Everyone heard the sound, and their faces immediately turned green. The Taoist Priest with a grimace stretched out his hand to touch the Long Ming Knife, and the blade vibrated like a plucked string. Listen carefully, and the vibration was accompanied by the sound of dragon chants lingering on it.
broken! This was the first time that the Grimace Taoist had such a violent reaction since he stole the Longming Dao. It seemed that the one coming from the darkness must be the Corpse King.
The Taoist priest with a grimace hurriedly asked Zhao Ermu to come out of the coffin, jumped out of the bronze coffin, and threw the torch out following the sound.
The torch drew an arc in the air and hit something black before it hit the ground.
In an instant, sparks flew everywhere, and the light directly illuminated the corpse king - he saw that it was a tall male corpse covered in black armor. His true appearance was not visible with his disheveled hair, but his exposed skin had already turned purple. The rice dumplings are black, and you don’t need to fight to know that this rice dumpling must have extremely profound virtues.
What surprised everyone even more was that there was something stuck in the right hand of the Corpse King. The Taoist Priest with a grimace saw that the thing was round and had a Taoist scarf tied on it. His heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself: That can't be Xu. Yimo’s head, right? !
Without stopping at all, the Xuanjia Corpse King rushed towards Zhao Ermu who was closest to the bronze coffin.
He Siniang took the lead here and shot out a plum-blossom sleeve arrow, hitting the corpse king's face impartially. However, with a "dang" sound, the arrow's nail was bounced away.
The three of them were stunned. Siniang's arrow did not hit Xuan Jia. Is this a normal sound? The grim-faced Taoist priest knew the power of Siniang's plum blossom sleeve arrow best. During the test shooting that day, it shot through a wooden stake wrapped in rhinoceros skin. Damn it, could it be that the Black Armored Corpse King in front of him was already invulnerable?
The Taoist Priest with a grimace quietly put away his wrist crossbow, turned over his backpack and began to search for kerosene.
The Xuanjia Corpse King had already rushed in front of Zhao Ermu, who was still carrying Zhao Laojin on his back. Seeing the rush of people coming, he hurriedly ran around the bronze coffin.
The grimace Taoist priest was looking for fire oil when he noticed from the corner of his eye a black shadow running past him. When he looked up again, he found that the Corpse King was less than three steps away from him, and Zhao Ermu appeared behind him.
"I'm your mother! Are you going to play like this, Zhao?!" Ghostface Taoist yelled in anger, quickly put away his backpack, and then jumped up towards the bronze coffin next to him.
"You hold on first, I'll find a safe place for my brother to put him down."
"You didn't fucking look for me! Carrying a big living person around..." The Taoist Priest with a grimace suddenly stopped talking because he saw the corpse king standing in front of the bronze coffin, and then slowly raised his head to look at him .
"Taoist! I don't feel good!" He Siniang's warning voice sounded from the other side.
The Taoist priest with a grimace stepped on the edge of the coffin and took a step back, and responded: "Grandma, if the rice dumpling raises its head, all eight gates will be closed." We are in big trouble."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Corpse King suddenly jumped into the air, his whole body jumped onto the bronze coffin in an instant, and then he raised his hands and rushed towards the grim-faced Taoist priest.
The Taoist Priest with a grimace hurriedly backed away, but his right foot failed to touch the ground, and he immediately fell towards the sarcophagus. In panic, he accidentally saw the face of the head in the corpse king's hand. It was none other than Xu Yimo, and he The panic and despair on his face was exactly the same as his own at this moment.
When the Grimace Taoist fell, the Black Armored Corpse King immediately changed direction and seemed to be planning to throw himself into the coffin and kill the Grimace Taoist directly.
At this critical moment, He Siniang quickly threw out the Flying Eagle Lock, wrapped the steel claws twice around the armpit of the Corpse King, grabbed his left shoulder, and then He Siniang wrapped the Flying Lock around her forearm and used He pulled back with all his strength, holding the falling zombie king in mid-air.
The Taoist Priest with a grimace saw the Corpse King slow down, but he still didn't understand the situation, so he rolled and crawled and tried to run out of the coffin. But the Xuanjia Corpse King was so powerful that he broke free with just a little effort, and even He Siniang behind him was dragged flying.
He Siniang let out a soft cry and hurriedly shook off the rope in the air. She used the force to turn her body forward half a circle. After landing, she staggered a few steps before she could stabilize her posture.
The situation on the Grimace Taoist side was the most critical. The Black Armored Corpse King was about to pounce on his face. However, relying on He Siniang's delay, he still got half a step ahead and rolled his entire body against the Corpse King's sharp claws. He got out of the sarcophagus and then fell straight into the gap between the coffin and the coffin.
The Corpse King threw the air away with one blow, stretched out his right hand in the coffin and pulled it towards the edge of the coffin, trying to use it to get up, but Xu Yi was still stuck in his right hand.
Mo's head couldn't be touched at all with his five fingers. The force of the pull was like pulling on a skewer, and Xu Yimo's head was lifted directly.
The Taoist priest with a grimace was leaning against the bottom of the coffin. He had barely recovered from the fall. In the dim light, he saw a round object falling. He thought it was the canister of fire oil thrown by Siniang, so he gave it to him without thinking. After catching it, when he saw the true identity of the thing clearly, he immediately exclaimed, straightened up and threw it out quickly.
It was during this delay that the Corpse King climbed out of the coffin and leaned out into the gap where the grim-faced Taoist priest was hiding.
The grim-faced Taoist priest tilted his head, just in front of the corpse king's disheveled head. This time he could see the corpse king's face completely - he could only see that his cheeks were shriveled, his eyes were white, and although there were no fangs in his mouth, the spaces between his teeth were covered with It was stuffed with something dark and green, and if it took a bite, the Lord of Hell would have to ride a rocket to catch it.
After just one face-to-face encounter, the sense of oppression brought by the Corpse King made the grimace Taoist priest breathless.
There is a rumor in the Mushroom Gate that the Corpse King is the head of Zongzi. Not only is it invulnerable to fire and water, but it can also make hundreds of ghosts give way and demons bow their heads. It belongs to the top class of evil beings. The Taoist Priest with a Grimace has encountered it before. The flying zombies and purple zombies are like the difference between a domestic cat and a tiger in front of it.
After seeing the grim-faced Taoist priest, the Xuanjia Corpse King stretched out his left hand and thrust it towards his face.
The Taoist priest with a grimace quickly leaned back, kicked off the ground with both feet, and began to move backwards with his body close to the ground.
The Corpse King threw away his left hand, jumped onto the edge of the coffin, and began to look down at the grim-faced Taoist priest. He waited until he retreated to the side of the coffin and stopped before jumping down to take his life.
The grim-faced Taoist priest retreated while staring closely at the Corpse King, anxiously thinking about countermeasures. At this moment, he heard Zhao Ermu yell angrily, and someone was already coming to kill him from the side.
Zhao Ermu held the mace in his hand and jumped up high. When he jumped onto the bronze coffin, he immediately held the mace with both hands. Then he took a step with his right foot on the edge of the coffin, then raised the mace and hit the corpse king's head.
The Corpse King turned around when he heard the sound, and seemed to block it with both hands, but Zhao Ermu was faster, and the four-blade iron mace drew a crescent moon with a whistling sound, and in the next moment, he hit the Corpse King's head hard.
Bang! There was a muffled sound, and Zhao Ermu felt that the tiger's mouth was about to split open. Just when he wanted to check on the corpse king, he found that a dry claw had stretched out under his chest.
