But maybe it was the act of bursting the chrysanthemum just now that completely aroused the evil nature of the corpse king. He opened his mouth and sprayed out a big mouthful of blood mist, which quickly spread to the surroundings. Soon everything around could not be seen clearly, Ye Shaoyang remembered the location of the corpse king, just about to rush over, when he took a step, he suddenly felt sticky under his feet.
Reach out and touch it, and get a handful of sticky blood! Then Ye Shaoyang was surprised to see that the ground under his feet was subsiding little by little, and the thick plasma surged from the surroundings like a tide, and soon spread to the depth of his ankles.
"Brother Shaoyang, what should I do!" Qin Xiaohui's voice came from a certain direction of the blood mist. As a white wizard, she was a bit at the end of her skills in this situation.
"This is definitely a sorcery, it's not real, there can't be so much blood in the corpse king's body!" Ye Shaoyang shouted at her.
Qin Xiaohui asked again: "What's the difference between true and false?"
"Of course there is, there is a way to break the black art!"
Tan Xiaohui said in a low voice: "Yes, I was too nervous and forgot about it."
Then, Ye Shaoyang heard some strange noises coming from her direction. Although she didn't know what method she was using to break the witchcraft, Ye Shaoyang believed that with her witchcraft practice, there would definitely be no danger.
Suddenly he thought of Xiao Ma, and just as he was about to call his name, Xiao Ma's weak voice suddenly came from a certain direction, "Little Ye Zi..."
Ye Shaoyang was taken aback for a moment, something happened to the pony!
Immediately swiped the sword at the blood plasma under his feet, swung it away, jumped out with all his strength, and took a step towards the pony. Before landing, he sprinkled a handful of copper beans, and swayed a piece of blood plasma, and jumped up …
Ye Shaoyang used this method to run 20 meters away, surrounded by blood mist and could not see anything, Ye Shaoyang called the pony's name loudly.
"I'm here..." Pony's voice was weaker than before.
Ye Shaoyang followed the sound to look for it, and suddenly tripped under his feet, looked down, but it was a human head, the whole face was buried in blood plasma, startled, thought it was some ghost, suddenly saw the retro three With Qifen's hair back, he immediately recognized that it was a pony, because it was difficult to find a second person with this hairstyle in the entire Stone City.
Ye Shaoyang quickly played out a blood-transforming talisman, forcing back part of the nearby plasma, raised his hand, fished out the pony a little bit, and wiped off the plasma on his face with his hand, and saw that the pony's face was blue and his eyes were closed. I can't open it.
Ye Shaoyang was horrified, how long has passed, how did Xiao Ma become like this? What has he been through
"Little Ye Zi..." Xiao Ma murmured.
"I'm here to save you, it's all right!" Ye Shaoyang grabbed his hands and lifted them up vigorously, but it didn't move at all, and the pony immediately let out a cry of pain.
"What happened?" Ye Shaoyang asked in shock.
"My leg was caught by something..." Xiao Ma reluctantly opened his eyes, glanced at Ye Shaoyang, and pushed him away feebly. "I can't do it anymore, leave me alone, go get that corpse king, hack him to death to avenge me..."
"What nonsense!"
"No, no nonsense, something is pulling my legs down there, both of my legs have been gnawed off, I'm sure I can't live..."
Ye Shaoyang's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said: "Don't think about it, this is an illusion, in fact, your body is fine, you hold on..."
When he said this, Ye Shaoyang's heart sank a little bit: Although it is an illusion, if he dies, even if there is no wound in reality, it is a real death, because it is the soul that is injured, and the soul will be killed by the corpse at that time. Wang was arrested and left, but he couldn't get back even if he robbed him.
Xiao Ma forced a smile, and murmured softly: "Did I play well today? Hey, I beat so many blood wizards with clubs, and even stabbed the corpse king's ass, ha, I'm satisfied, in case I die, Xiao Yezi , go to my house to report the funeral, I'm the only brother..."
"Go to hell, you can't die!"
Ye Shaoyang ignored his touching nonsense, took a deep breath, plunged into the blood plasma, immediately his eyes were dark, and he couldn't see anything. Ye Shaoyang did not hesitate to open his eyes, and immediately saw two little devil-like things, each holding One of the pony's legs was gnawing on his thigh. Sure enough, as the pony himself said, both of his legs were gnawed into ribs.
Ye Shaoyang knew at a glance that these two little ghosts were real, and they were probably ghost servants of the corpse monster, taking advantage of the cover of plasma to harm people here.
But ghosts are illusory things, they can't really eat human flesh, they just create the feeling of pain and death, making the pony think that he is dead, obediently donate his soul...
As soon as the two little ghosts saw Ye Shaoyang, they immediately rushed up. Ye Shaoyang didn't say anything, and directly took the Seven Star Longquan Sword, easily beheaded the two ghosts, and turned them into spirits... He didn't give them a chance to save them, because, They tortured the pony like this and made him very angry!
He was angry and wanted to kill the ghost!
After killing the two ghosts, Ye Shaoyang emerged from the blood plasma, grabbed the pony, put it on his back, and walked towards the edge of the blood plasma. Thanks to the existence of blood plasma, it supported the weight of the pony, otherwise Ye Shaoyang believed that he would never be able to carry him with his weight.
Ye Shaoyang used the blood-transforming talisman to open the way, and walked for ten minutes, but he still didn't reach the end. After thinking about it, he realized how stupid he was: the purpose of the illusion was to trap himself, and of course he felt that there was no end. He was walking in place, thinking of this, he hastily bit the tip of his tongue, took a mouthful of blood, and sprayed it out at the blood mist in front of him.
The blood mist and the plasma around him were gradually dissipating. Ye Shaoyang heaved a sigh of relief. At this moment, he suddenly felt a terrifying power of evil spirits attacking from behind. The horse threw it far away.
In the state of weightlessness, the pony who was about to fall into a coma suddenly woke up, stretched out his hand to touch his legs, the two fat thighs were still there, he was overjoyed, and then fell to the ground with a bang, screaming in pain , cursed: "Little Ye Zi, you gave me an anal fissure!"
How could Ye Shaoyang have the time to pay attention to him, his hands formed seals quickly, he stretched out his hand and quickly tapped seven times in front of him, he used the Gang Qi to lay down the Kuixing Qiluo formation, and pushed forward, that huge force hit the Kuixing Qiluo formation, the demon power The explosion sent Ye Shaoyang flying, and he fell to the ground like Xiao Ma just now. The pain in his buttocks is a trivial matter, but the key is that the breath in his body is disordered, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
I didn't expect the blood gu corpse king's cultivation base to be so strong!
Ye Shaoyang took a deep breath, suppressed the feeling of vomiting blood, his heart was full of war, and saw the huge figure of the blood gu corpse king rushing towards him from a distance, clasped his hands, holding the seven-star Longquan sword, and began to chant the mantra .