The plague demon sighed: "Your Majesty, do you think you are worth it? I made myself into a zombie physique, and my lifespan was extended by more than ten times for a few decades, but I became a living corpse. He even had to rely on the rich corpse qi in the abyss to keep himself from dying. ”

Qin Yao didn't seem to understand it, plus the half-baked translation of white and black, but he understood the meaning of these conversations, and finally understood the reason.

It turned out that in order to suppress the plague, St. Paul not only let people build the statue opposite, but also killed himself, like a zombie with intelligence, relying on swallowing the corpse gas here to survive, and supervising the suppression at any time, which lasted for 460 years!

And he can't go out for a long time, because the outside world is very lethal to a "walking dead" like him. Only in this corpse-filled abyss is his best destination.

Therefore, he tries not to go out until the most necessary time. As he himself said, the last time he went out was more than eighty years ago, and the Sister Chrissy he met at that time was still a very good little girl.

Yes, even in the face of centenarian Chrissy, of course Karafa will call her a little girl, after all, this old pope is an old monster who is more than five hundred years old.

Even, he couldn't see the sun at all, because he survived by the corpse of death. So when the sun came down, he stopped it. But now that the blocked stone has fallen, the sunlight is still unstoppable.

However, this did not hinder the old man's confidence, and when he held the holy sword, he seemed to be the man who stood at the pinnacle of the Western world more than four hundred years ago.

It's just that as soon as he opened his mouth, he still looked like an old ruffian who was full of dirty words: "You dirty and vicious will kill tens of thousands of living people in the world for a year, and it is certainly worth it to suppress you here for more than 400 years!"

"Hey, it's still the vulgar character of more than 400 years ago, even if you have been recuperating for so many years, you still can't smooth out the edges and corners of your character. ”

"Smoothing you ghost, you have also been suppressed for more than four hundred years, has it smoothed out the anger in your heart?!"

The plague demon seems to have fallen into a quick memory, from the humiliating defeat more than 400 years ago, to the endurance of humiliation and hardship for more than 400 years, so his body trembled, and finally shouted angrily: "I will smooth your mother! If you don't want to die, get out, this king will kill back to the world!"

Well, once such an old ghost evokes past grievances, one has a bigger temper than the other.

Karafa shook his sword, and the tattered clothes on his body were torn a lot, and the folds on his body seemed to have begun to calm out, and his body functions slowly recovered a little. In the process, his momentum has also become stronger and stronger.

It was as if a whirlpool had formed with him as the core, and a huge cyclone flowed around his body before his body began to swell.

This process seems to be the advancement of the remnants, but what is inhaled is not the aura, but a massive amount of corpse qi!

Of course, Qin Yao also knew that even if he inhaled the aura, it was useless. As I said just now, Karafa is now a walking corpse, and it is estimated that there is no blood in his body, so he will naturally lose his blood. The blood qi is gone, what are you doing with absorbing the spiritual energy? On the contrary, these corpse qi may be able to bring him a lot of effect.

Although he didn't know the specific realm of the two big guys, Qin Yao was still aware of the danger, and not only wore the Ring of the Source of Six Powers and the Crown of Thorns on his hand to prepare, but also prepared to release the spell at any time. If you have the conditions, you can help Karafa, and if you don't have the conditions, you can at least protect yourself.

And at this time, the plague demon also seemed to sense Qin Yao's imminent move, and turned his head and sneered: "Little guy, what are you doing? The aura on your body seems to be true dragon blood, from the moment you appeared on this platform, this king noticed you." ”

No wonder Qin Yao felt that the abyss was staring at him, in fact, it was because of his own blood that he alarmed this big guy. And when the Holy Sect rebelled and sent the dragon's stomach pouch to the statue opposite, the plague demon didn't bother to bother at all.

Qin Yao: "Although I can barely understand what you say, please try to tell me in Mandarin as much as possible, tired...... In addition, whether it is true dragon blood or not is none of your business. ”

"Tut-tut......" The plague demon's charming eyes, which seemed to be heavily coated with eye shadow, stared at Qin Yao, and even stretched out his long tongue and licked it around his lips, and he was quite fluent in Chinese. It is worthy of being the master who has plagued the world for hundreds of years, and it is estimated that the East and the West have mixed. "Because of your true dragon blood, you can help this king's cultivation skyrocket. ”

As he spoke, he even looked at the position of Qin Yao's lower abdomen, and Qin Yao was so frightened that he trembled slightly for no reason. it, why are you looking here? What does that mean?

It feels like a little girl walking at night when she is being targeted by a lewd man.

Karafa said angrily: "Death is still so frivolous, what a stinky who doesn't know whether to live or die, look at the sword!"

The Holy Sword burst out with a holy light, which can actually be understood as the sword qi of the Eastern Master, stabbing directly at the plague demon.

The plague demon smiled and dodged easily, his body as light as a butterfly, making every sword of Karafa miss. The holy light spewed onto the stone wall of the abyss opposite, violently stabbing out deep holes.

The power of each of these swords is almost stronger than the holy light above the Papal Palace, so the actual combat power of Karafa is too fierce.

But the plague demon seemed to be even more fierce, and he didn't even fight back: "Old dog, your body has become rusty iron and rotten wood, how long can you support it by relying on corpse qi?"

"Hold on until I break you to pieces!"

"Then you're going to blow it up too! You already have a pile of dry and rotten meat on your body, and if you force it again, hehe, you'll die." ”

"Death will pull you back!"

"Forget it, if you had the strength to kill this king, you would have done it a long time ago, can you wait until this time?"

The two bigwigs fought fiercely and argued with each other, and they were both quite energetic.

And the aftermath of the outbreak of the battle shook the entire abyss, making Qin Yao feel that his face was blown by the strong wind. There were also some dark monsters in the abyss that tried to fly up, but they were completely suppressed by the aftermath of the battle. Sometimes the holy light emitted by the holy sword directly cut down these dark species.

Two tigers fight, and a group of white rabbits are less involved.

As for Qin Yao, at best, he was a wolf watching from the sidelines. It's not enough to get involved, but it's always trying to get a bite.

But then he lost that interest, because even self-preservation was a problem—and after the plague screamed, a pitch-black serpent emerged from her body. Actually, it's not a real entity, but a spirit fetus!

No, it's an upgrade of the spirit fetus - the war spirit!

This giant snake was much smaller than the beetle snake just now, but its arrogance and power seemed to be many times greater, and its two big blood-red eyes stared at Karafa, its fangs and long tongue spitting.

As if accepting an order from the plague demon, the serpent spirit flew out and headed straight for Karafa on the other side.

With this thing alone, can you fight against Karafa?

In fact, Qin Yao had also heard that after the spirit fetus grew up, if it could fight alone from the body, it would become a "war spirit". It is only because it is in the state of a young "fetus" that it is called a spirit fetus.

But if you want to become a war spirit, you need to go through a lot of tempering, and the spirit fetus must also grow to a strong enough level. Otherwise, as soon as you come out, you will be cut down, and it will not be sad.

And judging from the spirit fetus of the plague demon, it seems that once it grows into a war spirit, it may not be as yellow as blood. It's like this giant snake now, and its whole body is even more terrifying.

The serpent may even have the ability to spew poison, opening its jaws to pounce on it, while also spewing out a gray mist. Even the old zombie-like figure of Karafa had to cover his nose and dodge, while also having to stay in the fight.

"Your Majesty, why don't you use your battle spirit?" the plague demon laughed in a mocking tone, "The zombie body like rotten wood is not dead because of the war spirit. Once the battle spirit leaves the body, the natal soul will be finished immediately, and the body will be shattered, hahaha. ”

Karafa has persisted for more than 400 years, and he actually survived with his war spirit, and it seems that even if he wants to continue his life in this boring state, he must first cultivate his war spirit. It's too miserable, who has the spirit of war is not a strong man who stood at the top of the world at that time?

It can only be said that even if the Divine Cult has all kinds of wrongs and all kinds of fallacies, it has done a fairly bright job in banning the plague demons. In order to destroy this terrifying demon that has been raging for two or three hundred years, the Holy Sect led by Pope Kalafa made great sacrifices.

Karafa sneered and waved his holy sword: "If you don't fight your soul, you can also kill your filthy poison!"

"Then you try! A broken skin body, still want to fight this king? Do you know what kind of tempering this king has experienced at the bottom of the abyss in the past four hundred and sixty years!"

In fact, Karafa also knew that even if he had cultivated the battle spirit for more than four hundred years, due to the dilapidated body, his overall strength was not much stronger than four hundred and sixty years ago. But the plague demon is different, this damn demon not only did not die when he practiced in the harsh environment at the bottom of the abyss, but he was able to kill it back, which proves a lot of problems.

It didn't seem to believe that Karafa had any chance at all, and the plague demon directly asked the giant snake battle spirit to fight him, while she herself floated to the platform and walked straight towards Qin Yao.

Karafa first angrily asked her what she was going to do, but after being entangled by the giant snake battle spirit, she couldn't get out, so she could only remind Qin Yao to quickly dodge.

"Dodge, where can this little thing hide?" the plague smiled, as confident as a cat playing with mice. Twisting his beautiful and plump waist, this super Yanma came to Qin Yao.

Qin Yao couldn't hide, and his back was already leaning on the soil. Seeing that this rich beauty and demon who was only wrapped in a small leather skirt was getting closer and closer, Qin Yao was ready to use the crown of thorns.

The plague demon moved his eyes downwards and moved to the position of Qin Yao's lower abdomen. Damn, he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips again, Qin Yao hated this kind of small action.

"You...... What do you want to do?"

The plague demon smiled and stretched out a finger like an onion and gently stuffed it into his mouth, but his eyes were still staring intently at Qin Yao's lower abdomen: "Suck your blood." ”

"Suck?" Qin Yao trembled. Shouldn't the blood-sucking gas be in the heart, neck, etc., what are you going to suck under me? If I am not worthy, there is no guarantee that what you suck out must be blood.

It can't be like this, the recent crackdown on pornography has been severe.