Holy Bone

Chapter 889 Old Taoist: The corpse seamstress caught in the middle of the war between two women is miserable
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The little girl with an evil spirit holding a headless puppet in her arms walked out of the Empress Temple, dragging her anklets on the ground.

The tall figure standing behind her also walked out of the Niangniang Temple together.

Finally saw the whole picture.

It was a female zombie with a copper head and iron bones, six or seven feet tall, stronger than an adult man, with a tall body, a face with cold and hard lines, wearing a black shroud, taller and mightier than a general in the army, expressionless, as if A piece of rough elm.

Jin An first thought of his thousand-year-old grandma.

Black is Xuansha.

Can suppress evil spirits.

It can also become evil.

This is the body of the Empress in Corpse Clothes, and she is completely different from the Stitched Corpse monster seen in the Corpse Raising Village.

But looking at the scene in front of her, it seemed that the shrouded empress had found a new body, that cold, numb girl with twins.

The old Taoist priest who hid behind Jin'an looked at the mortician who was possessed by Shen Qingqing on his side, and then turned his head to look at the body of the bride in corpse clothes on the opposite side.

Shen Qingqing's eyes were full of resentment, hatred, and bloodthirsty, and there was absolute coldness in this resentment and bloodthirsty eyes, and she manipulated the mortician to attack first.

The mortician, who lost control of his body, could only look desperately at the corpse-clothed lady who was quickly approaching the opposite side, and the smell of corpse and blood enveloped him.

The corpse-clothed lady, who is six or seven feet tall, made a heavy sound with every step, even the ground was pounding, booming, and the heavy footsteps were mixed with the sound of handcuffs dragging the floor. Niang Niang, charged towards Shen Qingqing with a sharp visual contrast.

Before the two female corpses fought, the soaring aura on their bodies first collided in the air. Bloody light rushed from Shen Qingqing's body, and black corpse aura rushed from the corpse-clothed empress, boom!
The earth trembled and the mountains shook, the Underworld collapsed, and a large piece fell from the top of the head, hitting two female corpses, but they couldn't even hurt their fur.

After being possessed by the blood corpse, even the body of the mortician mutated. His muscles, skin, membranes, and bones were so strong that he could not cut through them with a sword.

The old Taoist was surprised: "Mother, the Shiyi Empress is the corpse king, and the benefactor Shen has grown to be the corpse king in just a few decades! Unexpectedly, the benefactor Shen is not inferior to the Shiyi empress at the Fudou level in terms of momentum!"

At this time, even Jin An was surprised.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qingqing, the blood corpse, grew up so fast.

No wonder Shen Qingqing, who was afraid of going crazy even in the corpse raising village, buried her alive in the ancient mausoleum, so that she would never have a bright future.Even doing this is not enough, the old mortician is using coffin nails, corpse talismans, Buddhist scripture cloth, and shaft pits to dissipate Yin Qi, sealing Shen Qingqing with all means, a group of people who are not afraid of the dead The tomb robbers who were born here are afraid of a living person who has gone crazy, which shows how terrible the shadow Shen Qingqing left in the corpse village back then.

Perhaps it was because of this that she grew up so fast. Resentment, fear from the human heart, and all kinds of negative emotions were the best nourishment for corpse ghosts.

Perhaps there are other reasons for this. These latecomers are destined not to know the whole truth of the year.

In half the blood light and half the black light, the tall corpse-clothed lady stretched out her arms and thrust towards the blood corpse Shen Qingqing, her ten fingers suddenly grew foot-long nails, the nails were as sharp as black swords smeared with poison, and grabbed the corpse seammaker. Face to face.

The seemingly thin mortician, possessed by the blood corpse Shen Qingqing, erupted with explosive power that ordinary people do not possess, and used his human body to resist the corpse king's corpse clothes empress.

Boom!

Boom!

fist bump.

Click!

Under the huge shock force, both arms of the mortician were broken, and the sharp bony spurs of the forearm pierced the flesh and blood.

The majestic and tall empress in corpse clothes looks like a monster with infinite strength, and there is terrifying power hidden in the body of the copper head and iron bones.

The corpse-clothed lady's long black nails scratched at the seamstress again.

The mortician with broken arms didn't seem to feel any pain, and he raised his arms again to resist. Suddenly, the body of the corpse-clothed lady stopped, and the two bloody coffin nails pierced the indestructible skin of the corpse-clothed lady's palms, and they were nailed into the corpse-clothes. In the palm of the empress.

Those two coffin nails were exactly one of the five coffin nails pulled out from the blood corpse Shen Qingqing before.

The bloody glow on the coffin nails came from the blood smeared on the surface of the coffin nails, and the coffin nails were stained with blood after passing through Shen Qingqing's hands.

The corpse-clothed empress, who was nailed into her palm by the bloody coffin, began to emit green smoke, leaving a burning wound on the palm of both palms.

The empress in corpse clothes showed no expression on her zombie face, and once again charged at the blood corpse Shen Qingqing with a stench of corpse.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

For a moment, the black light of corpse energy collided with the light of blood in the Hades, and the mausoleum shook violently. The mortician who was possessed by the blood corpse was miserable, his arms were completely useless, but he felt no pain when possessed by the blood corpse Head-to-head with the shroud empress time and time again.

Finally, the mausoleum couldn't stand the fierce fighting of two disaster levels, and a crack appeared in the mountain collapse, and the frosty white moonlight came in from outside.

The mortician pressed the arm bone spur that pierced the flesh and blood back into his arm, and frantically killed the confused twins and the empress in corpse clothes again.

The mortician flashed into the shadows, and the next moment, the man was like an upside-down spider on all fours, jumping down from the top of the corpse-clothed lady's back, jumping to kill the corpse-clothed lady's back, his hands stained red by his own blood, moving Fierce, crazily grabbed out.

Those blood erupted into fierce blood light, densely weaving dense blood light, and burst out dense blood claws in an instant, forming airtight blood light, even if ten fingernails burst and the flesh and blood on fingertips were smoothed, there is still no pain Continue to grab the flesh and blood on the back of the shrouded empress.

clang!
clang!
clang!
A loud noise of gold and iron erupted in the air, and violent sparks exploded from the back of the copper-headed, iron-skeleton corpse-clothed empress.

The empress of the dead body was actually sewing a large piece of flesh and blood off her back forcibly by the mortician.

The Shiyi Empress' aura soared, and the boundless corpse aura shot up to the sky, viciously shaking the flies on her back away.

The mortician who was thrown out was on all fours hanging on the rock wall above his head, holding a large piece of black flesh in his mouth.

The black flesh and blood kept dripping onto the ground, and a single drop of corpse blood was extremely heavy, smashing a large hole in the ground, violently corroding a large area, and black smoke.

This is the flesh and blood of a corpse king at the level of a disaster, and a drop of corpse blood weighs as much as a hundred junctures, which is not something ordinary people can bear.

The mortician who was possessed by the blood corpse began to bite and chew the corpse king's human flesh.

The corpse king's flesh and blood were tough, he shattered a mouthful of teeth, and lost teeth all over the place.

But this still couldn't stop his bloodthirsty desire for the corpse king's flesh and blood.

He was like a bloodthirsty beast that was extremely hungry. He had no teeth and wanted to swallow flesh and blood. In the end, he swallowed such a large piece of corpse king's human flesh alive.

The neck was bulging like a toad's belly, and the skin was stretched so transparent that one could clearly see blood vessels and veins beating in the skin, and the skin seemed to be bursting at any time.

Gudong!

The back muscles of the corpse king swallowed his stomach, and the mortician began to mutate rapidly. He and the blood corpse behind him erupted with astonishing blood.

In the light of blood, the broken bones on his arms healed quickly, and the torn flesh healed as before.

The broken nails, the smoothed flesh and blood of the fingertips also healed, and even a tooth grew back.

In just an instant, the mortician healed all his injuries.

This amazing healing ability stunned the old Taoist priests.

"Mother, this is the real way to eat your body and make up your body. Benefactor Shen has such a good appetite!" The old Taoist priest hiding behind Jin An couldn't help muttering.

Shen Qingqing, the blood corpse behind the mortician, is also recovering quickly with the help of the back muscles of the cadaver lady. She has been sealed in the shaft pit of the ancient tomb for decades, her strength is weak, and she needs to eat human flesh to nourish herself.

And after eating the flesh and blood of the Empress in the Corpse Clothes, the blood on her body rose again and again, and the dull and slightly dark blood stains on her body actually glowed with a bloody luster, like fresh blood.

The eyes under her disheveled hair glowed with a more crazy bloodthirsty red light, staring coldly and bloodthirsty at the majestic and tall empress in corpse clothes.

At this moment, both Jin An and the old Taoist saw the crazy desire to eat from the blood corpse Shen Qingqing's eyes.

The blood corpse Shen Qingqing regarded the shrouded empress and the mixed-up twins as her food.

Shen Qingqing, the blood corpse hanging on the rock wall above her head, looked at Jin An and the old Taoist priest standing in the corner of the mausoleum. She was like a hungry animal protecting food, with a very dangerous and aggressive aura on her body.

Fortunately, the bloodthirsty red light in her eyes calmed down a bit, and the crazy desire to eat in her eyes was suppressed.

It's just that when she turned her head to look at the corpse-clothed lady and the little girl who sewed evil spirits again, the crazy desire to eat that had just been suppressed in her eyes was ignited again, and only bloodlust and hunger remained in her eyes. To the shroud empress.

In front of the Corpse Empress, the little evil spirit girl who was holding a headless puppet in her arms and hadn't participated in the battle from the beginning to the end, made a move for the first time.

It seemed that the main body was injured and angered her.

She held up the headless puppet with both hands, and faced the rushing mortician. The next moment, cruel, violent, and ferocious nature appeared in her eyes, and she broke the headless puppet with both hands.

Click!

Click!

The mortician's arms were snapped behind his back.

As the little girl from the evil spirit broke off the headless doll's feet again, the mortician's legs turned around abruptly, with his heels facing forward and the soles of his feet facing his back.

In the end, one hand of the evil little girl violently pierced the headless puppet, leaving a bloody hole in the mortician's chest.

The mortician's body shook violently, and he was severely injured, mouthfuls of blood spat out from his toothless mouth, and his hands and feet were twisted by the little evil girl, his eyes were full of pain.

This is what makes life worse than death.

Caught between two female corpses, his body was used as a tool for venting.

The blood corpse Shen Qingqing had a grudge against him.

Shi Yi Niang Niang also had a grudge against him.

The trauma and pain he is suffering now is less than one percent of the hatred of the blood corpse Shen Qingqing and the corpse clothes empress towards him.

The mortician with his legs reversed is equivalent to being possessed by a broken blood corpse. The blood corpse empress appeared in front of the mortician with the sound of heavy footsteps and the sound of the little girl's handcuffs being dragged on the ground by the evil spirit.

The Empress in Corpse Clothes rushed towards the mortician, wanting to slap the mortician Tianling Gai to pieces.

The mortician feared, despaired.

All he wants now is a quick death.

But the blood corpse standing behind him didn't want him to die so soon. The blood corpse once again possessed the mortician. Her long hair, like a puppet's string, pierced into the acupoints, blood vessels, nerves, and muscles of the mortician's body. , bones, and then abruptly twisted the mortician's hands and feet, returning them to their original positions.

The mortician's eyeballs popped out of pain, and he almost stared out of his eye sockets in pain. His bloodshot eyes were filled with twisted pain.

boom! boom! boom!
The joints of the mortician's hands and feet were crackling and exploding, and the bloody corpse forced the evil energy into and out of his body, regaining control from the headless puppet.

The mortician, who was once again possessed by the blood corpse Shen Qingqing, continued to kill the Shiyi Empress.

The mortician who was sandwiched between the two female corpses had his arm bones broken again. He was seriously injured. He vomited blood from his mouth and was in a flexible position. Biting off a piece of flesh and blood.

The price was that the waist was severely injured, the blood was profuse, and the corpse was almost torn off by the empress.

However, as the mortician swallowed the flesh and blood of the corpse king in the same way, his injuries were quickly healed.

At this time, Shen Qingqing, the blood corpse, underwent another great change.

A head of black hair turned into long blood-colored hair, each strand of hair was crystal clear, gleaming blood-colored smooth, and bright red, as if these were not strands of hair, but blood vessels flowing with fresh blood.

The blood corpse Shen Qingqing's eyes flickered with a frenzied desire to eat, and he possessed the mortician to kill the corpse clothes empress again.

After being bitten off two pieces of flesh and blood, the empress in corpse clothes was enraged, boom!

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the mausoleum!
Unexpectedly, this empress in corpse clothes had cultivated corpse thunder, and the corpse thunder struck the mortician who was moving nimbly on the rock wall above her head, and most of the ghost hairs stuck into the mortician's body were burned off by the thunder fire.

boom!
The mortician lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground. He was seriously injured and fractured, and there was no good flesh in his body. The aroma of barbecue wafted from this underground tomb.

The flesh that was burnt by Jin An before had just healed, and suffered the pain of roasted flesh again.

"Hiss!"

Even the old Taoist gasped when he saw it: "The mortician caught in the middle of the war between the two women is so miserable. He repeatedly cut off his limbs and teeth, and was struck by lightning and set on fire. He couldn't die even if he wanted to. That's why life is worse than death!"

(End of this chapter)