.
A strange dark color spread from the bottom of the pool.
The shrill howl sounded again.
After doing all that, Hu Ming twisted his body, raised his left foot low, and kicked aside the bloody corpse that had been chopped into a human stick.
Roar~~~
Chi chi chi~~~
The left hand raised its fingers to form a palm, and the profound force skills of Bajiquan began to rhythm, and terrifying strength was poured into the sheathing of the knife.
Pfft...
Under the cave walls, these densely packed bloody passages were instantly turned white.
Anyway, these guys outside haven't decided to go back to the ruins from you. Burying everything belongs to the magical power of nature...
If... I could go inside the bronze door another day, get some ancient bronze from the hands of these guys outside, and make a knife.
Come to think of it, ancient bronze can also cause fatal damage to that kind of ghost thing, right?
Before I had time to think about all this, the headless "blood corpse" had already rushed over.
"...Uncle, let's talk about it, what if you spend 10 million to buy 100cc of his blood?"
