Chapter 142: The Past of the Three 2
"Senior sister, I will call the master and elders to come to their aid."
Originally, there were more than fifty people in the secret passage, but at this time, only Ling Rong and a few teenagers were left, "You guys should leave quickly, otherwise we will all die here later"
Looking at Ling Rong, who was shouting loudly, the teenagers looked at each other, and immediately seemed to understand what was going on, "Senior sister, what about you?"
"I'm your senior sister, do I need your protection!Get out, don't drag me down," said Ling Rong as she raised her Fire Cloud Sword and slashed down viciously at the resentful spirit.
Several teenagers had no intention of leaving, they wanted to choose to stay and help her, they all knew that this Senior Sister Ling Rong was reckless, and her own body was about to reach its limit, and in the past half a month, she had been busy almost day and night, basically not even having time to rest. It's nice to be able to get out of the way with such a powerful wraith now, and now it's just a matter of stalling for them to leave.
"Are you stinky boys deaf! Don't get out of here, or you'll die later, don't blame Senior Sister for not protecting you."
"Senior sister, although our Dao skills are not as high as yours, and our Dao skills are not as strong as yours, as long as we work together, we can kill this resentful spirit."
Ling Rong, who was resisting the attack of the resentful spirit, was stunned by these words at first, and then smiled indifferently, "Then shouldn't I thank you?"
With the survival of the ** people worked together, desperate at the last moment, and finally destroyed this resentful spirit. The next moment when the spirits disappeared, they didn't even dare to have time to rest, because they had to escape from the tomb as much as they could.
However, when they were only one step away from the exit of the ancient tomb, Ling Rong, who felt a sense of crisis, fiercely pushed the teenagers in front of her out. When the teenagers came back to their senses, they saw that Ling Rong was firmly choked by the neck by a resentful spirit and dragged her back to the ancient tomb.
"Senior Sister"
"Let's go!"
Looking at the backs of the young men who had been able to leave safely with heartache, the corners of Ling Rong's mouth raised a slight arc. Exhausted, she felt a feeling of suffocation, and in an instant she fainted, and when she woke up, she was bound to a stone pillar by a thick chain.
The next moment when her eyelids opened, she didn't have time to see what it was. A middle-aged man in a black robe came into her sight, and it was also a man lying in a coffin (the zombie king).
At this time, the man didn't know whether he was closing his eyes to recuperate or cultivating, because Ling Rong couldn't feel the breath of a living person on his body, it was obvious that this man was a dead man. And it's an unusually dead man. The powerful corpse aura emanating from his body made her, as a Taoist disciple, have to be shocked to the point of fear, he is the Poison Man (Zombie) Corpse King!
She had heard and encountered the deeds of the poisonous man, but it was the first time she had encountered a poisonous person like this who exuded a powerful corpse aura. After all, the people they met before were all because Yan Ke and Yechen were in the sky, and they could be easily eliminated. Now that this person can control the resentful spirit, it can be seen that he is not an ordinary poisonous person, but a poisonous person who can cultivate independently, Ling Rong is very sure that this is the king of poisonous people in front of her, because she has heard about the bad deeds of poisonous people in the Taoist temple, and she has not read many books about poisonous people.
As if sensing that Ling Rong was looking at him, the man lying in the coffin slowly opened his eyelids and got up to look at her. A deep voice in this tomb will be a little "Break in and disturb this king, and kill this king's guards, your courage is really not small! It seems that you have to guard this king's tomb"
Ling Rong's slender eyebrows raised, and she looked at the poisonous person in front of her who claimed to be the king, and disdainfully said, "It's you, the damn poisonous person, who releases resentful spirits and releases the plague to harm the world, I'm just eliminating harm for the people."
As soon as he heard Ling Rong's words, the man suddenly shouted, "This world should be our poisonous world, I want everyone to become this prince's people, so that they can live without birth, old age, sickness and death." A life without pain, forever alive!"
Hearing this, and then looking at his excited thoughts, Ling Rong frowned in disgust, "Ahh The walking dead who have no sense, you should be enough for yourself! People should be free to live, even if they have experienced birth, old age, sickness and death, joys and sorrows, but that is the real person! Not you cold monster 、、、"
Before Ling Rong could finish speaking, she angered the man, and her neck was tightly pinched by the man. With a little force, her neck would be choked.
"Unconscious? Human beings are conscious and greedy in their desire to dominate the world, and if you look at the constant wars and chaos every year, how many people have died on the battlefield, how many people have returned to their husbands and sons! Even in order to dominate and ask the sorcerers to release the plague, you say that it is not the innocent people who suffer, who is it! This king is willing to let them live without pain, without reincarnation, and with eternal poisonous people! Not monsters, not "
Listening to his words, Ling Rong realized that the plague was not released by him, and the resentful spirit was only the soul of the warrior who died on the battlefield, as he said, in the world of constant war, there are countless tragedies of life and death, and the poisonous person does not have to experience the torture of reincarnation, let alone birth, old age, sickness and death, but he will also die under the sword of the Taoist (the mage's rune paper).
Suddenly, he was excited, and he put his sharp gaze on Ling Rong's body, "Since you don't like poisonous people so much, then soon you will become the next person of this king, including your fellow disciples and brothers, and even everyone in the whole world."
Ling Rong, who felt a feeling of suffocation, gritted her teeth and spit out a few words from between her teeth, "Monster, don't think about it! I won't become a poison 、、、 death."
As she spoke, her hands that were tied to both sides, and as soon as the fingers of her right hand came out, an exorcism charm was attached to the man's body and "exploded"
The sound of the "bang" explosion made me think that the man would be seriously injured more or less, but as everyone knows, it was only a slight scar. After all, Ling Rong, who was pinned, couldn't use the original two-tenths of the Dao technique, and couldn't hurt him.
The man patted the cigarette ash on his body, and let out a sigh of praise and appreciation, "If this king can be hurt by you on weekdays, it's a pity that you don't have good energy now, and you have also been hit by this king's corpse, think about it soon to see you become the king's people, this king will be happy in his heart!"
The demonic laughter would resound throughout the tomb, and in addition to feeling a sense of suffocation, Ling Rong also felt a strange feeling in the tendons, veins, blood vessels, bones, and internal organs of the entire body. (To be continued.) )
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