"Little Taoist priest!"
“If you don’t eat the toast, you will be fined with alcohol!!”
"court death!!"
The painted-skin demon's body slowly floated up from the coffin and was suspended in the mine.
The black water pool rolled violently, and the corpses of miners emerged from the water.
These corpses were all unrecognizable and horrific.
Some have no eyes, some have no heads, and some have their mouths torn open by something, with all their teeth hanging out.
What's even more terrifying is that some miners only have half a head, and the back of the head is empty, or the brain can be seen.
These corpses have completely different degrees of age. It can be seen that they are aged four to five years, or three or five days old.
Fresh corpses, bloody. The corpse that had been soaked for a long time was completely deformed and looked like a giant. When he walked, the maggots on his body fell to the ground.
"Hehehe! Little Taoist priest, what do you think I look like?"
The suspended painted-skinned demon has long hair covering his face and hanging down to his ankles.
She slowly pushed her hair away with her bloody hands, and a twisted and terrifying face suddenly appeared in front of us.
Zhang Jiawen vomited out.
It can be said that how intoxicated I was just now, I am sober now!
"Haha! Zha Zhawen, please open your eyes wide and take a look. This is the woman you want to talk about!"
"is it beautiful?"
"Wow!!"
Zhang Jiawen spurted out another mouthful of vomit, directly spraying out two to three meters, so fiercely, like a high-pressure water gun, it felt like the overnight meal was sprayed out.
I saw rice on his nose and mouth, looking at me dirty.
"Brother Fengchen, thank you! Thank you! If it weren't for you, my little Taoist body would have been defiled by this ugly banshee! Hey! Brother, do you smell a fishy smell? This is... of a bloody corpse smell!"
"It's your uncle's! There are so many corpses, it's no wonder they smell so good!"
As soon as I finished speaking, the corpses of seven or eight miners rushed towards me. These corpses were all unconscious. It was more like they were controlled by some evil magic or demonic power, and they rushed towards us like crazy.
I rushed out instantly and punched and kicked these walking zombies.
Bodies kept crawling out of the pool, and I knocked them down one after another. When Zhang Jiawen saw it, he rushed up with a black iron sword and chopped at the corpses of the miners like wood.
Even Xiaopang, who had recovered, couldn't help it anymore. He grabbed a fire ax from somewhere and joined the battle.
"You monsters, go to hell!"
"It's you! It's you who killed my dad!"
Xiaopang's strength was already very strong, but now he was completely ignited by hatred, and his explosive power was super strong.
He chopped down the corpses of the miners one by one with his axe, and soon overturned a dozen of them.
Under the joint attack of the three of us, the ground was covered with corpses of miners, lying in various directions and falling in large pieces.
However, these corpses were chopped more and more!
"Thunder Palm!"
I couldn't bear it anymore, so I concentrated my spiritual power and struck it out with my palm. A ball of lightning as big as a football flew directly towards the pool. It was invincible on the way, and all the miners who were hit were torn apart and blown into pieces.
Especially at the end, when the ball lightning fell in the pool, the shot was earth-shattering. It not only blew up dozens of miner corpses before they had time to climb up, but also blew a hole in the blood coffin.
The huge waves splashing from the pool instantly hit the Painted Skin Demon.
The painted-skinned demon flicked his long hair and forcefully knocked back the huge wave.
"Maoshan, Thunder Palm!"
"Longhu Mountain, Black Iron Sword!"
"I didn't expect that I would offend you!"
Zhang Jiawen asked sternly: "Old witch! What's wrong? Are you scared? If you are scared, just kneel down and beg for mercy, and let the little Taoist take you in, so that you won't suffer the pain of losing your soul!"
"What an arrogant kid. I have been cultivating here for thousands of years and have enjoyed the sacrifice of so many human lives. How can my demonic power be compared to that of you young disciples of the Taoist sect?"
"Since you are from a famous sect, I don't have to kill you, as long as you are willing to listen to me and become my protector. Otherwise, no matter who your master is or whether you come from any sect, you will die!"
I concentrated my spiritual power again, and a ball of lightning as big as a basketball appeared in my hand.
"Then there's no need to discuss it?"
"Boy! You are crazy! But what a pity!"
"Oh? Aren't you afraid?"
"Pa?? Hahahaha! Ignorant child, look at what this is first!"
The ugly woman pulled out a scroll from her long sleeves, and the scroll was suspended in the air. Neither Zhang Jiawen nor I realized what this guy wanted to do, so we both looked at him curiously.
At this time, a writing brush flew out of the woman's other sleeve and landed in the woman's hand.
The woman bit the tip of her tongue to draw blood, dipped a brush on her tongue, and quickly started drawing on the scroll.
"Blue Dragon, White Tiger, go!"
"Suzaku, Xuanwu, go!"
"Four Great Protectors!!"
"go!!"
The next second, everyone present was stunned, including Xiaopang, and even Coach Lu and Grandpa, who were lying in the Demon-Conquering Pestle watching the battle.
"This is... the painting soul among the seven tunes!" Grandpa's voice came from the Demon-Conquering Pestle.
"Seven tunes? Huahun?"
"That's right! Originally, the seven schools were proficient in paper-making. But one of them made a living by cutting paper. Over time, he developed a unique skill that can put the finishing touch on anything. As long as it can be drawn, it has a soul!"
"If grandpa guessed correctly, the painted skin demon just now was painted by this ugly woman."
"Yes!! The old gentleman said it very well!"
At this time, Mrs. Hong's voice also floated out of the Demon-Conquering Pestle. It seems that our battle has a lot of onlookers.
"Mrs. Hong, is it possible that you know this witch in front of you?" Grandpa asked.
Mrs. Hong said: "It's more than just acquaintance! If it weren't for this monster, how could the Heavenly King suddenly die suddenly? When the Heavenly King established his capital, he had seized the country and was preparing for national reforms to let the people live a good life."
"Who would have thought that during the process of inviting the gods, something unexpected happened, and this witch was actually invited!"
"The witch turned stone into gold and made the king of heaven indulge in the illusory world and indulge in the way of cultivating immortals. However, she neglected the governance of the country, so that the six kings were at odds, the brothers separated, and turned against each other..."
"Witch! It's time to settle this account together!!"
"Hehehe!"
"Mrs. Hong, you were no match for me back then. More than a hundred years have passed, how do you plan to settle with me?"
"How about we come out and have a fight?"
"If you are a hero, don't hide in the magic weapon like a turtle with its head shrinking!"
“It’s so hilarious!”
"Hehehe!"
