Chapter 13: You keep cheating me, the corpse king’s six marrows can give birth to a son
"Ah, oh~"
"game over!"
As the Dragon Fusion Realm dissolved from all directions, a helpless voice came from the Yin Ling Coffin.
At this moment, everyone could see that Master Shou never believed that the person he trampled to death in the first place was Nian.
He just waited and waited until the last moment, until the real intention was slightly negligent, and then he took it down.
"What if Nian was not negligent?"
The onlookers were not stupid. When this question flashed through their minds, they basically had the answer.
I'm afraid that Master Shou may clear out everyone in order to uncover the hidden thoughts here!
"Okay, you win, Xu Xiaoshou."
The Yin Ling coffin moved a few steps like a stiff maggot. Yue Gongli did not dare to come out, but applause rang out from inside:
"According to the rules, Zhou Tiancan's God's Fate Star is yours, and I will never touch it again."
"Of course, after killing Nian, you can't kill me again."
"You know, it was her who wanted to assassinate you just now. I just came to save her, but in the end I couldn't save her... Even when you punched and kicked me just now, I didn't fight back. I'm a good... no
, I am also a bad person..."
Xu Xiaoshou put away his sword and looked quietly at the noisy Yin Ling Coffin.
Very outrageous.
The defense of this thing is too high.
The Raging Titan swung and swung so hard, but it couldn't be beaten badly.
According to Yue Gongli, with this thing in his hand, he is destined to be unable to break through his defense?
"A fusion of multiple ancestral powers..."
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes flashed. He had been beating for so long, but he could smell some of the various powers on the Yin spirit coffin.
Is it possible to use the power of ancestral origin as a defense? Is the only way to become an extreme giant and punch it?
Or...
Passive punch?
"Passive fist (charge value: 44%)."
It had been a long time since he had delivered such a hearty punch, and it had reached a point where he didn't know what effect it would have. Xu Xiaoshou was a little itchy.
At the same time, across a coffin, Yue Gongli seemed to be aware of the approaching danger, and his voice was no longer childish, but more pleading:
"Everyone is watching. I am a semi-saint and cannot be insulted. Please let me go. I really know the eight masters..."
hiss!
The crowd of onlookers became commotion for a moment.
Brother, we are still here, can you tell us this?
Should I let you go later? The first thing you do after you get out of the coffin is to silence you, right?
"You come out first." Xu Xiaoshou resisted the urge to punch. It was not rational to waste his passive punch on a coffin.
"You promise not to hit me first..." Yue Gongli understood very well, "I just came out."
"Come out first and then talk."
"Promise first, and then I'll come out."
Buzz!
Xu Xiaoshou stopped talking, took a step forward, opened his explosive posture, and golden spots flashed out all over his body.
He also understands it very well.
He understands what people like him are most afraid of, two words: reckless man!
"Hey, hey, wait, wait!"
The voice in the Yin Ling coffin suddenly became anxious, "I'm coming out, it's not okay for me to come out, it's just an interview, it's really..."
All attention.
There was nervousness in everyone's eyes.
But after seeing the gray-blue coffin shake, it stood up from the horizontal position on its own, and then the talisman paper on the coffin lid lit up with red lines full of suppressive power...
"Buzz!"
The power of Huang Fu and the power of opening the coffin began to create a confrontation.
Faint evil waves rippled out from all around, making everyone's hands and feet feel cold. They all retreated back, not daring to get too close.
"There is always a bad feeling..."
Someone touched his chest and it didn't feel very comfortable there.
Click!
The power of the yellow talisman suddenly failed!
After the upright Yin Ling coffin shook violently, the lid of the coffin above seemed to be pushed open by "someone" from the inside.
Immediately, a rich, fishy, and sticky grey-blue smell of decay overflowed from inside.
"Varied……"
Everyone frowned.
However, before I had time to ask any questions, the coffin lid was finally opened...
"Boohoo!"
Ten black energy arcs were thrown out from Xu Xiaoshou's fingertips, and with lightning speed, they turned around and shot into the Yin Spirit Coffin through the cracks.
The Holy Five Finger Seed Technique!
"ah--"
A scream suddenly sounded from inside the coffin: "Xu Xiaoshou, you don't have martial ethics!"
"go!"
After Xu Xiaoshou shot the blasting source seed, four swords were thrown into the air, and before the Yin spirit coffin was trembling and about to close, he also shot it in!
Are all the swords pierced?
Everyone looked at Master Shou in shock, feeling chills in the back of their heads.
In a sealed coffin space, ten bombs capable of blowing up the Palace of Sin and a ferocious sword that would drive non-ancient sword cultivators crazy were thrown in. What would be the result of this experiment?
Everyone doesn't know.
Everyone only knows...
The person doing the experiment is definitely a devil!
"Xu! Xiao! Accept——"
Inside the coffin, Yue Gongli's screams were broken.
Everyone can clearly see that the gap in the Yin Ling Coffin, which was covered by the thick mist, flashed brightly.
Even Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were full of expectation, "Here."
"boom!"
Everyone seemed to have heard this sound.
However, the expected shocking explosion, or the scene of the coffin being blown apart from the inside out, and Yue Gongli being blown out...
None of them showed up!
"Boom."
Instead.
The explosion sound coming from the Yin spirit coffin was like being muffled in a drum, very weak, low, and heavy.
No louder than a stomp of a foot.
"How can it be?"
Not only the onlookers, but also Xu Xiaoshou had such thoughts.
The Holy Five Finger Seed Technique has even more rare ancestral power and mysterious power than when it bombed the Sin Palace on Void Island.
Its blasting ability can be said to be the "first in blasting" among the spiritual skills that Xu Xiaoshou has mastered in his normal form since the "Holy Nine-tailed Pattern Seed Technique".
Even a palace of sin cannot bear it.
This coffin was swallowed by the explosive power?
No.
Maybe, it’s not necessarily the coffin itself that swallowed my Ten Holy Five Finger Seed Techniques.
Xu Xiaoshou's mind suddenly flashed back to Yue Gongli's scream before when he was whipped and hit hard by him:
It's holding me down.
"Ah~oh~"
At this point in my thoughts, the sound of wanting to be beaten came from the Yin Ling coffin again, this time with a bit more gloating:
"I don't want to fight, why are you so aggressive...Xu Xiaoshou, you asked for this."
"Everyone, run away. Even I, the Saint, can't control what's going to happen next."
"Maybe if you run fast, you can still survive~"
Everyone was still confused, but they saw...
"Click!"
The coffin board of Yin's coffin was completely nailed off, and the cracks opened wider and wider, and finally hit the ground with a "bang".
This gray-blue coffin was standing upright, with its back to Xu Xiaoshou and most of the people.
Ling Nian Ling Nian can't detect it.
No one has holy thoughts and holy thoughts.
There were only a handful of good people present, who happened to be facing the Yin coffin, and could immediately witness the truth inside when the coffin lid fell down...
"Oh, go to hell."
This is the only sound that can be heard.
No one knows what happened.
Among the dozen or so people, there were many Taixu, but just looking at them, fear and horror just rose in their eyes...
"Boom boom boom boom boom!"
All exploded into starlight!
All were crushed by the strange power from the inside out!
"Grass!"
Now everyone has realized that what is inside is not important, what is important is...
"Run, damn!"
"What are you waiting for? Are you waiting to die!"
Thousands of people scattered like birds and beasts.
Zhou Tianshen pulled out his foot and flew out of the house with his lower body. At the same time, he glanced at Xu Xiaoshou and wanted to ask if he could save me. If so, I would like to watch the battle on the spot, mainly because I want to learn...
"Let's go!"
The pointed-faced man who had just mocked the soft-footed shrimp in the Holy Temple passed by and pulled the one-armed boy away, and shouted angrily:
"Where's the holy war, brother!"
"You are only in the Throne Realm. Master Shou has grown bigger and held you in his mouth. You can actually transform!"
…
Divine power!
Xu Xiaoshou felt his heart twitch.
He sees clearly than anyone else.
Those who were crushed by inexplicable power just now were because they, like the "face saint", witnessed too majestic divine power at once!
In fact, the power of divinity has long been commonplace.
After all, there is it in Lei Xi'er's God and Demon Eyes.
But she only holds the throne. Unless she fights like she did in front of the Holy Emperor Beihuai last time, the quality and quantity of the divine power she can control under normal circumstances are very low.
Compared to the semi-saints and saint emperors, they pale into insignificance!
The same is true for Xu Xiaoshou.
He also mastered the power of the Heavenly Ancestor, the Dragon Ancestor, and even obtained the complete inheritance of the Heavenly Ancestor.
But so far, all his Heavenly Ancestor Power has been used to deal additional damage, and was used to resist the ancestral power of other half-saints.
Just like holy power can only be mastered by half-saints.
The power of ancestral origin can only be understood by high-level holy emperors.
What you gain by climbing through the ranks is certainly powerful compared to your peers; but compared to people of this level who can naturally cultivate such power and master it freely...
Just like a genius who has worked hard for a long time to be able to fight beyond the level, and wants to cross the level to challenge the ten who are born to fight beyond the level - it is a bit overestimating one's ability.
And now!
Such terrifying quality and quantity of divine power, or in other words, the power of the Holy Ancestor, one of the ten ancestors!
The face of the Saint is terrifying. Facing such a concentration of the power of the Saint Ancestor is like looking directly at the Ancestor God...
Self-explosion is light.
Xu Xiaoshou even doubted whether the residual power of the slaying priest Ran Ming could protect the spiritual will of the people who exploded below!
"laugh……"
Accompanied by the thick smelly fog.
A huge pale foot stepped out of the three-foot-tall vertical coffin.
boom!
It stepped on the ground and the earth sank.
Xu Xiaoshou was watching without fear of death. He only felt his spirit stirred up, but he would not explode to death after just one glance - he had already passed this stage.
The big bloodless foot dug into the ground, exerting all its strength, and pushed against the Yin Ling coffin. It took a long time before the other thigh and upper body were pulled out from inside.
With a final pop, a giant head was pulled out.
too big!
This thing is so strong!
The Yin spirit coffin can accommodate Yue Gongli, but if you want to accommodate this giant corpse, which is only more than three feet tall, but has a larger horizontal volume...
It can only be said that it is even more cramped than a small thatched thatched house containing the four sons of the Holy Palace and a plate of roast goose!
"Hoo..."
The giant's corpse turned its back to everyone who was escaping in a hurry, and let out a long breath, exhaling a long torrent of the power of the Holy Ancestor that could break the space in front of him and the Taoism.
Xu Xiaoshou's right eyelid twitched rapidly several times.
"Be good..."
This was the first time he had seen the power of divinity condensed into such a substantial substance that could be seen with the naked eye.
The amount of ancestral power contained in this airflow alone is not much weaker than the evil god's arrow that Ai Cangsheng shot towards the Secret Realm of Four Symbols at that time.
Bang! Bang!
Before he had time to think too much, the giant corpse clattered on its feet, swung its arms, and turned around in an ugly and funny posture.
Obviously, it is not very accustomed to this body, or the limbs, torso, and head, because it has been crowded in the cramped coffin for a long time, and each has its own thoughts.
"Nine Marrow Corpse King..."
Xu Xiaoshou's pupils narrowed slightly, and his thoughts were clear.
But he saw the pale body of the Corpse King, with tangled muscles and no clothes on.
It has no genitals. There is a strange black and red heart the size of a normal human heart on its face, chest, abdomen, crotch, and both sides of its ribs.
The strange heart has fangs, opening and closing, breathing greedily, plundering the natural energy between heaven and earth.
"The marrow-sucking heart!"
Xu Xiaoshou naturally recognized this thing.
He also had one in his hand, but he threw it in the apricot world and did not bring it with him.
This is where the confusion lies!
The marrow suction heart in my hand is very weak, and its suction power is not even comparable to the breathing method in the deep sea under Guyin Cliff.
This Nine Marrow Corpse King...
No, it’s only the sixth marrow!
Why can it consume the energy of its own ten holy five-finger seeds? Why can it bring such a great sense of oppression?
And the quality and quantity of the power of the Holy Ancestor, is it something that the Nine Marrow Corpse King is born with, or is it something else?
If he was born with it, what level of existence was this Corpse King before his death?
If the most terrifying one is really the corpse of the Holy Ancestor, why is it only one of the top ten supernatural weapons - why is it so weak?
The corpse of the Holy Ancestor?
He is dead?
Xu Xiaoshou stared at the marrow-sucking heart on the corpse king's chest, watching it bite four swords and show off with its sharp fangs, but he couldn't get a bite of delicious food and could only swallow some evil spirit.
Thirst, thousands of thoughts flashed through my mind.
"boom!"
The lid of the Yin coffin closed automatically from the ground. After closing it tightly, Yue Gongli's muffled voice came out from inside:
"You're curious, aren't you, Xu Xiaoshou?"
"My Corpse King only has six marrows, but he has lost three marrow-sucking hearts. How can he still be so strong?"
"I'm not afraid to tell you that I have refined this Corpse King, and it was precisely with the divine power that you have seen that I refined it..."
Xu Xiaoshou was shocked after hearing this.
He remembered that Li Fugui once talked about the origin of the Holy Palace in a chat with the second real body, and mentioned one thing:
The inheritance of the Holy Ancestor, or the most primitive power of the Holy Spirit, is reserved in the Holy Continent.
It is divided into two parts, one in the Holy Temple and the other in the Holy Palace.
Could it be...
Yue Gongli, are you so luxurious that you can use that thing to refine corpses?
While his thoughts were turbulent, the chatter in the Yin Ling coffin continued, not only explaining, but also defending himself:
"You disturbed it and it woke up. I didn't dare to come out, so naturally it had to come out - I can't let it go in the coffin, right?"
"I have said it before and advised you, so it's not that I want to hurt you, let alone that I want to hurt others. I have always had good intentions towards you."
"But now, we can't stop even if we want to. You have to let it enjoy itself. Only after you beat it up and knock it out can I take it back... Then we sit down and have a good talk about cooperation.
.”
"I'm not afraid to tell you that even though this Corpse King has six marrows, after being in my hands, it will definitely be stronger than the top ten supernatural weapons. What level...hehe, I don't know either..."
The more Yue Gongli talked, the more excited he became. If someone said these words in a coffin, he seemed even more perverted.
He seems to be looking forward to a fist-punching super-man battle between Xu Xiaoshou's golden giant and his six-marrow corpse king!
But the words are not over yet...
"call out!"
What Sheng Nian saw was that Xu Xiaoshou ran towards the dark forest with a smear of oil on his feet.
Inside the coffin of the Yin spirit, Yue Gongli stopped abruptly and turned into a zombie.
Run, run away?
No, how can you run?
Yue Gongli was confused and shouted:
"Hit me!"
"You just hit me like that, slapped me, and dumped me. Just keep going!"
"I, the Corpse King, am not strong, so if you guys have a fight, you can let it feel good once, otherwise it won't be able to come in!"
Ho ho ho!
The Six Marrow Corpse King angrily hit his chest, as if he felt very uncomfortable there.
After grabbing a few, he finally pulled out the little black sword stuck in his heart and threw it to the coffin in front of him.
"Bang!"
The Corpse King's casual behavior is too violent!
The whole Yin Ling Coffin was blasted into the deep pit of the earth by four swords. After the sword came out with a shock, it flicked the sword body in the air.
"Keng——"
It turned into a black rainbow, chased into the dark forest, and pierced towards its owner Xu Xiaoshou.
Everything is no longer serious!
"Ho ho ho!"
The Corpse King thinks Xiao Feijian is really interesting.
But it was too small after all, so it lowered its head and was interested in a larger coffin that was more suitable for the corpse king's physique.
It used one hand and one foot to pull out the Yin spirit coffin from the soil, and then raised it high...
"Hey hey hey!"
Yue Gongli's voice was obviously panicked.
Weird, why does this scene seem familiar?
“Bang bang bang bang bang!”
The next breath, the Six Marrow Corpse King was like worshiping Buddha, holding the Yin Spirit coffin and banging it on the ground.
The more you hit, the better it gets.
The more fun it gets, the harder it gets.
"Roar!"
"Hoo ho ho!"
"Hooooooooo-"
Yuegongli was in the coffin, his brains were all kneaded, and he could only make some unbearable "uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh" sounds.
"Grass!"
Until finally, he yelled angrily.
The Six Marrow Corpse King's body glowed with a lot of dark, gloomy blue color, and it stopped moving as if it was frozen.
"Are you sick!"
There was no one around, and Yue Gongli's low curse came out: "Go find him, whip him, beat Xu Xiaoshou, I am your master!"
The Six Marrow Corpse King was confused for a moment before looking towards the dark forest.
“Bang bang bang!”
He threw down the coffin, took long strides, and rolled and crawled into the forest.
"Take me with you!"
The Yin Ling coffin, which had no legs, bounced on the spot twice, and the curse came out again, "Idiot! Take me with you!"
The Six Marrow Corpse King kicked off the ground, jumped up in the air, sucked in the marrow heart on his side, snatched the Yin Spirit Coffin from a distance, and then clamped it into his crotch.
The marrow sucking heart under the crotch opened its big mouth and made a greedy voice:
hiss……
"You're going to piss me off!"
Yue Gongli almost pushed away the coffin board and "pretended to be dead".
Needless to say, at this moment, the corpse king holding the coffin used his hands and feet instead of his hands and crawled upside down. He had clearly crossed the gray-black boundary between the dark forest and the black forest where he retreated again and again. It was obvious that he did not want to participate in the holy war.
"Well……"
Across the Yin Ling coffin, Yue Gongli's scolding stopped, and he clearly felt some strange power.
"God damn Xu Xiaoshou!"
He finally realized why the cunning little devil didn't use the space attribute to run, but ran with his legs...
I let a tiger hurt people, but you drive away a wolf and devour the tiger?
"King of Corpses, retreat!"
That's too late!
The Six Marrow Corpse King raised his head curiously and looked at his belly.
It has six marrow-sucking hearts, sucking hard, sucking, sucking again and again, sucking in endless life force, but it can't digest it...
"Huh?"
The Corpse King curled up his legs and gently stroked his gradually bulging belly. His pale face, which had no facial features but only a marrow-sucking heart, was filled with the ruddy color of life and the kindness of maternal love. ()