The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 171: Corpse God (1)
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"吱~吱~"
The Chaos Fayuan Bell floated beside Yin Xuege, and a misty breath hung down from the mouth of the bell, turning into countless necklace-like streamers, binding the ghost mother tightly to the bell mouth so that she could not move.
The ghost mother, whose body was compressed to a radius of one foot, has completely turned into a **** worm. There is a terrible wound in her abdomen, which she has cultivated for countless years. The most important thing is the relationship. The inner alchemy containing all her supernatural powers and secret methods has been drawn out. Without the inner alchemy, she no longer had the slightest mana, just a worm who couldn't speak.
She howled in despair under the confinement of Fayuan Bell, with green tears constantly falling from the corners of her eyes.
She never dreamed that she survived the cruel war in the Void Spiritual Realm, but in this insignificant Lower Realm, in the Yuanlu World, where the average strength is thousands of times weaker than that of the Void Spiritual Realm, she was defeated. People returned to their original form.
She hadn't been beheaded yet, but she knew that the reason why Yin Xuege kept her life was to take off the carapace on her body alive. Her body is huge, and once she fully restores her body, it will be as long as a thousand miles.
With such a huge body, the carapace on her body is a treasure that has been tempered for hundreds of millions of years. As long as you take it off and refine it casually, it can become a very good defensive magic weapon. With the overall strength of Yuanlu World, once someone wears a full set of armor refined from her carapace, it can be said that it is basically an invincible Iron King Kong that cannot be killed.
Unless it is a magic weapon from the void spirit world, the top-quality magic weapons originally produced in the Yuanlu world will not be able to break through the defense of this armor at all.
"吱~吱~"
The ghost mother screamed hoarsely, she looked at Yin Xuege pitifully, her head moved slightly, showing her willingness to submit and surrender. Although the alchemy was taken away. But her intelligence is still there, given her enough time, she can still recover her cultivation. she thought. She is still valuable to Yin Xuege, with one more powerful thug. It's better than a pile of armor, right?
But Yin Xuege was unmoved. After he imprisoned the ghost mother with the usage clock, he never looked at her again, but just communicated with the huge grimace looming in the black mist.
On the other hand, Wuming approached Ling Guimu with a smile, and kept poking at her body with the Bodhi Zen stick.
"Little insect, you are so ugly. The Buddha wants to save you and let you become the Dharma Guardian Heavenly Witch in our school. Come on, at least you have to look like a real beauty to be destined, right?"
Wuming is talking nonsense here again, misinterpreting Buddhist scriptures, while the Listening Truth Beast keeps rolling its eyes.
"Bald man, bald donkey, Buddhism is vast, and it does not save people who have no predestined relationship. Does this so-called predestined relationship have anything to do with the appearance of the hairball?"
Wu Ming looked at the Listening Beast deeply, after a long time. He nodded seriously.
"Now in the entire Yuanlu world, I am the only monk who is serious about the Eight Classics. I say it has something to do with it. It does."
"Is the color of the hairball not important? Isn't it important? Listen to me, what do you think, should I recruit another mother to listen to, become a guardian animal under the Buddha's seat to pair with you, or randomly recruit a female to become a spirit? Wild dog, how about pairing with you?"
Di Ting Beast froze, he stared blankly at Wuming for a long time, and then lowered his head very deeply.
"Master Wuming is far-sighted, and this Buddhism is vast. Sure enough, he does not save people who have no predestined relationship. From my point of view, the other guardian animal under the seat of Master Wuming must be a young and beautiful mother with pure blood to be suitable."
Two shameless Buddhist scum flattered and flattered each other here, while the Nine Spirits Saint Venerable grinned. Constantly shaking his head and sighing.
In the world of the Holy Spirit, Buddhism and Taoism stand side by side, controlling the right to speak in the world of the Holy Spirit. Many Buddhist Buddhas, Buddhas, are all compassionate and profound in Zen. They are truly virtuous and eminent monks. But the two guys in front of me, the foundation of Buddhism in the Yuanlu world, must rely on them to inherit the mantle and carry it forward?
"Buddhism has no bright future, alas, that is so kind, infinite heavenly deity!"
Ji Shou, the Saint of the Nine Spirits, bowed to the sky, then opened his mouth, and swallowed the inner alchemy that had just been dug out from the belly of the ghost mother, and still had some colorful bodily fluids in it. He is a demon cultivator himself, and he doesn't pay much attention to what he eats. As soon as this inner alchemy enters his stomach, it immediately exerts its due effect.
Seeing that the energy of Saint Jiuling became more and more abundant, his complexion became better and better, and his energy and energy soared a lot. His belly groaned like thunder, and suddenly the Holy Lord of Nine Spirits opened his mouth, and a dozen turtle eggs spewed out from his mouth one after another.
Yin Xuege looked back in astonishment, Wuming and Diting were so frightened that they jumped out of the distance.
Taoist Fengwu, who was instructing his subordinate tree demon to kill the fleeing black ant-men one by one, was so scared that he fell headlong from the cloud. He stared at the pale-faced Saint Nine Spirits with wide eyes, and screamed.
"Old Turtle, you are wrong... Although this inner alchemy can strengthen your ability to reproduce offspring, but you...you can't lay eggs by yourself. This, this is the matter of those turtle women in your room, Why did you overtake the kitchen?"
Nine Spirits Holy Master was so frightened that his face paled. His legs softened, and the majestic demon ancestor-level figure from the Holy Spirit Realm actually sat down on the ground in fright. He looked at the dozen or so tortoise eggs that were boiling hot and steaming in front of him, and suddenly howled hoarsely.
"This deity is out of a ghost, my god, my god, this **** ghost mother, her inner alchemy, is, unexpectedly, so...evil!"
Trapped under the Fayuan Bell, the Ling Gui mother triumphantly chirped again and again, and the chirping was full of gloating joy. There was a ferocious cold light in her crimson eyes, she stared blankly at the Nine Spirits Saint Venerable, wishing she could swallow his flesh and drink up his blood for the rest of her life.
Jiu Ling Sheng Zun was stunned for a while, then stood up, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with a gloomy face, and shook his head gently.
"Forget it, forget it, there must be gains and losses. Although the deity lays eggs by himself, it is quite indecent to spread it, but as long as our family can multiply and grow, this, this, this is not... not a bad thing Right?"
Amid the sound of 'cracking', more than a dozen turtle eggs cracked open at the same time, swaying, and more than a dozen little turtle demons crawled out of the turtle eggs with their muscles twisted together and walking with human power. As soon as they came out, they grabbed their eggshells and stuffed them into their mouths, swallowing them clean in two or three bites.
Each piece of eggshell was swallowed, and the bodies of these little turtle monsters swelled a little. When all the eggshells were swallowed, these little turtle monsters had grown to a height of one foot. They turned around and looked at the Nine Spirits Holy Venerable, and then they prostrated themselves and bowed to him, calling him 'father' over and over again.
There were a few 'hoo hoo' sounds, and a white cloud of water rose into the sky behind the heads of these little turtle monsters. In the water cloud, the gods and souls with a height of more than ten feet could be seen flying around and making high-pitched calls.
Jiu Ling Shengzun looked at the spirits behind the heads of these little turtle monsters, and suddenly couldn't help grinning.
Just like the ghost mother, he also has such a magical power. Although it is a bit unsightly for an old turtle to spit out turtle eggs, the eggs he spits out are just like the ghost mother, and new offspring can be hatched in the blink of an eye, and they are all masters who have condensed into spirits and dharmas.
Compared with the reproduction and growth of the ethnic group, what is a little loss of reputation?
Jiu Ling Shengzun was pregnant with Da Chang, he hurried to these little turtle monsters, patted their bodies lovingly, and helped them up one by one.
"It's interesting."
In the black mist, the huge grimace sighed faintly.
"It's just that this old tortoise is different from that old worm. The worm can reproduce tens of thousands of eggs at a time and hatch countless offspring. But the reproduction of the turtle clan is still not as good as that of the bugs, hey... it's better than nothing."
Yin Xuege turned around and looked at the grimace carefully.
Huang Pu Xiongqi and others, Yin Xuege saw with his own eyes back then, was dragged into the Black Mist Youshen Valley by this grimace.
Now Huangpu Xiongqi and the others turned into Flying Yashas are all suspended in the black mist, clustered in front of this huge grimace. In addition to these masters of the most holy method, other ancestors of the Huan Dynasty, such as You Wuyou, also turned into flying Yashas, standing silently in the black mist.
Obviously, these masters of the gang were also attacked by this grimace at some point, and transformed from a living person into a zombie Yaksha abruptly.
The huge grimace also widened its dazed eyes, looking up and down at Yin Xuege.
Looking at each other for a long time, the huge grimace sighed slowly and said something.
"In the past, the Japanese sect encountered a catastrophe. At that time, the head teacher gave up the opportunity of reincarnation, burned the primordial spirit, and moved the last root of the sect to this ghostly place where the sun has never been seen. It has been countless years, countless years~IndoMTL .com~ This seat has finally re-cultivated, and gathered a little bit of the wisdom of those demon cubs, and was trying to find a few ways to attract a few inheritance disciples who are suitable for this practice, and unexpectedly encountered such an interesting thing.”
"Oh? Senior?"
Yin Xuege asked this huge grimace curiously with her hands behind her back.
"You can call me, Corpse God. This face is the incarnation outside the body of this seat, and it is also the phantom transformed by the last restriction in the core area of our door. It doesn't matter. As for the body of this seat, it is still in this canyon. Deep sleep, junior, if you have the guts, would you dare to come down and meet me?"
The huge grimace narrowed its eyes and sighed slowly.
"If you don't dare to come down, then there is nothing to say. I don't bother to cooperate with those who have no courage."
"But if you dare to come down, maybe this seat can give you some additional benefits. For example, your body seems to be dominated by the vitality of green wood, but you are trying to make the vitality of the five elements achieve harmony and unity. " Balanced state?" (to be continued)
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