I saw that at the lower end of the half of the corpse held by the fox half-fairy, there were many strip-like tissues for some reason. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThose tissues are not supposed to exist in the human body, they are completely foreign. Moreover, they did not lose their vitality with Sun Changkong's death, but became more and more active, desperately stretching towards Sun Changkong's other body.

Obviously, the fox half-fairy hadn't realized this yet, but the Begonia Fairy was quick to react, and pulled the other party over, and kicked Sun Changkong's body aside, face down, lying in a pool of blood.

In this way, the fox half-fairy joined the ranks of the view, and the expressions of the two were almost identical, all of them opened their mouths wide and stared hard, not wanting to miss any of the scenes.

"How can this child's body be so weird, that people can still move after death. Could it be that he is the legendary walking corpse?"

The walking corpse mentioned in the mouth of the fox half-fairy is actually the so-called zombie in the folk. The birth of these aliens often has to cooperate with the harsh conditions such as the right time, place and people, and all of them are indispensable. And when the walking corpse is generated, it is often accompanied by the appearance of celestial phenomena, such as strong winds, such as torrential rain, such as flying snow in June, such as flying fire meteors. But they were here just now, and there was no strange phenomenon happening, so what was wrong with Sun Changkong's body?

"Look!"

When the begonia fairy exclaimed, her body couldn't help but retreat. Seeing the other party retreating, the fox half-immortal also took a few steps back. But when he looked over the clearing in front of him again, his jaw was about to drop.

Sun Changkong actually stood up.

His body was still in a state of separation from top to bottom, but because of those tentacles, the lower half of his body, which had fallen to the ground, stood directly on the ground. With the help of its support, the tentacles lifted the other half of the body into the air, trying to help it return to its position. However, although these tentacles are agile and mobile, they also have visual organs, so it is not known whether the half of the body has reached its original position. As a result, Sun Changkong's corpse became a terrifying creature like a sea snake, and it was impressively presented in front of the two.

The Begonia Fairy didn't look at the fox half-fairy, and said dumbfoundedly: "This kid, is he still alive?"

The fox half-immortal swallowed his saliva, and said in a trembling voice: "It should be dead! With such an injury, you can't live if you want to!"

"So, standing in front of us is ......" The Begonia Fairy deliberately lengthened the tail note and asked the other party to pick it up. But the fox half-immortal did not respond for a long time.

Because he was too frightened to speak.

"Run!"

After the fox half-fairy dropped the word, he turned his head and rushed towards the bamboo forest behind him. And the Begonia Fairy looked at his embarrassed figure and didn't take action. She wanted to go, too, but her legs were no longer at her disposal.

"Coward, how did I fall in love with you!"

After the Begonia Fairy scolded the air, she couldn't help but turn around again. The strange creature was still there, under the control of those disgusting tentacles, Sun Changkong's upper body floated in the air, like a wandering spirit and a flying head, exuding a strange aura on his body.

Now, she doesn't feel scared. The Begonia Fairy found a line of scrawled blood on the ground. Judging from the location, it should be Sun Changkong's last words before he died. Out of curiosity, she adjusted her body to the right position so that the blood word was just in front of her eyes. But at this moment, a message like a haze immediately hung over his head.

"The Demon World is coming again, be careful!"

The Begonia Fairy looked at the six blood words, and couldn't help but be surprised, and one scene after another appeared in his mind. Although there are no rules for these images, it can be seen that these are human tragedies, and the living hell is on earth. It is said that people are about to die, and their words are also good. What impact will these words left by Sun Changkong with his last effort have on the world?

"Tick, tick!"

A trace of coldness slapped on his face, and then flowed down his neck to his clothes, making people shiver. It's the coldest time of the year, and spring is coming soon.

But now the mood of the Wang Dao people is like the weather in Sanjiu, extremely cold and lifeless.

He was actually betrayed by his beloved disciple, who once regarded him as his own child, and sent him to this dungeon with his own hands and handcuffed him.

"Sanfat, why are you doing this?"

The still undead King Daoist stared into the darkness ahead and softly called out the other party's name. Although he couldn't see it, he was very sure that the other party was still there, and he hadn't left an inch.

After a long time, there was movement in the space opposite, and it was an extremely suppressed sigh. Wang Daoren suddenly felt that the other party had matured a lot all of a sudden, and it turned out that under the seemingly cynical round face, there were so many things on his mind. It seems that he is still not competent as a master!

"Three fat, come here, let's have a good talk. ”

Wang Daoren's words were finally recognized by the other party, and from time to time a slightly bloated figure appeared in front of him. When I looked up, I saw that the other party was actually wearing a mask.

A blank mask that leaves only the eye position.

Obviously, the other party didn't want others to recognize him, but Wang Daoren, who had been with him for many years, had already recognized it at a glance, and the masked man in front of him was his apprentice Sanfat.

"San Fat, tell Master quickly, where did you and Gao Yanfei go after leaving Ascending City that day?"

The masked man looked at him and said nothing. Then, he took out a piece of grass from the grass in his hand that was still steaming, and put it in the other person's mouth.

Wang Daoren hadn't eaten for two days, and when he finally saw the food, he didn't even think about it, and chewed it directly. While eating in his mouth, he secretly said in his heart: It seems that the three fat people have a good conscience and have a play. After feeding his stomach, Wang Daoren continued, "Is there any water? “

I only heard the person inside the mask suddenly say: "Childe only said that he gave you food, and he didn't tell you what to drink, I can't." ”

Wang Daoren immediately became angry and scolded loudly: "Did you kid let the donkey kick the stupid brain, did I speak effectively, or did the young man speak effectively." ”

"Childe, of course. The three fats said without thinking.

At this time, the royal road people are completely gone. Feeling that the scolding was not pleasant, he began to spit, and if he could, he actually wanted to drown the masked man alive with saliva.

"Oh, I'm still a child! I think it's just a milky little ghost. You let me down, I'm going to fight him alone. ”

The masked man was still indifferent, and then said, "No, Childe said, I must protect you." ”

Wang Daoren sneered: "Do you think I am doomed?"

Mask Human: "Yes. ”

Immediately, the many chains that bound Wang Dao Ren rang out, he was struggling, shaking desperately, he wanted to free himself from these damn shackles, he had to tell Fang Xishi what he had seen before.

"Don't waste any more energy, you can't find these chains with your cultivation. ”

As he spoke, the masked man had another slender cross-shaped key in his hand. The shape of the key is very peculiar, and on it is actually a half-human, half-snake woman winding and circling. In an instant, he seemed to think of something, but he couldn't grasp the key point for a while, so he couldn't pick out useful information from his memory. However, at this moment, the masked man said again:

"I can put you down. ”

When Wang Daoren heard that there was a play, he couldn't help but say proudly: "This is about the same!"

"I have one condition, though. "The mask is humane.

"On what terms?"

"Join us!"

"What? Do you think I'm crazy when I join you? Although I don't know what the idea of that person named Na Baichuan is in his heart, judging from this formation, the things involved must be very large. ”

The mask is humane: "Don't toast, don't eat, eat and drink." Join us now, there's still a chance. Otherwise, when the prince reigns in the world, all opponents will be turned to dust and ashes. ”

Wang Daoren sneered: "Hehe, three fat, I haven't seen you for a few days, I didn't expect your kung fu to improve a lot in cutting cattle!"

"Squeak!"

The door to the dungeon suddenly opened, and footsteps followed. Wang Daoren seemed to see the nemesis in her life, not only did she stop talking, but even her breathing became much calmer, as if she was afraid that the other party would find out. But at this moment, a man's voice came again in the darkness: "Okay, you go down!"

The masked man was so respectful at the sound that he didn't even hesitate for a moment before he plunged back into the darkness and disappeared. The person who had just entered had already emerged from the darkness in a few steps and appeared in the dim light of the fire. For a moment, Wang Daoren became speechless, because he found that this person was extremely familiar to him.

"Fire Hair, how could it be you!"

That's right, it's the Fire Bearded Daoist, the master who once almost killed Sun Changkong's Zhang Wangyuan. But for some reason, at this time, his iconic red beard actually became extremely black, and the whole person seemed to be dozens of years younger.

Looking at Wang Daoren's stunned expression, the fire-haired Daoist was very satisfied, he nodded, looked at him with the cold expression he had in the fairy garden in the past, and said, "Wang Rushui, I didn't expect us to meet here, it's really not easy!"

Wang Daoren snorted coldly and shot back: "Hehe, I'm also very surprised, how can a fire-haired Daoist who has always been stubborn and self-serving be subservient to others and be made by others?

The fire-haired Daoist immediately said, "Just that Nabaichuan, hehe, he is not enough to make me surrender." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly had a key in his hand, and in a few clicks, he found the chains on the king's man. When he was free again, he did not feel a trace of relief, but a burst of lightning and thunder rose in his heart, as if something ominous was about to happen.