The curse is over, and smart IQ has taken over the high ground again.
Everyone was lucky to have survived the disaster, but looking back on the scene just now, they felt a little embarrassed and embarrassed.
It was more embarrassing and humiliating than the levels of "Jie Yong" and "Ming Gui". Even the very nervous Xiahou Aotian couldn't help but have thoughts such as "it's better to go back" or "find a crack in the ground to crawl in". .
Zhang Yuanqing, who always maintained human consciousness, walked towards Brother Red Rooster, took out the mountain god's scepter and threw it to Guan Ya, urging: "Quick, quick, save people!"
The few people who were not injured quickly adjusted their emotions and rushed to Tianxia Guihuo, Sun Miaomiao and Brother Hongji to save their dying teammates.
Fortunately, because the curse passed in time, the three people whose lives were hanging by a thread returned to their original state and retracted their steps from the door of hell.
The most seriously injured was Brother Red Chicken. His spine was broken, his organs were damaged, and he lost a lot of blood. Even if his spiritual power returned, his condition was still bad.
The fire master lay weakly on the ground, his lips and face were as pale as paper, his pupils were dilated, his chest was heaving violently, and his heart was working overload, trying to provide blood to the oxygen-starved brain, but this only accelerated blood loss.
Zhang Yuanqing took out a tube of golden and clear life source liquid and injected it into Brother Hongji's neck vein.
This is not diluted life source liquid. Diluted life source liquid cannot save an endangered saint. This is the original life source liquid paid for by the Xie family in installments.
Zhang Yuanqing injected half a tube of life source liquid and then stopped, waiting for Guan Ya to send the Mountain God Scepter.
Now he doesn't have much life source liquid in stock. After helping Brother Red Chicken initially stabilize his injury, he can just hand over the rest to self-healing tools.
"It hurts so much, so itchy..." Brother Red Rooster groaned. The feeling of rebirth from a broken bone was not pleasant, it was quite painful.
The vertebrae proliferated rapidly, the fractures were connected to each other, and the flesh and blood squirmed and grew, but it became weak before it was completely repaired.
Guan Ya walked over with her face flushed. She had initially stabilized Tianxia Guihuo's injuries.
"Brother Red Rooster, are you okay?"
"I'll treat him."
At this moment, Guan Ya's eyes were hazy and charming, and her cheeks were flushed. As soon as Zhang Yuanqing saw her state, he knew that the side effects of the mountain god's scepter had taken effect. He immediately took out the ghost mirror, grabbed the scepter, and handed it to the ghost mirror, saying in a low voice. : "Take it!".
Although Guan Ya was angry, she still felt sorry for her boyfriend and hesitated. "You come?"
"I have the power of the sun to protect me, and I am very resistant to negative states. This is why I was able to maintain my self-awareness just now." Zhang Yuanqing said.
The alchemist of the Qin Dynasty said that he was able to maintain human cognition because he was rebellious and did not believe in fate, but Zhang Yuanqing himself knew that his personality was only part of the reason, and more of it was the Chunyang Body Cleansing Record that tempered him into an indestructible body.
It has strong resistance to curses, poisons, mind control and other skills.
Only then did Guan Ya take the ghost mirror, and the surging lust was immediately suppressed, the undercurrent of spring subsided, and her legs were no longer weak...
Zhang Yuanqing pressed the emerald gem at the top of the mountain god's scepter against Brother Red Chicken's back. A soft green light lit up, and the flesh and blood that had stopped crawling grew again, covering the spine.
Brother Red Rooster's injuries have finally been repaired and he can move normally.
"Can you stand up?" Zhang Yuanqing stretched out his hand.
"Oh my god, I've been through hell for a while." Brother Hongji cursed and held his hand, standing up to thank him: "Thanks to you, otherwise I would have been in trouble. Every time I entered the S-level dungeon, It’s a tightrope walk, and survival depends on luck.”
"Half a tube of life source liquid, remember to return it to me." Zhang Yuanqing pulled him up.
Brother Hongji hooked his shoulder, handed his weight to him, and said boldly: "No problem, I also have the source of life fluid." He turned his palm and took out a tube of injection from the inventory.
Zhang Yuanqing didn't answer, and said calmly: "Repay me after you get a copy."
Brother Red Rooster looked at him for a few seconds, and with a rare expression of solemnity, he said, "I read that right, you are a loyal person."
After a brief rest, the team members walked to the machine weapon, looked at it for a while, then stretched out their hands to touch the fuselage and read the information.
[Name: Six Animals Ceremony]
[Type: Mechanical Weapon]
[Function: Curse, Spiritual Guidance]
[Introduction: Based on the secret mechanism inherited by the Mo family, the master of the Mo Sect integrated the power of curses and dreams, supplemented by a variety of top-quality materials to create it. It can change the fate of all living creatures. It lasts for five minutes and is ineffective against inanimate objects. 】
[Note: This prop cannot be taken out of the copy. 】
"It turns out that it also includes the ability of dreams. No wonder it can affect our cognition." Asano Ryo suddenly realized.
The most terrifying thing about dreams and illusions is not their lethality, but their confusion of spirit and cognition.
"It's a pity that I can't bring out the copy, otherwise I'll make a fortune." Sun Miaosen said regretfully. Thanks to the terrifying recovery power of Yeyoushen, her injury has completely healed.
"What a wonderful workmanship, what a wonderful workmanship..." Xiahou Aotian caressed the machine creation affectionately, with regret on his face.
"It's a pity that I can't take it with me."
"It won't turn us into pigs anymore, will it?" Brother Red Rooster kicked the base and said with lingering fear.
Zhang Yuanqing shook his head: "We have passed this level. There should be no danger. Unfortunately, there is no good harvest."
As he spoke, he picked up Little Red Riding Hood and put it in his inventory. When he took it out again, the road had returned to normal.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately put the puppet swordsman into the hat space.
"The fewer things you harvest during the process of clearing the dungeon, the more generous the rewards will be at the end of the settlement." The world that survived the catastrophe had a rare sense of humor.
"This is called the law of conservation of reward." Seeing that his teammates didn't respond, he was stunned: "Isn't it funny?"
We have just saved our lives, so we don't have time to listen to your cold jokes.
Zhang Yuanqing silently turned around and went to the next level. Everyone followed and left silently, leaving Tianxiaguihuo deep in thought.
In this way, they continued to trek in the spacious corridor, sometimes going down and sometimes up. The candlelight in the alcove flickered. The top of the head was not a stone wall, but was covered with a wooden ceiling. There were exhaust holes every ten meters, and there was a slight breeze from the air holes. influx.
After walking for more than ten minutes, Brother Hongji suddenly rubbed his hands and said, "Why did it suddenly become cold? Is it my imagination?"
He was not the only one who felt cold, others also felt the cold air floating in the air, getting into their pores.
"It's not an illusion, it's Yin Qi." Sun Senmiao said: "The Yin Qi in front is very heavy, very heavy, heavier than the Yin Qi on the Corpse Refining Island in Qinfeng Academy."
"It's not Corpse Refining Island, it's Chicken Heart Island." Zhao Chenghuang said.
"I forgot." Sun Miaomiao stuck out her tongue.
"What kind of tongue are you sticking out? It's disgusting." Zhang Yuanqing, the leader, sneered.
"It's disgusting that you repeat words."
"Hey, why don't you hump my ass?"
"you……"
Seeing that the two of them were having fun and bickering, Guan Ya and the others suddenly stopped panicking. There were three star officials in this team, and the one thing they were least afraid of was femininity.
Continuing forward, a cold wind blew in the corridor, the air humidity increased, and the light became brighter and brighter.
After walking for a few more minutes, everyone saw the exit, and weak sunlight shone in from the entrance of the corridor.
Outside the corridor is a valley. There are parallel wooden piles inserted into the dark and towering cliffs. On the wooden piles, there are rotten coffins. If you look around, there are hundreds of them.
The mud in the valley is dark brown and barren of grass. Any temperature the sun shines into the valley feels pale and pale.
There are two tablets erected at the entrance of the corridor. One of them reads "Burial Festival" and "Promoting the Worthy", and the other reads "Clean up the old mountains and rivers".
"arrive……"
Zhang Yuanqing stopped and looked a little solemn.
Sun Miaomiao and Zhao Chenghuang also showed solemn expressions. In the eyes of the three star officials, the valley was filled with gloomy air, blocking the sunlight, and filled with resentful spirits.
There were men, women, old and young, some were golden soldiers in armor, and some were disciples wearing Mo Sect costumes. Some had lost their heads, some were bleeding from their seven orifices, some had faces full of hatred, and some were mourning and wailing.
But when everyone arrived at the valley, these were floating in the air
, the resentful spirits wandering on the surface all looked over.
A pair of frightening white pupils stared at him fiercely. When a normal person saw this scene, he would be frightened out of his wits. Even a spiritual practitioner would feel chills in his heart.
Fortunately, except for the three star officials, no one else could see it.
They were still looking at the coffins and stone tablets on the cliff.
As usual, Xia Hou Aotian gave everyone popular science: "Ferential burial is to oppose wasting time and wealth on the dead, and to respect the virtuous is to promote only those who are worthy, regardless of high or low."
Madoka nodded slightly: "Another meaning of festival burial is the utilization of waste, refining the dead into ghosts to guard the pass. The meritocracy of the virtuous means that even the enemy can be a 'partner', driven by It fights for itself."
Xiahou Aotian was shocked, high-fived and praised: "Enterprise-level understanding." After saying that, a strong wind blew in the valley, making the frail alchemist shiver.
Sun Miaomiao shouted a warning, "Back off, everyone, back off, the evil spirit is coming!"
The resentful spirits came overwhelmingly like a sea wave. Sun Miaomiao and Zhao Chenghuang took two steps forward and stood side by side with Zhang Yuanqing. Dark and sticky energy emerged from the eyes of the three star officials, and they used their spirit-devouring skills.
The surging army of resentful spirits all stopped and there was a commotion, and the Night Travel God had an effect on suppressing the resentful spirits.
"It would be great if the soul-calling broadcaster brought them in. These are all my soldiers." Sun Miaomiao said with a slight regret.
While the army of resentful spirits was briefly suppressed, she raised her hand and fished into the void, grabbing out a yellow robe covered with blood and painted with spiritual seals. She blew on the robe, then threw it up high and said, "Put it away!"
The Taoist robe unfolded out of thin air, creating a vortex of Yin Qi. The resentful spirits screamed and turned into blue smoke, which was sucked into the Taoist robes according to the rhythm of the whirlpool.
What a powerful prop... Zhang Yuanqing was envious for a while. The Taoist robe was obviously a top-quality prop. The level and quality were not something that Level 4 Sun Miaomiao could possess. The only source was the blessing of the sect or elders.
It's good to have a Yeyoushen sect as a supporter. Unlike him, there are only a few exclusive copies of Yeyoushen that he has entered. The professional props he has obtained are extremely limited, and his inventory is full of bewitching girls from all major professions.
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from high in the valley. Everyone at the entrance of the corridor was shocked, as if they had been hit on the head with a stick. Warm liquid flowed from the nose, and the brain was dizzy.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing heard a crisp sound of bones breaking. He turned around and saw that Sun Miaomiao's head was twisted behind her. The skin and flesh on her neck were torn apart due to insufficient toughness, and large streams of blood flowed out.
Bloody tears flowed from her eyes, and her expression froze on her face. The Taoist robe lost its owner's control and fell lightly.
In Zhang Yuanqing's field of vision, a resentful spirit wearing a black robe and disheveled hair possessed Sun Miaomiao, severely injuring her in the simplest and most efficient way.
"Crack, click, click..." Sun Miaosen's knees and elbows were twisted into twists one after another, while Zhao Chenghuang and his teammates behind him were still dizzy, and no one could save her.
"Miaomiao..." Zhang Yuanqing's expression changed drastically.
"Fuck, the evil spirit of the illusionist!" He swore loudly, and the darkness in his eyes emerged again. He stretched out his hand to wrap around Sun Miaomiao's neck and caught the evil spirit inside.
Because of the body protection of Chunyang Body Cleansing Record, he suffered the least damage and the dizziness caused was also very slight. He returned to normal almost instantly, so he could help.
As soon as he touched the resentful spirit in Sun Miaomiao's body, Zhang Yuanqing realized that it was a high-level resentful spirit at the peak of a saint, with a whole level of experience points higher than him.
Feeling the suppression from the star officials of the same level, the resentful spirit's mental power expands, and it is necessary to use another mental attack.
But the enchanting Yi Chuanmei floated above Zhang Yuanqing's head, and deep whirlpools appeared in his pupils.
Dreamland!
The resistance of the resentful spirit in Sun Miaomiao's body became weaker and weaker, and gradually entered the dreamland.
Seizing the opportunity created by Yi Chuanmei, Zhang Yuanqing condensed a faint golden light in his palm and pulled it out with all his strength. The resentful spirit with disheveled hair and black robe was pulled out.
Immediately afterwards, the golden light condensed into a weak, slender spear, and was aimed at the resentful spirit.
Throwed.
"Chichi~" The golden light penetrated the illusory body of the resentful spirit, and a large stream of blue smoke rose up.
"Yichuan Mei!" Zhang Yuanqing shouted immediately after throwing the spear.
Yi Chuanmei and her master had the same mind. Without hesitation, she raised her white neck and launched a spiritual attack on the resentful spirit. In the next second, the screams of the resentful spirits sounded and then stopped abruptly.
It held its head and howled in pain.
At this time, Zhao Chenghuang recovered from the mental blow. Without saying a word, he grabbed a stack of spirit-sealing talismans from the inventory and shook his hands.
The spirit-sealing talisman shot out and adsorbed on the resentful spirit, like a red-hot iron hitting a snowman, causing a large amount of black smoke to rise.
Guan Ya flew out from behind the two of them, leaped high into the sky as fast as a dragon, and struck at the resentful spirit with a leap!
The swordsman's evil spirit has a high lethality against the resentful spirits, and her insight technique can vaguely sense the location of the resentful spirits.
Encountering attacks one after another, the spirit's aura dropped sharply, from the peak of level six to the early stage of level six. It rushed up and fled towards the towering cliff while letting out an ear-piercing scream.
Mental blow!
The surviving resentful spirits in the valley flew upward with it, and merged into the body of the black-robed resentful spirits like moths flying into the flames.
It swallowed the resentful spirits to strengthen itself, and screamed again. This time it was not a spiritual strike, but a summons.
More than a hundred coffins lying on the cliff had their lids lifted at the same time. The coffin lids fell from a height with a "bang bang" like falling rain, which was extremely spectacular.
In the coffin, the rotten and ugly corpses sat up, clicked their heads and looked at the team below.
"Good guy, they are all inferi, high-quality inferi." Zhang Yuanqing clicked his tongue, "How rich."
As a star official, he can judge the quality of these Yin corpses based on their aura. Most of them are in the extraordinary realm, but there are also many who are saints.
In the face of the Inferi, the Night Travel God has no innate ability to suppress it, so the corpse-suppressing talisman can be used. However, with such a large army of Inferi, it is obviously not wise to draw talismans, and it is better to use physical force to explode.
Zhao Chenghuang sensed the difficulty and said in a deep voice: "Be serious, there will be a tough battle next."
There are hundreds of Inferi, plus a main formation of level six resentful spirits. Even if they are as powerful as the team of the dead, it is still a tough battle.
"How can it be arrogant in my field?" Zhang Yuanqing raised his hand and grabbed it, and a baby's head appeared in the palm of his hand.
The baby looks extremely cute, with chubby cheeks, skin as white and tender as milk, and long intertwined eyelashes. It seems to be sleeping.
If it didn't have only one head, it would be a cute little nose.
"Fuck!" Brother Hongji and Xiahou Aotian screamed at the same time, instinctively grasping their lower abdomens.
"You, you... why the hell did you bring this thing?" Brother Red Rooster looked nervous and backed away slowly.
Also retreating was Xiahou Aotian.
Guan Ya raised her eyebrows, knowing that this was the holy baby of the Xie family, which could allow the eldest daughter and the eldest son of the Yellow Flower to experience the feeling of pregnancy.
"What's wrong?" Ryo Asano asked curiously when he saw the two of them suddenly nervous and showing fear on their faces.
Brother Hongji glanced at her, "You don't have a boyfriend yet, do you? You haven't given birth to a child, have you?"
Asano Ryo was ashamed and angry, thinking, this man has no manners at all, how could he offend an eighteen-year-old girl like this.
Brother Red Rooster hummed, "That thing is called the Holy Infant, and its crying can make people pregnant."
brush!
Asano Ryo, Madoka, Princess Yinyao, and Tianxia Guihuo scrambled to retreat.
Sensing the scene behind him, Zhang Yuanqing raised his lips and said, "If you don't want to be pregnant with my child, just cover your ears and retreat to the corridor. It's time for the ghost to give birth!"
After saying that, he pressed the Holy Infant on his shoulder. Blood vessels and nerves grew out of the Holy Infant's neck, connecting with the flesh and blood of his shoulder.
It gained life from this, and its closed eyes suddenly opened.
