These are extraordinary times. Those who come are not kind and those who are good will not come!
She must be very careful.
"Li Tu, a common man, has come to see the general. The common people have been ordered by the angry king to come and get the precious medicine 'Heavenly Blood Spiritual Liquid'." The man in blood robe knelt on one knee, respectfully and with a sincere expression.
"The Angry King?" Qingyu's words were first full of disbelief and wariness of this strange boy, and then slowly a trace of hope arose.
"Is there any token to prove it?" Qingyu asked.
Li Tu took out a jade pendant from his arms, with the word "anger" engraved on it, which was daunting.
"This is the personal jade pendant bestowed upon me by the angry king."
Qingyu nodded excitedly, his beautiful eyes suddenly filled with hope, and his usually cold face became charming and fiery due to excitement.
"Get up quickly, where is King Nu now? Why did she send you here?" Qingyu stretched out his jade hand and helped Li Tu up.
"General, the matter is urgent. Now is not the time for small talk. Let's talk in detail while we are on our way. I have a way to help you find King Nu." Li Tu said anxiously.
Qingyu couldn't help but immediately ordered, "Let's go!"
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The crowd walked all the way, and under the protection of the Taoist Master's soul, they passed through the bloody dark corridor without anyone noticing.
Looking at the blood stains on the wall and on the boy's body, Qingyu's heart felt slightly heavy.
Only then did she realize how difficult it was for the young man to persevere along the way. It must have been a difficult and bloody journey.
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The iron tool was inserted into the rock, and Li Tu crawled step by step in the deep cave.
Li Tu jumped up first.
The first thing he saw was Mo Ao, who was waiting aside with a pale face.
Suddenly, a chill climbed up his spine. In this extremely hot weather, Li Tu looked at Mo Ao, his back felt cold, his scalp was numb, his hair stood on end, his heart was pounding with fear, and his whole body was about to explode.
Mo Ao shrugged, his face as pale as a ghost, and he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Hey hey hey, these brainless iron corpses will only look for people on the ground to kill... Fortunately, I was wandering in the city and found
Something is wrong, hum. Now it seems like I caught a big fish! What a good luck!"
"As a disciple of the faceless and sinister commander, I should be my master and suppress all enemies!"
"Go to hell!" Li Tu bent down like a full bow, jumped suddenly, and the death knife exploded out with the chain.
"Hmph, what a small trick!"
Mo Ao's third eye was split between his eyebrows. The blood inside was as red as an abyss, which could not be looked directly into, and was full of weirdness.
When the bloody light from the Demonic Eye shone, Li Tu felt like the world was spinning, his body was numb, he couldn't move, and his mind was even a little unclear.
Li Tu almost knelt on the ground. He looked at Mo Ao as if he saw a god far away in the nine heavens. It was emitting golden light and could not be looked at directly. Li Tu said foolishly, "Greetings to Grandmaster Mo Ao! Greetings to Grandmaster Mo Ao!"
Taoist Master Zihuo shouted: "My good disciple, it's dangerous, it's extremely dangerous. Your enemy actually specializes in cultivating the soul, and has reached a level that cannot be underestimated! With your level, you can't resist it at all!"
It's too late.
In fact, without the Taoist priest's reminder, Li Tu could already feel his body lifting the death knife uncontrollably. The sharp blade was facing his head, moving bit by bit. The next moment, Li Tu's eyes
And his head is about to be pierced by himself!
Ding dong!
A jade sword came and knocked away the death knife!
"Quickly go! I'll stop him!" Qingyu held a jade sword across his chest, as cold and arrogant as a fairy coming to earth.
Mo Ao's eyes were fiery, and he was blinded by desire, "Hey, hey, the fallen soldiers of the Flying Lady are really pretty. I will play with you! I will refine you into female slaves and humiliate you.
I will serve you forever and ever!"
The troops were divided into two groups, and the numb Li Tu left this place of right and wrong under the escort of more than a dozen women.
Afterwards, the group of corpses around Mo Ao were also killed. They were powerful Mao Zongs. Their bodies were covered with hair. They were agile, jumped like flying, and were invulnerable to ordinary fire. They were comparable to the fifth realm of human cultivation.
, a strong person in the soul realm.
Not only are these powerful Mao Zheng pursuing them, but there are also those iron corpses, gold corpses, and silver corpses wandering in the city... For people like Li Tu, it can be said that there are wolves in front of them and tigers in the back.
Relying on only a dozen women to deal with these huge groups of corpses, they are really difficult to defeat with four hands.
Li Tu was confused and reluctantly pointed the way. He felt that half of his body could not move, as if he had been struck by lightning. He was now like a patient having an epileptic seizure. The attack by the spirit was so strange and mysterious.
Taoist Priest Zihuo murmured to himself, "The Faceless Yin Shuai has accepted a good disciple. That boy has the talent of a high-grade divine soul that is only seen in a thousand years. Although his cultivation level is not high, the power of the divine soul is powerful.
The spirit attacks the practitioners, which is very strange and difficult to deal with. The human female general and the ladies are probably going to be unlucky. The worst result is to be captured alive... tsk tsk."
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A bloody battle!
Each of these ladies is fearless and fearless of death. They are upright and unyielding, and will even self-destruct their own cultivation to stop the zombies.
As we were about to arrive at Xunmeng Tower, we saw that the dilapidated building was wrapped in green spider silk. From a distance, it looked like a huge green cocoon, and on the cocoon, there were densely packed trees lying on it.
The iron corpses were gnawing at the spider silk crazily.
Inside the green cocoon were Ye Yuzhen, who was seriously injured, and Bai Xiaoying, whose face was pale due to excessive exertion.
Boom, boom!
Bloodthirsty every step of the way!
At this time, every step is difficult!
The last lady, her beautiful jade-like face is like a blood-stained lotus, rising out of the mud but not stained, washing clean ripples without being demonic. Her face gradually disappears in the wind, and it can no longer be held tightly.
My hands can no longer feel the temperature, it is the cold death.
At this point, all the flying ladies escorting Li Tu were wiped out.
But Li Tu, half of his body unable to move, was like a stupid idiot, sitting alone in the ruins.
His heart is as gray as death, and his heart is as stone.
Hatred, scarlet blood, sweet smiles, one picture after another flashed in his mind, and one emotion after another exploded in his heart.
…
A green spider's thread stuck to him.
Li Tu was sucked into the green cocoon.
"This is the Heavenly Blood Spiritual Liquid, I did it." Li Tu said blankly.
Ye Yuzhen's expression was startled, and then he handed the jade bottle to Bai Xiaoying beside him.
Then, she turned around and released a psychedelic mist, covering her and Bai Xiaoying. People outside the mist could not see what was going on inside.
In the blur, her clothes were half-undressed, revealing her snow-white pink back.
Bai Xiaoying's eyes were solemn, and she saw that King Nu's jade back, which was like gelatin, was penetrated by a black wound, like broken white jade porcelain.
Bai Xiaoying slowly dripped the liquid in the bottle onto the wound that was exuding poisonous gas.
This is the elixir given by the emperor in the palace. It is priceless and can cure all poisons in the world.
Little by little, the hideous wound slowly healed.
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Outside the mist, the defense of the green cocoon was finally torn to pieces by the iron corpse outside.
Countless iron corpses screamed and attacked Li Tu.
The claws of a golden corpse were about to touch Li Tu's hair.
rub!
The golden corpse was like an ice sculpture, unable to move.
All the iron corpses seemed to have their bodies frozen, suppressed by a powerful aura.
In this city, the arrogant and arrogant king's aura soared straight into the sky, which was the power of the angry king.
In the military camp outside the city gate.
An Zhongshan was shocked by the surging kingly energy, and then he showed the strong unwillingness of a loser.
Damn it, if Ben had acted sooner, maybe...
An Zhongshan's face was dark yellow, he picked up his weapons, mounted his mount, and led hundreds of generals.
"The army attacks the city!"
"The army attacks the city!"
"The army attacks the city!"
"Military orders are like mountains!"
Half a million cavalry, mighty and mighty, running like a thunderous line.
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"Go rescue the female general in Tsing Yi first." Li Tu said anxiously.
"I understand, leave the rest to me."
The angry king was exuding divine light, dressed in white clothes and carrying a snow-white straight long sword. He was moving forward with the momentum of a dragon.
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Rat Mansion.
The bodies of women were smashed one after another.
A strange flush appeared on Mo Ao's face, but he saw that he was stepping on the snow-white back of a lady, and looked viciously at the woman in green holding a jade sword on the wall, struggling to hold on.
Her green clothes were extremely torn.
One of Qingyu's arms was twisted into a twisted shape, which was terrifying. Her thighs were seriously injured and stained with blood, as if they were scratched by the sharp claws of the iron corpse. Presumably, her thighs were as white as jade.
There must be fresh wounds on the snow-white body, like a piece of snow-white cracked porcelain that is broken into pieces, fragile and pitiful.
"Kneel down, kneel down for me, stab yourself to death!" Mo Ao yelled crazily, as if he was crazy, and his soul attacks like a tide.
Qingyu felt powerless again.
With only one arm left, she held the jade sword uncontrollably and stabbed herself fiercely. This was the strangeness of the divine attack, which made people unable to control and defend themselves, and filled her with a strong sense of powerlessness.
Qingyu's eyes were cold and her expression was as cold as jade. She decisively twisted her other arm into a twisted shape, thus abolishing her martial arts.
"Damn stinky woman, your bones are really hard. It's your pride to die in my hands!" Mo Ao looked arrogant and arrogant. As he spoke, he pulled out the gorgeous jewelry inlaid with countless jewels around his waist.
Sword.
Because he majored in Shenhun and was not very used to swordsmanship, he looked a little awkward when holding the sword.
However, it is easy to stab an immobile female general in green.
The sword edge has reached her throat!
Mo Ao likes to torture people, especially women. He likes to see the despair and begging of these beautiful things in their final struggle, like an injured and helpless kitten.
But this severely injured woman is different, very different!
Even though the blade of the sword was touching her snow-white neck, her eyes were still calm, just like the water in a lake, calm and calm.
It seems like...Ignoring him!!
Anger, indescribable flames of anger rushed into my heart!
You, how dare you ignore me?!
You are going to die!!
"Ahhh! Die!" Mo Ao had a very dark experience in his childhood. He was bullied and ignored by many people. Once he gained power, he became so extreme, terrifying, tortured and bloody.
Rub rub!
The sword energy is like a dragon! Coming from afar!
The violent sword energy tore the gorgeous and impractical sword into pieces. The rolling sword energy wrapped around thousands of sword fragments and stabbed the unsuspecting Mo Ao fiercely.
boom!
Mo Ao retreated suddenly, his face was horrified and turned the color of pig liver.
Who is it?!
Such violent sword energy!
This reminded him of something that must never happen.
Mo Ao turned his head stiffly and slowly, and saw a woman in white standing in front of the gate of the dilapidated mansion. She held a folding knife, her black hair was flowing freely, her thin lips, and her eyebrows were like the distant mountains in the rain.
In this dark and heavy smoke, she is as beautiful as a picture scroll.