The Last Corpse Bearer

Chapter 189: Relief (part one)

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During this night patrol, Xu Qiao found that the place was full of evil spirits, pinching his fingers, knew that something was wrong, and ran over immediately.

The spirit-calling flag absorbed a large amount of resentful spirits. The resentment power was extremely high. The Demon King would not react for a while, and suddenly let go, the sliver fell from mid-air, and fell to the ground, feeling that the bones all over his body would be broken. It's over.

Seeing him squatting on the ground and grinning, Chen Zixu raised his foot and kicked his back.

"When is this, I'm still resting here, stand up quickly, this Demon King is now subdued by the enchantment, and can't use all of his mana in a short time. This is our only chance to survive."

After hearing this, the Demon King snorted coldly. It was the first time that he was not afraid of death and dared to touch him in this black wind cave for thousands of years.

"Those who follow me prosper against me will die, and just a few of you want to deal with me!" The Demon King trembled and transformed into a towering tree about 100 meters high. Tiaozi finally understood why he had so many roots. , It turns out that the body of this guy is a banyan tree spirit who has cultivated for thousands of years.

After being transformed into a banyan tree spirit, almost occupied the entire area of the house.

Xu Qiao felt a little uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand and was about to grab the spiritist flag on the ground. Who knew that before his hand touched the spiritist flag, he was caught in the air by the tree whip. It rolled up a fire talisman and stuck it to the tree. On the side, just like this, the three people watched as the only magic weapon that could subdue the Demon King was burned to ashes by the fire talisman.

Damn it! Is this fairy too smart? Xiao Sanyi looked at the two people behind him with a wry smile and said with embarrassment, "How much is the chance of winning the cultivation of the two seniors?"

Chen Zixu shook his head and stretched out a finger.

"No, the three of us have only one chance of winning? What's the difference between death and death?" Tiaozi howled, this is a typical person sitting in trouble at home from the sky!

Xu Qiao shook his head and clarified: "You may have misunderstood what he meant. He said that there is no chance of winning 10%."

Tiao Zijin's chin is about to fall, "Since we know that we don't have a 10% chance of winning, why are we still staying here? Run!"

It's not a shame to run if you can't beat it.

It’s just that the Demon King didn’t give a few people a chance to escape. Numerous tree roots grew from the ground and surrounded the crowd. Then, the surrounding environment suddenly became blood-red, and things like blood vessels could be seen faintly moving. .

Tiaozi curiously touched his hands left and right, and there was some mucus on his hands, which smelled a little fishy.

"Where are we now? Is it possible that the demon king is showing mercy and is ready to let us go?" With his strength just now, he can kill three people on the spot. There is no need to set up an illusion. This is not taking off your pants and farting. , Is it unnecessary

"We should be in the stomach of the Demon King now. If we disperse our souls, he won't get anything, but if she swallows us, she can completely absorb the grievances and yin qi from us. His abacus is good!" Xu Qiao said lightly after watching around.

Just when the three people were thinking about how to vote? Suddenly heard the sound of water, and then Chen Zixu dragged the two people to the top along the blood vessels, and the thick blood flowed in slowly.

"It's the stomachache of the Demon King! Tie, you throw a fire talisman in."

"good!"

After groping around for half a circle, I found that there was a damp fire bat sliver under the buttocks. I threw it in. Fuzhou was immediately corroded into a cloud of blue smoke after encountering a gangbang.

Tiaozi secretly swallowed a sip of water, this damn fighting power is too strong!

This time, Chen Zixu found that something was not right and brought them to the top, otherwise the three people would be really gone.

It's not a problem for three people to fall on the blood vessels. Seeing that there are more and more ** in the stomach.

At this moment, a violent convulsion suddenly occurred in the Demon King’s stomach. Under such a strong force, they had no way to cling to the top, and they were about to fall down. Chen Zixu silently recited the Clone Mantra, using these clones, The three people were wrapped in it to avoid the erosion of gastric juice and being vomited out by the Demon King.

He fell heavily on the bluestone slab, vomiting blood, and when he looked up, he found that there were more than 100 people standing in the yard bustlingly.

The old Taoist priest at the head looked familiar. Tiaozi hadn't recognized the identity of the other party, but Lin Xiaomeng had already walked to Tiaozi and helped her up, "Mr. Zhang Tiao, why are you?"

After Lin Xiaomeng recognized the note, he greeted the head in surprise.

"Head, look, it's Zhang Tiao, the man who saved you last time."

"Why are you here?" Tiaozi was surprised and grateful. It seems that the Demon King vomited them just because they were doing it outside.

Faced with Tiaozi’s question, Lin Xiaomeng said depressed: “Don’t tell me, these fairies in Huangpi Town are fighting guerrilla warfare with our immortal gate during this period of time, and they have repeatedly invaded us. Let’s go out to get rid of the demon together! As soon as we got here, we felt the demon spirit in the yard soaring. After we rushed over, we found that the demon king had swallowed people. It took a lot of effort to get you guys out. Come out, I didn't expect it to be you."

"It's really a coincidence." Tiaozi was very happy, and had just fallen into a deadlock, and now someone finally rescued them.

But after seeing that the person who came was from the Dixian Clan, Tiaozi also began to worry. These people couldn't even beat the evil ghost last time. Can they really accept this Demon King

"This Demon King is not as easy to deal with as you think. He has at least a thousand years of rest. I think we'd better run away before he recovers!"

Tiaozi is not a person who doesn't talk about justice and justice. He promised Yifan to guard the Yin House for him and he would definitely stay, but today's situation is a bit special. The Yin House is gone, so it doesn't make sense for him to stay here!

"Don't worry, with our immortal gate here, we will never condone the existence of these monsters in the world. The headmaster has already injured him just now and it will be fine."

After Lin Xiaomeng said, everyone put their eyes in the air, and the head was wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe, holding a large sword in his hand, and tore it with the demon king's natal weapon.

It seemed that the head of the boss had the upper hand, but after a few minutes, Chen Zixu, who was standing on the side watching the battle, found something wrong, "Everyone, let's go up and help! This demon king is absorbing the head of the immortal door. The cultivation base of the body."

Lin Xiaomeng said disapprovingly: "Impossible, our head..."

Before her words fell, the head of the Dixian Sect was knocked into the air by the Demon King's palm.

Tiaozi rushed up and helped the head of the boss up.