"Ha!"
"A broken umbrella can block the devil's corpse flames."
"You all die...die!"
Li Zilong, who was in the sea of fire and corpses, had been burned to only half his body, but his expression became more and more crazy, as if he was a complete madman.
Staring at Partridge Whistle's every move, the laughter was full of disdain.
Before the corpse flame broke out of his body, he still had a trace of spiritual reason and was considered half a demon. But after this moment, he has been completely taken over by the demon and has become a part of it.
What he got in exchange was the extremely terrifying Demonic Corpse Flame.
Even a trace of it will be burned to ashes in an instant.
Swish brush——
In his wild laughter.
In the night, three arrows finally shot through the air, but Li Zilong didn't even look back, as if it wasn't the secret gold arrows that had caused him great trouble before.
As soon as the long arrow entered three feet outside of the body, it suddenly seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move forward another half inch.
There was clearly nothingness in front of the arrow cluster, but at this moment, fire was splashing everywhere, and the arrow tails were clanging and trembling.
Immediately.
A pile of corpse flames rose out of thin air.
The three arrows were all surrounded, and fire was everywhere. The cold light on the iron arrow dimmed. For a moment, it seemed as if all the strength had been drained. It fell to the ground with a snap. The moment it landed, the arrow that had been tempered for thousands of times turned into a pool of molten iron. .
"Poof!"
On the cliff of Lingshan Mountain, the old foreigner holding a long bow felt that his connection with the three arrows was cut off.
Under the shocking backlash, his face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his figure was as shaky as a fallen leaf. After that, he couldn't bear it anymore and swallowed a ball of blood with his mouth open.
"Old foreigner?"
"This..."
Fortunately, Yang Fang, who had been standing outside, had quick eyesight and quick hands, and pulled him back.
Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.
With his back pressed against the stone wall, the old foreigner took several deep breaths before suppressing the disordered energy and blood. He raised his sleeves and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He stared at the figure in the distance below him, his eyes as red as blood. The murderous aura almost overflowed.
"Damn it, three arrows were broken at once."
There are quite a few of these arrows. Jingjue Gucheng and his party had suffered a lot of losses before. After returning to Chenjiazhuang, they specially asked Chen Yulou to ask shopkeeper Li Shuguo to make a new batch for him.
Unexpectedly, three more coins were lost at once tonight.
He would rather fight to get hurt than arrows.
"You kid, how long have you been thinking about Tie Jian? After I kill him, I will go back to shopkeeper Chen and ask him to patch it up for you. Tell me now, how is it? Is the injury serious?" < br>
After being together for so long, this was the first time I saw him injured so seriously, and my heart was in my throat for a moment.
But I heard that he was still blaming himself for the arrow.
Yang Fang suddenly became angry and wanted to slap him.
"It's okay, I should be able to recover after some rest."
The old foreigner shook his head, "But... there is a high probability that he will no longer be able to draw the bow and string."
"As long as everything is fine, there are so many of us here. You should meditate and breathe out first to restore your energy. I think the demon seems to be possessed. Shopkeeper Chen and Taoist Cui will definitely not sit idly by."
Hearing this, Yang Fang breathed a sigh of relief.
"By the way, there is also Yang Kuishou."
Say this together.
The old foreigner stopped breathing. The two of them, plus Yuan Hong who was sitting on the ancient tree, looked across the cliff and landed on the partridge whistle in the open space outside the Bone Tower.
now.
I felt his energy retreating.
The erratic wisp of corpse flames, like a tangible strange object, instantly turned into a rain of bone spirit fire that filled the sky with a crashing sound, and headed straight for the Partridge Whistle.
Phew——
Less than three feet apart, the coldness has already hit our faces.
Partridge Whistle looked solemn as never before.
He bowed his body and sunk into the horse, holding the mirror umbrella tightly with his backhand, while his eyes were fixed on the outside.
The umbrella in his hand was passed down from the previous generation of mountain-moving Taoist priests. It fell into the hands of him, the old foreigner and Hua Ling respectively. Over the years, neither the mountain monsters nor the wild spirits nor the rigor mortis in the tomb could break it. .
The sixty-four bronze mirrors embedded in it have the miraculous effect of isolating evil spirits and corpses and breaking the magic of round light.
Just...
This evil method is really weird and unpredictable.
Therefore, even he doesn't have much confidence at the moment.
He had already made a plan in his mind to cut off his tail in order to survive if he was defeated.
Compared to one's own life, it is just an umbrella, and it is not something that cannot be discarded.
Just slightly distracted.
Partridge Whistle felt a trance in front of his eyes, and the light rain in the sky fell through the umbrella cover. In the past, walking in the rivers and lakes, rushing on rainy nights was very common, especially when driving in a hurry, not to mention the rain, even under the knife, you have to walk. .
But even if it rains heavily and falls on the umbrella surface, it will be difficult for it to soak through at all, and it will slide down along the arc of the umbrella surface.
After all, the Mirror Umbrella is invulnerable to fire and water, and is difficult to break with swords and guns.
But at this moment...
But he clearly felt something was wrong.
The strange fire just fell down, and it seemed to have taken root, clinging to the umbrella surface. The bronze mirror that destroyed evil and suppressed evil instantly melted, condensing into a pool of copper water and sliding down.
Then there's the umbrella.
Under the corpse flame, he couldn't even hold on for half a breath. With a pop, a hole the size of a palm was burned out in an instant. Through the cave, Partridge Whistle could even see the flames spreading down and higher up. , heavy black clouds covering Lingshan Mountain.
But only glanced at it.
Partridge Whistle quickly looked away, his eyes full of shock and anger.
Although he was mentally prepared, seeing the mirror umbrella broken was like a knife in his heart.
As soon as the umbrella broke, more corpse flames rushed in, following the keel, like a demon, opening its bloody mouth and swallowing him straight.
See this situation.
Without any hesitation, Partridge Whistle decisively let go of the umbrella handle, put a little more force on his toes, and slid backwards as if he was sticking to the ground.
The wisp of corpse flame was thrown away, but there was no intention of giving up.
The fire rain condensed little by little, and instantly transformed into the shape of a spear, tearing apart the night, chasing it through the air at a faster speed, like a tarsal maggot, no matter how it changed its position, it could never be shaken off.
The most bizarre thing is.
Wherever the corpse flame passed, it seemed as if it was polluted. Gray-white flames floated and continued to spread in all directions. Whether living or dead, all obstacles that stood in the way were burned away.
Rumble——
The base of the stele couldn't hold on for even half a minute before it was burned through. Then the entire giant stele collapsed and crashed into the sea of fire, making a crackling sound like burning firewood.
The Bone Tower could not escape either. In the blink of an eye, the entire body was covered in corpse flames.
The tiled white wall quickly melted away under the flames at a speed visible to the naked eye. The stone bricks fell with a rumble, and not long after, the outer wall was burned away.
The situation inside the tower was also completely exposed to everyone's sight.
There was an iron pot on the ground. The flames in the fire pit have not yet been extinguished.
However, what was being cooked in the pot was not fish and meat, but bones and corpses one after another.
Black mist billowed, and the turbid corpse oil kept boiling.
In addition, the whole tower was full of dead bodies, piled up like mountains.
It can be seen that some of them have just died, and there are maggots crawling back and forth on the rotting corpses. They must have been brought back from the roadside or mass graves, while more of them have only withered bones left, which are most likely to have been taken from them by Li Zilong. Excavated from the grave.
This scene is too terrifying.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a purgatory on earth.
Even though they were all old martial artists, the group of people were still shocked speechless by the situation in front of them. They only felt their stomachs were churning and the cold air was rushing to their heads.
They had also seen such a situation in Pingshan Danjing that day.
But it is far less powerful than the impact it brings now. After all, the bones on the coffin mountain have passed thousands of years ago, and their appearance before birth is completely unrecognizable.
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The strong fishy smell here almost rises to the sky.
Among the piles of dead bodies, there was even yellow turbid corpse water flowing out.
Thinking about it again, Li Zilong took these refined elixirs and swallowed them one by one. The feeling was even scarier than a demon.
"Beast!"
"Li Zilong, you are a monster and a monster, you should go to the eighteenth level of hell, be skinned and cramped, and have your heart pierced by ten thousand knives!"
Cui Laodao, who was originally suppressed by the corpse flame, was thinking about how to break the situation.
Looking at this hellish scene, his expression turned extremely ugly.
This beast, the demon from outside the territory used corpses to make elixirs and ate people. He clearly still had a trace of spirituality left, indicating that he knew all this, but he chose to help the evil tyrants.
"The Demon Dao really took advantage of him."
"Behaving like this is no different from a demon."
Chen Yulou breathed out and his eyes fell on the cloud of corpse flames. Li Zilong's body had been completely incinerated, leaving only a wisp of water-like black mist flowing back and forth.
Even if they are separated by dozens of meters.
He could feel a great terror that penetrated directly into his soul from that ghost thing.
‘The demon soul! ’
Finally forced it out.
If Li Zilong hadn't taken the initiative to ignite the corpse flame with his body, it would have been a bit difficult to find out.
But nothing.
Now I finally have no scruples anymore and draw my hand out to concentrate on dealing with this demonic soul.
"Taoist Priest, please borrow the wine gourd."
After uttering a few words coldly, Chen Yulou glanced at Cui Laodao and saw a gourd hanging on his waist, tempered with secret gold, and faintly exuding a faint light.
There are also Taoist talismans engraved on the whole body.
You can tell at a glance that it is a magic weapon level.
"Okay."
Without any hesitation, Cui Laodao took off the gourd and threw it towards him.
"Thank you."
Chen Yulou took the opportunity.
With a sweep of his consciousness, the inside of the gourd was immediately clear. Just as he had guessed, the gourd had talismans engraved on the outside and a treasure map on the inside. It was clearly a Taoist treasure.
It's just that Cui Laodao's Taoism is still a little shallow, and he actually wastes natural resources and uses it to store wine.
He gently picked it up with his fingers, pulled out the cork, raised his head and took a sip. The strong liquor passed through his throat, and instantly turned into a flame that ignited under his chest, making Chen Yulou's eyes light up.
He can drink roasted knives and monkey wine as water.
After only half the gourd was eaten, I felt faintly drunk.
“Good wine!”
"Taoist Cui, when you go back tonight, will you be satisfied with this wine?"
Cui Laodao seemed to be infected by his aura, "Don't worry, if you kill the demon Li Zilong, the poor Taoist will go and rob him, and he will also grab a jar of good wine for shopkeeper Chen."
Hearing this, Chen Yulou's heart moved.
Holding the gourd in hand, he drank the remaining liquor in two or two gulps, and then stepped out in one step.
The strange corpse flames outside him swept over the sky and the earth, but he picked up the gourd and a ray of inspiration entered it. In an instant, the originally dim gourd suddenly glowed with golden light.
Runes intertwined, treasures reflected.
Seeing this scene, Cui Laodao looked in disbelief. This square gourd was left behind by his original master Bai He, but he had been pondering it for many years and could not figure out how to use it.
I have no choice but to use it as a wine gourd.
Now, as soon as Chen Yulou took advantage of it, he made it explode with golden light.
The next moment, his expression was even more shocked, and his heart was beating loudly under his chest.
I saw that the overwhelming corpse flame, once it encountered the gourd, was no longer able to stop it, and was all put into the bottle.
"This..."
See this situation.
Not only Cui Laodao, but Partridge Whistle, who had been cornered by the corpse flame, was even more frightened.
In this short period of time, he has tried countless methods.
But regardless of the martial arts energy and blood, the spiritual energy of cultivation, the ancient sword or the vajra prong, without exception, they have no effect on the corpse flame, and they are truly like maggots on the tarsal bones.
He couldn't even remember how long it had been since he had been so embarrassed.
Not only was he unable to hide when he was being chased, he also lost an umbrella.
Today...
Seeing the corpse flame being taken away by the strange gourd in Chen Yulou's hand.
How could he endure it?
"Brother Chen, help me!"
"Okay!"
See him fleeing in embarrassment.
Chen Yulou did not laugh, but nodded in agreement.
With one step, he appeared behind the partridge whistle and cut off the corpse flame that was chasing him.
call!
Seeing this, Partridge Whistle could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
After such a while, his forehead was soaked with cold sweat. It seemed like a light wisp of flame, but the pressure it put on him was several times more terrifying than the great demon dragon.
only.
Isn't this the case with Chen Yulou?
Outsiders saw him strolling around in the courtyard, but he was actually using tricks to seal the corpse flame within it with the help of the town objects and his own majestic spiritual power.
"Brother Taoist, please rest first."
"Wait until I take away this devil's fire!" (End of Chapter)