In the Demonic Cave.
The firelight flickered and the stench was overwhelming.
At the rear of the team, the officers, soldiers and rangers who fell into hallucinations were killing each other.
ahead.
As yellow talismans flew, corpses swarmed in.
This situation can also be called a wolf in front and a tiger in the back.
But everyone in the crowd had mixed reactions.
A group of monks from the Thousand Buddha Temple headed by Pu Zhi looked sneaky and obviously had other thoughts. After a brief moment of astonishment, Taoist Master Long Tu fell asleep and silently chanted mantras. A ray of green light passed by, and everyone in the room suddenly woke up. His mind was somewhat refreshed. Although Huang Taihu, the old water bandit, was still cursing wildly, he also yelled at his men to regain their consciousness and prepare to face the enemy.
At this time, Li Changan grabbed Taoist Longtu.
"Leave the living corpses in front to me, and you can deal with the rear."
Taoist Longtu heard this and subconsciously refused.
In his opinion, the living corpses in front were obviously more difficult to deal with than the officers and soldiers behind them. Since he risked his life and entered the mountain, how could he give up the difficulty and take it easy at this time? However, Li Changan winked at him, pointed at Huang Tai Lake first, and then nodded at Puzhi.
He thought for a moment and suddenly understood.
This time going into the mountains to fight against demons is actually a five-party coalition.
The White Lotus Sect's side was led by Huang Taihu, and the Long Xiang Guard was led by Long Tu. On the Thousand Buddha Temple's side, Puzhi had no choice but to personally send troops. As for the officers and soldiers, the man named He was so frightened that he refused to enter the mountain. He only sent a school captain to lead the army. After the war is over, as for the rangers recruited locally, they will nominate their own leaders.
At the moment, the officers, soldiers, and knights are in a mess, and the only ones who can help are Pu Zhi, Huang Taihu, and Long Tu.
Among them, Puzhi came here with intimidation. The old water bandit who dared to trust the rear was proactive, but he regarded human life as nothing. If he took action, he would probably kill all the people who were trapped in the hallucination.
After much deliberation, only Longtu was suitable.
He immediately stopped putting it off.
"Then I'll leave it to fellow Taoists."
…………
With Longtu taking action, there will be no worries about the way back, and he can concentrate on dealing with the corpses in front.
Li Changan immediately found Huang Taihu and said with a smile:
"Mr. Huang, there are a lot of weird things going up the mountain this time, why don't you retreat for now?"
The old water bandit only glanced sideways at Li Changan.
"There are just a few living corpses, and they are not worthy of the Taoist priest's words to provoke people. If the monk had not plotted against them the day before yesterday, and the boat capsized in the gutter, there would be no need for them... Humph!"
He hummed a few times, dug his eyes into the crowd, and pulled out Pu Zhi who was dodging.
"Master monk, these are all good believers in your family, why don't you go up and get intimate with each other?!"
After that, he called his men, hugged the monks, and rushed towards the corpses.
Li Changan smiled and shook his head, raised his sword and followed.
…………
The long sword stirred gently in the air, and the flying yellow talismans were caught in the sword wind. Then, as the long sword was drawn, it shot out at the living corpses in all directions.
Immediately afterwards.
Peel, chop, stab, wipe, pick.
Li Changan stepped back lightly, and the five living corpses surrounding him fell to the ground slumped.
He casually peeled off a piece of talisman paper stuck to the sword.
Take a quick look.
The yellow talisman has an edict as its head and the words "General Bai Yi is here" are written on it.
But it is an ordinary corpse-suppressing talisman.
In fact, the yellow talismans flying all over the cave are all such talismans, and they are also the result of Long Xiangwei and his gang adapting to local conditions. Unfortunately, this living corpse is different from ordinary zombies. The effect of the corpse-suppressing charm is inevitably greatly reduced, but it cannot withstand the large number, and it also adds a lot of help to the fighting on the field.
Li Changan flicked the talisman into the air and let it fly. He looked around and saw that the situation in the field was pleasant. With the concerted efforts of everyone, the living corpses were killed one by one.
In fact, in this relatively narrow cave, even if there are many living corpses, it is difficult to spread out to form an encirclement advantage. In addition, everyone in the scene was not as embarrassed as the night before. They all relied on their magic power to get closer and killed all the incoming living corpses without waiting for Long Tu to take care of the rear.
Then, he simply abandoned Long Tu and others and moved forward, going deep into the Demon Transformation Cave and killing back several waves of living corpses.
Even Puzhi, who had been paddling in the water before, was also eager to kill at this time. He danced an iron dragon stick up and down, smashing the heads of several living corpses in succession.
at this time.
In the shadows deep in the cave, some shadowy figures were squirming.
"Everyone, be careful! The living corpse is here again."
I don't know who shouted, but it could be said to be careful, but the impatient words could not be concealed.
And Na Puzhi wiped the blood on his face and screamed strangely.
"Well done!"
He went up to him with his stick in hand.
"whispering sound."
The old water bandit next to him put a pair of water-splitting thorns on his waist and sneered:
"This monk is very brave."
Li Changan smiled.
"That's not good."
After saying that, he unfolded his sleeves, rolled up a yellow talisman on his robe, and faced him with his sword.
But this time it was just a fight.
Li Changan was surprised to find that this wave of living corpses was more powerful than the previous ones.
However, he soon felt relieved.
These living corpses were originally born from the Corpse Buddha. The closer they are to the source, the more powerful they become. This is as it should be. There is nothing to be surprised about.
What's more, although this wave of zombies is more powerful, the increase in intensity is limited and does not affect the overall situation.
All in all, if the current situation continues, even if Long Tu and others cannot catch up, they can reach the end of the cave and take off the head of the Corpse Buddha with their current manpower alone.
"But……"
For no reason, Li Changan felt a little doubtful.
"Will it really go so smoothly?"
Just when this doubt arose, suddenly, a burst of chanting came from the depths of the cave.
"Nanwuheheluoda, then Duolueye..."
Li Changan was stunned for a moment.
"Great Compassion Curse?"
But then, each word in the scripture suddenly seemed like a file, ripping hard into Li Changan's brain.
The Taoist priest was immediately stunned.
But fortunately, although my head was numb from the severe pain, my body took care of itself.
Twist.
Withdraw.
Swing the sword.
By the time Li Changan calmed down and calmed down while reciting scriptures, another headless corpse was placed at his feet.
But the other companions in the field were not Li Changan.
For a while, screams could not be heard.
The Taoist priest raised his head and looked around, and the first thing he saw was that Puzhi was surrounded by two living corpses that looked like giant wolves.
One living corpse grabbed the iron rod in his hand, and another one held his shoulders with two claws. A big mouth opened like a snake, with blood mixed with saliva flowing from the sharp teeth on the mouth.
He was about to be killed on the spot.
Although Li Changan is not ashamed of him as a human being, this is the time when we are in the same boat, so how can we just sit back and watch him die?
So without thinking, he stepped forward to help.
As usual, he swung his sword straight to the neck of the living corpse.
However.
The edge of the sword penetrated the flesh, but the wrist froze, as if the sword had struck a truck tire.
Li Changan thought to himself, "Oh no," as if he was just rolling around like a lazy donkey, a strong gust of wind passed by him.
When he stood up, he only saw red and white juice flying across the chewing mouth of the living corpse, and hot blood spurting out from Puzhi's empty neck.
Li Changan had no time to feel a little sad and angry about Pu Zhi's death, probably because the two living corpses had already blocked him one after another.
…………
The chanting of scriptures coming from the depths of the cave is like a tide, washing over and over again against the embankment of the Taoist priest's brain.
There is no room to think, and no room to breathe.
Two living corpses were already surrounding him one after another.
The former looked like a real beast, using its hands and feet to swoop towards him. The latter seemed to have a different hobby for human heads, so he still opened his big mouth and bit off Li Changan's head.
But the Taoist priest remained motionless and treated him coldly.
It wasn't until the former got closer that he suddenly swung his cuffs, and the yellow talismans that had been rolled into his robe came out.
Seven or eight corpse-suppressing charms covered his face, and the living corpse immediately stiffened. Li Changan only ducked slightly and easily got under his armpits. Then he pushed his head into the big mouth of the living corpse behind him. .
The living corpse was just a stupid monster with an entrance of flesh and blood. It didn't care about anything else. It only scratched and pulled randomly on the former's neck with its chaotic sharp teeth.
When it finally noticed, Li Changan had already turned over and sat astride its shoulders.
Putting the tip of the sword against the living corpse's head, he took out a yellow talisman in his hand.
This talisman is not one of his own, but a gift from Taoist Longtu. It is a secret transmission, and its name is: Taishang's Sword God Curse Talisman.
The Taoist priest held the talisman in his hand, and then drew it on the edge of his sword.
The sword blade cut through the palm, blood soaked into the yellow talisman and stained the sword body.
He hurriedly recited:
"The Great Supreme Hunyuan gave me the sword. It is sufficient for water and fire, and it is strong and can be refined a hundred times."
Suddenly, blood quickly spread on the sword into rune patterns.
then.
"Hurry as the law dictates!"
Li Changan held the hilt of the sword with both hands and pressed hard, and the heads of the two living corpses were penetrated.
Also at this time.
"Edict."
Suddenly a command spell sounded, and the yellow talismans flying all over the cave suddenly came to life, like butterflies flying all over the cave, each one sticking to the living corpse in the cave.
At the same time.
More than ten figures jumped into the arena, using their own methods to attack and kill the living corpses.
It turned out that Long Tu and others finally arrived late.
…………
After a while.
The fighting stopped for a while.
In the Demon Transformation Cave with corpses rolling all over the floor, many more innocent souls were added.
The chanting sound came suddenly, and many people were caught off guard, causing the team to suffer heavy losses. Right now, there were still people with red eyes, venting their anger on the remains of living corpses, but they were immediately stopped by Huang Taihu and Long Tu.
Not to mention the injured on all sides, the sound of chanting sutras was still coming from the depths of the cave uninterrupted, like a jade knife torturing everyone's brains. Many people were in a daze and were just trying to hold on. Even worse, they were holding their heads and rolling on the ground howling miserably.
In such a situation, there is no time left for such meaningless things as killing corpses.
The two men quickly ordered their men to retreat to the rear with the seriously injured and incapacitated men who could still support but were unable to fight.
According to what Long Tu and others said, they felt much better when they were at the rear. The chanting sound probably became more ferocious the deeper it went.
After the wounded were evacuated and those who were still capable of fighting were counted, there were only thirty-six people left.
The road ahead is dangerous.
Li Changan had to find Kong Yan, Huang Taihu, and Long Tu to discuss together.
"Have you noticed that the deeper you go into the Demon Transformation Cave, the more difficult it is to deal with the living corpses inside?!"
Long Tu and Huang Taihu nodded immediately.
Kong Yan asked bluntly: "Has Taoist Master Xuan Xiao discovered anything?"
The Taoist priest did not answer, but just led the three people to the two living corpses. He first used a sword to cut open the blood-stained and muddy clothes on the living corpses, revealing the uneven chest due to the distortion of the sternum, and then approached them with a torch.
"This is?"
The dragon picture is difficult to determine.
"Scales."
Huang Taihu answered categorically.
Under the light of the fire, among the sparse red hair on the chest of the living corpse, there were some light ringworm-like substances on the skin. The old water bandit has been hanging out in Taihu Lake for most of his life, and he has dealt with countless water monsters. Others dare not identify them, but he can tell at a glance that they are scales.
Li Changan still didn't speak. He just pressed the blade of the sword against the fine scales of the living corpse and made a strong stroke with a clanging sound.
But only a thin scratch was left.
At this time, all three of them looked ugly.
Li Changan, on the other hand, pressed down the tip of the sword with all his strength, and then opened the skin of the strange living corpse, only to see that there was not flesh and blood under the skin, but a layer of pus-yellow tough fascia.
The old water bandit cursed, Long Tu frowned and thought hard, and Kong Yan murmured to himself:
"Scales grow on the skin, and membranes grow on the skin."
He took the torch from Li Changan's hand and carefully looked at the living corpse from beginning to end.
But I saw that its lower jaw was elongated and protruding, the sharp teeth in its mouth were intertwined, the leg bones were divided into three parts, the knees were turned back, the hands and feet were turned into claws, and the red corpse hair was faintly tinged with gold. The appearance seemed more like a beast than a statue. people.
Kong Yan was silent for a while, and then sighed.
"犼."
This simple word made Huang Taihu speechless, Taoist Longtu's face went numb, and Li Changan pressed his sword and groaned.
j.
A kind of demon that rarely appears in the world and is mostly recorded in ancient books.
It is shaped like a dog, is extremely ferocious, and likes to eat borneol.
But its origin is unknown and there are different opinions.
Some people say it is an ancient ferocious beast like Qiongqi, others say it is the crotch mount of Buddha, and still others say it is a zombie!
But no matter what, it is certain that it is ferocious and difficult to control.
Li Changan looked at Kong Yan, but the monk only responded with a wry smile. It was obvious that the situation was already out of his control.
The Taoist priest took another deep breath, not caring even if the stench made his mouth and nose greasy. Otherwise, how could he suppress the worry in his heart?
The front is still dark and dark, but no one knows how many monsters are hidden.
On his side, all previous plans have come to nothing.
Looking back now, the situation has been falling all the way.
One is that the effectiveness of the peach charms is greatly reduced, the other is the inexplicable sound of chanting sutras that confuses people's minds, and the third is the appearance of this corpse.
Although Li Changan is still determined to move forward, when unexpected crises come one after another, he cannot influence other people's thoughts, nor does he want to influence them.
"It's too early to say it's a wolf, but there are some similarities in appearance."
Facing Li Changan's question about whether to advance or retreat, Huang Taihu thought for a moment, but showed a hint of determination and fierceness.
"I, Huang Laojiao, am not afraid of the huge wind and waves in Taihu Lake. A few living corpses and a few monks chanting sutras, but you want me to go back in despair with empty hands? Bah!"
He spat.
"Damn it!"
"Now that we have gone deep into the devil's cave." Long Tu chuckled, "Can you escape before the battle?"
"In this case, it won't be too late."
Li Changan nodded and stood up.
"Walk."
