White Bone Monkey King

Facing the palm slapped by the vicious corpse, the mountain guard felt a chill in his heart. At this time, he couldn't care less about losing face. He rolled around like a donkey and avoided the dangerous palm with a gray face.

He had just walked away from the gate of hell, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a roaring sound from behind, which made his ears hurt. It was Old Man Jiufeng who was chasing after him.

call out!

There was a dull bow sound, the ox-horn bow trembled, and a feather arrow quickly shot towards Old Man Jiufeng. Old Man Jiufeng raised his hand to catch the feather arrow.

The feathered arrow rolled violently in his palm, rubbing, the flesh and blood of the tiger's mouth were rubbed to a pulp, and a large piece of flesh and blood was cut off, and then the momentum of the feathered arrow was finally stopped.

With just one arm, he blocked the arrow that was shot with a thousand pounds of force!

Click.

Old Man Jiufeng, who felt no pain at all, pinched his palm and broke the blood-stained arrow into two pieces. He glanced at Master Yan who was standing at the back of the team with an understatement.

"Master Yan, hold on to the corpse for me. Brother Ning and I are going to do something to kill this corpse once and for all! But I need some time to prepare!" The disgraced mountain guard, who had escaped two disasters in a row, shouted to Master Yan. road.

Old Man Jiufeng and Master Yan looked at the mountain guard who made the sound at the same time.

It was at this time.

They both moved at the same time.

Launch a frontal killing spree.

boom!

The two used their palms as knives and collided directly, making a loud noise, like two iron ingots colliding. The terrifying impact caused the ground beneath their feet to sink with two pairs of footprints.

This Master Yan, who came from the army general, is also a good practitioner of hard qigong. He has practiced it to the point where he dares to fight the murderous corpse head-on.

The blood on his body was burning like a torch, and Xiao Xiao's evil spirit could not get close to him.

The two of them fought very fast. In just a short moment, they fought with fists and kicks for dozens of rounds. This was a head-to-head collision between flesh and blood. The terrifying force caused the air to explode, and circles of energy like ripples came towards them. There was turmoil all around.

Even the ground couldn't withstand the bombardment of the fierce corpses and the hard Qigong masters. The ground was full of craters, as if it had been blasted by artillery fire.

boom!

boom!

The two figures collided quickly and flew backwards faster than when they came in.

The two bodies crashed through several buildings before finally coming to a stop.

boom!

The ruins exploded, and several huge pieces of earth and rocks fell in all directions, making several large holes in the nearby morgue. Old Man Jiufeng jumped up from the ruins where he was buried.

At this time, the old man Jiu Feng looked a little miserable. His left arm was broken, the flesh on his right face was cut off with a palm, revealing bloody bones, and there was a penetrating punch wound on his chest.

But not much blood came out of the wound.

Old Man Jiufeng has no sense of pain, and these fatal injuries are insignificant to him. Under his desperate strategy of exchanging injuries for injuries, the one who suffers the most is Master Yan.

boom!

Master Yan kicked open the earth wall that was pressing on him.

The clothes on his body were torn into strips. He felt that these torn clothes were in the way, so he tore off the clothes, revealing a body of strong muscles and a piece of close-fitting soft armor. There were two deep bloody claws on the heart of the close-fitting soft armor. print.

The soft armor's protection was almost ripped open, and his heart was scratched.

"We martial arts practitioners are as masculine as a furnace. You ghost corpses don't even dare to come within ten steps of me. Why is this vicious corpse you possess not afraid of my masculinity?" Master Yan looked down. He glanced at the soft armored heart that was almost pierced by the opponent's sharp nails, raised his head again, and looked at Old Man Jiu Feng with a slightly twisted brow.

Old Man Jiufeng didn't answer. He expressionlessly pressed the sharp broken bone that pierced the flesh back without any pain, and forcibly reconnected the broken left arm bone.

Seeing the ferocious look of Old Man Jiu Feng, even Master Yan, who was used to seeing life and death, unconsciously raised his eyebrows.

The other party is a dead person.

No fear of pain or injury at all.

But he is different.

He is alive.

Have your own scruples.

When it comes to exchanging injuries for injuries, his momentum is lower than others.

Master Yan did not act rashly. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Old Man Jiufeng. He was deliberately stalling for time. He was quietly preparing a trump card behind his back. At the same time, he was also trying to buy time for the mountain guardian and Feng Shui master to open the altar.

After Old Man Jiufeng forcibly reattached his severed arm, he did not glance at Master Yan, nor at the busy mountain guards and Feng Shui masters. He raised his head and glanced at the night, and actually did not pursue Master Yan in pursuit of victory, but simply His figure turned around and left directly.

This unexpected scene shocked everyone on Master Yan's side, who was waiting in full formation.

They thought there would be a life-and-death battle tonight.

A lot of people are going to die tonight, at least half of them.

In the end, who would have thought that the murderous corpse, who was clearly one foot tall, would just let them go?

Master Yan also imitated Old Man Jiufeng, raised his head and glanced at the night, and said with a gloomy face: "The days are long and the nights are short in the Western Region. After so much trouble, it will be dawn in less than an hour. He is anxious to return to his shell. Afraid of dying under the power of God.”

"Then...Master Yan, do we still need to continue the practice of opening an altar?" the Feng Shui master hesitated and said.

Master Yan said without hesitation: "Mount Lao Shou and Mr. Ning will continue to open the altar to prevent the possessed corpse from coming back and attacking us when we relax."

The desert was a bit windy and sandy at night, which delayed a lot of time in opening the altar.

The mountain guard slaughtered a camel alive on the spot, collected the blood from the camel in a bucket, then found a broom, broke the head of the broom, used a stick to tangle the clothes into a ball, and began to draw a pattern on the ground with the blood that was not yet cold. A huge, scarlet talisman.

It was a cold night in the desert, and the warm camel blood solidified quickly. Just as he finished drawing the huge spell, the blood on the ground had solidified and turned into black blood.

The original red talisman turned into a black talisman with gusts of sinister wind. The terrifying yin energy continuously overflowed from the black talisman, and the whining of hundreds of ghosts could be vaguely heard.

After drawing the black talisman, he found two wooden nails. There were no iron nails in the desert, so he had to use wooden nails instead. He drove the two wooden pegs deeply into the black talisman drawn on the ground.

When Master Yan returned to find the mountain guard and the Feng Shui master, they had just reached this point.

After hearing what Master Yan said, the mountain guard said confidently: "Although I still don't understand why a dead man is not afraid of corpse ropes and corpse-suppressing talismans, but since the Zhiyang magic weapon can't deal with him, I will use resentment instead." The profound Yin Talisman, don’t worry, Mr. Yan, with this corpse-nurturing Talisman, no matter if he is a ghost or a corpse, I can bring you back!"

While the mountain guard was talking, he took out two red ropes, tied them with two wooden nails driven into the black talismans, and led the other end to the altar, asking someone to help him hold it first.

Just when he was about to take the next step, suddenly!

Boom!

Under the night sky, there was a sudden loud noise.

"What's going on? Where is the sound coming from?"

"It sounds like a house collapsing?"

Everyone was stunned by this sudden sound.

But before they could recover from their shock.

Boom!

Boom!

Under the pitch-black night, there was a series of overwhelming loud noises, but the environment in the desert was too dark to see anything.

But things are far from simple.

What happened next shocked everyone present.

Fire appeared in the sky, and the Laughing Corpse Village was on fire, and several ignition points appeared in succession. In the blink of an eye, the wind helped the fire, and the fire grew bigger and bigger.

Until the sharp voices of the veterans of Laughing Corpse Manor completely tore everything apart: "The morgue collapsed! The morgue is on fire! The morgue is on fire! Come and put out the fire!"

The raging fire was burning, and the sound of a house collapsing continued. Master Yan jumped up to a nearby high place. Not long after, he returned to the place with gritted teeth: "It's the one who possessed Mr. Jiu Feng's body. The guy is up to something! He is demolishing the entire Laughing Corpse Village and setting fire to the morgue where the Laughing Corpse is hanging!"

"Wha, what? He didn't come to kill us just now... He just went to tear down the Laughing Corpse and set fire to the morgue..." Some people were stunned and dumbfounded.

"Why did he do this?"

"What good will this do to him! Does he want to burn us to death with fire!"

Master Yan looked gloomy and ugly: "For what else? As Mr. Jiu Feng, he demolished the Laughing Corpse Village and burned the corpses in the morgue. This is tantamount to digging up other people's ancestral graves and destroying the bones of other people's ancestors." The purpose of breaking the bones and raising ashes is to put the blame on us, let us take the blame for him, and let us conflict with the veterans of Laughing Corpse Village! At the same time, we can test the true strength of those veterans!"

"Hmph, I'm afraid he still wants to kill three birds with one stone!"

"He also wanted to take this opportunity to break through and stand up again, burn the entire Laughing Corpse Village to a torch, lift the table and smash the plates, and forcefully break the game. He didn't want to be a chess piece and didn't want to be led by others, so he had to take the initiative to burn the Laughing Corpse Village. Corpse Manor, forcing us all to follow his lead!"

this……

The people present couldn't help but gasp. This man was really ruthless in his attacks. Although they could see that there was something wrong with the Laughing Corpse Village, they had no plans to fight the Laughing Corpse Village to the death just yet.

I never thought about demolishing the Laughing Corpse Village and burning so many corpses in one go!

At this time, Lord Yan looked at the mountain guardian and Feng Shui master solemnly, clasped his fists and said: "Since that person is so trustworthy and has not yet returned to his soul, then this is our last chance to seal him!"

"Please, gentlemen, please start the process as soon as possible and find the escaped corpse in time. Find the corpse and seal it before the veteran of Laughing Corpse Manor, lest he make a bigger fuss and pour all the dirty water on us!"

"If you have any assignments, please let these two gentlemen know, and all of us will fully cooperate with you!"

Without unnecessary nonsense, everyone started to work separately. Mr. Yan divided into two groups. One group went to the guest room where Mr. Jin An and Mr. Yiyun were staying to keep an eye on it to see if there was anything abnormal. The other group tried their best to help with the opening ceremony. .

After the mountain guard handed the red rope in his hand to the person next to him to hold for a while, he walked back to the ruins of the collapsed guest room and found Mr. Jiu Feng's belongings under the ruins.

Then cut a small piece of cloth from the clothes and draw a charm using the blood as a guide.

Next, he grabbed a few hay sticks from the hay bag for the camels, tied them into a little straw man, and stuffed the piece of cloth into the little straw man.

He threaded two red strings through thin needles and inserted them into both sides of the little straw man's head.

After doing all this, the mountain guard was officially ready to practice.

He raised a soul-calling bell and shook it while chanting a spell. The little straw man who fell on the ground motionless actually moved magically.

As the soul-calling bell shook over and over again, the little straw man struggled to stand up from the ground.

"There is a breath of disaster that remains after death. Although Mr. Jiu Feng has already dispersed, he died unwillingly, so there is a breath of disaster in his throat that is difficult to swallow. Although my soul-calling bell cannot summon Mr. Jiu Feng's soul, he died unwillingly. , but it can make the breath of disaster in the corpse respond."

"My corpse-raising talisman pours a large amount of yin energy into the murderer's corpse to help increase the unwillingness of the evil spirit. Since I can't deal with him with the methods in the world, then I will strengthen the evil energy, and then use the method to drive away the corpse. Human methods regain control of the murderous corpse."

"Master Yan, wherever the evil spirit in the Laughing Corpse Manor is the strongest right now is where the murderous corpse appears. You can lead people to arrest him."

After the mountain guard finished speaking, he asked the Feng Shui master to lead the others to find all the dead bodies on the ground, then cut large gaps in the corpses and continuously fed the blood of the dead into the corpse-nurturing charms painted on the ground.

At this time, Master Yan led several others, leaping from the rooftops and rushing towards the depths of the Laughing Corpse Manor where the flames were blazing into the sky.

He wanted to control the situation before the veterans found Old Man Jiu Feng.

Only by finding Old Man Jiufeng can they turn from passive to active.

At this time, the sky was filled with flames. Fueled by the night wind, the fire in the Laughing Corpse Village was like a blower running at full speed, quickly spreading to the surrounding area.

The desert has a dry climate and is full of flammable materials, making the fire even more difficult to extinguish.

What's more, this was arson!

Boom!

The old man Jiufeng with a zombie face kicked open the door of the morgue and looked at the room full of laughing corpses hanging from the beams, unable to fall to the ground after death.

He held a torch in his hand and lit these laughing corpses with an expressionless expression.

Regardless of whether it is a dragon pool or a tiger's den, he will burn this corpse cave tonight. Even if the dead people cannot fall to the ground, how can you cause trouble even if the corpse is gone?

In particular, these dead people have human ears, flesh and spirit puppets on their bodies. The Laughing Corpse Manor, which hides more than 2,000 corpses, is a source of poison. People must not take these poisonous corpses out.

Burning these poisons with a fire tonight can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.

He felt that the fire spread slowly in the morgue with only doors and no windows, so he easily kicked out several large holes in the walls. The night wind blew in, and the fire boiled in an instant.

The mummy smiling corpses hanging from the beams overhead were fluttering in the wind in the sea of ​​fire, as if these mummies that had existed for hundreds of years were still alive and struggling to survive in the sea of ​​fire.

Just when old man Jiufeng was holding a torch and was about to rush to the next morgue to set fire to it, huh?

The corpse energy in his body suddenly surged.

Caught off guard, even the Six Ding Liujia Talisman and the Five Thunder Evil Killing Talisman held by the soul could not suppress the corpse energy.

"He who is a deviant is worthy of practicing in front of me!"

The old man Jiufeng spoke for the first time. His voice was old and dry, but it also carried the masculinity and power of the mountains: "Jiazi protects my body! Jiaxu protects my shape! Jiashen protects my life! Jiawu protects my soul! Jiachen Suppress my spirit! Jia Yin cultivates my truth! Liu Jia Yang god, ward off the evil gods!"

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Laughing Corpse Village, the mountain guard's place.

The mountain guard who was opening the forum suddenly seemed to be feeling something. His expression changed, and the soul-calling bell in his hand clicked and shattered.

The little grass man on the ground burned himself without fire. The fire was not an ordinary fire, but the fire of the Yang God from the clear void. It burned along the evil energy. The Yang God flame started from the piece of cloth inside the little grass man's body. Then quickly burn along the red rope to the corpse-nurturing talisman on the ground.

When pure yang's yang fire meets extreme yin, it's like pouring hot oil into cold water, boom!

There was a loud explosion, flames flying, like thunder in winter exploding on the ground. Several people who were feeding dead people's blood into the corpse raising talisman were blown up into the sky and turned into dozens of pieces. It just happened to apply for that sentence, people Doing evil will have its own reward.

The violent heat shock wave violently blew away the altar, the mountain guard, and the rest of the people, causing serious injuries and vomiting blood.

Those red bright sun fires that splashed around, once they touched the surrounding buildings, burned quickly and spread, as if someone from heaven and earth was observing this corpse cave and wanted to turn into a torch.