Chapter five hundred and fiftieth IX creepy disaster
Fu Yang and Wei Ke took a look.
I saw the eight lumps of black viscous corpse oil that fell on the floor (four lumps were cut in half), squirming and twisting very fast.
A strange mouth grew on each mass, filled with jagged white fangs and sharp teeth, distributed in circles.
There is a nauseating feeling like trypophobia.
Reborn?!
Not only were these disgusting corpse oil monsters not killed by Thousand Machine Ghost Slash, but after being cut into eight pieces, they were reborn separately?
In nature, it seems that leeches (locusts) and earthworms also have this ability! But they are ordinary creatures and do not cause much harm.
If such an extremely evil supernatural being could do this, it would be really troublesome!
Wei Ke's beautiful eyes shot out two sharp and domineering gazes, staring at the eight groups of things that had turned into corpse oil monsters again, black energy surged all over his body, and he said coldly.
"There is no breath of ghosts, and there is no breath of demons... neither ghosts nor demons! It seems that the supernatural mastermind behind the disappearance of Li Yiran's family is related to this kind of thing. But I have never seen it so far in my life.
I have lived such evil things. The memory of the previous life has not been fully recovered."
By saying this, she meant that she was powerless as the Ghost King.
I don’t know the origin of this corpse oil monster and how to deal with it!
Fu Yang felt unbelievable: "Holy shit, what the hell is this?! I was cut in half by Qian Ji Ghost Dao and you're still okay?"
The reason why I am surprised is because the power of the ghost path itself has strong suppressive, corrosive, and destructive effects on other supernatural beings.
But I didn’t expect that these sticky disgusting things are not afraid of them?
"I don't care what the hell you are! I don't believe it anymore! If I can't kill you with sharp attacks, then I'll use blunter wide-area attacks."
Fu Yang got really angry.
Thunderclap, clang, clang...
There was a sound of metal friction and deformation.
The Thousand Machines Furious Sword quickly turned into a black metal glove, covering Fu Yang's entire forearm from the elbow.
Ghost Way Spirit Controlling Fist!!!
Boom!
There was a tremor in the void, and both Ah Huang and Wei Ke felt as if metal was squeezing and rubbing crazily in the air around them, making a harsh sound.
Then a giant arm appeared quickly.
It was transparent at first, then translucent. Finally, it became like a solid object, and it was quickly covered with a layer of ferocious metal gloves.
It seems to be the giant spirit god in Taoist legends, and it also seems to be Fu Yang's own right arm after it becomes enlarged.
In short, with an almost suffocating majestic pressure, it blasted forward!
If the Qianji Ghost Slash is sharp and sharp, then the Ghost Spirit Control Fist is powerful and domineering.
It was the first time for Wei Ke to see Fu Yang cast a self-created spell, and his beautiful eyes were filled with brilliance. His heart was as sweet as eating honey!
"This little enemy is indeed so powerful. He has grown to this extent after practicing Taoism for less than a year. And he has not really recovered the memory of his previous life. It is so amazing that my husband, Wei Ke, is indeed a great person for the ages!
"
She is indeed worthy of pride and pride.
As soon as Fu Yang's ghostly spirit-controlling fist came out, he blasted the eight corpse oil monsters that jumped into the air again like fleas, and then bounced in the air and continued to move towards the three of them!
Boom boom boom!
The powerful ghost power combined with Maoshan Taoism directly turned them into black powder and smoke.
Floating in the air, exuding a strong rancid smell.
"Crush you directly and see how you split apart!"
The huge ghost spirit-controlling fist slowly dispersed, and Fu Yang showed a confident smile. But the next moment, the smile froze on his face.
Because the black corpse oil powder flying in the air seemed to be pulled by an invisible mysterious force in the air, and began to condense rapidly...
"Damn it, uncle! Isn't it? It's not even dead? The vitality of this thing is comparable to what ordinary people would call Xiaoqiang."
Fu Yang felt like his balls ached.
Trouble, indeed trouble!
This black and sticky corpse oil monster does not seem to have strong attack power. It does not seem to be much of a threat to them at present. Whether it is Wei Ke, Fu Yang, or Ah Huang, they can easily use magic to defeat them.
They fight off. But...
I can't kill you if I repel it! Damn it!
This is really troublesome.
What's more important is that this is just evil corpse oil produced in a big vat.
And in the wide space on the second and third floors of this villa that has been opened up, if you look around, you can see that there are at least thirty or forty such large black tanks stored there!
If all the Evil Corpse Oil inside can turn into a corpse oil monster that can swallow spiritual power and look like the unbeatable Xiaoqiang, then...
Fu Yang and Ah Huang looked at each other, seeing each other's shocked expressions, and couldn't help but take a breath.
His face turned completely gloomy and serious, and his voice became deeper: "Weike, Ah Huang. It seems that we must fight seriously! Use all our strength to destroy all the evil corpse oil here. Otherwise, once we leave,
If it breaks off, it will be a huge disaster for the world of ordinary people and the world of supernatural beings."
Now, I finally fully realized the horror and danger of this kind of thing.
At this moment, even if the elimination of these things has nothing to do with their original purpose - to find clues about the disappearance of Li Yiran's family, there is no way to ignore it!
Imagine, Wei is the Ghost King, Fu Yang is San Lu Zhenren (whose pure combat power and destructive power is comparable to Si Lu Zhenren), and Ah Huang is the San Lu Zhenren of the Taoist giant!
Such a three-person lineup is definitely luxurious.
Although I wasn't particularly serious just now, my strength is not comparable to that of ordinary Taoist priests or righteous supernatural people.
Especially Fu Yang, he even used Qianji Ghost Slash and Ghost Spirit Control Fist, but he still couldn't kill this corpse oil monster!
So, this kind of black corpse oil monster is a huge disaster for ordinary secular people, or for less powerful Taoist priests, monks, Feng Shui masters and other supernatural people!
Although it is still unclear how lethal their attacks are.
But just the characteristic of "cannot be killed" or "difficult to kill" may lead to a huge disaster...
And when I think about it, before they arrived, the evil corpse oil in these big black tanks had been placed here, and I don’t know how long it had been there... They might have been there at some time before, or at any time.
Break out of the vat and slip out into the outside world!
Fu Yang felt that his scalp was numb and his whole body was creepy.
If that happens, the entire Bridges Street...or the entire Sheung Wan area, or even the whole of Hong Kong, may be in unimaginable danger!!! (4 updates completed)