"What other conditions are there? Don't push yourself too far!" Zhang Kui scolded with an iron face.
The oil-faced boy opened his mouth and said, "In addition, we have brought the White Lotus Crying Son." Haohan stood up and said nothing, but it started pouring rain within a hundred feet, and within a moment it started to rain heavily. Wet everyone's clothes.
There were endless layers of grease scraped off the young man's shiny face, but the fat man next to him opened his mouth curiously, and his tongue stirred around, tasting something. salty.
Haohan said calmly: "Hand over the people, or you will have your heads on the ground." In the area where the demon was standing, raindrops fell on the ground and bounced up, crackling like countless marbles. Xiaosheng's expression did not change, and he whispered: "Threat?"
The fat man had a displeased look on his face. He actually put one hand into his throat and lifted it up and down towards the sky. His whole mouth was deformed. Within three or four breaths, the hand covered in mucus pulled out a squirming thing from his mouth. The several-foot-high meat column stretched out his arms and tore it open with all his strength, revealing the inner wall covered with fangs and grains of flesh. In an instant, all the raindrops in the air gathered crazily and flowed into the fat man's chest. In the belly.
The sky cleared up, and even the moisture on people's clothes was sucked dry. Seeing that the rain had stopped, the fat man randomly pressed the pieces of meat into his mouth and swallowed it.
Li Ziwen raised his hand to signal Haohan to stop, and then said: "Let the person go and get the things!" The oily boy's expression did not change and he did not make a sound. The bald guy behind him inadvertently let go of his hand.
In an instant, Mu Ziyun and Li Ziwen appeared next to the bald guy at the same time. At the same time as they took action, two white lines, one black and one white, appeared on their backs. The Yin Yang Ghost first pounced on Mu Ziyun, and halfway towards Li Ziwen He grabbed it out of thin air, and to his surprise, it was Li Ziwen who was injured first.
There were blood marks on Li Ziwen's back, and there was also black air. Mu Ziyun punched the Yin-Yang Ghost three or four times, but found that the Yin-Yang Ghost didn't attack. It was more like rushing to let Mu Ziyun hit him. He was afraid of being deceived, so Mu Ziyun withdrew his punches. , grabbed his parents and jumped back.
So easy? Mu Ziyun and Li Ziwen took the wooden stake and Feng Lian'er to the Qingshan Peak. After landing, I didn't feel relaxed, but felt uneasy. The yin and yang ghosts just moved a few times, and they were very random. Could these monsters have a conspiracy?
The two groups fell into silence, without saying a word, for the duration of a cup of tea.
Rustling, several flocks of birds flew out of the forest one after another, and the noise made people confused. A group of people rushed out from the valley in a mighty manner, all dressed in black and masked. One of them wore an iron mask and waved a mace. The fierce and neat team, flying and domineering, was attacking the group of monsters.
At this time, the fat man moved again, and it was still the same movement, but this time the meat pillar was more than half a foot high, and it was pulled out from the stomach. While punching the ground, the fat man jumped up and pressed down on the pillar head, and the entire meat pillar was After being compressed, it began to swell, and the swelling looked like a fat person. There were wrinkles from feet to head. Finally, it couldn't support it and burst.
Dozens of three-foot-long worms emerged from the meat mass, covered in mucus. Each worm gave birth to a human arm, which was inserted into the mouth, and then pulled out of the meat column. After being crushed, more worms appeared. Hundreds and thousands of times, in a few words, the entire foot of Qingshan Mountain was covered with these disgusting insects.
Li Ziwen led his disciples to retreat to the mountainside, and the group of masked men broke into the insect swarm.
That insect is so powerful that you can step on it and hit it at will. If you step on it, it will turn into a small insect. If you flatten it, it will recover in the blink of an eye. But if it gets on your body, it will eat a piece of your skin right away. Is it okay to use fire? A few guys hurriedly threw out the fire charms and set off a river of fire, but were the insects dead? No, it's like being injected with chicken blood. It not only eats your skin but also swallows your blood.
The team of a hundred people turned into a pile of bones under the gaze of Qingfeng Mountain. What was terrifying was that after the death of the masked man, the insects found new targets and attacked Qingfeng Mountain one after another.
There were layers of waterfalls on the steps leading into the mountain. After every wash by Haohan, there would always be a more violent attack. Li Ziwen was uneasy and said: "I asked them why they didn't do anything. Even if we snatch the people back, the other side will have nothing to fear."
"Stop!" Mu Ziyun held up the handkerchief and shouted, "Stop, or I'll burn it."
There was a gap in the oily boy's lips. What was rare was that the gap was getting wider and wider. It didn't look like he was opening his mouth, but like he was splitting his mouth open. Quietly, breath leaked from his mouth.
Something bad happened. Among the swarms of insects climbing up the mountain, the previously dead people in black suddenly appeared. They were all glowing, with no traces on their skin. They were definitely not puppets or dead corpses, but alive. It has expressions and thoughts, but the target of attack is Qingfeng Mountain.
Li Ziwen moved his right hand forward a little, fired a martial spirit, and hit the arm of a masked man. The man actually seemed to be injured. He covered the wound in pain, then gritted his teeth and continued walking up the mountain.
"That's weird! Really resurrected?" Hao Han asked suspiciously. "Zheng Qiao, use magic!" Li Ziwen said.
Zheng Qiao said okay and stood together with several elders. Elder Zigui used his talisman technique to form a talisman array to block the group of insects and masked men from a distance. Elder Qi De opened his bow and it was Moxie Town. Demon, one arrow shot out and killed a dozen men in black. Wanmin and her master used the sword and fire formation at the same time, but they stopped as soon as they started because the flames could really excite the insects and enhance their fighting power.
In this way, Feng Jing would be unable to intervene. Zheng Qiao's spells are a bit special. For the luck level, he can no longer easily deploy spells. He can only use some of the best spells before luck. The best one is the prison sound, with dozens of ghost skeletons swinging around. The knife killed him.
"It works!" Zheng Qiao suddenly discovered that the insect swarm has no lethality against ghost skeletons. The prison sound does not really summon the ghosts, but uses the sound to cooperate with the enemy's perception to create real objects. If the distance is far enough, it cannot be heard. When you go to the prison sound, you will see people caught in the prison sound hacking at the air randomly, and cracks will appear on their bodies from time to time. This is because their body perception has been affected by the prison sound.
Although nothing actually hit you, your skin already thinks it has been hit, so cracks will appear on its own. And the prison sound is not only heard by the ears, it affects the whole body's perception.
Obviously, these bugs responded to the sounds of prison, and their only attack method was biting. Ghost skeletons are originally nothingness. Even if they have entities, they have no flesh and blood. Those bugs invariably avoided the ghost skeletons, and only the dead ones The resurrected man in black was fighting the air with his teeth and claws.
Zheng Qiao immediately summoned the elders and disciples of Yuyin, transformed into hundreds of skeleton demons, formed a wall, and pushed them down the mountain step by step. Those insects lost their means of attack and were forced down the mountain steps. The man in black was also hacked to death again.
"Prison sounds," Mu Ziyun said faintly, "How can these be considered prison sounds." He couldn't help but think of that hell, where the bell frame tortured him a year ago. That was the real sound of hell.
