Abyss Express

"Teacher Latiya! What he said makes sense!"

Jack Martin muttered something, leaning against the side of the beauty in the red dress and whispering.

"It's true to his words, gentle and elegant. If it weren't for his NC-17 plasma movie monster look, I really wouldn't have found any reason to film with him on the street - what the Huanglong Daxian said is absolutely true, If we fight on the Mayflower, even though this broken ship has been modernized, Mr. Vincent's fists and kicks are neither light nor heavy. If a few holes are knocked out, we can't swim to Shambhala, right?"

David Victor did not reply immediately.

On the contrary, Huanglong Immortal breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression of the little clay figurine became friendly and cute, with a strange and charming meaning: "What this ghost immortal said is absolutely true. He is indeed a ruthless person who has found a new way to practice evil and competes with God for his life." Man—he understands the difficulties of us practitioners.”

"Latiya?" Wen Bucai turned around and asked.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mrs. Wang also began to mourn——

"——Since these adults want the civilian woman to die, then... I might as well end it on my own! Even if I die! I don't want to fall into the hands of this monster!"

"That's great!" Immortal Huanglong clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Queen of the People Ya'an, today it's not me, Immortal Huanglong, who wants you to die, it's God who wants you to die! ~ If you accept your destiny according to heaven, you will naturally have blessings in the next life, so..."

Before she finished speaking, Ms. Wang became determined and bumped into the bookshelf. A fiery red tail wrapped around her torso. Then she saw the devil's heart-shaped tail piercing her heart. She immediately Became delirious and lost consciousness.

Her eyes were dull and frozen. She gave up the idea of ​​seeking suicide and became lively and enthusiastic again.

"Son of a bitch!"

Mrs. Wang cursed at Huanglong Immortal.

"My family has never stopped paying tribute to you! Every spring and autumn, you have two hundred households with three animals and three birds, and you have to do a lot of things to prepare beautiful girls. You marry a fifteen or sixteen-year-old Huanghua girl to your temple. You wipe the Dharmakaya and wash the pottery statues! Help you wipe the candlesticks and incense cups! After I married into the Liu family, not even my ancestors enjoyed this blessing!"

"You want to fucking kill my whole family?! You are so brave! When I get back to Chabon, I will take off my pants and poop on your body! Then ask my husband to burn his two unsatisfactory brothers. Put the ashes in your mouth!"

No matter how powerful the soul is, without the support of the body, it will be frightened and avoid a living person with strong blood and anger.

At this time, Huanglong's spiritual body was far away from his real body. He was scolded by the shrew. The little clay figurine was not as proud as before and slowly withered away. He just felt incredible - where did this admiral's wife come from? courage? Why is it like a fierce ghost, the front legs are still seeking death, but the back legs immediately have the will to live.

He saw clearly the strange "tail" on Wang's body, and after using his brain a little, he immediately understood the mystery.

"It seems like this fairy."

Immortal Huanglong changed his face and threatened David Victor in a low voice.

"Do you have the power to manipulate people's hearts? It's no wonder that the souls of the men on the Mayflower were all seduced by you."

"I want to emphasize, I want to correct." David Victor raised two fingers and made a scissor hand gesture towards the enemy: "There are two points that I must make clear to you -"

"——First, my charm is not only effective for men."

"——Second, this charm has nothing to do with my soul power. Ugly people like you won't understand it."

Jack Martin whispered to Wen Bucai: "I always feel that the teacher is scolding me."

Wen Bucai responded in a low voice: "Relax, this woman's mouth has produced several crazy battle axes more than two hundred years ago. He never cares about the feelings of his brothers. He usually leads his opponents and teammates to scold him. .”

Huanglong Daxian also wants to say something special——

——David Victor then began to output aggressively and with all his strength.

If Xueming's mouth is as cruel as his hands, half of his skills are personally taught by Teacher Victor.

"If the dog at home is restless, it is just a disobedient dog. A vicious dog like you who eats the meat bones sent by the owner and thinks the bones are not fragrant enough and wants to bite back will have no choice but to be beaten to death with a stick. , there is no chance to even send it to the butcher shop - no one dares to eat it if it is thrown into the pot and boiled."

"Do you dare?" Victor held his head high, hugged Mrs. Wang's waist, and asked Wen Bucai.

Without waiting for Wenbu to answer, Victor immediately continued.

"Anyway, I don't dare. Even if I take a sip of the soup, I feel sick! Because you beast is so smelly! Just smelling it makes me feel unclean!"

"Ugly thing! You look like an injustice, one of the greatest injustices of all time!"

"It's hard for me to imagine what kind of creatures your parents are to give birth to a scumbag like you. Putting the word "human" on you is an insult to human beings. Just because you can speak a few human words, you Do you think you are a human? Do you still want to become an immortal?"

Immortal Huanglong initially wanted to pretend to be calm and gentle, and continue to maintain the character of the immortal.

Later, Latia's scolding became more and more severe, and every word she cursed hit him where it hurt.

"No way? You're not really convinced by me, are you?"

Teacher Victor is still outputting.

"According to Mrs. Wang Ya'an, you want a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl to clean your pottery statues? Clean the prosthetics in the temple for you? It's hard for me to imagine what kind of deformed freak he is, how perverted his heart is? That’s why you hide in the dark and spy on all this. I’m afraid you don’t even have the courage to face women, or the self-esteem and confidence to show your true self – you are a coward.”

"Nonsense!" Huanglong Immortal roared loudly: "Nonsense! You are talking nonsense! Witch! Shut up!"

"The mouth is on me." David Victor responded sternly: "My attitude has been made clear. You can't go past me and hurt this woman - this family has shown kindness to you and hopes you will repay it. But you use them as flesh and blood puppets and treat human life as nothing, what kind of god are you? You are just a monster that everyone can kill!"

"Mess with my Taoist heart! You deserve to die!" Great Immortal Huanglong was panting, a bit confused. This sudden attack on his mind made his already weak will and already unstable mental state even worse. You must know that Judas's method of cultivating Wings of Light has always been to teach without distinction. In this era of scarcity of talents, this high priest will never do things with the idea of ​​​​"doing evil and not doing anything". He hopes that everyone Evil ghosts can cultivate evil fruits, and flowers of the flesh and blood of crazy butterflies will bloom everywhere.

Huanglong Daxian is such a person. He was a deformed monster without parental upbringing since he was a child. He was adopted by the temple and made a living by cheating while wearing a cassock. Fortunately, he met Judas and found the way to seek immortality. He wanted to borrow the elixir. He worked hard to build an immortal golden body, and added dragon horns, dragon claws and dragon scales to the golden python-like spirit body to become a real Huanglong Immortal.

Chabon's immortals are not like those described in the secular world. They have no philosophical classics, no cultivation to speak out and understand the mind and nature, and no famous and upright sayings.

In everything you do, you must pay attention to the law of wealth and earth. You must eat healthily, eat richly, and eat just right. This fertile land is full of demons and demons devouring each other. If they put on a layer of human skin, they can say that they are immortals. A disaster beast that has not yet acquired human skin and can speak a few words of human language. It has psychic powers and can trick villagers in a village into worshiping boys and girls, that is, the local mountain god.

"Are we really going to fight on the boat?" Jack was still a little worried.

David Victor is determined. Unlike Jack, who is a little guy (based on his real age), Teacher David has always been upright: "Wen, I leave it to you."

"Oh! No!!!" Before Jack Martin could react, he felt a light touch on his waist, and half of a saw knife leaked out from the tattered black windbreaker. This protective magic weapon fell into Wen Bucai's hands again. .

"Excuse me, this broken boat can't hold a few shots from me." Wen Bucai held the saw blade and forced it towards the flesh and blood demon statue of Huanglong Immortal.

Soon after, I saw the clay figure pinching the spell, and his face became fierce. The four-meter-long demon statue suddenly stood up, exposing the spine and sternum, and the two blood-red flesh membranes trembled. , spitting out scalding heat all the time—it seems to be ready to die.

For just this moment, I could hear the little clay figurine reciting mantras and chanting formulas plausibly.

"Immortal magic! Thousand waterfalls of silver needles and big blowing magic conch! Die!"

From the fleshy cavity of this flesh-and-blood demon dragon, fine bone needles were protruded. Just as Huanglong Immortal described, there were hundreds or even thousands of bone hidden weapons in the form of needles, and they were spit out from the expanded muscle cavity at the same time, as if Airsoft bullets are the same.

No matter how fast and powerful a drunkard is, is it almost impossible to simultaneously defend against projectiles refracted from up, down, left, and right angles?

Wen Bucai calmed down and headed for the exit of the library. Instead of retreating, he moved forward. He casually pulled Jack's evil spirit sand and stone body to protect the left half of his body. A dark shark skin war god had already crawled out of his right shoulder and torso. ——As soon as the drunkard put his head out, it turned into a strong wind, and the black fist brought up cold water vapor, churning in the air.

In just one second, these air gun needles with a muzzle velocity of about 140 meters per second were firmly grasped by the drunkard.

It’s not about guarding or blocking, it’s about holding it directly in your hand!

At first, it was a little difficult for the spirit body to hold the bone needle with its two palms. Perhaps there were too many targets and the flight trajectory was too chaotic. When it raised its head, its head would throw out several shadows following these scattered targets, and then Then he threw all the bone needles back with a speed beyond ordinary people's understanding. Although there was not much accuracy at all, the impact on the door frame scared Huanglong Immortal and he fled outside a few steps.

Later, the god of war displayed the same soul power with incredible precision. It saw Jack Martin's body hit by an arrow and turned into a large swollen maracas, with many densely packed small air holes emerging from Jack's robe. explode.

The drunkard immediately opened its arms, and dozens of bone nails were inserted into its heart and lungs. It took a deep breath, and the two dark pectoralis major muscles became swollen together with the spade arrow-shaped embossed mark. , and immediately spit out a strong wind - the storm broke the bookshelves in the collection hall and made Huanglong Daxian turn pale.

It had no intention of stopping. It pulled a long bow from the side of the collection hall, used the bone spikes as arrows, and then started firing continuously.

After letting the arrow pause for a moment, he saw the flying arrow hitting the body of the flesh and blood demon, exploding into a fist-sized blood splatter.

Huanglong Daxian wanted to give in and avoid the sharp attack temporarily, but he saw the wall shattered. He fired three arrows in a row, shattering the fragile wooden wall of Mayflower, and came straight towards the clay figure in the mouth of the demon statue, hitting the demon dragon's mouth. The nose was cracked and bloody.

Wen Bucai's body is still studying the psychic qualities of [Big Bragging Conch]——

——He looked at Jack's little brother (according to his real age) who had turned into a hedgehog.

“So amazing”

Pulling out a bone spur, Jack's head immediately turned into a deflated balloon, spraying out fine black mist.

"Uh-huh-huh-huh-huh." Jack lost his strength. His body was affected by the [Big Bragging Conch]. It was swollen here and deflated there. This psychic quality was extremely efficient in killing Homo sapiens, and it was very effective against spiritual bodies. On the contrary, it has no effect - maybe it's the same as what Victor said.

This Huanglong Immortal has weak spiritual power and can only bully mortals who have no ability to resist and are bound by flesh and blood.

At this moment, Huanglong Daxian's escape route is very clear. He has to go to the bottom of the cabin to find where the keel is, or he can go to the boiler room or the power room, or destroy the structure of the ship's hull!

With a slight touch of the dragon's claws, he inserted his claws between the panels and saw the extremely strong wind pressure breaking open the pit. He rode the dragon and fled into the next room, while at the same time escaping from the pursuit of the fierce incarnation behind him. ——In the eyes of Huanglong Immortal, external incarnations such as Drunken Mania are incredible existences.

Although I didn't intuitively feel this guy's special abilities, the strength and speed of Drunkard were beyond his cognitive scope. A soul of this level could smash his demon statue with just a pair of iron fists!

Find a way to escape! Then sink the ship!

I was originally thinking about making Taoist friends! Why did it happen in the blink of an eye?

"Since you don't intend to leave me a little thin," Huang Long said viciously, "just repent in this cold sea!"

A hole opened in the door of the boiler room. Just as the little clay figurine was about to get in, he saw Wen Bucai and Jiu Kuang standing in front of the door.

"I remembered!"

This black stone man found something useful from the trash heap of his brain——

——A little memory about the keel structure of the Mayflower's hull.

Maybe he had been on this boat many years ago, but he had almost forgotten about it.

At this juncture, he dug open the partition between the cabins, took a shortcut from top to bottom, and came to the front of Huanglong Immortal.

"Ho!~" The little clay figurine took a breath, but its ferocity remained undiminished. This external incarnation was thrown away at will, but it was just a fate of death. If it could bring some injuries to the powerful enemy in front of him, then Naturally, it is the best experience.

In the narrow boiler room, Immortal Huanglong targeted the three boatmen on the night shift and the two modernized ship engines - this guy was not stupid, he was just bad.

Puss and blood spurt out from the dragon's body, trying to use up the essence of the two Liu brothers and six servants! The full power of [Big Bragging Conch] must be unleashed at once!

In an instant, the colorful silver light and the soaring blood flames merged into one place. Wen Bucai had no room for retreat. Behind him were the Mayflower powertrain and several innocent people who were trembling and didn't know what was happening.

This indifferent black stone man must use his body as a shield to block the monster from the door and cannot retreat any further. The bone spikes shot out by the Big Blowing Snail are very fast and can change the projection route according to the owner's wishes. It is a very difficult long-range attack method.

Densely packed thorns shot out from the mouth of the pit. They were filled with sticky and smelly blood, and were tightly entangled with strands of silk thread. They were like spider webs catching a swarm of flying bees, and the bones were cut by the grid. He slowed down slowly and finally fell to the ground, becoming a puddle of flesh in front of Wen Bucai.

The incarnation of Huang Long Daxian completely disintegrated.

Wen Bucai looked up and saw a pale-faced Jiang Xueming lying on the ceiling of the boiler room. On the other floor of the cabin, Fang Xiang Huanmeng had no hair on his body and turned into a hairless cat - it seemed that all the spiritual threads All the hair is used to weave this web.

Jiang Xueming still didn't understand what happened.

"I just remembered"

"In the sea of ​​Pompeii, it is best not to use the spirit body, I think it will attract monsters"

Xueming felt like she had done something wrong.

"Um, brother Wen Bucai, this thing is not a sea monster, right?"

Wen Bucai was so refreshed by the psychic skill of weaving cat hair nets that he exclaimed loudly.

"You are so talented!"