Chapter 108: Help
Yun Zheng's face changed drastically, and he watched Liu Qinghuan being caught by a corpse general in the place where he was just now!
He stumbled, stabilized his body, and threw himself back in a hurry. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Liu Qinghuan was grabbed by the corpse general and walked towards the blood array, shaking his head at Yun Zheng who was chasing. A yellow tree heart appeared in his hand and shook it at Yun Zheng: "Go back and stay with Xuanbo and them!"
As he spoke, he had been led to the Blood Array.
A strong smell of blood rushed into his nose, and the blood cloud above the blood array continued to roll like a boil, exuding an evil aura that made people's bones tremble.
As soon as Liu Qinghuan was thrown into the blood array, a dim yellow light ran down the palm of his hand and quickly covered his whole body.
The demons that lunged at him screamed in fear, and they avoided it! Not a single demon dared to approach within three feet of him.
There was a bright red blood light in this blood array, but there was not a single corpse of the monk in sight, about all the flesh and bones were devoured by the evil spirits, and the essence blood had to be sucked into the blood cloud above the head.
As soon as Liu Qinghuan landed, the blue light flashed on his feet, and he rushed in a certain direction.
He had already seen the direction, but after a few breaths, he rushed to the other side of the blood array, rushing into the blood mist. After three more jumps, he jumped into the white mist not far away!
I only heard the corpse let out an earth-shattering roar, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the edge of the white mist, and a black ghost head flew out of his sleeve and bit Liu Qinghuan.
It's just that the ghost head looks extremely vicious, and as soon as it comes into contact with the white mist, it turns into a puff of black smoke and quickly dissipates.
The corpse was furious, and watched with hatred as the little insect burrowed into the depths of the thick white mist, and there was no trace of it.
He raised his head to the sky and howled, and his hands twisted in the air! The heads of the two corpses guarding the distance were twisted off like wrecking balls and rolled to the ground.
This was purely anger, because there were no corpses guarding the vicinity of the blood array.
The corpse stared at the white mist with gloomy eyes. This Xuanyang is angry, as soon as a ghost like him comes into contact, he will be greatly harmed, and finally turn into ashes, even if he is in the corpse realm, he can't help it.
Wait, wait until I've ruined this damn formation, and then squeeze that little bug to death with one finger.
Liu Qinghuan dived into the depths of the white mist, feeling indescribably comfortable. He took two deep breaths, only to feel that his five organs and six abdomen were wrapped in Xuanyang's vitality, infiltrated and washed, and became more vibrant.
Xuanyang is angry to Yang and pure, if a mortal takes a sip, all diseases will be eliminated and the body will be healthy. If it is a dying person, it can be rejuvenated, and it can almost achieve the great effect of the flesh and bones of the living and dead. For monks, it can also heal old wounds and cleanse the body.
Just as Yin and Yang are mutually restrictive, Extreme Yin is the birth of Extreme Yang, and Xuanyang is generally born in the land of Extreme Yin when he is angry, but he didn't think that the monks of the Four Great Sects would use this as the heart of the Taiji Yin and Yang Sealing Demon Array, which is really extremely suitable.
Xuanyang's anger is absolutely untainted by ghosts, but because the periphery is guarded by corpse generals, these monks can't get close, otherwise they all hide here, and the corpses can't help them.
So after he saw Yun Zheng being arrested, he quickly thought of this method in desperation. The blood array was only two or three zhang away from the white mist, and if it could escape into it one step before the corpse, it would be able to temporarily gain life. Fortunately, the corpse watched the play too attentively, and finally let him seize this rare opportunity.
Liu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, and lowered his head to look at his dantian. I saw several transparent tentacles stretched out from the dantian, greedily absorbing Xuanyang's vitality.
He couldn't help but slander, this wooden stick was really unexpected, he didn't expect it to be interested in Xuanyang angry.
Looking at the dantian inside, I found that the mountain of spiritual roots was more agile, but I couldn't see any effect.
There was no time to care about it for the time being, Liu Qinghuan returned to the periphery of the white fog and carefully observed the situation outside through the thick white fog.
Because of the anger of the corpses, the situation outside is even more severe. One by one, the monks were caught and thrown into the blood array, and half of the monks in the cave had already gone!
Fortunately, everyone from the Wen Shi faction finally gathered into a group and firmly hid at the back of the crowd, with Yun Zheng and Mu Yinyin among them.
But even then, death is only a matter of time. Liu Qinghuan was very anxious, he was wandering around in the white mist, trying to find a way to save him, and where could he find it.
He slowly approached the center and looked at the billowing black qi wrapped in Xuanyang's anger, which was the most yin and evil Xuanyin death qi, a place that living beings must not approach.
Liu Qinghuan had no choice, and the situation outside had changed again.
The corpse finally got tired of watching the drama and showed twelve points of impatience. As soon as he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, a man flew out of the pile, screaming miserably and being thrown into the blood array.
The monk's screams seemed to give him new pleasures, and he grabbed them with both hands, and happily grabbed them and threw them into the bloody array, laughing in the heat of great satisfaction.
Unlike corpse generals, corpses grab people from the periphery of the pile, but randomly pick one from the pile.
The monks were directly depressed, and they could have been hiding behind people to save their lives temporarily, but now they were completely left to luck to decide their life and death.
Yin Ba is one of the unlucky. He only felt that the flower in front of him had flown into the air.
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Wen Shi sent people to watch him be arrested, but there was nothing they could do.
Everyone fell into boundless despair, and many people gave up the struggle and looked like they were resigned to their fate. There are also a few people who can't bear the huge pressure and commit suicide directly.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't self-destruct during the Qi training period, I'm afraid some people would choose a more drastic way.
Suddenly, something happened!
A sharp ghost cry suddenly came from the blood-shrouded blood array, and the originally fierce and cold ghost scream all revealed a sense of extreme fear.
The corpse was startled and turned to look at the blood array. The people of the Wen Shi faction were also shocked, they saw with their own eyes that Yin Ba had just been thrown into the blood array.
I heard a loud bang! The blood array suddenly scattered and exploded, and a white light flew out of it, heading straight for the corpse.
A horrified expression appeared on the corpse's stiff face. The light was so swift that it almost blinked in front of him.
The corpse only had time to tilt its head to avoid the point.
The light swept across his left shoulder, and half of his shoulder, along with his entire arm, was wiped out as if swallowed up by space!
A deafening voice resounded throughout the cave: "Who is it!
At the same time, the people of the Wenshi sect exclaimed, "There is no Taizun!"
They were all stunned, looking at the place where the original blood array was located, Yin Ba's side, the phantom of a middle-aged man appeared, almost ecstatic.
Yin Ba turned out to be the descendant of the Empty Taizun, and there was a divine thought left by the Empty Taizun on his body!
Yin Ba cried: "Ancestor, you finally appeared, I almost died!"
Empty Taizun shouted: "Don't cry! Manly man, what does crying look like." ”
With that, he turned his head to look at the corpse.
The corpse that had been invincible before had completely changed its appearance at this time. The transfiguration of the human form disappeared completely, and his face was as white as if it had been brushed with a thick layer of white powder, and it was so white that it was dull. The fangs were ten points more hideous than the corpse's, and the only remaining hands and feet were like huge eagle claws, and the roots and sharp armor were more than a foot long.
The corpse trembled under the gaze of the Avatar Supreme, and could not move at all, even if it was just a wisp of divine thought.