Zhou Zijing is missing? At such a critical moment, Zhou Zijing is missing in such a large area. Isn’t this a joke?
Wu Dazhi asked Hu Xue and Xie Rusi to resist the pursuit of the corpse ghost mother first. He took this opportunity to quickly run around the confession hall, and finally found Zhou Zijing's figure in a corner.
"Oh no, you really know how to find a place to hide! We're dead, do you think you can escape by hiding here?!"
Wu Dazhi, who had just been wronged by the corpse ghost mother, finally found an outlet for his emotions and kicked Zhou Zijing on the buttocks while he was squatting on the ground and not knowing what he was studying.
It was rare that Zhou Zijing didn't get angry. He pulled Wu Dazhi over and said mysteriously: "Dazhi, what do you think this is?"
Wu Dazhi was puzzled. He looked in the direction of Zhou Zijing's finger and saw a small stone platform on the ground. On the stone platform, there was a square frame with a back shape and mysterious words engraved on it, probably in Tibetan. Wu Dazhi's heart
guess.
Among them, there are five larger characters. If connected with straight lines, they can be drawn into the shape of a five-pointed star.
"What is this?" It's something that Zhou Zijing doesn't even recognize, and Wu Dazhi doesn't recognize it either.
It's a pity that Xie Rusi, the only one among them who might know what this is, is still fighting against the corpse ghost mother with all her strength.
"This seems to be a five-pointed star!" After looking at it for a long time, Wu Dazhi said without hesitation: "But doesn't Catholicism say that a six-pointed star is the incarnation of evil? What is this five-pointed star?"
"In Buddhism and Taoism, five is an unlucky number..." Zhou Zijing explained.
Zhou Zijing's words gave Wu Dazhi another way to think. In the West, the hexagon represents the devil. In the Esoteric Buddhism, could the five-pointed star represent the ghost mother? If so, then this symbol should be
The formation mentioned by Xie Rusi.
"Xie Rusi!" Thinking of this, Wu Dazhi shouted loudly: "Come here and take a look at this!!"
But for a long time, Xie Rusi didn't reply. Wu Dazhi was confused and hurriedly got up to take a look. It didn't matter, Xie Rusi was already on the verge of being unable to bear it.
It turned out that when Wu Dazhi went to find Zhou Zijing, Xie Rusi forced another attack with the black dragon. Unfortunately, the attack was ineffective again, and the black dragon almost went berserk. Fortunately, Hu Xue beside her helped her control the black dragon in time.
Things didn't get worse. But then the fight against the Corpse Ghost Mother became less optimistic. Hu Xue had to worry about Xie Rusi and fight against the Corpse Ghost Mother, and fell into a passive situation for a while.
Pre-emptive strike! Before anyone could react, Wu Dazhi had already rushed towards the corpse ghost mother. When he was about to reach the corpse ghost mother, Wu Dazhi jumped back hard, flew and kicked towards the ghost mother.
Xie Rusi and Zhou Zijing couldn't help but take a breath of air. Wu Dazhi's approach was tantamount to hitting an egg with a stone. Not to mention hurting the corpse ghost mother, even if he could hit it, it was a lucky thing.
The corpse ghost mother didn't notice Wu Dazhi's attack at all, and stretched out a hand seemingly casually. This hand was not a fist, nor was it grabbing at him, but it was stretched out in front of Wu Dazhi so casually.
It seemed to show off to Wu Dazhi that its power was impossible for anyone to achieve. Wu Dazhi could see clearly that the hand it stretched out was actually made of dozens of corpses covered with green mist.
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"Fat man, go show Xie Rusi that place!" Wu Dazhi knew that he might never be able to stand up again after the ghost mother's blow.
Soon enough, the ghost mother's "hand" had already stretched out in front of him, and Wu Dazhi had completely lost the space to dodge. He didn't have time to think too much, and he just knew what kind of escape posture he should take.
Wu Dazhi tried his best, kicked his feet with all his strength and flew backwards. He even jumped up slightly to avoid the blow.
But the problem also arises. What should he do when there is always a whereabouts after taking off? Just when Wu Dazhi was worried about this problem, Hu Xue's helping hand came over again. This time he was no longer as good as before.
So easy.
"Don't pretend to be a hero! I may not be able to save you next time!" Hu Xue said in a calm voice without looking at Wu Dazhi.
"No way!" Wu Dazhi said firmly, "Now is the time for me to protect you!!"
"How strange!" The corpse ghost mother spoke for the second time: "I'm going to twist off your head!"
Wu Dazhi's heart suddenly fell to the bottom. Even if he is a fool, the power gap between him and the corpse ghost mother is only small.
When Hu Xue saved himself just now, Wu Dazhi also felt keenly that he must have been injured. If he had tried to save himself by force, his cultivation as a fox fairy might have been completely ruined.
The corpse ghost mother seemed to be just standing there casually, without any special posture, and looked silly.
Indeed, to it, Wu Dazhi in front of it was like a completely harmless chicken.
"Uncle Hu! Even if I'm in danger, don't reach out to help! Remember, take them out safely!"
"You..." Hu Xue glanced at Wu Dazhi with a complicated expression.
"Don't say anything! I already owe you too much. This incident was also caused by me, and I should bear all the consequences!"
The confrontation between Wu Dazhi and the Corpse Ghost Mother was like a chicken and an ancient mythical beast. Without taking any action, the aura and sinister wind emanating from the Corpse Ghost Mother hit Wu Dazhi's body like a sharp blade.
Wu Dazhi suddenly felt so attached to life that he didn't want to be a hero, nor did he want to care about Hu Xue's life or death. But when he turned around and saw Hu Xue standing aside, breathing heavily, he just smiled slightly.
Yes, his life may only go so far, but it is enough that the people he cares about can remember him in their hearts!
Wu Dazhi slowly squatted down in a starting position. Half-crouching, he stretched out his right foot slightly, pressed his left hand on the ground, and held the brass dagger he had snatched from Xie Rusi's body with his right hand.
Wu Dazhi quietly applied two more Strength Talisman and Blood Benefit Talisman on himself. This was already the limit that Wu Dazhi's body could bear. Every muscle in his body was accumulating strength for the start, and then his body became tighter and tighter.
At this time, Wu Dazhi had no other distracting thoughts in his mind. All his energy and attention were devoted to the defeated opponent who had no chance at all.
One blow, all opportunities are only in this one blow. The next moment will determine life and death, not only for himself, but also for the three people behind him.
Perhaps feeling the fear of impending death, Wu Dazhi's primitive pleasure of conquering sex and killing deep in his soul was instantly aroused.
Looking at the opponent who looked like a little cheetah in front of it, the corpse ghost mother actually smiled strangely, as if for a second, it thought this game was extremely fun.