Holy Bone

Chapter 890 The God of Evil Sacrifice Needs a Fierce Corpse Grinding

Just as the mortician fell to the ground, corpse thunder and cold flame corpse fire arrived at the same time.

Shen Qingqing, the bloody corpse behind the mortician, had his flesh cracked, and a heavy bloody light rushed out, forming a thick curtain wall of bloody light, resisting the corpse thunder and corpse fire from the corpse clothes empress.

Boom!

A loud explosion like thunder caused the mausoleum to collapse.

As soon as Jin An ran out of the Hades with the old Taoist priest, the Hades was buried by countless boulders, and the dust was flying.

In the flying dust, a mass of blood could be vaguely seen leaking from the cracks in the pile of rocks. The next moment, in the ruins of the underworld filled with rocks, there was another battle sound.

Even if he fell into a disability and his hands and feet were broken, but under the control of the blood corpse ghost hair, the mortician continued to fight with the dead woman like a puppet.

"The corpse sewer is not happy with retribution, and he deserves it." The old Taoist didn't feel that the cadaver sewer deserved sympathy at all, but was worried that Shen Qingqing would have more blood corpses, and asked Jin'an several times if Shen Qingqing could beat the corpse clothes Empress.

Jin An: "Shen Qingqing's biggest advantage is that she possesses a living body seamstress, which makes her a little more adaptable."

In the ruins of the Hades, the light of blood and the black light of corpse energy collided violently back and forth, and the pile of rubble made the mortician's movements more flexible.

On the contrary, it was the tall lady in corpse clothes, who had difficulty showing her hands and feet in the complex terrain.

Although these ordinary rocks are as fragile as a thin piece of paper to the astonishing corpse-clothed lady, every time the thin paper is torn apart, it will always cause some delay.

"Furthermore, the Empress in Corpse Clothes is sealed in the Underworld, and her range of action is greatly restricted. This will become her greatest weakness." Seeing the corpse stitcher, who was covered in blood all over his body, attacking Empress in Corpse Clothes in the gaps of the ruins, Quickly moving around, Jin An added.

Although Jin An has only been a Taoist priest who has practiced for a year and a half, he has experienced countless life and death battles in this year and a half, which are by no means comparable to those of the An Yi children in the family sect, so this has also trained him to have an extraordinary vision. As soon as he finished speaking, the battle between the blood corpse Shen Qingqing and the corpse clothes empress changed.

The mortician held two coffin nails, drilled through the cracks in the pile of stones, and pierced hard into the soles of the dead lady's feet.

The nails on the coffin were stained with blood, and with Shen Qingqing's endless resentment and fierce spirit, two blood holes were blown out on the soles of the dead lady's feet.

The empress in corpse clothes paused.

He was rushed to the back by the mortician again, and the blood-smeared coffin was nailed into the celestial cover of the corpse-clothed empress.

This is the fifth coffin nail.

Crackling!

Mars exploded from the joints of the corpse-clothed empress's hands and feet, and the corpse aura on the body surface was reduced by half.

The eyes are painful and desperate, but the expression on the face is crazy, like a schizophrenic mortician, his hands erupted with blood, frantically tearing at the body of the corpse, and dense blood shadows appeared in the air, and the attack speed was exaggerated. Finally, he opened his mouth and bit the corpse. empress neck.

Tear!

The crazy mortician, whose bloodshot eyes almost popped out of his sockets, ruthlessly bit off a piece of flesh from his neck.

The mortician was so hungry that he tore at several large pieces of flesh and blood, and bit out a large indentation on the left neck and left shoulder of the dead lady, enjoying the gluttonous feast.

The body of the corpse-clothed lady who was nailed into her body by five coffins is no longer as strong as it was in its heyday. If the little girl's evil spirit hadn't made the last move and repelled the mortician, the corpse-clothed lady's entire neck would have been crushed. Nibbled.

But as soon as the mortician retreated, the empress in corpse clothes, who was standing there, had temporarily suppressed the dirty blood in her body, and regained her mobility to attack the mortician.

But the corpse seamstress, who had just had a full meal, did not fight with the corpse clothes empress this time, but quickly digested the flesh and blood in his stomach.

At this time, the body seammaker's belly was swollen like a ball, which was obviously full of food and needed some time to digest.

The empress in corpse clothes went crazy, and the corpse thunder and corpse fire kept attacking the mortician who was jumping up and down. The mortician was blown off several times, but was picked up by ghost hair and stitched back to her body, and the stomach was constantly digesting the flesh and blood of the corpse king. , No matter how serious the injury is, it can recover blood quickly and heal itself.

At this time, the mortician's eyes were numb, his eyes were empty, and he had no focus. During repeated tortures, the pain reached the extreme, leaving only numbness and confusion.Even if he is still alive at this time, he is just a walking dead.

It can only be said that good and evil will eventually be rewarded.

There is also a saying that a wicked person must be a wicked person.

No one would sympathize with what happened to the mortician, and felt that he deserved it.

When the last piece of flesh and blood was digested, Shen Qingqing, the blood corpse behind the mortician, underwent a third corpse transformation!
The blood on her body swelled to an astonishing degree, even tore through the flesh, and there were fine wounds all over her body, dripping with blood.

This bloody body was covered with cuts and bruises, just like her spiritual world, which had already been scarred by the world.

There were blood-colored granulation squirming in those wounds, and then nourished by the blood nutrients, the granulation grew, extended out of the body, and finally grew into bloody blood spurs like spider legs.

The wounds all over the body, with thousands of blood thorns growing out like spider legs, the picture is quite terrifying.

Perhaps these blood stabs imply that she was bruised and bruised by the evil of the world, leaving only endless pain and revenge for the world.

The Corpse Clothes Empress threw corpse mines at this time again, this time the mortician did not hide, but stood still, his eyes were numb and cold, and the Blood Corpse also had cold eyes, without emotional fluctuations.The corpse thunder was about to hit the corpse crafter, and countless spider leg blood thorns suspended in the air all stabbed out in unison.

boom!
boom!
boom!
The blood thorn exploded the air, stabbing clouds of sonic boom mist in the air, and finally tore the corpse mine into pieces.

Countless blood thorns like spider legs stabbed at the evil little girl unabated.

As the blood corpse gradually regained its strength, this was the first time that Shen Qingqing, the blood corpse, took the initiative to attack the corpse-clothed lady. When she made a move, she directly killed the little girl standing in front of the corpse-clothed lady.

This little evil spirit girl is the new body of the shroud empress, and the evil spirit little girl is the essence of manipulating the shroud empress.

Shiyi Niangniang's ten fingers were several feet long and she slapped away the blood thorns on the spider legs.

But there are too many spider leg blood thorns, dense like blood rain falling, the mortician walked step by step with a calm face and numb eyes, behind him are countless blood thorns attacking densely, bloody, and aura skyrocketed.

Looking at the dense blood thorns like rain, and smelling the strong smell of blood in the air, this scene is so frightening that it makes one's scalp tingle.

clang!
clang!
……

There were too many blood thorns, too dense, and the corpse-clothed empress finally couldn't resist. As more and more blood thorns broke through the protection and stabbed her body, countless sparks erupted from the body surface, and there was a roaring sound of gold and iron colliding, In the enclosed underground space, the sound was thunderous and deafening, and the old Taoist had to tightly cover his ears.

The corpse-clothed empress gave up herself and tightly protected the little girl with evil spirits in her arms. Her body was riddled with holes and blood.

What is a fight?

Wherever it passes, there will be a natural disaster.

Black air erupted from the body of the Empress in Corpse Clothes. It was a plague of corpses. Wherever the plague of corpses passed, not a single blade of grass would grow, and everything within a radius of a hundred miles would die.

Corpse plague is exactly the natural disaster ability of Shiyi Empress.

The mortician who was infected by the corpse plague began to have rotten blisters on the body surface, and the skin and flesh were eroded and ulcerated.

Yellow, foul-smelling thick water flowed from the wound, and the wound quickly rotted into the bone.

His limbs, torso, and cheeks all had large areas of ulceration, and blackened arm bones and face bones could be seen in the blood holes.

There is no end to skin, no end to bone.

The natural disaster of the blood corpse is arid and hot blood-colored dirty soil, which can melt all meltable things and become the nourishment of the blood-colored earth.

The blood-colored dirt fought against the corpse plague, and the mortician who was caught in the middle suffered even more serious injuries. He began to cough up blood continuously, the pores of his skin melted, blood vessels burst, and blood poured out of his body.

Fortunately, the Shiyi Empress was sealed in the mausoleum, and her corpse plague could not spread to the outside world, otherwise the villagers of Xicai Village hiding outside would suffer.At that time, not to mention those villagers, I am afraid that all the villages and towns within a hundred miles will collectively erupt with corpse plague, and all people and animals will die.

This is the real horror of Fudou.

A random natural disaster can make life in a radius of hundreds of miles miserable.

Under the double torment of corpse plague and hemolytic disease, the mortician recovered and was seriously injured, recovered and was seriously injured again. After so many repetitions, the mortician finally approached the corpse clothes empress.

He took out a bronze human face mirror from his body.

With sores and pus all over his body, he was uglier than an evil ghost. His body bent down bit by bit, his head touched the ground, and he looked at the little evil spirit girl behind the arm gap of the corpse-clothed empress in a strange posture.

The evil little girl hiding in the arms of the empress in corpse clothes looked numbly at her enemy, the seamstress.

The corpse seamstress turned his neck, raised the bronze human mask in his hand, and slammed it heavily on the rock beside him in front of the evil little girl.

Click!

Pong!
The bronze human mask broke, and the souls of the twins who were sealed in the human mask immediately flew away.

When the twins were stitched together, the mortician left behind, in case the Empress Dowager would break the seal again one day.

As the soul flew away, the little evil girl's eyes were bleeding and tears, her skirt was soaked in blood, and the bloodstained line was clearly defined, which happened to be the line where the twins' bodies were mixed.

Next, the mortician took out a large handful of incense sticks from his body, lit the incense sticks, and circled around the corpse-clothed lady and the little girl with evil spirits a few times. breath.

Afterwards, regardless of whether his mouth was hot, the mortician stuffed the large handful of incense sticks into his mouth, and swallowed it in big mouthfuls, as if he was eating delicacies from mountains and seas, and swallowed them all.

Seeing this novel scene, Jin An exclaimed in surprise: "Old Taoist, what's the trick of the mortician?"

The old Taoist looked serious: "Unexpectedly, Benefactor Shen is so capable. After possessing the corpse maker, he used the memory of the corpse maker to cast spells on the altar and use folk exorcism methods to deal with the corpse clothes empress!"

"Evil gods and wild gods can steal incense from Buddha in small temples in the mountains, and people can also eat incense offered to the dead. This is called grabbing jobs from the dead, which is the same as eating rice from graves! It's okay to meet people with hard lives. If your own life is not hard enough and you still eat from the grave, and grab the job with the dead, you will have bad luck, invite ghosts to get on your body, and you will be disabled if you don’t die in the end!"

"The mortician is eating corpse incense and ghost incense. Corpse incense represents the incense sticks offered to the corpse-clothed empress, and ghost incense represents the incense sticks offered to the twins."

"It is said that wicked people need to be grinded by wicked people. After benefactor Shen finished grinding the mortuary seamstress, he then used the mortician's exorcism method to grind the corpse clothes for the empress. Benefactor Shen is very capable."

Speaking of this, the old Taoist sighed: "Old Taoist, I finally understand today why the corpse raising village has lived under the shadow of Lord Shen for decades."

As the mortician ate the fragrance of the corpse and the fragrance of ghosts, the body of the corpse-clothed empress and the little girl trembling, they were suffering from the pain of gnawing flesh and bones.

At this time, the mortician was worse than evil ghosts. With his face sore and rotten, he swallowed incense sticks numbly. In the eyes of ordinary people, isn't he even more vicious than evil ghosts?

Blood and tears flowed from the eyes of the evil little girl, her face was pale due to weakness, she resented staring at the mortician and the bloody corpse standing behind the mortician, and then covered the headless rag doll in her hand with her own blood .

As she smeared the blood, the body seammaker's flesh corroded and fell off, plop, plop, pieces of flesh and blood rotted and fell to the ground.

When the blood of the evil little girl's hands was all over the headless puppet, the corpse sewer's whole body was rotten, and the ground was covered with pieces of meat, leaving only the bloody bone frame and the living viscera inside the ribs.

The little girl with the evil spirit scratched the headless doll, took out the hay, and removed all the viscera from the mortician's ribs.

The mortician was dead.

This change came too fast, the speed at which the blood corpse healed the mortician could not keep up with the speed at which the little girl with the evil spirit smeared the blood all over the headless puppet.

Or in other words, the mortician has lost all use value, and she does not plan to save the mortician again.

After the evil spirit girl killed the mortician, she herself was extremely weak. The empress in corpse clothes hated the two generations of the mortician and the corpse village more than the relationship between her and the blood corpse Shen Qingqing. fight.

Even if both sides suffer, the mortician must be killed first.

The fate of the corpse-clothed empress was not good. After being severely injured, she was nailed to the ground by countless blood thorns before she resisted for a long time.

The sound of fast eating of flesh and blood began to be heard in the dark mausoleum.

Hearing the sound of biting and chewing flesh and blood in the dark, the old Taoist felt his scalp tingle and a chill appeared in the back of his head.

Damn, this is eating people!The old Taoist felt chills in his heart, he felt that the saying that wicked people need to be grinded by wicked people is no longer applicable here, and it is more appropriate to use "the god of evil sacrifices needs to be grinded by fierce corpses".

Shen Qingqing ate very fast, and when the sound of chewing in the dark stopped, Jin An noticed another shocking transformation in Shen Qingqing's body, and his aura became stronger.

Shen Qingqing, who has pica, gradually evolved into a more powerful corpse through eating.

Only the old Taoist priest didn't notice Shen Qingqing's change. He was still looking around in the dark mausoleum blindly, and asked curiously, "Why is it suddenly quiet in the mausoleum? Little brother, where is Benefactor Shen now?"

Jin An looked at the dark shadow a few steps away: "She is standing in front of us."

The old Taoist was taken aback, and nervously took the torch to shine in front of him. A woman's face appeared silently from behind the darkness. There was a desire to eat in the woman's eyes, as if she regarded them as edible food... …

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