Chapter 485: The power of wax mud

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In the cockpit of the patrol boat, the assistant commander Hei Ya was throwing away his pipe with a gloomy face and yelling at the patrol officers: "What are you still doing? Hurry up and transport the energy furnace to 100%. Didn't you hear what the patrol commander said? Leave it alone. It’s lost, throw all the Yin Stone stored in it!”

Soon, as the patrol officers were busy, the defensive cover that originally enveloped the entire patrol boat became bright again, and the warm light turned into an oval shape, completely wrapping the huge patrol boat inside, and allowing Everyone was filled with hatred for the assassin whale that was chasing him outside.

With his feet in the void, Mu Yi stood above the patrol boat, his face gloomy, and he roared through gritted teeth: "Then bring me people to search the entire ship, and catch all the scum from the Thorny Whale Association!"

Hearing the roar of Inspector Mu Yi, Shi Chishang glanced across the way, only to find that Xiao Ling and others did not feel nervous about being surrounded, and were still so cold and indifferent.

Seeing something strange, Shi Chishang felt a little vigilant in his heart. His soul consciousness merged into Taixu and spread in all directions, guarding against crises that might arise at any time.

When the Vine Corpse Spirit, who also saw Xun Zhou trying his best to set up a defensive shield, his laughter became louder, but the feeling of sinister vulture in it became more and more intense.

"What I love most is watching trapped beasts like you fight!"

The Vine Corpse Spirit raised his hand and slowly took off his hat, revealing a terrifying and ferocious face. The skin was pale and shriveled, clinging to the skull as if it had no moisture. There were no eyeballs, only two groups of faint blue eyes. Will-o'-the-wisps are burning in the eye sockets. If you look carefully, you can see endless wraiths and undead souls struggling and wailing from the two will-o'-the-wisps.

The faint green will-o'-the-wisp was like two eyeballs, reflecting the huge hull of the patrol boat in front. The vine corpse spirit chuckled twice, then stamped hard with its left foot, and a thud was heard, and the altar was scattered all over the floor. The gray bones jumped briskly, forming dozens of gray-white long pillars in the strange eyes of everyone, with a ball of green fire burning at the top. At first glance, it looked like candles were erected.

puff! puff! puff! As the bone candles were erected, the green fireballs began to burn violently. At the same time, the faces of everyone in the patrol boat, except for the members of the Thorny Whale Club, the other officials and passengers changed. When I wake up, I am either frightened, nervous, or calm.

As everyone watched, the defensive shield that was simply condensed energy began to melt as if it were a solid body. A large amount of Yin energy turned into clouds and steamed away from the melted place, but it was bound by some unknown force. Down, re-submerged into the melted area, causing the melted range on the defensive cover to expand again.

After the candle burns, it usually begins to melt silently. However, at this moment, the melting of the defensive shield was in front of everyone's gaze. They saw the energy that was thousands of meters thick disintegrating inch by inch. Everyone on the ship was terrified and felt sad. His face slowly darkened.

Even though he had a fierce fight with Xiuwu Beast and Cheng Baihu in the thunder pool before, it seemed that they were evenly matched, but if it was a real life-and-death fight, without using the three trump cards, he would definitely not be the same as Cheng Baihu, Xiuwu The beasts and their opponents are just slightly weaker people like the Yin Scorpion Master.

Cheng Baihu and the others have mastered the three avenues, which is enough to crush Shi Chishang who doesn't use his trump card, let alone the vine corpse spirit who has four avenues engraved in the imperial throne and is known as the Young Supreme and candidate for the Underworld Emperor.

At this moment, the entire patrol boat has been enveloped by the power of the vine corpse spirit. If he wants to escape safely, he must at least use a few trump cards. But this time he came to Tuomeng Dao simply to obtain light and dark elements. He uses the spiritual objects of the system to refine his clones. Once the three trump cards are exposed today, Tuomeng Dao will definitely be surrounded by storms and attract numerous strong men to pursue and intercept him. This will greatly hinder his next actions. .

Shi Chishang was pondering there when he suddenly heard a commotion from the passengers behind him. When he raised his head again, his pupils suddenly shrank like needlepoints.

The defensive cover of this state-level patrol boat is said to be able to withstand the full attack of Half-Step Ming Lord for three quarters of an hour. However, at this moment, he only thought about it for more than ten breaths, and the defensive cover had been completely melted.

The negative energy that formed the defensive shield turned into a viscous liquid state under the influence of the power of the vine corpse spirit, dripping down from the high altitude like wax mud. At first glance, it looked like a thread hanging from the depths of the night. An octopus tentacle is ferocious and terrifying, exuding a suffocating malice.

This wasn't over yet, the overwhelming "wax mud" had just fallen down, and then the endless darkness swept in.

It seemed like a disaster that swallowed up all the light, annihilating light and heat, and distorting all perceptions. In a trance, all one could see in the depths of the darkness was a pale gray candle as high as a mountain, with a bit of cyan jumping violently at the top. The will-o'-the-wisp made bursts of silent ridicule at the people on the patrol boat.

"Waxmelt Realm!" A passenger yelled with a trembling tone as he recognized the origin of the vast darkness, "We are finished!"

There was nothing he could say. First, the massive amount of wax mud fell, and then the invasion of infinite darkness. The entire patrol boat began to melt and annihilate at a speed visible to the naked eye. All people and objects turned into stinking dirty water that kept crawling.

And there seemed to be invisible creatures in it. In the growing dirty water, one piece of storage equipment deliberately preserved by the Vine Corpse Spirit was being carried to the Vine by invisible forces. In front of the corpse spirit.

The floor where Shi Chishang and the others were on was almost right in the middle of the patrol boat. Seeing the wax mud and darkness approaching step by step, Xiao Ling suddenly swayed behind a cloaked man at the end of the crowd and reached out to grab a piece of clothing hanging from his waist. He wore a wax ring and then kicked it away unceremoniously.

The cloaked man never expected that Xiao Ling would take action against him. He didn't react until he was kicked away by Xiao Ling. He was about to turn around and go back to grab the wax ring, but he had already fallen into the spreading darkness. It turned into a puddle of dirty water in an instant, and there was no more sound.

"Xiao Ling, are you seeking death?" Seeing the death of his subordinate, the man in black with a shoehorned face couldn't help but became furious. The two black bear followers behind him even opened their bloody mouths and let out heart-stopping roars.

Holding the wax ring tightly, Xiao Ling looked at the spreading darkness with cold eyes. After making sure that he was fine, he said coldly: "My scapegoat is used, Ma Ji, I just let a ghost You are a piece of trash who is not even at your peak yet, die for me, what's the problem?"

"Have you used the scapegoat?" Na Ma Ji was startled when he heard this. He actually did not bother the other party to let his subordinates take the place of death, but said in surprise, "Who can force you to use the scapegoat?"

These people were chattering there. Over there, Shi Chishang saw the wax mud and darkness coming one after another, and he didn't care to think about the future anymore. He directly cast a spell to imprison the dozen or so passengers who survived behind him. Throwing it into the Taixu Dragon-Raising Ring, a bright and hazy fourteen-color soul light erupted all over his body, and without hesitation, he struck hard at the sweeping dark wax mud.

Boom! It seemed hazy, but actually the solid soul light had just touched the dark wax mud, and Shi Chi Shang's soul body trembled. Even though his body was solid and rich, the contact just now still almost prevented his soul body from collapsing.

Only when he really fought against these candidates for the Hades, Shi Chishang could truly understand the gap between himself and them. With the throne suppression foundation blessed by the Four Gates Avenue, the strength of these young supremes was simply unbelievable.

He spat blood-tinted saliva, and the soul seal reflected in the mirror between Shi Chi Shang's brows shone brightly. The fourteen-color soul light surged and stirred. He used the mirror to look at the secret technique to gain insight into the source of darkness, and used the only way to reject and suppress all magic and spirituality. , and then operate the two avenues of virtuality and reality, turning darkness and wax mud into virtuality, and condensing one's own strength into reality.

In just a short moment, Shi Chishang used almost all the power he could use except his three trump cards. Under the superposition of several major powers, his energy was like an ancient volcano that had been dormant for tens of millions of years and suddenly erupted. , the majestic and tyrannical power actually briefly broke away from the suppression of darkness, and in turn destroyed the flowing wax mud.

"I know who forced you to use the scapegoat..." Seeing this scene, Ma Ji's eyes widened, and then he shook his head with regret on his face, "You're pretty strong. It's a pity that you can last so long in the hands of the vice president. ”

The other man with thick eyebrows and big eyes grinned and said with a sneer: "It's good to die! There is one less person between us and the vice-president, and the gap between us and him is smaller!"

The man behind is named Zhou Yue. In the Thorny Whale Club, he, Ma Ji and Xiao Ling are known as the Three Best Showmen of the Thorny Whale. They can be regarded as the second batch of elite masters after the Vine Corpse Spirit.

Hearing the conversation between Ma Ji and Zhou Yue, Xiao Ling pursed her lips and said nothing, just staring at the battle not far away.

Above the patrol boat, the Vine Corpse Spirit slowly dropped two corpses that were like mummies to their feet. They were the patrol chief Mu Yi and the assistant chief Hei Ya, two underworld emperor-level experts. Death in the hands of the spirit is silent.

Without seeing any movement from him, the two corpses began to rapidly melt into the sand. Soon, the withered flesh and blood was completely annihilated, leaving only gray-white bones that had been drained of their essence scattered on the altar.

"Yo! There's actually a little mouse!"

Sensing resistance somewhere below, the Vine Corpse Spirit let out a sigh and turned his head to look over there. Seeing Shi Chishang in the fourteen-color soul light, he shook his head disapprovingly, fiddled with his sleeve with his left hand for a long time, and took out A rusty red hydrangea was thrown over there and he said with a low smile: "It's time to eat!"

The red hydrangea was not long gone at first glance. Not only was it in tatters, it was also covered with strange rust. As the vine corpse spirit threw it, the red hydrangea rolled and disintegrated in mid-air. When it was far away, When Chi Shang was only three thousand feet long, the red hydrangea had turned into tens of thousands of red silk exuding a filthy smell, like countless ferocious blood pythons, intertwined like a net, rushing towards Shi Chi Shang.

Shi Chishang was desperately fighting against the endless erosion of darkness. Leng Buding saw tens of thousands of blood shadows rushing towards him, and his heart skipped a beat. Just as he was about to attack with his sword, waves of low and vague sobs sounded in his ears, like resentment. As if complaining, it seems that in the middle of the night, a desolate woman is holding her face and crying beside the bed, which makes people feel relieved inexplicably.