I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 89

At the same time, she silently chanted in her heart: "One hit will hit, one hit will hit!"

The sharp teeth were all white and shiny, and as soon as they were exposed, they kept vibrating, making Shu Min almost unable to hold it.

The strong smell of blood came, and an inexplicable voice tempted Shu Min: "Become one with me, and you will be invincible!"

Simple and crude, but with terrifying bewitching power, the disc magic weapon in Shu Min's hand burst out with a burst of white light, covering her body and making her eyes clear again.

All forbidden devices have huge side effects, and this deceptive voice can only be regarded as an appetizer.

If the situation wasn't critical, Shu Min wouldn't want to use this forbidden weapon at all. The sequelae would be too troublesome and dangerous.

The snow-white and shiny sharp fangs in the clay pot are like the resurrection of some ancient beast, and they have extremely strong oppressive power.

The ghost-faced man was certainly not a fool. He felt a thrill in his body, feeling how terrifying the unsealed fangs in the clay pot were. His expression became ferocious, and he seemed to have made up his mind.

Just listen to his sudden roar, triggering layers of strange spiritual energy, which penetrates the ground and is directly transmitted to the surface.

As if some kind of catalyst was sprinkled in, the raging corpse transformation energy, all kinds of living corpses fell to the ground and rotted. The corpse transformation energy did not need to be expelled, but directly gathered naturally, turning into a pale and strange imperial ooze the size of a three-story building, suspended. In mid-air.

Before the monks on the ground could react, the huge pale emperor ooze fell like a meteor, falling directly into Changning Street, causing a violent explosion.

Even Xiu Niang and others who had just come to the Holy Land Temple to take refuge heard the thunderous explosion.

The eight puppet gods also happened to have exhausted their spiritual power, and turned into palm-sized puppets, returning to Xiu Niang's hands along the strings.

Xiu Niang's face turned pale, she carefully put away the puppets, and knelt in the direction of the main hall of the Holy Land Temple: "Just and majestic Pillar God Qiang Yu, please have mercy, please protect me, and let my brother and grandpa come back safely."

Not far away, the eunuch at Dageng was beating gongs and drums and shouting: "The third quarter of Yinshi has arrived, all the worshipers should get up and do morning prayers!"

Changning Street was almost half-destroyed. The huge pit was like a wound in the earth. The pale fluid gushed down the corridor, like a flood that burst a dike and gushed out.

The movement caused by this large ball of emperor's ooze was naturally noticed by everyone, especially Shu Min. She stood upside down with her willow eyebrows, clenched her silver teeth, and made up her mind. She flew directly towards the ghost-faced man and reached out to grab the clay pot. The body is covered with snow-white fangs.

"Stop him!"

Following Shu Min's roar, Chen Daorong's expression changed, his hands suddenly clasped together, and a ray of light flew straight towards his flying sword.

The speed of the flying sword suddenly accelerated, and several ghost images appeared. Each ghost image turned into a real sword, forming a sword array in an instant, leaving the ghost-faced man drifting in the air with almost nowhere to hide.

The ghost-faced man held the beautiful female corpse, and in an incredible way, his body suddenly became as thin as cicada wings under such circumstances, and he actually floated out of the sword formation.

The giant puppet Wu Yan transformed into had a buzzing voice: "Brother, please hold on a little longer."

After that, he escaped from the siege of the red corpses, leaving Du Renlong alone to resist.

He shot out thousands of strong strands, nailed the ghost-faced man and the beautiful female corpse to the rock above the cave, then turned back and minced a naked corpse.

Shu Min's right arm holding the snow-white fangs was covered with a layer of black and green scales. Her expression was ferocious, her eyes were red, and her mood was a little crazy.

puff!

The fangs penetrated the ghost-faced man's waist, causing him to moan desperately in pain. Shu Min's expression became more ferocious, and the canine teeth gradually became longer, quite similar to the sharp white fangs.

Song Boyu observed carefully and stood up slowly, worried in his heart. Shu Min was very kind to him, and Song Boyu didn't want anything to happen to Shu Min.

On the top of the cave rock, after the snow-white fangs penetrated the ghost-faced man's waist, his body quickly shriveled up. In less than a minute, the chest below had turned into a layer of shriveled skin.

The surging pale imperial slurry surged in at this moment, like a gelatinous living thing, spreading along the rocks at the top of the cave. It was impossible to stop it. In an instant, it had reached the ghost-faced man and surged into the beautiful female corpse.

The glamorous female corpse suddenly opened its eyes, no longer stiff, the small cherry mouth suddenly opened wide, revealing sharp teeth, directly biting the ghost-masked man's neck, and started sucking forcefully, as if fighting for something with the snow-white fangs.

The female corpse's hands were not idle either, and she developed terrifying sharp claws and grabbed at Shu Min.

Shu Min was forced to retreat and interrupted the attack.

On the other side, after Shu Min succeeded in attacking, Chen Daorong directly guided the sword array to attack the two remaining copper corpse kings, destroying them all. The sword array disappeared, and the flying sword turned into a one-foot small sword and returned to the sword box.

He flew into the air with Du Renlong and Wu Yan to help Shu Min and seal the forbidden weapon of snow-white fangs with particularly serious side effects.

Du Renlong saw the beautiful female corpse's agile appearance and sucking posture. He glanced at his eyes with the cracked tortoise shell in his hand, and his expression was shocked: "It's broken! This cunning evil cultivator who raises corpses uses himself as the last sacrifice. He wants to fight with The Bronze Corpse Puppet Emperor merged into one! Shu Min used the crocodile fangs to pierce him, which actually fulfilled his wish."

Chen Daorong's face was distorted, and he roared angrily: "Interrupt him and kill him! If he and the Bronze Corpse Puppet Emperor are to be united, we will not survive, and the people of Zhangxiang will suffer even more!"

The flying swords were pulled out from the sword box, drawn in a circle behind his back, and instantly turned into eighteen flying swords. He also vomited out blood and essence. It was obvious that his body was exhausted and he was at the end of his strength.

"go with!"

Following Chen Daorong's faint voice, eighteen flying swords shot out, accurately hitting the beautiful female corpse.

But the body of the beautiful female corpse seemed to be made of sacred copper, and the flying sword made a trembling sound of gold and stone, which could not be penetrated at all.

Du Renlong and Wu Yan also sacrificed tortoise shells and strings, but they could not hurt them at all.

At the moment of crisis, Shu Min made an arc downwards in the air like a diving fish, and with his scaly right arm, he stabbed the crocodile's fangs into the sole of the glamorous female corpse's foot, and then fell powerlessly to the ground.

Song Boyu rushed forward, jumped up, and hugged Shu Min to prevent her from falling to the ground.

When Shu Min saw that it was Song Boyu, her voice was a little weak: "Quickly, chop off my right arm!"

"What?" Song Boyu was shocked and hesitated.

Shu Min's expression became more ferocious and her voice became weaker: "Hurry up, before its breath invades my torso, there is no time to explain!"

Hearing this, Song Boyu no longer hesitated and directly raised his long sword. The golden sword light flashed and cut off Shu Min's right arm with one strike. Then he kicked the severed arm to the side.

The severed arm that fell to the ground hit a fat black mouse that was watching a show, startling it.

Then, the scary thing was behind him. The severed arm slowly transformed into a small crocodile. It was very ferocious and terrifying, chasing the fat black mouse non-stop.

Song Boyu was about to step forward to kill this strange crocodile, but saw the fat black mouse suddenly turned around and spit out a ball of black mist, which directly corroded the little crocodile into withered bones.

(End of this chapter)