Chapter 285 The Horned Ghost
He has been practicing Taoism for more than two hundred years. Although he has not survived the tribulation, he has already reached the seventh level of spiritual bearing. He is praised by the world as the three stars of Tianyao, and is as famous as Taixuanzong Su Jing and Cangwu. Gong Yin Bai Shuang.
Although in terms of cultivation he is not as good as Taixuan Nine Classics, Cangwu Shizang, and Tianxi Thirteen Swords, in terms of reputation and heritage, he is above them.
In addition, over the years, he has extremely rich experience in hunting ghosts, and has also conquered several thousand-year-old ghosts, making them surrender and make them his subordinates in classic battles.
This made him even more confident. During the tribulation, none of the evil ghosts recorded in his judge's notes would be able to escape!
But he never thought that this ghost ghost man had the terrifying talent of being able to extract bones and skin to refine ghost weapons on his own.
Three thousand years of powerful ghosts, plus high-grade ghost weapons, this is not something he can deal with.
You must leave this situation as soon as possible.
Ying sleeves hugged the waist of Baili Xianxian, his eyes were calm, and he kept flashing toward the exit.
He had never thought about putting himself in unnecessary danger, but he would not be so despicable as to use the lives of these two juniors to delay time.
When he passed by Bailian, he used his free hand to pull Fang Geyu's arm and reminded Bailian: "Don't be obsessed with fighting. The power of high-grade ghost weapons is extraordinary. Abandon the coffin and evacuate!"
Bailian did not listen to his words and still did not take a step back. Fang Geyu also looked disgusted and swung his sword to block his outstretched hand.
Ying Xiu said: "Don't know how to lift——"
Before he finished the sentence, he finally noticed something, and his pupils suddenly shrank into pinholes!
On the spot where Bai Lian stood, there was a black shadow with a diameter of one meter long covering the ground, giving people a thick and sticky feeling.
Like a death swamp in a dangerous forest, several dark ghost hands stretched out from the black shadow, and the old trees grasped his legs tightly like entwined roots.
It’s not that we can’t retreat...
It’s that we can’t retreat at all!
At this moment, You Guilang's long black nails were beating the leather drum. Behind him, on the left and right sides, two black corpse coffins stood upright in the black air condensation.
The coffin surfaces were held open by a pair of palms as thick as black as iron. A horned ghost walked out of the coffin and roared, and two pits appeared on the ground as if they had been crushed by meteorites.
The two horned ghosts disappeared at the same time, and appeared in front of Baili'an at the same time, slamming into the surface of the Suzaku coffin.
Bailian's chest shook, an extremely suppressed groan came from his throat, and a line of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his lips.
The horned ghost is one of the most powerful and terrifying ghosts in the physical body. It is also called a wild ghost. Generally, it has few spiritual power nodes during its lifetime. It is a martial arts practitioner who majors in the physical body and minors in spiritual power.
After their corpses are turned into ghosts, their power will only be stronger than when they were alive.
The domineering and powerful energy was transmitted from the surface of the coffin to his palms, and a heart-wrenching creaking sound was made between the arm bones.
If Bailian hadn't been the body of a zombie demon that had been sleeping for more than two hundred years at this moment, his arm would have been bloody and shattered, and the heavy coffin would have collapsed, crushing him and Fang Geyu behind him into mincemeat.
What follows is a stalemate.
Looking at his slightly trembling arms, as well as the tight shoulders and back, as if this body was bearing extremely terrifying power, Fang Geyu couldn't help but reach out and pinch the toga at his waist. clothes.
Bailian turned his cheeks sideways, the scarlet blood stains on the corners of his lips made his face paler. His voice was deep but calm, and he said to Ying Xiu: "Take her away. ”
Fang Geyu is not the kind of person who resists pretense, he is very clean and neat. He glanced at Ying Xiu and said, "If you dare to touch this young lady with one of your hands, I will cut off your hand." The kindness of strangers is limited, and Ying Xiu is also a young master of noble birth, so he won't do it. Because Fang Geyu was good-looking, he lost his mind and rushed forward to please the rescuer.
Without another word, he picked up Baili Immortal and disappeared into the darkness of the narrow tunnel.
Yougui Lang glanced at the female corpse Hesha coldly: "Tonight, I will use the skins of these two people to make two new clothes for you, madam?"
The female corpse Hesha She closed her eyes in pain and pretended to turn a deaf ear.
The drum sounds again.
Behind the burly backs of the two horned ghosts, two bloody arms burst out of the skin and struck the coffin surface with a loud bang.
In the deserted house, the thick Yin Qi spread everywhere and surged in along with the chilling drum sounds, condensing under the four bloody ghost palms.
The green dust flying around seemed to feel the extremely oppressive and tense atmosphere. The weightless dust fell to the ground like weight-bearing iron sand.
Even the solid earth has been smashed by dust into countless tiny holes that have been eaten by rice bugs.
The blood on Bailian's face faded, and with a pop, blood spurted out from between his lips and teeth. Then it was blown back by the cold wind and spread from his cheeks, staining his delicate and tender face red.
The arm clinging to the back of the coffin made a crunching sound, and the elbow was suddenly bent by the huge force.
He stepped back two steps, and his hands could no longer hold the Suzaku coffin steady. The thick coffin hit his chest like a big mountain. He did not leave his hands because of this, but hugged him tightly with both arms. A posture with the widest force-bearing area and the greatest damage capacity stabilizes the coffin board.
While retreating, Fang Geyu was also hit and took five steps back. She heard with her sharp ears the extremely painful and forbearing moans coming from the depths of his throat just now. She couldn't help being startled, and immediately She went up to him, held his waist as stiff and tight as stone, and raised her hand to wipe the bright red from the corners of his lips and chin.
Fang Geyu herself never noticed that her voice was extremely tight at this moment: "Don't resist, just shout out when you are hurt. No one will laugh at you."
Regarding Fang Geyu's wiping action, Bailian's pale expression was startled for a moment, and then he turned his head awkwardly.
Avoiding her fingers, he gritted his teeth and said in a muffled voice: "I...I don't feel pain, you go out first..."
Fang Geyu was most annoyed by his tepid look. of temper.
Seeing that he was obviously trying to stay strong, she became angry. The more he hid, the angrier she became.
The gentle movements just now became very rough. She pinched Balian's blood-stained chin hard, turned his head right, stood on tiptoes, and forced him to look at her. relatively.
Miss Fang stared into his dark eyes, and did not forget to raise her foot to rest on the coffin to share his burden.
She raised her little eyebrows and said angrily: "You just vomited blood! Why are you trying to hold on? I've already told you. If you feel pain, just scream out. We are all made of flesh and blood. You don't have to endure it like this. It hurts." The pain is in your body. If you don’t shout it out, how will others know whether you are in pain or not?”
The veins between Balian’s neck are obviously bulging, and the pressure caused by the horned ghost is no less than that of him. Yu's chest was hit by a huge boulder weighing a thousand kilograms falling from high in the sky.
The bite hurt, and he stared at her with a faint look: "So what if I shout it out? So what if others find out?"
It's just a gift for the disciples to watch.
Besides, he has long passed the age when he couldn't hide the pain.
(End of this chapter)