Xu Qing's eyes narrowed, and he strongly restrained his gaze from looking into the depths of the corpse prison. He kept his master's reminder in mind, and then turned his gaze to scan the other edges of the corpse prison.
He saw more than a dozen disciples from the Eight Sects Alliance, they were all scattered and running away.
Everyone's face was obviously frightened, and a large number of dead people's arms appeared all around, and they were entangled.
This scene reminded Xu Qing of the news about the alliance he heard when he was about to set out for the Sea Corpse Clan more than a month ago.
A disciple disappeared on the verge of corpse imprisonment, so the sect arranged a group of people to investigate the situation in accordance with regulations. These people... were the disciples who investigated.
Xu Qing immediately conveyed his discovery to the sect through the forbidden magic weapon, and at the same time as he was doing this, drastic changes occurred between Zhao Zhongheng and Ding Xiaohai.
The number of hairs appearing behind the two people suddenly increased, and their speed increased sharply, heading straight towards them.
He was about to entangle them as they were speeding, but at this moment, Ding Xiaohai's expression showed a hint of ferocity, and he suddenly took action and landed a palm towards Zhao Zhongheng.
Although both of them are building the foundation, Ding Xiaohai has already reached the second fire, which is very impressive.
As for Zhao Zhongheng, there are still several magical apertures to be completed before the second fire. Even if he is wary at this moment, he still does not have the qualifications to counterattack or dodge.
In an instant, his figure was suddenly attacked by Ding Xiaohai, and blood spurted out wildly. The Dharma boat beneath him also trembled, cracks appeared, and became unstable. In a moment, the chasing hair directly entangled the Dharma boat.
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"Ding Xiaohai!" Zhao Zhongheng made a stern voice, with anger in his expression, staring at Ding Xiaohai who was not looking back at this moment, using him as bait and galloping towards the distance.
But here, after being entangled by those hairs, the French boat could only rush out by itself, abandon the ship and escape, but the speed was too slow after all, and it was gradually entangled with more hair and dead hands on the sea.
The life and death crisis was intense, and despair emerged. Zhao Zhongheng screamed and used the protective object given by his grandfather, but it was not very effective here.
Even if you open a path, you will soon be entangled.
Ding Xiaohai's figure in the distance was blurred, and Zhao Zhongheng's presence attracted most of the strangeness, allowing him to successfully escape the danger.
As for Zhao Zhongheng's sad voice, he heard it, but he didn't pay attention.
This is not the first sect disciple he has killed. As long as he can be better, he doesn't care about others.
"A person who grew up in a greenhouse is stupid and always bosses around in front of me. What do you think I am, Ding Xiaohai!"
"Except for having a good grandpa, he has no merits. Such a fool can't live long in this world. He is destined to be killed. In this case, it is better to die with some value."
"The most important thing is that I survive." Ding Xiaohai had no expression on his face, and disappeared into the mist faster.
It was just a lack of knowledge that made Ding Xiaohai completely unaware of the true power of the forbidden magic weapon of Seven Blood Pupils. He also did not know that Xu Qing was integrating into the forbidden magic weapon at this moment, his eyes fell on this place, and he saw everything.
Xu Qing had no comment on this matter.
From Ding Xiaohai's standpoint, he couldn't make a mistake in order to survive. The same was true from Zhao Zhongheng's standpoint.
But from Xu Qing's point of view, he dislikes Ding Xiaohai even more of these two people.
As for Zhao Zhongheng, Xu Qing looked at his desperate expression in that life-and-death crisis. He thought for a while and sent his spiritual thoughts to the spirit of the ancient bronze mirror.
"Gather the projected bodies and descend here."
Almost at the moment Xu Qing's spiritual thoughts came out, the ancient bronze mirror made a buzzing sound, the light on it suddenly shone, and an eye suddenly opened on it.
The next moment, a strong and dazzling light shot out from the ancient bronze mirror, traveled through the void to the edge of the corpse, penetrated the fog, and landed directly in front of Zhao Zhongheng.
When Zhao Zhongheng looked in disbelief, the light that suddenly appeared in front of him dispersed countless dust and turned into light spots, which gathered together to form Xu Qing's figure.
"Xu Qing!" Zhao Zhongheng's eyes widened and he was ecstatic.
"Help me, Xu Qing, help me!" Zhao Zhongheng's body was held by a large number of dead hands, and his body was still tangled with black hair. Half of his body was on the sea, struggling constantly, but still slowly sinking.
Xu Qing felt the state of his body. This was the first time he used the projection clone of the ancient bronze mirror. In his perception, this body was illusory, and the strength gap between it and the original body was not small.
There is no shadow, no storage bag, and the three heavenly palaces in the body are all illusory. The Poison Forbidden Pill, Ghost Emperor Mountain, and Ziyue are all gone.
The overall strength is just the ordinary three heavenly palace golden elixirs.
"It seems that the projection clone still has flaws." Xu Qing thoughtfully raised his right hand and waved forward.
Suddenly, the black seawater around him suddenly rose up and turned into large waves, rolling directly towards Zhao Zhongheng who was asking for help. The dead hands collapsed one after another, and the entangled hair was instantly broken.
Although the combat power is not as good as the main body, the cultivation of the three heavenly palaces can still handle a lot of weird things as long as they don't step into the depths of the corpse prison.
At this moment, as the power of the sea wave spread, Zhao Zhongheng escaped from the trap instantly. Xu Qing raised his hand to grab his flying boat in the distance, and was suddenly caught.
The hair wrapped around it broke directly.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Zhongheng was also shocked while he was still recovering from the disaster.
He naturally knows that Xu Qing is strong, but on the one hand, the way Xu Qing appeared today has subverted his thoughts, and he has experienced this kind of life and death, so now his mood is endless.
"May……"
"You leave here first. I'll go take a look at the other alliance disciples." Xu Qing interrupted Zhao Zhongheng's words and rolled the Dharma boat to Zhao Zhongheng.
Zhao Zhongheng nodded quickly, with strong gratitude in his eyes. After stepping onto the Dharma boat, he was about to speak, but Xu Qing flicked his sleeves, and suddenly a powerful force fell on Zhao Zhongheng's very ostentatious Fengniao Dharma boat.
Immediately, the Dharma boat roared, its speed was enhanced, and it rushed towards the outskirts of the corpse prison.
Xu Qing's body swayed, and he was about to go to other areas to take a look, but at this moment, his expression suddenly changed, he turned his head suddenly, and looked into the depths of the fog with a solemn expression.
His body jerked back, wanting to leave.
In the direction where his eyes were looking before, earth-shattering fluctuations were erupting at this moment, accompanied by a terrifying aura and a shrill roar. In Xu Qing's perception, the surrounding seawater was rolling, and streams of light appeared deep in the fog, spreading.
All directions.
Those streams of light contained the charm of the Dao, giving Xu Qing the feeling that they were the lines of Dao marks in the eyes of the Guixu monks.
"Return to the void!"
Xu Qing's heart sank, but he did not lose his mind. After all, what was here at the moment was just a projection clone.
But what made him even more solemn was the miserable laughter coming from the roar in the mist.
"Dead, all dead, all eaten..."
"Haha, I ate them all and they were all chewed up."
There was madness in the voice, with a hint of madness, as if he had experienced a huge stimulation, which made the other person's mind go crazy to the extreme.
At the moment when the miserable laughter spread, the mist exploded outwards, and a figure suddenly rushed out from inside, laughing crazily while running outside.
This figure is not a human race, but a foreign race. The whole body is covered with rotten scales, half of the head is gone, and many parts of the body are collapsing. It is extremely tragic, and the whole body exudes an astonishing heterogeneity.
Wherever he passed, big waves arose on the sea surface, and when the roar roared to the sky, he also crashed into the waves.
After it penetrated, it laughed miserably as if the injuries in its body could not be suppressed, blood spurted out of its mouth, it looked up to the sky and howled, even more sobs.
This scene came into Xu Qing's eyes, and his pupils shrank. Under the pressure of the alien monk, his clone could not bear it and was collapsing.
But at this moment, the weeping and wailing alien monk suddenly turned his head and looked at Xu Qing. He raised his right hand and grabbed Xu Qing.
In an instant, Xu Qing's collapsed clone flew out involuntarily and was caught in the hands of the alien overhaul.
"A clone."
"They're all dead, they're all dead..." The foreign cultivator smiled miserably.
Xu Qing's expression remained calm. At this moment, half of his body had dissipated, and it wouldn't take long for all of him to dissipate.
He looked at the alien race in front of him, whose body was extremely heterogeneous, and remained silent.
And that crazy foreign cultivator suddenly brought Xu Qing in front of him, their faces were almost touching, and he suddenly spoke.
"Did you see that?"
Xu Qing shook his head.
"Then I'll let you take a look, and then you go out and tell the people outside that He's awake... the emperor who was imprisoned is dead!"
When these words reached Xu Qing's ears, Xu Qing's complexion suddenly changed. Before he could say anything, the crazy alien used half of his head to hit Xu Qing's face hard.
At the moment of the collision, a picture formed by a memory was forced directly into Xu Qing's mind.
In the picture, there is the core of the corpse imprisonment and the endless seabed.
The place was originally shrouded in black, but apparently under the gaze of the alien power, the bottom of the sea was clearly visible.
You can see that at the deepest point, there is a huge bronze door.
I don’t know how long this door has existed. It is full of vicissitudes and the passage of time. Although it is extremely simple, there is a huge figure in front of the door, kneeling and worshiping.
This figure is composed of countless corpses. Each corpse exudes a terrifying aura. When they are combined together, the giant they transform into becomes even more terrifying.
Xu Qing felt that his mind was unbearable after just one glance. However, this was still the memory of the alien who returned to the void, and he was not watching it directly.
He even saw a crown made of purple bone on the top of the giant's head, emitting an astonishing wave. It was obviously a treasure.
Then, the bronze door opened silently, and a big golden hand slowly stretched out from the door.
It has golden skin, golden bones, and even its blood seems to be golden. It has seven fingers and even bone spurs like barbs!
The big hand slowly stretched out and gradually came to the front of the giant.
The giant was trembling all over, not daring to dodge or raise its head. Finally, as it was trembling, the big golden hands moved around on its body, scattering the corpses one after another, and then grabbed a piece of black flesh from the giant's body.
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This black flesh and blood exudes extremely rich divine fluctuations.
Grasping the black piece of meat with his big hand, he slowly returned to the ancient bronze door, and gradually the sound of chewing came from inside.
Then the giant composed of countless corpses seemed to have lost its soul and support, and its body suddenly collapsed.
Corpses began to rot in this collapse, eventually turning into a mountain of decay.
Here the scene ends.
Xu Qing's clone completely collapsed under the violent impact of this picture, turning into countless light spots and being submerged by the billowing black mist.
The alien race where he was located also laughed miserably, and his body was shrouded in mist.
For a long time, the sound of chewing came from the mist and lingered for a long time.
