A suffocating black aura spread from Po Meng's body.
The surrounding blood-red woods quickly withered the moment they came into contact with this aura, and the ancient trees in the sky were robbed of their vitality in an instant.
"run!"
Xu Tongtong tightened his grip, grabbed Lilith's arm and ran back. Chang Wugu and Gao Zhuo separated to the left and right and rushed in the other direction.
Facing the righteous god of the underworld like Meng Po, the gap is so huge that it can no longer be changed with any other elements. One can escape one by one without even thinking about counterattack.
"Hey, it's not that easy to run away. None of you can run away today."
Zhou Mu looked around and knew that he was no match for Xu Tong and Lilith. Moreover, Grandma Meng didn't seem to want them to interfere, so he simply patted his brother Xia Yan on the shoulder: "Brothers, the hunting has begun!"
After that, the five brothers split into two groups, and Zhou Mu led one brother and chased Gao Zhuo.
Xia Yan, on the other hand, led two other brothers to hunt down Xiang Chang Wuxue.
"Shashasha..."
Two figures in the bushes ran forward one behind the other, and Xu Tong looked behind him from time to time.
There was no sign of Po Meng, and it seemed that she was not chasing her.
But one after another, the blood trees were quickly withering at the pace of the two of them.
"Kid, why are you running away? I still liked you when you were in Taocheng and were high-spirited."
Po Meng's voice would appear in Xu Tong's ears from time to time, as if she was beside him.
"Bah, I didn't know you were so shameless."
Xu Tong spat and cursed.
Facing Xu Tong's curse, Meng Po was not angry at all. She rode on the back of the big green ox and followed Xu Tong slowly.
Po Meng had thought clearly on the way here that it was almost impossible for this kind of native soul to appear again, unless this kid's parents were native souls, which would be even more incredible.
If this is really the case, then this boy's parents are either ancient gods, or there is another possibility, this boy's parents are the gods of death!
But if it is an ancient god, then this boy must have the mark of the god on his body.
But he didn't notice it.
Therefore, the greater possibility is that this boy's parents may be the God of Death.
Reminiscent of the fact that one of the dead gods who escaped from the underworld many years ago seemed to be pregnant, Po Meng felt more and more that the latter was more likely.
If he is really the descendant of the God of Death, then it would be even more interesting. Maybe this kid is the key to unlocking the mystery of the God of Death.
This is what Po Meng really wants.
However, she was not in a hurry to take action, because Xu Tong's luck had not yet reached rock bottom, but it was not much different. As long as he continued to move forward, his luck would deteriorate faster the further he went.
Riding on the big green ox, Po Meng's eyes seemed to see through the future. Withered blood trees appeared in her turbid eyes. Large tracts of trees were completely withered, and bright red leaves fell down. Xu Tong was like
He fell into the blood-red leaves, his chest was cut open, and there was no more life left...
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"Hahahaha, run, keep running!"
The wild laughter on the other side echoed in the forest, and two lights and shadows like sparks were seen rushing through the forest.
Zhou Mu waved his riding whip and aimed at Gao Zhuo, who was performing the Earth Escape Technique, and struck him with the whip.
The long whip exploded like a dragon, cracking the ground in front of him, and a soft force was transmitted to the earth, making Gao Zhuo feel like he had been hit by an old fist, even though he had the body of a yaksha.
, and grimaced in pain.
"Don't come out yet!"
Seeing that Gao Zhuo still refused to come out, Zhou Mu kept swinging the long whip in his hand, one whip after another. With each blow, the soft power of the whip spread to the earth, causing the soil in front of him to crack.
"Son of a bitch!"
Gao Zhuo endured the severe pain, cursed secretly, and suddenly noticed the dense tree stems in the soil in front of him. His heart suddenly moved and he rushed towards the place where these tree stems were densely packed.
As soon as I burrowed inside, I felt that once the force of the riding whip hitting the ground touched these tree stems, most of the force was immediately absorbed.
This discovery made Gao Zhuo burst into laughter, and he simply continued to rush inside.
"Huh??"
Zhou Mu, who was riding on Ban Bao's colt, saw this and saw that Gao Zhuo's aura seemed to disappear in front of him. He suddenly became very angry and said, "You want to run, but you can run!"
As he spoke, Zhou Mu patted the brocade bag on his waist, and saw six small flags flying out of the brocade bag. Each of these six small flags had a different color. There were Zhou, Zhou, Xia, Shao and Wu on them respectively.
, Sun, six characters.
These six characters respectively correspond to the names and taboos of the six palace owners of Fengdu Liutian Palace.
Zhou Mu made a gesture with his fingers, and suddenly six small flags fluttered without wind, turning into six strange lights and leaping into the sky. Then under Zhou Mu's control, the six flags waved, and for a moment there was lightning, thunder, thunder, and fire.
A strange dark wind came, blowing the forest in front of me into ashes in an instant.
"I want you to hide?? Today I will turn you into slag!"
A sinister smile appeared on Zhou Mu's face. Wu Jue on the side showed some worry when he saw this, and reminded in a low voice: "Brother, this is not good, this is Taozhi Mountain after all."
"What the hell, I'm not setting fire to the mountain and destroying this forest. How can Shentu convict our brothers? The worst is to go to the old man and file a complaint against us."
The old man Zhou Mu spoke of was naturally the Great Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin.
They are confident because of the care of this old man. Even if they cause any trouble, they can continue to dissipate with just a word from the old man.
After hearing what Zhou Mu said, Wu Jue also felt that he was right.
When he joined in, he and Zhou Mu controlled the six small flags. As the six small flags twisted, one after another, the sky fire fell and hit the ground in front of them.
Now Gao Zhuo, who was hiding in the soil, was miserable. The soaring high temperature around him made him feel like he was in a furnace.
"It's over, it's over!"
Just when Gao Zhuo felt that he was certain to die this time, a tree stem suddenly poked out of the soil, grabbed Gao Zhuo's ankle, pulled hard, and pulled Gao Zhuo deep into the soil.
When Gao Zhuo came to his senses, he realized that he had been pulled into a huge cave.
Surrounded by dense vines, these vines extend in all directions along the gaps in the cave, and it is unknown where they lead.
But the source of these roots and stems all converge on this weird big tree in front of them.
Gao Zhuo stepped forward and took a closer look, and saw that the big tree was actually densely packed with faces of men and women.
"The old monster with a thousand faces?"
Gao Zhuo remembered what King Blackwater had said before, his heart moved, and he suddenly became alert.
"Kakakaka..."
The tree body was seen shaking slightly, and the face on the bark twisted year by year, turning into a huge face.
There were no eyes on the face, and the empty eye sockets stared at Gao Zhuo. His mouth twisted and made a harsh voice: "Help me, I don't want to die!"
Hearing this, Gao Zhuo was startled, stretched out his hand and scratched his head: "Shall I help you??"
"I don't want to die!"
The thousand-faced old monster roared again.
He also suffered from bad luck for eight lifetimes. When someone sits at home, disaster comes from heaven.
Who did I offend by staying here? As a result, each of the masters who came was more terrifying than the last.
He was called the Thousand-Faced Monster by the King of Blackwater, precisely because he had these blood trees as his avatar, and he could sense any corner at will.
Even if one or two blood trees are destroyed, there is no need to worry.
But now, what was destroyed was not just one or two.
Not to mention Zhou Mu and others, the most terrifying thing was Po Meng, who corroded everything along the way and withered large areas of blood trees, which almost killed him.
If they continue to struggle, they may be unable to hold on even before Xu Tong and others are finished.
“How can I help you?? I can’t protect myself now??”
Gao Zhuo opened his palms, looking helpless.
As soon as he said these words, he suddenly felt a tightness in his ankle. Looking down, he saw tree roots suddenly wrapped around his body.
"Help!"
The thousand-faced old monster whispered, and more and more vines began to wrap around it.
"Hey, how do you want me to help you?"
Gao Zhuo wanted to struggle but it was too late. He could only watch helplessly as the vines tried to wrap him up into a rice dumpling.
"Take me away and use your body to make soil for me!"
As the Thousand-faced Old Monster said, he pulled Gao Zhuo closer to him. The thick tree trunk began to twist and tear, and bright red buds emerged from the tree.
He doesn't have much time left. Po Meng won't consider his life or death at all. She is even worse than an ant in front of Po Meng.
If you want to survive, you must escape, but it is just a tree after all, and its body cannot move at all, let alone like the plum fairy, who can move its body at will.
So the Thousand-faced Old Monster came up with a way to use Gao Zhuo's body as soil, parasitize on his body, turn it into his own puppet and take him away from here. This is like pulling himself out of the soil.
Just like in a mobile flower pot.
This method was not a temporary idea of the Thousand-Faced Monster, but a method that had been thought of a long time ago.
But this is the land of the underworld. Although he is rooted not far from the gate of hell, all the people who come in from the gate of hell are ghosts. How can there be any flesh and blood that can be used as his flower pot?
Who would have thought that there is no end to the road, and when one's life or death is at stake, a flower pot will come to his door. How could the Thousand-Faced Monster let go of this opportunity?
"Fresh flesh and blood!"
The granulation sprouts poked out one after another, and the sharp barbs on them were as sharp as sharp knives, piercing into Gao Zhuo's flesh and blood without any hindrance, then piercing the muscle layer and piercing the blood vessels and arteries.
Feeling the vigorous life breath on Gao Zhuo's body, the Thousand-faced Old Monster almost screamed with excitement.
It's been thousands of years, and no living person has ever appeared here. He can only absorb the ghosts and ghosts that break into this place.
But now that the fresh flesh and blood is right in front of it, it can't help but tremble with excitement. The roots greedily swallow the blood from Gao Zhuo's body. It has never tasted the taste of human blood. This is simply the most delicious taste in the world.
Gao Zhuo was still struggling at first, but when he saw this guy sucking his own blood, his expression gradually became weird, so he simply stopped struggling and frowned as he watched this guy suck his own blood vigorously.
"You agreed??"
Sensing that Gao Zhuo was no longer struggling, the Thousand-Faced Monster was quite happy, thinking that Gao Zhuo was just thinking about it.
Gao Zhuo didn't say anything when he heard this, but nodded weakly.
This time the Thousand Faced Monster was even more rude, and more and more shoots began to burrow into Gao Zhuo's flesh and blood.
"Don't worry, I won't erase your will. If you take me with you, I can give you more power!"
These sprouts quickly pierced Gao Zhuo's flesh and blood, even crushing the bones in Gao Zhuo's body, and then re-weaved new bones for him. This process was naturally worse than death.
But Gao Zhuo didn't feel any pain at all, he just watched the Thousand Faced Monster's every move with cold eyes.
Time passed minute by minute.
When he realized that Gao Zhuo had become his perfect flowerpot, the Thousand Faced Monster finally stopped his movements and let out a harsh, sinister laugh: "I lied to you, you should leave such a good body to my control."
As he spoke, wisps of red light were injected into Gao Zhuo's body along the buds.
However, instead of showing any sign of anger, Gao Zhuo stared coldly at the Thousand-Faced Monster in front of him. It wasn't until the Thousand-Faced Monster felt that something was wrong that he heard Gao Zhuo slowly say: "How dare you drink zombie blood like this?"
, you are the bravest person I have ever seen!"
“Zombie blood??”
The Thousand-Faced Monster was startled, and sure enough, he quickly discovered that the fleshy sprouts connected to Gao Zhuo's body were gradually turning black.
"A drop of zombie blood, a thousand-year poison, old man, you are considered lucky!"
A ferocious smile appeared on Gao Zhuo's face, and his originally rosy face gradually began to turn white, revealing Yaksha's true self.
"Ahhh!"
The Thousand-Faced Monster screamed instantly, frantically trying to cut off the roots connected to Gao Zhuo's body.
How broken is the Thousand-Faced Monster’s heart at this moment??
Um……
It's like Zhang San dragged Li Si into the cornfield and wanted to forcefully have sex with Li Si. In the end, Li Si didn't struggle and let Zhang San succeed.
But little did they know that when Zhang San was already on the highway, Li Si suddenly said: "I have AIDS!"
Now you will know how scared Zhang San feels.
The Thousand-Faced Monster is as frightened as Zhang San at this moment. Unfortunately, Zhang San may still be saved, but the Thousand-Faced Monster is not so lucky.
The corpse poison suddenly erupted and began to bite the Thousand-Faced Monster in an instant. Not only did the Thousand-Faced Monster become unable to move for a while, but even the tree roots wrapped around Gao Zhuo began to break one after another.
Suddenly, the large piece of blood wood outside began to wither, and Gao Zhuo opened his mouth and revealed his fangs: "Fool, it's my turn now!"
As he spoke, Gao Zhuo pounced forward, broke free from the restraints on his body, and began to frantically absorb the essence of the Thousand-Faced Monster from the Thousand-Faced Monster's body.
Gao Zhuo was a blessing in disguise.
Chang Wugu was in a desperate situation.
Even though he had the ability to travel through space, the Ban Baoju under Xia Yan's three seats was too fast.
This kind of one of the best mounts in the underworld has the same status as a sweaty horse in reality. When it runs, sparks flicker and it is as fast as lightning.
Each time he moved, he could only get away from Xia Yan and the others for three moments, and then they were quickly caught up.
"Hey, you still want to run!"
Seeing this, Xia Yan's three brothers took out their magic weapons one after another. Xia Yan summoned a pink skull and threw it casually, and the skull immediately flew into the air.
"Come on, come on!" The pink skeleton made a lustful sound, and Chang Wuju felt a tingling sensation all over his body, as if there were countless soft little hands playing with his body.
For a moment, there is a blur in front of my eyes, as if I have fallen into countless tender lands, and I stand there motionless for a moment.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The three Xia Yan brothers came on horseback and circled around Chang Wenzhen. Seeing the nymphomaniac look on the boy's face, they immediately laughed at each other.
Xia Yan was quite proud to introduce his treasure to the other two brothers.
"It is said that a hero has a hard time being a beauty. My pink skull is a treasure made from the souls of eighty-one sluts. No matter how you resist, you will only sink deeper and deeper!"
"Hey, that's not to give him an advantage. If you want me to chop off this guy's head, extract his soul, and let him fly away."
As Lao Liusunfu spoke, he raised the ghost-headed sword in his hand, preparing to strike Chang Wuxue with the sword.
"Oh, wait a minute!"
Seeing this, Xia Yan immediately stopped his brother, jumped off the horse, looked around Chang Wugu, with a wicked smile on his face: "Killing him like this will give him an advantage, we brothers are here
The suffering you endured on Youshan must be repaid twice as much."
As soon as Xia Yan said these words, the other two brothers couldn't help but think of the pain of all their brothers that night at Qianli Pavilion in Youshan Mountain, and they couldn't help but feel sad and angry.
“Third brother, what do you think we should do??”
The two brothers looked at Xia Yan, and saw Xia Yan walking up to Chang Wuzhen, showing a bit of a sinister smile: "Hey, Jianyang, after I knock out his soul and change his soul seal destiny, I want him to
You will be reincarnated as a prostitute and a maid from generation to generation, and you will not die a good death!"
When the two brothers heard this, they thought it was a good idea.
One of them also sighed: "Hey, reincarnation, you don't know how many good deeds and merits you have to do to enter. Otherwise, you can only wait in the city of futile death, and wait until the day when your opportunity comes before you can enter reincarnation. I think this
Don’t say you’re in vain, kid. I think he can’t even miss one of the eighteen levels of hell. If we do this, he can be considered a blessing in disguise, hahahaha!”
The three of them laughed wildly, and Xia Yan was laughing from ear to ear. But just inadvertently, when he glanced at Chang Wuzhen, Xia Yan was suddenly stunned, and saw Chang Wuxue staring at him with clear eyes.
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For a moment, Xia Yan thought he was dazzled, but the next second, Chang Wuzhen suddenly took action. The dagger originally owned by the black-armored warrior appeared in his hand, and struck Xia Yan like lightning.
This sword caught Xia Yan completely off guard. He didn't even have time to dodge, and a bloody flower was instantly sprayed out from his chest.
"ah!!"
Immediately afterwards, Chang Wuzhen flew towards Xia Yan, stabbed the dagger directly into Xia Yan's abdomen, and at the same time grabbed Xia Yan's throat with one hand.
"If you don't want me to disembowel him, don't move!"
The whole process was astonishingly fast, and even Xia Yan himself only came to his senses when Chang Wusu's fingers pinched his throat.
Looking at the dagger stuck in his abdomen, he was completely confused.
"You...are you okay??"
My pink skull is a magic weapon that cannot be spared even by the ghosts and ghosts of the underworld.
This mortal is not an expert, so how could he resist the temptation of the red and pink skull?
Chang Wuzhen squinted his eyelids, glanced at the skull still floating above his head, and sneered: "Just this thing, you still want to confuse me? What nonsense!"
"Don't do it!"
Now the faces of the other two brothers suddenly became nervous.
The two of them looked at the dagger in Chang Wugu's hand. With Chang Wugu's mortal body, it was absolutely impossible to kill Xia Yan.
But this short sword happened to fall into Chang Wugu's hand.
This is the standard dagger of the Northern Yin Demon Cavalry. It is forged with the divine iron from the foot of Fengdu Mountain. It is a divine weapon that can truly kill gods. Otherwise, even if Chang Wuju was caught by surprise, he would not be able to control it so easily.
Live in Xiayan.
"Hey!"
Seeing the two brothers throwing the rat weapon, Chang Wuji raised the corners of his lips, jumped on the Xinghuo class leopard colt with Xia Yan in his hands: "Get away, or I will take him and bury him with me!"
Hearing this, the two brothers could only keep retreating, telling Chang Wuzhen not to be impulsive: "Brother, you are still young and can live for another hundred and eighty years. You must not take the wrong path!
"
The two of them retreated, hoping that Chang Wuzhi would put Xia Yan down.
"Think clearly, I am the son of the Divine Master of Taisha Liangshi Sect Tiangong. If you kill me, my father will definitely make you unable to survive and unable to survive!"
Xia Yan's whole body was tense, fearing that Chang Wugu would actually use this sword to cut him apart: "In this way, if you let me go, I will ensure that you can return to the world smoothly. You go your way, and I will go mine."
The Naihe Bridge, let's not offend the river."
Hearing this, Chang Wuzhen did not respond. He just held the hilt of the sword with one hand and pulled up the reins with the other. He ignored Xia Yan's words and kicked the horse in the belly: "Drive!"
Immediately, Ban Baoju changed its direction and rushed deep into the woods.
"You are crazy. Don't think that if you threaten me, Grandma Meng will let you go. There is something wrong with that kid, and Grandma Meng will definitely not let him go. You are looking for death!"
Sensing Chang Wuju's thoughts, Xia Yan immediately screamed.
When they came, they heard Mrs. Meng once said that there might be a big problem with Xu Tong, and they must get to the bottom of it.
Although Po Meng didn't tell them what the problem was.
It is conceivable that it is not a trivial matter that may have caused Grandma Meng to be so aggressive.
And Xia Yan knew even more clearly that although this Grandma Meng was not a big shot in the underworld, she was someone that no one dared to offend easily. It was said that she had an empress to back her up.
Even if he was taken as a hostage, if Grandma Meng did not agree, even if Chang Wuju would kill her, his father would not dare to offend Old Lady Meng.
Thinking of this, Xia Yan had to analyze Chang Wuzhi again and again, and persuaded him with sincerity: "You finally ran out, why did you run back? Even if you kill me, you will still be unable to escape. It's not worth it."
ah."
Chang Wuzhen kicked Ban Baoju in the crotch, signaling Ban Baoju to speed up. Faced with Xia Yan's dissuasion, Chang Wuzhen seemed to feel something, raised his head, and said to himself: "It's not worth it!
"
But then I don’t know what this guy thought of, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, grinning: "But who made him my brother!"