(070 Ice Undead)

Most of them were reduced to a skeleton, a cold, white, lifeless skeleton soaked in water. The cold Xuanyin aura surrounds these bones, and they are also absorbing the pure yang qi between heaven and earth. When the two qi of yin and yang meet, these things also seem to have produced some kind of substance, like flesh and blood attached to these bones. It's just that these incomplete flesh and blood look even more terrifying than clean white bones.

Out of the water, the undead regained some of their vitality and began to move. Everything, wolves, foxes, wild cats, rabbits, even otters and the like. The skeletal wolves in front of it showed their still sharp canine teeth, white mist erupted from their mouths, and their eyes glowed with a faint blue glow, staring at the source of the pure yang qi that made it salivate.

Hook Pig stared helplessly at this terrifying sight with his eyes open. Fear didn't keep him awake in the slightest. Fatigue is still like a flood that bursts its banks, pouring in on its head and face, and may drown him at any moment.

"Nineteen ......" hooked the pig and pulled the nineteenth sleeve hard. But that only made her sleeve move slightly. And the words that came out of his mouth were nothing more than muffled breaths.

The quaint and shiny ink fountain hanging from the nineteenth waist gradually glowed reddish, as if it was also aware of the danger. She took it off and held it in her hand. A shiny silver cone slipped from between her fingers, and behind it was implicated a nearly invisible thread dyed red.

The sky is winding, the gold silk is the rope, the cinnabar is the ink, the silver is the cone, and the red sandalwood is the wire box. The wire box was in the shape of a sword hilt. Held in the hand of the nineteenth, it is like a strange sword with only the hilt and the tip of the sword, but the blade of the sword cannot be seen.

It's a pity that the time when the "Heavenly Machine" Pu Laojiu relied on his three magic weapons to run rampant in Shenzhou Middle Earth was five hundred years ago. Now it has long been forgotten.

Seeing this holy artifact that exuded the aura of supreme sharpness, the bone wolf led by it also paused. But after all, it couldn't stand the temptation of the pure yang aura in front of it, and with a low roar, a wolf took the lead and pounced.

The nineteenth threw the heavenly machine around, and the pure yang spirit qi swirled all over his body, and a line of silver light flashed in the air. The silver cone, like a meteor, flew up right in the eyebrows of the skeletal wolf that had swooped into the air, and hit the brain.

"The sky is around, the silver cone is broken!"

The nineteenth coquettish reprimand, and suddenly the pure yang qi like a tide poured into the silver cone head from her body along the golden silk. There was a loud bang, and the wolf's head exploded into a bright red fireball. Plasma and brains splattered all over her. The nineteenth stretched out his sleeve to wipe the blood from his eyes. These things obscured her view.

There was a commotion on the water.

The fear of exploding to death didn't deter these creatures who were already dead at all. It was the yang energy emitted by this explosion that tempted them like an irresistible delicacy. Immediately, like a moth to a fire, an overwhelming array of creatures rushed over.

Nineteen guarded her master's side, and she didn't have any fear or mood swings in the face of the endless stream of skeletal creatures in the stream. There is no fear in her divine sense, only the desire to desperately protect her master. When this group rushed in front of her, she let out a loud shout and raised the heavenly machine in her hand. The silvery, sharp cone drew a silver circle the size of ten steps around the hook pig. Touching the skeletal creature in this circle, its body shattered like tofu that had been hit.

Flesh and bones fly, rivers of blood.

The nineteenth was like a dancing sword, and the heavenly machine flew around the space within a radius of ten steps, drawing a line of fluorescent light in the air as sharp as a blade. Some of these creatures were hit by the silver cone, which exploded into pieces of flesh. There are also some gold silk dyed with cinnabar, just pulled, and suddenly the flesh and bones are cut flat, and the blood is gushing like a spring. Broken bones and blood in the air were like rain.

The qi from yin to yang to rigidity and softness converge here, and a small shallow beach by the stream has become a stone mill. Countless strange creatures poured out of the stream and into a stone mill mouth. The nineteenth hand of the heavenly machine crushed like a stone mill, turning all the flesh into blood, and then merged into the stream, dyeing a long stream red.

The Extreme Underworld Grass planted by Qin Zunyang has been growing here for five hundred years. Although this piece of land is only less than a hundred miles in circumference, it is also condensed by the immortal tree absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven, earth, mountains and seas, and I don't know how many creatures have been born here in the past five hundred years. These creatures were locked in this stream by the Yin Qi of the Extreme Underworld Grass. All it takes is a little bit of yang energy to activate them.

Although the Nineteenth Crazy Slaughter, it was only to bring the Yang Qi in these broken flesh and blood back into the stream, activating more undead creatures. These "sources of yang energy" can't leave here, and it's all in vain.

If it were a real human monk, he would have seen that such a bloody battle would not be a way to continue. But this was especially difficult for the silly nineteen. Her premise is simply to protect her master, and she doesn't have too complicated thinking. She fought bloodily for most of the hour, the bones of the undead around her were piled up, and her strength was gradually exhausted.

At this time, she had already eaten the Pure Yang Pill several times. She still couldn't realize that the pure yang qi in the Pure Yang Pill she had eaten was actually given to these entangled undead monsters. The only thing she could feel was that there were not many Pure Yang Pills, and it was impossible for her to hold on for too long. If you fall, then the master is naturally finished.

"Had to leave here with the host. The thought crossed her mind.

But there were three people who passed out on the ground. Although the other two are not the hosts, the owners have also told her that they are the same as the masters. The nineteenth frowned. This caused a huge distress to her. There's no way she's going to take all three of them away at the same time. And if she takes any of them, the other two are certain to die.

She made her choice right away. Everything comes first with the owner. It's not that she won't save her when she sees death, but that Park Laojiu set him like this. When it's time to choose, she never hesitates.

She carried the hook pig on her back and secured him with her belt.

Although the nineteenth figure is petite, it has a lot of strength. She is the essence of the fairy tree, and her body is filled with Aoki aura. And the hook pig is thin, much lighter than the tall Song Ruhai and the strong wood.

Hook Pig's mind is in a state of half-asleep and half-awake confusion. But his feelings were clear about the undead creatures with fangs and claws flying around him. And the nineteenth hair and fragrant shoulders are next to his face, which is not confused at all.

Night is still night. The night here has not changed at all with the passage of time. Since the moon and stars are not the moon and stars in the original sense, it is likely that the night color is also the same. Hook Pig thought worriedly in a daze that there might be no day at all on this floor, only night.

He had hoped that the Nineteenth would hold out until dawn, so that the daytime sun would make these Yin things retreat, or at least lose the crosshairs of the Yang energy in their bodies.

"Boss...... The third ......" hooked the pig and made a faint sound in his mouth. Of course, the nineteenth was completely inaudible. Even if she heard, the situation would not change in any way.