Lin Chuan was lying on the ground, his body slowly gaining consciousness. The bone armor he had exchanged from Wen Qi had shattered into pieces. If it weren't for the protection of the bone armor, it would have been his own bones.
Lin Chuan saw the Corpse Weasel King stepping over him. The Corpse Weasel King's throat was surging as he slowly walked towards Zhong Hui.
Zhong Hui still lowered his head to take care of Zhong Lai, and the Corpse Weasel King stretched out his sharp claws to scratch Zhong Hui's thin back.
"Be careful..." Lin Chuan warned weakly.
Zhong Hui seemed not to hear anything, but when the Corpse Weasel King was about to touch Zhong Hui, his arm was bounced away by a ray of light.
That was Youguang, who was Zhong Hui's natal ghost servant Xiaoyou. His natal ghost servant protected his master at critical moments.
The Corpse Weasel King was about to grab Zhong Hui again, but he felt the wind blowing from behind. Naturally, it was not the two cowards in golden clothes behind him, but the corpses of the Skinny Corpse Weasel and the Fat Ball Corpse Weasel. The corpses were grabbing at the Corpse Weasel King.
The Corpse Weasel King pinched the necks of the two Corpse Weasels with one hand in each hand. The sound of "click" was heard endlessly. The neck bones of the two Corpse Weasels were crushed by it. He hugged the Corpse Weasel King's arms tightly with both hands.
The claws are embedded in the skin of the Corpse Weasel King.
The Corpse Weasel King was in pain but couldn't get rid of it. He had no choice but to kill the girl with the white light in her eyes first. After killing her, the two corpses lost control.
Zhong Hui stood up and looked at the Corpse Weasel King, muttering something in his mouth. The wind was strong all over his body. The Corpse Weasel King felt that in addition to the two corpses, there were many invisible things attached to his body, causing his movements to slow down for half a beat.
Even so, Zhong Hui was still caught in his hand. He held Zhong Hui's thin shoulders with his two claws and lifted him up. Zhong Hui didn't say a word, and the whiteness in his right eye became more and more intense.
The Corpse Weasel King felt that the chick on his arm seemed to weigh ten thousand kilograms, and his body was crawling with imps. After lifting Zhong Hui, his arms started to tremble slightly, and he opened his big mouth and was ready to swallow it in one gulp.
Lin Chuan suddenly jumped up, holding a dagger and stabbed King Corpse Weasel in the throat. King Corpse Weasel subconsciously wanted to close his mouth, but his upper and lower jaws seemed to have been pushed outwards and could not be closed for a while.
Zhong Hui controlled the ghost servant Xiaoyou to support the upper and lower jaws of the Corpse Weasel King.
The Corpse Weasel King could only let Lin Chuan put his hand into its mouth. When his throat moved, the Corpse Weasel suddenly spat out rotten poison. However, the poisonous poison produced by the poisonous sac in his belly was gone, and Lin Chuan felt a stinging pain in his hand.
, there is a strength that lies in his own arm to resist, and he thinks that even if this arm is disabled, he will still have to kill the Corpse Weasel King.
Seeing that Lin Chuan was not afraid, the Corpse Weasel King did not retract his hand as he wished, and there was unprecedented fear in his eyes.
Lin Chuan ignored the burning pain in his hands and roared: "Death!"
Lin Chuan gathered spiritual power in his arm, and thrust his arm forward suddenly. The dagger stabbed into the throat of the Corpse Weasel King, and it was completely engulfed. The blue eyes of the Corpse Weasel King instantly bulged and turned blood red, and the whole demon body was trembling.
, the hundreds of little ghosts on his body also trembled, and some little ghosts were constantly being shaken off.
A tear of blood flowed from Zhong Hui's soul-obsessed eyes. She had reached the end of her strength. Controlling hundreds of ghosts at once was beyond her limit.
Lin Chuan knew that the Corpse Weasel King was about to beat him to death and was struggling. How could he be like him and use up all the spiritual power in his soul to grab the Corpse Weasel King's purple-black tongue and pull it hard, killing the Corpse Weasel alive?
The king's tongue was cut off and pulled out.
Blood gushed out from the mouth of the Corpse Weasel King. With a sudden shock, Lin Chuan was knocked several feet away. The kid on him, including Xiao You, was also knocked away. He released Zhong Hui with his claws, covered Gu Gu's bleeding mouth, and retreated.
After a few steps, he suddenly fell to his knees and lay in a pool of blood.
Zhong Hui raised his head tremblingly and looked at the lifeless Corpse Weasel King. Regardless of the backlash from his soul-obsessed eyes, he trapped the Soul of the Corpse Weasel King into his eyes. He just took a heavy breath and looked at Lin Chuan who was standing next to him and couldn't help but feel...
I was grateful, and felt deep down in my heart that a spiritual master of the Yellow Spirit Realm had the courage to save me in a critical moment and kill a monster whose strength was infinitely close to that of a heavenly monster.
Lin Chuan's right hand was black and purple, and was injured by the poisonous juice of the Corpse Weasel King. The strange thing is that he thought that his right hand would be corroded and only the bones would be left, but he never thought that the entire flesh and skin of his right hand was still there.
Lin Chuan held the wrist of his right hand tightly to prevent the poison from spreading. His right hand gradually lost consciousness. He could see that the purple-black flesh was constantly breaking, and soon new flesh was born. This was repeated more than ten times.
, finally no longer changed, and the skin of the right hand returned to white, except that the fair hand was covered with black spots the size of sesame seeds. The dense black spots looked quite scary.
Lin Chuan was confused, could it be because he drank the blood of the Corpse Weasel King before? After releasing his wrist, his right hand regained consciousness, and there was an extra sense. Lin Chuan thought, and the black spots on his right hand overflowed with black from the pores.
Lin Chuan put the mucus on the tip of his nose and smelled it. There was an unpleasant rancid smell, and he instantly frowned.
Lin Chuan smeared the mucus on his right hand on the bluestone, and white smoke instantly rose up from the bluestone, which was corroded into many small pits.
Lin Chuan didn't know whether he was sad or happy. The black spots on his right hand were tiny poison sacs. As long as he thought about it, he would secrete poison. What he was happy about was that he had one more life-saving killing move since then. What was sad was that
Don’t think about seeing anyone with this hand anymore.
"Mom, daddy, look! Brother Achuan has beaten the monster to death! Oh!" said a young voice, Luo Xiaoyin pointed at Lin Chuan, the look of reverence on his little face was self-evident.
Luo Xinghe and Leng Yue'e were also shocked by Lin Chuan's performance. This young man showed a trace of fear from the beginning, and his boldness was the first in his life. His cultivation level was similar to that of Luo Xiaoyin, but the two were incomparable.
The difference was that without the protection of the couple, Luo Xiaoyin might not have been able to survive a round.
Luo Xinghe thought that as long as Lin Chuan was willing, regardless of Lin Chuan's qualifications, he would beg the gentleman from Dongxuan Academy to accept him.
On the other hand, Wen Qi and Xie Ziyang were huddled in a corner, holding spiritual weapons in front of them to protect themselves, still trembling.
Lin Chuan noticed Zhong Hui's gaze next to him, so he looked over. The two looked at each other. After a moment, Lin Chuan actually looked away first.
"Thank you..." Zhong Hui spat out three words in a small but clear voice.
Lin Chuan's face turned red, he looked at Zhong Lai, who was still unconscious, and asked: "How is brother Zhong Lai's injury?"
"Nothing serious..."
Lin Chuan nodded, and as soon as he turned around, he met Qiao Waner running towards her. Just as Lin Chuan was about to reach out and touch her forehead, he suddenly paused and saw the dense black spots on his hand. He retracted his hand with a wry smile.
Use your other hand to caress.
Lu Liubao woke up at some point. The black puppet was destroyed and he was seriously injured. He staggered to find the remains of the puppet. His tall body was hunched over and he looked quite miserable.
With the death of the Corpse Weasel King, the poisonous fog outside the Li family's mansion also dissipated.