dragon hunter

Chapter 89

There was a sharp whistling in my ears, and the strong wind from the chains made my face hurt. I seemed to hear Lang Ying's scream.

Panting heavily, I focused my attention on the surroundings, looking for possible escape gaps. Unfortunately, the speed of the chains this time was several times faster than before, and I couldn't see clearly at all.

Just when I clenched my machete tightly and was about to fight to the death, a wreck crawled up from the corner, shook off the dust on its body, and with a dusty long sword in my hand, rushed towards me like lightning.

"Dangdangdang!" A series of dense voices sounded, sparks splashed everywhere, and the five rune chains whizzing forward were all blocked by the wreckage wielding an iron sword.

"Take a quick fight, rush to chop off the feathered snake seven inches, hurry up!" A hoarse voice sounded in front of him.

"Grandpa!" Lang Ying cried out in surprise when she heard the voice.

I didn't have time to think about it, I stepped on Kuidou steps and rushed towards the feathered snake stone sculpture that was swimming over. It was as if two flames were burning on my shoulders, getting hotter and hotter.

The Feathered Snake Stone Sculpture looks bulky, but it moves extremely fast. Before I get close, the huge snake head opened its mouth to bite me.

I yelled, dodging the bite of the Feather Serpent stone carving, feeling as if my whole body was on fire, fixed my eyes on the Feather Serpent stone carving for seven inches, jumped up and slashed.

The blazing sun flames on both shoulders sprang out two streams of heat, which poured into both arms respectively, and the machete made of alloy seemed to turn red, with a scorching breath, it slashed seven inches at the Feathered Serpent stone carving.

I was hit by the power of the Feathered Serpent Stone Sculpture's counterattack, and flew backwards. I was in mid-air, watching the Feather Serpent Stone Sculpture gradually disintegrate and scattered into rubble on the ground.

Two scarlet snake eyes rolled to the ground and shattered into several pieces, one black and one white. Two streams of mist flew out from the shattered snake eyes, entangled together, and condensed into a transparent bead that was half black and half white.

"Dragon Ball!" Lang Ying exclaimed, her figure flickered, and she was about to rush over.

Another figure was faster, the white shadow flickered, and the wax figure appeared beside Hualongzhu, its body split into two.

"Don't come here, it's dangerous!" I shouted loudly, while the hot power in my body was still there, I clenched my back molars and rushed towards the two identical wax figures.

"Come here and help us, we can't hold on any longer." Fatty Wang shouted with a hint of crying. Even though the old boatman was on the sidelines to support them, there were too many wax corpses chasing them.

"Don't be distracted, shoot the red lantern above the head first." A hoarse voice came from the wreckage.

Two identical wax figures, one bent down to pick up the Dragon Ball, and the other walked towards me.

I rushed in front of one of the wax figures, and swung the machete vigorously. The violent movement made my eyes bloodshot, and everything I saw was red.

The wax figure in front of me didn't dodge or evade, let the sharp blade cut on my body, the whole body melted strangely, wrapping the machete and my arm together.

I had a feeling of being cut on the rubber, and then my hands seemed to be stuck in a ball of glue, and I couldn't pull them back. I watched the wax figure melt, along my arms, and wrap around my whole body.

The white wax juice spread to my shoulders, making a "chichi" sound, and a burnt smell rose. I felt in horror that the sun fire on my shoulders was getting dimmer and seemed to be going out.

When I was young, I heard the old man say that if the fire on a person's shoulders goes out, the soul will leave the body, unable to return to the body, and become a lonely ghost wandering in the wild.

I gritted my teeth and wanted to take the Kuidou step again, arousing the fire in my shoulders, but my whole body was stuck in the melted wax, and my feet seemed to be stuck in the mud, and I couldn't move at all.

There was a stream of heat coming from the Qianlong tattoo on the back, and the Hualongzhu on the other side seemed to be attracted, and it broke away from the palm of another wax figure and flew towards this side.

As soon as my back became cold, the dragon ball stuck to my back, and the energy of the earth veins poured into my body continuously, and the yang fires on my shoulders that were about to be extinguished suddenly rekindled like fuel on the fire.

"Ah!" A scream rang directly in my head, the voice was full of unwillingness.

The wax juice wrapped around the body continuously emitted light smoke, became thinner and thinner, and finally turned into a puddle of white water, dripping on the ground.

The remaining wax man seemed to have been severely injured, and his figure suddenly shrunk by half, with wax juice dripping from his body.

After a flash, the white figure disappeared behind the palace.

The rune chains at the back suddenly lost their strength, and limply fell to the ground like a dead snake, making a few crisp sounds.

"Grandpa, is it really you?" Lang Ying ran to the wreckage with a look of excitement, her voice trembling.

"Stop talking nonsense, come and save me." Fatty Wang wailed.

As soon as I moved, I was about to run over to help Fatty Wang, but the Dragon Ball on my back suddenly burst open, and a powerful and incomparable energy of the earth veins poured into my body.

"Kang Dang!" The machete in my hand fell to the ground, and I couldn't help falling backwards, my limbs went numb, and I completely lost control of my body.

"No birth mother, home in a vacuum, believe in the white lotus, and gain eternal life..." An ethereal voice sounded in my head.

"No, Bailian's yin spirit is hidden in that Dragon Ball." The hoarse voice seemed to come from far away.

I whispered in my heart that it was not good. No wonder I always felt that something was wrong before. I thought that the mysterious and strange Bailian Saintess did not show the corresponding strength at all. It turned out that what the other party left behind was just a shell.

The description of the Yin God in the Broken Physiognomy is that the Yin God will not be extinguished if the incense is kept burning and the belief is constant, but the faceless man expends all his efforts to fuse, and it is not the real White Lotus Saintess. The other party's Yin God has long been hidden in the Hualongzhu .

"It's really the mantis catching the cicada, and the oriole is behind." I smiled bitterly in my heart, and tried my best to resist the bewitching voice in my head.

"Whoever believes in the white lotus, become a flying fairy..." A veiled woman appeared in my mind, and her words carried a strange power, making people involuntarily convinced.

"Trust your sister, get out!" I shouted in my heart, but no matter what I did, I couldn't get rid of that figure in my mind, and my thinking became more and more dull, and I gradually felt that what the other party said seemed to make sense.

Someone outside seemed to be calling me, but unfortunately the voice was too far away, my consciousness was trapped in my mind, and I couldn't hear the voices outside, what they were shouting.

"Can you really become a flying fairy?" A question arose in my heart, and my firm belief was gradually shaken.

The veiled figure is getting closer and closer to me, and the voice is getting softer and softer, which makes people can't help but indulge in it.

"Come on, leave everything to me, and you will get a new life..." The veiled figure stretched out a slender finger and nodded towards the center of my brow.

"The first hexagram, the sleepy dragon ascends to heaven!" Like the sound of the heaven and earth bells, an illusory dragon shadow rose up in his mind.

The pale yellow illusory dragon shadow rushed towards the white lotus maiden like a rising mountain with an endless gust of wind.

"Qianlong against fate! You are actually a descendant of Xunlong's lineage..." The Yin God of the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus yelled in horror.

The mountain-like dragon shadow carried endless aura and bumped headlong into the Yin God of the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus. It was like a tenth-level typhoon was blowing in my mind, dizzy, and my consciousness was completely chaotic.

"Wake up, how are you?" A voice seemed to call me.

I struggled to open my eyes, and saw Fatty Wang's big round face, the left eye socket was bruised and purple, and he looked ridiculous like a panda.

"Fatty, pull me up." I grabbed Fatty Wang's arm, stood up with some difficulty, looked around, and saw the group of wax corpses lying on the ground in a mess.

The few remaining, under the sword of the wreckage like a gust of wind, were also like willows in the wind, crumbling, and were wiped out in a blink of an eye.

"I thought you wouldn't wake up, the old man said..." Fatty Wang said this, looked at the wreck with some fear, and continued, "It said you have a dragon pattern to protect your life, it's fine."

"Bah, bah, why don't you wake up, why can't you expect me to get well?" I was still afraid, and pushed the fat man away.

The second uncle said that opening the first hexagram can prevent me from death three times. I used it once to deal with Yin Changsheng, and now I used it once to resist Bailian Yinshen. It seems that there is only one last time left.

"Grandpa, it's great that you're still alive." Lang Ying walked towards the wreckage with a happy expression.

"I don't have much time, and I have to deal with the evil spirit that escaped." The wreckage stretched out its hand, interrupting Lang Ying's greetings, and walked quickly to the back of the palace.

"Grandpa..." Lang Ying stood where she was, her eyes were slightly red.

"Don't stand there stupidly, let's follow quickly." The old boatman looked a little tired, greeted Lang Ying, and followed closely behind the wreckage.

With a muffled sound, the entire palace shook violently, and dust and gravel continued to fall from the roof.

"No, the guy who ran away activated the self-destruct mechanism of the underground palace, let's get out of here quickly." I shouted loudly and ran forward.

We panicked and ran towards the back of the palace, walked through a straight passage, and came to a small secret room.

A huge stone tablet stands in the center of the secret room, with a little bit of starlight sprinkled on it, and I can vaguely see the big characters of "Flying Immortal Sutra of Feathering".

"This is a courtyard, and the exit is on it." Fatty Wang looked at the top of his head, his voice filled with joy.

"Where's that evil spirit that escaped?" The old boatman turned his head and looked around with a vigilant expression.

"Could it be the wax figure in front?" I stared at the wax figure that was split in half in front of me. In the entire secret room, there was only this thing, which was somewhat related to the wax figure.

"Grandpa, this place is about to collapse, let's get out quickly." Lang Ying rushed to the front and reached out to grab the wreckage standing with the sword in hand. "Kangdang" the iron sword fell to the ground with ashes, and the body of the wreckage turned into a pile of dust.

"Grandpa..." Lang Ying let out a mournful cry, staring blankly at the dust falling from her fingers.

The entire secret room began to shake, as if it would collapse at any moment, and soil continued to fall from the patio.

"Don't be dazed, there is a ladder over there, let's leave quickly." I yelled, and ran forward with the dazed Lang Ying.

Lang Ying broke free from my hand, turned around and ran back, picked up the iron sword on the ground, stretched out her hand to block the falling soil from the top, and ran towards this side.

The ground shook more violently. We were racing against death. Fatty Wang slipped his hand and almost fell off the ladder. Fortunately, he was dragged by the old boatman behind.

I was the first to climb out of the patio, followed closely by Lang Ying and Fatty Wang.

"Grandpa, quickly reach out your hand." I lay down on the edge of the patio and stretched my arms towards the old boatman.

Just after the old boatman was pulled out, before everyone could take a few steps, there was a loud noise from behind, and the entire underground palace collapsed.

(End of this chapter)