Chapter 156: Spirit Arises and God Descends

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"The deceased husband of the mother-in-law coffin is none other than Luo Sha."

In one sentence, Mingliu's already pale face turned even paler.

Obviously, Mi Qing guessed the truth.

Mi Qing chuckled, "I want to gain, but I don't want to do it myself. A fool was deceived by you and died full of resentment. I'm really curious about how the husband was able to deal with such a fool."

Mingliu shouted angrily, "What do you know! You know nothing!"

Mi Qing was not used to her bad temper, so he slapped her away with a look of contempt, "Don't say that you are the only one who is afraid of death. There is no one in this world who is not afraid of death. The only difference is that some people can stick to their true intentions without any regrets. And die. And you, stepping on the mother-in-law's coffin and trying to survive. Now it seems that the damned will still die."

Mingliu's face was swollen with a slap. She looked at Mi Qing angrily and said stubbornly, "It's worth exchanging one person for ten thousand people!"

Mi Qing raised her eyebrows, "It's indeed worth it. But why the ghost mother? Because she has dementia? Because she is easy to fool? Or, because you are unwilling to give up yourselves, so you chose a ghost mother who cannot refuse you."

Seeing that Mingliu wanted to refute, Mi Qing's eyes turned cold, and a piece of grass and vine wrapped around her neck and picked her up.

"You... let go... of me..."

Mingliu struggled, his face becoming increasingly blue.

Mi Qing: "I'm talking nonsense with you, not to listen to your arguments. What? The spirit of greeting hasn't come yet?"

After she finished speaking, the struggling Mingliu looked stunned. She didn't expect that her little actions were not hidden from Mi Qing. She was lucky before that Luo Sha escaped because of herself. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid Mi Qing has a bigger plan. Just when she was about to tip off the news, the grass and vines around her neck became tighter and tighter, and she could hardly speak. She noticed that Mi Qing was obviously going to kill him. She struggled, struggling to survive for herself.

"I...I can...give you what you want! Please let go...me, I..."

She struggled hard, and the grass and vines planted on her neck left a terrible circle of bruises. Her neck even bleeds because of her insistence on speaking.

Mi Qing ignored Ming Liu's words and heard the sound of breaking wind behind her. She tilted her head and saw a spear flying past her scalp in the void, her long hair flying.

She turned sideways, grabbed the spear, and threw it behind her with her backhand.

At the same time, Cao Tengzhong exerted force, Mingliu's neck was broken, and his life was gone. It hastily threw Mingliu's body on the ground, then turned around and joined forces with other grass and vine species to deal with the six more spirits that appeared.

"Mingliu!"

Cao Tengzhong acted too quickly, and the six people who had just arrived did not have time to save her. They looked at her body that was randomly thrown on the ground, and their livers and gallbladders were broken.

"Ah! I'm going to kill you!"

One of the young men looked very young, but his eyes were sharp and aged. He roared angrily and attacked Mi Qing full of resentment.

Mi Qing glanced at Mingliu's body from the corner of his eyes, his expression dull.

Ever since she met Mingliu, she had no intention of letting her go. Keeping her alive is to draw out other hidden spirits. Now that the goal has been achieved, it is naturally time for Mingliu to retire.

Facing the young man's attack, Mi Qing raised her hand, and the sources of resentment gathered together, forming a black dragon behind her and roaring down.

"Liuting! Come back!"

The older young man's expression suddenly changed when he saw that Mi Qing had completely mastered the source of the curse.

The attack was diverted halfway and other spirits were intercepted. It's just that Liu Ting went on a rampage and he didn't stop him.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Ting had already rushed in front of Mi Qing. There was a spear like an ice pick condensed in his hand, and before it hit Mi Qing, the chill was already suppressed.

There was a thin layer of thin ice attached to Mi Qing's body. The thin ice hurt people and was cold to the bones.

She was surprised.

After a new life, the coldness of the curse did not hurt her, but the seemingly inconspicuous thin ice actually penetrated into the bones and blood, causing the blood flow to become sluggish.

Thin layers of ice appeared on her face, and her breath turned into cold mist.

"Take your life!"

Liuting roared angrily, his spear close in front of him. However, Mi Qing raised his hand and held the spear, making it unable to advance even an inch. The grass and vines behind her attacked, but were resolved by Liu Ting with a palm.

However, Mi Qing is even more skilled.

With the help of Liu Ting's two hands, he kicked him away, and his body shot out. Cao Tengzhong pursued him at a faster speed.

The black dragon, on the other hand, dived towards the remaining five spirits.

The young man wanted to support Liuting, but the five spirits were entangled by the huge black dragon, and it was impossible to separate them.

In just such a moment, Liu Ting was penetrated by a grass vine in one leg, and he carried his body and rushed around. And it is surrounded by either solid ground or protruding jagged rocks, which are extremely hard.

Just hearing a few bangs, Liu Ting screamed again and again.

"Yan Shuizhu!"

Hearing the sound, the young man clasped his hands together and used himself to raise a barrier to block the black dragon.

And Yan Shuizhu is a young woman.

She scratched her eyebrows, reluctantly took out something from her eyebrows, and danced. The thing surrounded her, and more blood drops flowed out from Yan Shuizhu's eyebrows, suspended in the air, with the thing as the center, stagnating in the void.

"The spirit rises, the god descends!"

As soon as the words fell, the unspeakable power suddenly dropped.

The black dragon was hit and finally collapsed.

The dust is flying and the sand is blowing.

Mi Qing raised his hand to block his eyes, his body was swept by this sudden force and he had to retreat. It wasn't until the grass and vines behind her took root on the strange rocks behind that she stopped retreating.

Under the wind and sand, Yan Shuizhu's body rose. The appearance of a young girl suddenly transformed into that of a royal sister.

A third eye grew out of the bloody hole between her eyebrows. However, the third eye is closed.

The next moment, the suspended smoke and water droplets suddenly opened their eyes, and the coldness in their eyes flashed away. She looked at Mi Qing, a little empty, and the ice was raging.

In an instant, the ice spread rapidly, trapping Mi Qing in the ice.

Mi Qing looked at the ice picks rising from the ground, and then looked at the paths blocked by ice on both sides, and the file appeared in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, the file stayed on a certain page.

[Magma Corpse Man·Sansan: Why? ? ? The other polluted mountains are ethereal, the seven dimensions are ethereal

Type: ethereal

Level: Level 9 (incomplete state)

Characteristics: Rusty axes flying (0/?), fire vines growing (0/?), magma spraying (0/?),?

Pollution value: 55

Background story 1:? ? ? There is a weird magma source in the dimension. Corpses soaked in magma sources will become magma corpses, giving birth to their own weapons. And Sansan gave birth to a rusty axe. The power of the rusty ax is unstoppable...

Background story 2:...Bieshan's three sudden changes awakened, seven dimensions? ? ? It appeared, it was called, but it could not return without being called; on the third day of the farewell mountain, it was defeated by the siege of the capable people and was taken in by the resurrected spirit. Sansan said that it is just a corpse and does not want to fight...

Note: I am confused as to whether it was Fuxian who controlled Sansan, or Sansan who controlled Fuxian; according to legend, who has the final right to explain the weapons born from the source of magma? ? ? In the hand, no one knows whether it is true or false]

Mi Qing didn't do anything, and the flames were rising all around her. Magma erupted on the surface, and fire vines penetrated the ice that blocked the surface, erupting violently under her feet.