Chapter 601: Battle Corpse Demon
After half a pillar of incense, the tattooed beast flew to the top of the mountain with its master, and the corpse demon also climbed to five meters from the top of the mountain. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
When it was done, Wang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to be careless.
Jumping off the tattooed beast, he immediately took out six demon crystals from the Sumeru ring, and threw them to the tattooed beast, when the tattooed beast was excited to devour, Wang Xiaoqiang took out the head of the dried corpse from the Sumeru ring, and then, holding the head with one hand and the neck of the dried corpse with the other, he waved it vigorously at the corpse demon who was climbing the slope below, and laughed and screamed, whistling provocatively.
Seeing this scene, the corpse demon below, with a strange red light radiating from his angry eyes, did not hesitate to spend cultivation, desperately blessed the corpse qi with both hands, and the speed of climbing was more than twice as fast.
In a few moments, it had climbed to the top of the mountain, and with a leap, it jumped onto the top of the mountain.
Wang Xiaoqiang, who had already staggered his body, tried his best to stand in the center of the mountain. Combining the head of the dried corpse with the lower body, regardless of the decaying qi, he tied it tightly in front of him with spiritual energy silk, and stood quietly, waiting for the corpse demon.
The tattooed beast that devoured six demon crystals, its strength increased, and it looked extraordinarily majestic, guarding its master's side, and roaring angrily at the corpse demon that came towards it.
Staring closely at Wang Xiaoqiang, the corpse demon who came step by step, in addition to anger on his face, he was also a little confused, this kid is young, and his cultivation has reached the turn of the immortals, the aura on the surface of his body is surging, but the inner breath is deep and he can't see the bottom, it can be seen that his strength should be beyond the existence of the immortals. Seeing that he tied his cousin's thousand-year-old body to his body, while he was furious, he also really admired the young man's mind and will, but he didn't know. How could he do such a vicious thing at such a young age?
However, this thought swept through its heart, and in his rage, he had no time to understand this, and all he had to do now was to dismantle the young man in front of him, tear it into pieces, and swallow it all into his stomach!
"Roar!"
The corpse let out a howl of rage. The eyes glow eerily red. His hands condensed the corpse qi and pounced on Wang Xiaoqiang.
"Roar!" the tattooed beast shouted, blocking its master.
The corpse of the corpse demon rushing forward was blocked. Corpse-filled hands. Stick it in the head of the big beast on the other side.
The tattooed beast is desperate. Pounce on the corpse.
"Boom!"
The two collided. They all howled in pain. The head of the tattooed beast, where it was grabbed by the corpse demon, was immediately eroded by the corpse qi. Changed color.
On the other hand, the corpse demon was also hit by the tattooed beast's pet body and fell backwards.
The cliff several hundred meters high, in the process of climbing, it consumed more than half of its corpse qi, and its strength directly shrank by half, so that this kind of defeat appeared.
In the case of these two defeats, Wang Xiaoqiang flashed out from behind the tattooed beast, unfolded his body, stepped in front of the fallen corpse demon, and before it got up, he condensed his full palm, from top to bottom, and slapped it down.
The rolling aura surged, condensing into three thick and incomparable lightning bolts in the palm of his hand.
Boom Boom!
The aura roared, and the thunderbolt exploded. Three bolts of lightning all struck the corpse's chest.
The corpse demon's body was shocked, and suddenly, it was hit by the thunderbolt of the Thunderbolt Killing Palm, and the place where the bombardment was hit became charred black, and a crackling sound came out, and the broken bones fell one after another.
The corpse demon's face showed a look of pain, and he roared angrily, ignoring the injury, and the hands that blessed the corpse qi grabbed Wang Xiaoqiang's chest.
The strong qi locked him in, causing his body to stagnate, and he could barely move an inch.
Wang Xiaoqiang was so frightened that he could only watch the sharp claws attack.
If this claw is grasped, serious injuries are inevitable. Wang Xiaoqiang's face was frightened.
Suddenly, the claws that had been grabbed stopped in the middle of the way.
It turned out that the corpse demon threw a mouse taboo, afraid of hurting the corpse of his junior sister, so he retracted his hand halfway through the attack.
Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang did not retreat and counterattacked, gathered all his strength, and slapped again.
This palm was directly imprinted on the corpse demon's face.
Boom Boom!
With a loud bang, the head of the corpse demon was scorched. Seeing that it was not alive, then, at this moment, two strange red lights shot out from the eye sockets of the two black holes of the corpse demon, shooting on Wang Xiaoqiang's palm.
The cold breath of the corpse excretes into the flesh.
When he entered the stage of practicing dirt, his skin and flesh were solid, and he resisted the corpse qi, otherwise, the corpse qi would penetrate into the bone marrow, and the consequences would be unimaginable.
At the critical moment, he didn't dare to flinch in the slightest, his right hand retracted, his left hand flipped, the Penglai fairy sword in his hand, aimed at the chest of the corpse demon, and stabbed down with a sword.
Without corpse qi to protect the body, the corpse demon's chest was immediately pierced by the Xuan Qi spear, piercing through the rotten flesh and piercing a deep bone pit.
"Whew!"
The corpse let out a terrible wail. The body writhed violently on the ground.
Towards the corpse demon who writhed like an insect, Wang Xiaoqiang stretched out his hands together, his ten fingers opened and closed, the silk was like spitting, and sixty spiritual energy filaments shot out in a volley, rolling towards the writhing body.
The aura filament was entangled, and the corpse demon struggled violently, and most of the aura filaments were broken. Only a few were pestered.
Wang Xiaoqiang frowned, desperately condensed the spiritual energy, and it took almost ten breaths of work, almost half of the spiritual energy, to wrap the writhing corpse demon into a zongzi, and he could no longer move.
Not daring to hesitate, Wang Xiaoqiang squatted down, took out two fingers and stretched out his fingers, and the aura between his fingers was swallowed, whistling, and using his fingers as a sword, cutting open the rotten flesh of the corpse demon's abdomen.
A cold breath of corpse spreads.
After the corpse qi was dissipated, Wang Xiaoqiang probed into his abdomen and took out something the size of an egg, the cold air was pervasive, and the corpse qi was swirling, which was the essence of this corpse demon - corpse crystal.
When the corpse crystal arrived, the stone in his heart fell to the ground, Wang Xiaoqiang was pleasantly surprised, and immediately put it into the Sumeru ring for preservation, and at this moment, he heard a roar of the tattooed beast to warn.
Wang Xiaoqiang was startled, and when he looked around, he saw that on the edges of the mountain peaks, skull-like black heads emerged, and those corpse demons crawled out without a sound.
Just when Wang Xiaoqiang was shocked, a powerful corpse demon, Huo Di, jumped up to the top of the mountain, and with a teleportation, he had already reached five meters in front of him.
At this time, more than half of his aura was consumed, and Wang Xiaoqiang still had the strength to fight again. What's more, the corpse demon that attacked was obviously much more powerful than the one just now.
At that moment, the thought moved, and the tattooed beast roared violently, and rushed forward to protect the lord desperately. The pet body slammed into the corpse demon.
"Boom!"
The two collided with each other, making a loud noise, although the corpse demon was powerful, but it was limited to its short size, under this collision, it fell backwards, and the body of the tattooed beast shook violently, and was invaded by the cold white corpse qi, and let out a howl of pain, and the body was cold and trembling.
Seeing that the tattooed beast collided with the powerful corpse demon, Wang Xiaoqiang did not hesitate to condense, and jumped on the tattooed beast.
The tattooed beast roared loudly and flew up.
At this moment, dozens of corpse demons pounced.
The corpse demons who pounced in the air, all of them looked hideous, roared angrily, and looked up at the one man and one beast flying in the air. There was a look of unwillingness in his eyes.
There were nearly ten powerful corpse demons, and their eyes actually emitted a strange red light, shooting at the tattooed beast in mid-air.
The tattooed beast was invaded by nearly twenty red lights, its body was shocked, and the speed of its flight immediately slowed down, as if it was locked by a powerful qi machine. The body twists and turns in the air, swaying. Under the strong swaying, Wang Xiaoqiang, who was riding on the back of the tattooed beast, almost wanted to fall.
Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang frowned, and immediately took out six demon crystals from the Sumeru ring, and threw them in front of the tattooed beast, the giant mouth of the tattooed beast, all the six demon cores were inhaled, and after swallowing it into his stomach, his strength increased again, and he roared loudly, trying his best to stabilize his body and not let the master fall. (To be continued.) )