"Death to you evildoer!" Luo Xinghe shouted loudly as the Yan Yu Fan swallowed Chi Yan, and slapped the Corpse Weasel King fiercely, sending a head-sized fireball flying towards the Corpse Weasel King.
Luo Xinghe did not stop, and one after another, fireballs roared towards the Corpse Weasel King.
The Corpse Weasel King let out a scream, and his figure skyrocketed. The clothes on his body were torn, revealing a dark brown monster body, which rose to a height of three feet. The muscles of the limbs were as thick as a bucket, and the huge weasel head was terrifying.
A purple-black tongue protruded from the huge mouth and wandered between the sharp fangs.
The zombie king's claws were flying, and he opened his bow left and right, shooting all the flying fireballs away. The flying fireballs blasted the Li family mansion to pieces.
Lin Chuan and others were all affected by the fireball, and they hurriedly hid next to Luo Xinghe.
After burning the incense, Luo Xinghe's offensive weakened significantly, and the speed of condensing fireballs and the size of the fireballs were far less than before.
After a few shots, the Corpse Weasel stopped shooting, and let the fireballs the size of eggs hit him. It seemed that a few fireballs hit the itchy spot, and the Corpse Weasel King scratched his itch.
Luo Xinghe gave a retreating look behind him, and everyone understood and followed Luo Xinghe slowly backing away.
"Want to leave? No way! If I had known that you were only capable of this, why would I have bothered to make the tiger leave the mountain?! Humph! It's just as easy as letting the cat leave the mountain! Hahahaha!" The Corpse Weasel King stamped his feet violently, and the flames of the Li family's mansion burst into flames.
They were all extinguished, and thick fog rose around the compound, exuding a strong rancid smell.
Luo Xinghe raised his head and drank a sip of spiritual liquid, and the flame feather fan rekindled its red flames.
"Drink more! This sip is not enough! After drinking, I will send you on your way! Hahahaha!" The Corpse Weasel King was so arrogant.
Luo Xinghe ignored the taunts of the Corpse Weasel King and concentrated on recovering his spiritual power. There was no hope of escaping at the moment, so he could only give it a try.
"Children! Dinner is ready!" The Corpse Weasel King kicked his feet and flew towards Luo Xinghe and the others. The two Corpse Weasels behind him also showed their demon bodies, one was a fat ball and the other was skinny, and they screamed strangely along with the Corpse Weasel King.
He rushed over.
Luo Xinghe advanced instead of retreating, and the flaming feather fan cut across the abdomen of the Corpse Weasel King. An arc of fire drove it back, leaving a scar on the Corpse Weasel King's waist and abdomen.
The Corpse Weasel King was in pain. This move was obviously stronger than the previous fireball. Having underestimated this human spiritual master, the Corpse Weasel King pounced on Luo Xinghe again, but he was careful not to forcefully catch Luo Xinghe's feather fan.
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Over there, Luo Xinghe was fighting with the Corpse Weasel King, and here Lin Chuan and the others were also busy fighting with two Corpse Weasels.
The Zhong brothers and sisters teamed up to fight against a fat corpse weasel, while Lin Chuan and Lu Liubao fought against another skinny corpse weasel.
A dim light floated out of Zhong Hui's soul-obsessed eyes, and the dim light floated into the body of the headless corpse weasel. The headless corpse weasel stood up like a carp, waving its sharp claws and pounced on the fat ball corpse weasel.
The fat-ball corpse weasel was fighting with Zhong Lai when he suddenly felt the wind behind him. He hurriedly leaned forward to avoid the sneak attack of the headless corpse weasel, and sprayed a mouthful of rotten poison at the door in front of Zhong Lai. Zhong Lai sided to avoid it.
The poison was sprayed on the slate floor, and the smooth slate suddenly became pitted.
Zhong Lai was horrified. He couldn't imagine that if these rotten poisons were sprayed on his face, his beautiful face would instantly turn into a demon in hell, and how many innocent girls in Central Continent would drink to the northwest.
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The skinny corpse weasel was transformed by Ah Fu, and its speed and power were superior to those of the fat corpse weasel. Lu Liubao's black puppet couldn't get close to it at all. Instead, it sprayed a mouthful of rotten poison, and the puppet's facial features were already horrible.
, it was even worse after being corroded by the poison, and the emission port inside the facial features was blocked by corrosion and deformation.
Xuan Hei Doll could only rely on the mace in his hand to fight with it. Lin Chuan wandered around the two and would sneak attack on the emaciated Weasel whenever he got the chance. Although he could avoid it every time, he could also attack it.
Cause quite a bit of interference.
It was not an option to continue the stalemate like this. Lin Chuan came up with a plan. Just as the emaciated corpse weasel slapped his claws at the black puppet, Lin Chuan immediately took action, stepped forward and pierced the waist of the corpse weasel with a dagger. The emaciated corpse weasel
As if he had already noticed it, he twisted his hips to avoid Lin Chuan's attack, and charged up his tail to hit Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan rolled to avoid it, and a crack was instantly created on the ground by the corpse weasel's tail.
Lin Chuan stepped forward and stabbed the corpse weasel in the waist again, but he dodged it again. This time, he failed to avoid the corpse weasel's tail and turned over.
After Lin Chuan got up, he stabbed the corpse weasel in the waist again, but the corpse weasel easily dodged it again, but this time Lin Chuan had nothing in his hand. He switched the dagger to another hand, and the other hand unexpectedly struck the skinny
The hindquarters of a corpse ferret.
After the knife was passed, his skin and flesh rolled around, and Lin Chuan was kicked away by the corpse weasel. The skinny corpse weasel did not take it seriously and continued to fight with the mysterious black puppet, thinking that he had been bitten by a mosquito.
After a while, the emaciated weasel realized something was wrong. The wound on his buttocks felt a burning itching pain. He stepped aside suddenly and turned his head to look. He was shocked. The wound had begun to fester, and the fester spread to the surrounding area at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
The emaciated weasel was about to endure the pain and use its sharp claws to cut off the ulcer, but he didn't expect the black black puppet to pick up the mace again and kill him. Lin Chuan on the side was still staring at him with eagerness, the dark dagger in his hand was wet, and it was
It was stained with the poisonous juice sprayed on the ground by the fat-ball corpse weasel.
After a few rounds, the emaciated corpse's waist and legs began to fester, and its gray-brown hair fell all over the floor. Its strength was greatly reduced, and it was unable to react in time, and was hit twice by Lu Liubao's black puppet.
After a few more blows, the emaciated weasel was about to succumb to the mace, but suddenly the emaciated weasel started clawing around like crazy, spewing rotten poison from its mouth, and was beaten with the mace.
Total disregard.
Lin Chuanxin said that this guy was probably brain-attacked by rotten poison. It must be a bad feeling to die from the same kind of poison.
Suddenly, the emaciated corpse rushed towards Leng Yue'e and the two children. Leng Yue'e was closing her eyes and adjusting her breath.
"Ah! Mother! The monster is coming!" Luo Xiaoyin shouted loudly.
Leng Yue'e immediately stood up and stood in front of the second baby. Unexpectedly, Qiao Wan'er was so frightened that she ran towards Lin Chuan, crying as she ran.
The running little girl immediately attracted the attention of the emaciated ferret, who rushed towards Qiao Waner like crazy.
Lin Chuan's mind exploded, and he didn't have time to think of countermeasures. His arm was filled with spiritual power, he threw out the dagger in his hand, and hit the "spiritual collision" directly at the back of the emaciated weasel.
The emaciated corpse weasel twisted its body while running, scratching wildly with its arms. The flying dagger missed its target and hit his back shoulder. The emaciated corpse weasel just staggered and continued to pounce on Qiao Waner, only one step away from Qiao Waner.
The emaciated ferret clawed out, and Qiao Waner was seriously injured even if she didn't die. At the critical moment, a ball of green flames hit the emaciated ferret's body.
The emaciated weasel immediately stopped and rolled over on the ground. The black black puppet rushed forward and hit the emaciated weasel on the head. After a while, the emaciated weasel completely stopped moving.