On the road, the grasshopper barbarians only pursued and killed Chang Li and others. Even if they encountered obstacles, they defeated them and cleared the road. Therefore, Liu Zheng, Rabbit Demon, Lama, Boss Xia, Rainbow Brothers and others did not suffer any casualties. WWw!qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo!COm
But after encountering five thousand corpse figurines, the bloodthirsty and warlike nature of the groundhoppers was finally aroused. They seemed to have forgotten why they came here, and they got madly entangled with the corpse figurines. In a bloody and fierce battle, The ancient wild bloodline was fully exerted, and the ground scorpion finally gained an absolute advantage. It was only at this moment that Qin Zhui suddenly understood that for the old rabbit demon and others, it was not that they would not kill, but disdain, dull disdain!
The corpse figurines were scattered and defeated...
Qin Zhui's eyes were anxious and curious at the same time. He didn't understand why the corpse figurines suddenly stopped fighting and changed their profession to a funeral worker.
After the formation of the corpse figurines dispersed, in just a few minutes, hundreds more people were strangled by the opponent, and only about thirty groundhoppers were thrown into the fire cauldron. No matter how you calculate it, they all lost. Home.
Nineteen's thoughts and calculations are not comparable to those of the ugly man Qin Zhui, but his heart is still high and he has begun to mobilize his true energy to try to loosen the seal of the black scale skin.
Now the situation on the battlefield is clear. The corpse figurines were not interested in fighting. They were knocked down one by one. After a few twitches, they could no longer get up. Even though Nineteen knew that the weird behavior of the corpse figurines must have a deep meaning. , but what they faced was not an elite or a powerful force, but barbarians who should not appear in the world at all and had once provoked divine punishment! How could it be possible to get back to a disadvantage with one or two spells in front of the advantageous ground? If it were that simple, the barbarians would not be able to reach the depths of the Qinling Mountains.
More and more figurines are being killed by the ground. I'm afraid it won't take much effort before all the corpse figurines will be slaughtered. The eyes of the groundhopper have returned from bloody joy to dullness and dullness.
The rate of death of the corpse figurines is getting faster and faster. Now even Hong Ke can't sit still. He raised his head and looked at Xiao Wu, who was still a little chubby. His chin was smacking: "What are the corpse figurines doing? This can't go on like this..."
Xiaowu's face was very ugly, and his voice was a little thin. Buddha was talking about a sad thing: "There are a total of 777 mourning cauldrons here, in response to the 777 sufferings in the world that life is worse than death. Therefore, the corpse figurines I summon must be multiples of three sevens."
Seeing that there were fewer and fewer corpses, Hong Pot was so anxious that he kept talking. He didn't even bother to explain to Xiao Wu how there could be such terrible suffering in the world: "Sister-in-law, please stop quoting scriptures. Just tell me what's going on. If the corpse figurines are unreliable, just take off their scales. . Let’s run away for our lives!”
From the nearly 5,000 people there, there are now only a little more than 1,000 corpses left.
There are still more than 2,000 groundhoppers left. There was already a slight difference in combat power, twice the number, and the corpse figurines were still busy catching people in groups and had no intention of fighting...
Xiao Wu's eyes became darker and darker. Ignoring Hong Ke's urging: "The true combat power of the corpse figurines will only be unleashed when it reaches seven or seventy-seven of the zombie cauldron! But only if there are living sacrifices to the cauldron. Now the corpse figurines are Just when there are still seven or seven corpses left in the sacrifice cauldron after capturing people..." he said. Nannan's face suddenly became stern, and four words burst out from between her thin teeth: "Heaven! Cry! Earth! Howl!"
Hong Ke opened his mouth and was a little stunned. After a moment, he asked tentatively: "Really?" Then he didn't wait for Nannan to answer. He shook his big head first: "Children are talking nonsense! If that's true. Did you just summon five thousand corpses? Two thousand at most is enough. Seven hundred and seventy-seven are waiting to fight. The rest are captured!" "
Xiao Wu's eye circles suddenly turned red: "You don't understand that Mangjia's Dharma Cauldron actually occupies 777 evil places in the Yin Eye of Dragon Vein. If the evil energy in the evil places cannot see the sky, it will definitely attract someone in the world. It’s a great victory! Every time after a human being is sacrificed to the cauldron, there will always be a moment for the evil spirit in the evil body to enter the funeral cauldron and see the light of day again!”
Hong Ke was completely confused and asked: "What...means?"
"In the final analysis, the increase in the killing power of these 777 corpse figurines was exchanged for the destruction of life and the flow of blood somewhere in the world! I woke up five thousand corpse figurines before, just because I didn't want to go to the stage of human sacrifice. "As he said that, Xiao Wu stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes.
Hong Hu now fully understood. Not only did she not sigh like Nannan, but she laughed: "The little kid is too soft-minded. It doesn't matter if he causes a catastrophe in order to save his loved ones..."
Xiao Wu finally shed tears, shook his head and choked: "You still don't understand, Chang Li, Zhui Zi, Wen Leyang, in order to prevent them from dying, I will do it even if I have to pay homage to the mourning cauldron a thousand times, but if I do it, and Not crying or feeling sad are two completely different things..." As she said that, Nannan grabbed the red pot from her arms, shook it vigorously, and finally cried loudly: "It's all your fault, toad!" Although he is five years old, he has learned enough from Chang Li's unreasonable spirit.
The red pot was shaking in Xiao Wu's hand, and he looked at the mourning tripod not far away. It was closer to him for a moment, and then further away. He opened his mouth in shock, and struggled with all his strength: "You, you, you...be careful. That's it! Living sacrifices to the cauldron can cause disasters in the world. If you accidentally sacrifice me, an eternal evil, to the cauldron, the sky will not fall..."
After all, Nannan is a child at heart. When she heard Hong Ke's strange scream, she was stunned and couldn't help laughing. But at this moment, the wails burning in the Yin Cauldron stopped abruptly, and then Qin Zhui, Jiu Jiu The bodies of the others sank, and the gloomy corpse energy that had been surrounding them suddenly became heavier! This feeling is like taking a dip in the autumn lake, but suddenly the lake water turns into solid ice.
Those who were struggling to kill the corpse figurines also froze for a moment under the sudden pressure.
There are exactly 777 corpse figurines that are still 'alive'!
Immediately, the crying started again! But this time the cries of pain were no longer the strange sound caused by the burning flames, but actually came from the mouths of those groundhoppers who had never made a sound since they appeared in the wasteland.
Hong Ke was so shocked that he didn't care about struggling. He held Nannan's fingers tightly and stared dumbly at the barbarian Earthhopper who was about to win but suddenly burst into tears. He murmured: "Why did they... Cried?"
Although Xiaowu was still young, she was still a woman. She had long since blamed the barbarian for causing the corpse figurines and paying homage to the Yin Cauldron. She sneered bitterly and said: "The number of seven sufferings has been fulfilled, Netherworld Of course it’s them who show up in my heart!”
Not only Hong Ke was puzzled, but even Groundhopper didn't understand why he suddenly burst into tears. But neither his crying nor the sudden heavy Yin Qi could erase the instinct to kill powerful enemies. , but after a moment of trance, they put all their energy on the corpses, regardless of the howls coming from their throats or the tears spewing from their eye sockets. Only a few hundred corpses were left.
There are more than two thousand people!
In the battlefield, two groundhoppers firmly held down a corpse figurine. Before they burst into tears, they had broken each other's legs. After a moment of confusion, they wrapped around the legs of the disabled corpse figurine one on the left and the other on the right. The bodies exerted force at the same time, and they could almost hear the groan-like explosion coming from the spine of the corpse figurine, and they felt the wonderful feeling brought to them when the stiff and cold corpse figurine was broken.
The banging sound came as promised, and the two people felt a lightness in their arms at the same time, but what made them frown in confusion was that it was their own arms that were broken in the banging sound...
The corpse figurine had obviously lost its legs, but for no reason, it suddenly jumped up and wielded a huge force that could not be resisted. The hunting momentum just now was suddenly reversed. In the blink of an eye, the two groundhoppers were there. From a ferocious jackal to a quail with its wings torn off!
As the corpse figurines jumped up, they grabbed the shoulders of the two enemies with each hand. Then they swung their arms like two bloody gourds and were thrown into a Yin cauldron not far away... The groundhopper has no intelligence, even if it reaches the hunting Yin. When Homura caught them, they still didn't understand what happened...
Every living figurine started to move. With the response of the numbers of three and seven, they merged with the dragon veins, the Yin Eyes, and the Suppressing Death Cauldron. They moved faster than lightning and moved wantonly among the large groups of barbarians. Interspersed, one after another, after their hands and feet were cruelly torn off by them, they mercilessly threw them into the Yinyan Shouding Cauldron.
Nannan's voice was dry, and she couldn't tell whether she was talking to herself or explaining to others. Maybe she was just talking casually to relieve the pressure in her heart: "Three or seven corpse figurines must throw living people into the air when they are shot. Even Master Mi Xu doesn't know whether they are for the purpose of protecting the Yin Mountain Eye, or whether they are for sacrificing the tripod to bring disaster to the world."
The blood was still dripping like water, but what continued amidst the crying was no longer a battle, but a completely unequal massacre. It took only half a stick of incense to last, and all the remaining two thousand groundhoppers were killed. The figurines were thrown into the funeral cauldron.
Four thousand barbarians fought against five thousand corpse figurines. It took half a day until the corpse figurines collapsed and living people were sacrificed to the funeral cauldron. However, after the count of thirty-seven, less than eight hundred corpse figurines slaughtered two thousand barbarians, but It only took a short ten minutes!
The cry of Yinyan lasted for a long time.
When the last grasshopper was thrown into the funeral cauldron, it was as if Nannan had said before that all the corpse figurines seemed to have been immobilized by someone. After shaking for a few times, they stood frozen on the ground. Not moving either.
Hong Ke let out a sullen breath and laughed. What he said was a bit incomprehensible: "It's very interesting!" Then he looked at Chang Li and others who were still unable to move, and asked Xiao Wu with some confusion: "How many of them are there?" Still can’t move?”
Nannan forced a smile: "It's not over yet. They will be able to move when the crying stops, and then a disaster will happen somewhere in the world." After saying that, she took a long breath and managed to calm down. In his mind, he reminded Qin Zhui and others who could only listen but said sternly: "When you regain your strength later, we must walk out of the col together first, then we can peel off my father's black scale skin! Otherwise, the corpse figurines..."
Before Xiao Wu finished speaking, the hundreds of corpse figurines that had just froze suddenly started to move again, turned around and strode towards the shelter of Chang Li and others. There was no expression on their faces, and in the dark eye sockets, Gloomy and cold.
Nannan was startled, shouting in a tone that no one could understand. Just as she was about to stand up, the corpse figurine suddenly sped up, passed over her like a gust of wind, and reached out to pinch Wen Leyang's neck! No one understood what was going on. Wen Leyang, who was seriously injured and dying, had obviously had his vital veins sealed by five scales. Just now, the corpses were pouring out in overwhelming numbers, but they didn't even look at him. Now, they have captured him again. .
Wen Leyang has absorbed all the strange poisons in the world, and he has long since become a veritable poison. However, the poison of life and death is always entrenched in his body. Unless he intentionally acts, the poison will never escape. Under normal circumstances, even if If you stick out your tongue and lick him a lot, it will only feel a little salty...
But since returning from Lishan for the second time, Wen Leyang's body has not only the poison of life and death, but also the poison of water and blue left by Master Tuo Xie. Looking at the world, it can be said without hesitation that this is the world's ranking The first and second are extremely poisonous. The two poisons tear at each other and devour each other. The water blue poison wants to drive away the life and death poison, and the life and death poison wants to completely poison Wen Leyang, but the life and death poison is dedicated to protecting the master...
On the way to the corpse raising ground, the battle between the poisons was limited to his body. Later, the two poisonous forces became more and more fierce. Not long ago, there was a violent collision, and countless pieces of poison were scattered. An extremely poisonous turbid current is swimming around in Wen Leyang's body, whether it is life-death poison or aqua blue poison flowing on the skin. Although these poisonous currents are small and cannot hurt Brother Hanba, they can melt away those tiny scales. A piece of cake.
Wen Leyang is still alive.
The poison of life and death still barely controlled his upper body at the moment, but after the scales on the soles of his feet were eroded away by the poison, the scales could no longer seal his life veins. There was a living person behind the corpse figurine suddenly appeared, of course. No mercy!
Xiaowu was exhausted when he woke up the five thousand corpse figurines not long ago. Seeing the corpse figurines snatch away Wen Leyang, he gritted his teeth in anxiety. He mustered up the last bit of strength in his body to raise the mourning stick and hit the corpse figurines hard!
Almost at the same time, a low roar suddenly rang out from under everyone's feet. A tall one-armed man appeared upright next to Nannan. With a wave of his one-arm, he threw Xiao Wu out. The fifth brother Hanbao was here.
Hanbao's severed arm has not yet fully grown, and his figure is even staggering a bit. After swiping Xiao Wu away, he yelled with a black face: "Don't you want to die!"
The corpse figurines had just committed a massacre, and they were full of cruelty at this time. Even Xiao Wu, who was born here, would attract their backlash if he attacked rashly. More than seven hundred corpse figurines were dragged by the Zangding Cauldron and the Yinshan Eye. , have been integrated into one, and as soon as there is a counterattack, everyone will take action together.
The corpse figurine grabbed Wen Leyang's neck and swept towards a funeral cauldron not far away.
Wen Leyang's upper body was still under the control of the poison of life and death, and the poison was not leaking out, and catching his corpse was useless.
The other corpse figurines seemed to have sensed Xiao Wu's hostility, and they all turned around and stared coldly at Nan Nan and Brother Han Wu.
Even Qin Zhui, who has the least experience, can understand that as long as anyone tries to save Wen Leyang, they will immediately be mercilessly sniped by the corpse figurines! Among the corpse figurines, Yan Wu and Han Bao were not alive at all, and they would not be thrown into the funeral cauldron.
Xiaowu burst into tears, pointed at Wen Leyang, who was about to be torn apart, and cried to Han: "Dad, save..."
Hanbao didn't even wait for Xiao Wu to finish speaking before he shook his head: "There's no way to save! Not to mention now, even when I'm at my peak, I can't stop them. All I can do is risk your life and mine!"
Hanba has nothing to do with these Tuoxie disciples.
If they want to deal with powerful enemies together, they will of course fight side by side with their sect members. However, to save others under such circumstances is simply a meaningless suicide. Of course, Hanba will not get involved with him, let alone the girl he loves to save his life.
, Zhuizi and others' eyes were bloodshot, but they could not move even a little bit. Hanba sighed, walked to Nannan, and picked her up with one arm. Nannan was born here, so she didn't know the character of the corpse figurine. If Han Ba hadn't stopped her in time, the mourning stick hit the corpse figurine on the head, and her little life would have been in vain.
The corpse figurine grabbed Wen Leyang and arrived in front of the mourning tripod in a blink of an eye. With a shake of his arm, he threw Wen Leyang into the dark flames that were still crying and burning the sky.
The dark blue flames burned brightly, and the faces of the corpse figurines were reflected by the shaking firelight, as if they were smiling. Hundreds of corpse figurines once again stood still, motionless...
Hanbao entered samadhi in the form of a corpse and would not wake up originally, but when the number of corpse figurines was completed and more than two thousand groundhoppers were thrown into the Yinhuo Sacrificial Cauldron, the evil spirit in the evil body spurted out, and the entire Yinshan Eye was The underground palaces and corpse pits below were all aroused by it, and those corpse figurines that had not been awakened by Xiao Wu were all agitated. Even the several corpse figurines used by Hanbao to absorb corpse energy to heal their wounds began to separate and struggle, trying to break through the overwhelming power of the year. Following the seal left by the master, he rushed to the ground and started killing with his companions. The power supply became unstable, and the fifth brother Hanbao who was charging woke up.
He saw what happened next on the ground, but he didn't show up.
Even if it was to save people, Nannan violated the taboo of the funeral sect by summoning the corpse figurines. Of course Han Ba was reluctant to punish her, but a severe reprimand was always unavoidable, but Nannan herself was also extremely sad at that time. Han Han still had the heart to scold her again, so he simply hid under there and pretended to sleep. It wasn't until Xiao Wu wanted to fight the corpse figurines that he showed up and rescued his precious daughter.
Watching Leyang being thrown into the Yin Cauldron, no matter it was the eternal evil, or the few top demon fairies and corpse fairies, their hearts felt the most helpless and helpless feeling since they became spirits! This kind of emptiness, as if the world was stagnant and they didn't care about life or death, made them regret living until today! In order to avoid watching Wen Leyang die in front of them and being helpless, some of them would rather stay in the quiet ancient cave; some would rather still be trapped in the cold stone forest of Pinjin Nest!
With a bang, the ugly man Qin Zhuo fell to the ground and fainted.
The cries of the groundhoppers struggling in the bronze cauldron gradually faded away. Hanbao hugged Xiaowu and turned to look at Changli, Zhuizi and the others. His voice was strange, as if he was suppressing something: "When the crying ended, I said I’ll send you away from here. If you want to avenge Wen Leyang in the future, come to me anytime.”
No one knows how long it took, but the crying finally dissipated completely in the wind like the faint smoke that was lifted up after the incense candle was extinguished.
Li shuddered, tears were finally released, and flowed down from her eye sockets. Chang Li looked up at Han and said, "Avenge you? Why not take revenge on Kong Nu'er? Or take revenge on Kong Nu'er? Why don't you take revenge on me..." He said With the support of Awl, he stood up crookedly, with a trace of sadness on his lips: "I will take back Wen Leyang's life."
Then she let go of the awl, without looking at the others. She used the last trace of her true energy to condense half of the demon blade and used it as a crutch. She staggered towards the sight of Yinshan Mountain. When she reached the edge of the mountain col, she slowly He slowly turned around and said, "You don't have to blame yourself. I was the one who caused everything. Three years, three years, whether I see him or not, I will still repay Wen Leyang..."
Before she could finish her words, a hysterical scream suddenly interrupted her: "You pay back? What do you want to pay back! Why do you pay back! Your life, the lives of all the disciples of your Cat Demon Sect, you and Tuo Xie His life, all put together, can we get Wen Leyang back with a cry? A laugh? Or a sincere and silly remark... "
Tears streamed down Aizi's face, and he suddenly started coughing violently mid-sentence. His thin body trembled and suppressed, and finally he could no longer suppress the pain in his chest that was crushing the sun and the moon and annihilating the world. He fell to the ground again and howled loudly. Crying and crying intermittently: "What is Wen Leyang in your heart, Chang Li? He is just a more interesting disciple, but a junior who is favored by you. Yes, you can risk your life to save him, but you will always be aloof. , even if you do something for him, it’s just to do what you want, you’re not giving, you’re rewarding! Now that his body is gone, you’re still talking nonsense about giving him back his life?!”
Aizi punched the ground: "It's all farts!" As he said that, Aizi suddenly raised his head. There was no meaning in his eyes. He just looked at Changli blankly: "Do you know, he is in my heart? What is it? He is the only person I trust. I may not be happy when I am with him, but I will be sad if he loses a head. I may not miss him when I am separated from him, but I can’t help but smile when I think of him occasionally. , I will be thinking about whether he is being bullied by others again because he is so honest..." Zhuizi couldn't say any more. Apart from crying loudly, there was no other way in the world to support her heartache!
I fell to the ground a long time ago, with tears streaming down my face!
Xiaowu, who was hiding in the arms of Hanbao Fifth Brother, was crying so hard that a strange scream suddenly came from her arms. I finally woke up after being convinced, and carefully exposed my round head from Nannan's arms, and then It was found that the two most terrifying monsters, Congli and Zhuizi, in its careful eyes, cried so much that it was in agony. The insect was immediately frightened out of his wits, and its dark eyes almost burst out.
Nineteen unexpectedly whispered for a while, and looked at me in confusion: "I am convinced and accept Wen Leyang as my master... This kind of spirit insect has the same mind as its master. If Wen Leyang dies, it... shouldn't be able to survive, right?" "
I don't know whether it was because I was overly frightened or because I understood what Nineteen said, but I nodded dumbly.
At this moment, the mourning tripod that swallowed up Wen Leyang not long ago, like a giant frog that had eaten its stomach, jumped suddenly!
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"Weapon Maniac"
Author of the novel: Meng Ruoxuanshui
ISBN 1
This is an era of weapons of war
Killing is just embellishment, blood can boil
Power is like an abyss, people cannot extricate themselves
Strength is like a shackle, one cannot break free
The weak will only be trampled on
Only the strong can stand out from the crowd
And what do I need
Just a constant struggle to survive! ! ! (Quanben Novel Network www.qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo.com)