After I worshipped Bodhi, I was invincible

Chapter 105 Swamp Corpse Field
The keen five senses quickly sensed the strange atmosphere here, and Ao Qing scanned the mountain cemetery, and saw that there were resplendent Qionglou Yuyu among the cliffs.

The palace is entangled with evil spirits, singing and dancing.

Looking at the monster palace among the cliffs, Ao Qing felt emotional.

The waterfall under the Yulou of the Demon Palace pours white waves and piles of snow, and large areas of shrubs and ancient trees cover the mass graves at the bottom of the mountain.

If a mortal with no cultivation base looked at it, he would not be able to find the dead bones in the grave at the bottom of the mountain.

I'm afraid I will regard this place as a blessed place for immortals, and climb the cliff with sincerity, just to find immortals.

Tapping her toes, Ao Qing suppressed her cultivation and changed her appearance, and flew towards the forest below.

The ancient trees are in the sky, with intertwined roots growing in all directions.

There was a faint smell of blood lingering around, and after a while, strange cries came from the mountains and forests.

"Help me, save me... save me..."

Concentrating on the fairy sword in hand, looking for the place of mourning.

With both feet on the tree trunk, Ao Qing leaned over to look, but saw a shocking scene on the ground!
Even Ao Qing, who was used to seeing bloody and strange things, couldn't help being a little surprised.

Under the lush old trees, there is a large swamp of darkness, full of poisonous insects and stench.

And in the quagmire, there are still more than twenty human heads.

Pale and withered faces were exposed outside the quagmire. Their lips opened and closed, and painful voices came from their throats.

"Save me, save me..."

The heads moved slowly, and some crawled out half of their bodies. Their dry fingers scratched desperately in the mud, but they couldn't get out no matter what. Instead, they made the surrounding snakes restless. the victim's arm above the head.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

A pitch-black centipede squirmed its tentacles, and countless slender feet crawled back and forth across the face.

After a while, he crawled into Da Zhang's mouth.

Ao Qing frowned, turned around and landed in the mud, stretched out her fingers and grabbed the wriggling centipede.

At this moment, there are still large black bubbles rolling in the quagmire.

Snakes, insects, and poisonous ants sensed the breath of the dragon clan, and fled to the distance one after another. After a while, the tumbling quagmire calmed down.

Ao Qing glanced at the centipede that was pinched in her hand, there was no aura around the centipede.

An ordinary animal indeed.

The dark centipede vaguely felt an instinctive fear, it twisted its body desperately, trying to escape from the palm as soon as possible.

Ao Qing sighed, and threw the struggling centipede to a distant bush.

Falling to the ground, the centipede quickly turned its body and fled away along the sandy ground.

Ao Qing looked back at the head in the quagmire. The head rolled its eyes and looked at Ao Qing with an extremely stiff posture and expression.

"Save me... save me..."

His jaw was shaking, and his mouth was still crying for help intermittently.

But Ao Qing knew very well that no matter how loudly these people screamed, the people in the swamp were just shells.

The finger landed on the head, and Ao Qing pulled it hard.

"Crash..."

Sewage and filth flowed all over the place.

Under the human head are dense bones, where can you see the flesh, veins, internal organs and blood?At this moment, the bones were still writhing back and forth in the mud swamp, throwing out large pieces of mud.

Countless people looked at Ao Qing one after another, and shouted with their mouths wide open.

"Save me, save me..."

The resentment of the deceased grew stronger, and the last thought of survival was turned into calling for help, howling and crying in the swamp day and night.

However, there are lonely graves all over the place, and the only ones who answer and call for help are the strange calls of crows in the mountains.

Obviously, someone used the swamp as a field and raised living people in the mire. There was a demonic aura coiling around in the mud, constantly gnawing on the flesh and veins, three souls and seven souls.

This is a field of corpses. The living people are treated as crops, and when they are ripe, they harvest their flesh and blood to strengthen their cultivation.

Throwing the body back into the swamp, Ao Qing sighed softly.

Silently chanting the death spell in his heart, the surrounding corpses gradually quieted down, and the painful and howling souls were also calmed down and appeased, turning into several light spots and flying towards the nether world.

The three souls and seven souls are incomplete, and I am afraid that reincarnation will be much more difficult in the future.

With a light tiptoe, he jumped out of the corpse field and flew into the distance.

The body of the monster is not here, but according to the remaining breath in the corpse field, Ao Qing judges that the monster that created this strange place in the corpse field is probably the nine-winged centipede.

Approaching the demon building, I saw animals flying over the eaves in the woods, and the candles were flickering.

Under the mountain peak, I suddenly saw the Taoist stellar energy flying away, and several golden lights cut towards the dense forest full of black air.

anyone?

Ao Qing used the ancient tree to hide, and soon saw a man and a monster fighting in the forest. Besides, there was a trembling mortal standing behind the boulder.

There is an enchantment in the forest, and it is difficult for the evil monks below the celestial beings to escape.

Therefore, the Taoist priest fought with the monster for a long time, even if the monster gradually lost the wind, he was still trapped in it.

That person was wearing a tattered yellow Taoist robe, with long eyebrows drawn into his temples. He was a tall Taoist student with a heroic appearance. She had a wooden sword to generate wind, and the feng shui pan around her waist also set up a magic circle to trap monsters. .

The monster fighting the female Taoist is not the real thing, but transformed into a gentle woman.

Monsters are cultivated as middle-level earth immortals, and women are cultivated as low-level earth immortals, but they possess magic weapons, and their fairy-level mahogany swords and feng shui pans can suppress evil spirits a lot.

The mahogany sword in Nvdao's hand released a burst of true energy, and slashed towards the monster.

At this moment, a figure rushed out and stood in front of Yaoxie.

The female dao's complexion changed drastically, and she hastily cast a spell to draw back the true energy in the sword, while her eyes were coldly looking at the clothed boy in front of Yaoxie.

"Get out of the way, or I'll kill you too!" the female Taoist shouted angrily.

The boy in civilian clothes fell to his knees with a plop, tears streaming down his face, and pleaded bitterly to the woman: "Please, please let her go...she is my mother, she is not a monster, she is not a monster...please let her go!" she……"

The woman's face turned cold: "It was the evil spirit that ate your mother, you saw it with your own eyes!"

"You protect a murderous evil spirit, how can your mother under the nine springs feel at ease? If you continue like this, don't blame me for being rude!"

Taoist Gang Qi has been born on the mahogany sword.

The young man knelt on the ground, covered his cheeks with his hands, and cried loudly: "No, no, mother is not dead, mother is not dead..."

"My child...Mother has always been there..."

In a trance, the boy heard his mother's familiar voice, he turned to look, and there was still a smile on his mother's gentle face.

"careful!"

The female Taoist frowned, the young man was too close to the monster, and her cultivation base was still low, so she didn't know whether she should slash out with a sword, if she made a move, I'm afraid it would be difficult to grasp the force, and the young man would die along with it!

The nvdao's reminder was useless, the tearful young man wiped away the tears on his face, stretched his arms, and wanted to hug the woman in front of him.

"Mother..."

"Mother, shall we go home?" the boy begged.

The woman nodded slowly, and also stretched out her hands, slowly hugging the commoner boy.

But the moment she hugged the boy tightly, the woman's hands turned into dark yellow sharp claws, and quickly rested on the boy's neck.

"This child has fallen into my hands, do you still want to beat him?"

The woman's black pupils turned into blood eyes, and her tone of voice changed to a hoarse male voice.

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