With Zhu Yifei's unconscious, the aura around Ziyang's body also began to fluctuate strongly, and the connection between the two was broken instantly, and the golden light around him disappeared instantly, and at the same time, he involuntarily fell to the ground from mid-air. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The bloody red light that had been forced to survive instantly rebounded back, and eighteen red rays of light with a trace of black mist entangled Ziyang's body, and during the struggle, Ziyang dodged left and right, throwing Zhu Yifei in his arms in a safe direction, and then his body was like a prisoner on the torture rack, and his body was bound by the eighteen red lights, which became tighter and tighter, almost cutting his cyan robe into pieces.

Those red rays of light manipulated in the hands of the Corpse King, like steel wires, instantly sinking into the flesh and skin, almost wanting to see blood.

It was also the blood of the purple sun, and the red light disappeared in an instant as if it had met a nemesis.

Zhu Yifei, who was thrown out by Ziyang and accidentally hit the wall and fell, also woke up a little at this time, and in a trance, she felt as if her head was being held down by a big hand, unable to open her eyes and unable to turn her head around.

But fortunately, the rest of her body seemed to be able to struggle, so she began to kick and kick desperately, but gradually she realized how stupid her movements were, and her struggle not only did not bring the slightest effect, but made the oppressive force more and more powerful, and finally she felt her whole brain sink into the dirt.

There was a strong earthy smell in her mouth and nose, and there was even something that was burrowing into her ears.

This feeling, it is even more disgusting than the shredded flesh of those carrion corpses sticking to her, since crossing over, her Virgo's three views have been challenged, and now it is even more so, they all say that Virgo has a cleanliness habit, although she is not so heavy on cleanliness, but in the face of this situation, don't just say Virgo, you can force any constellation girl to death.

Because of this, she realized how low she was, she couldn't be equated with a human being anymore, she had spells and cultivation, but she maintained the instinct of an ordinary person, how to survive in danger, relying on others is never a way, and now Ziyang may also be in danger and take care of herself.

At this time, she began to calm down, feeling that her head had been completely pressed into the dirt, and those broken clods of dirt were not on her neck, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, yes, can I use the soil escape technique, since the top is controlled, it is better to simply follow the trend.

Reciting the magic in her heart, at the moment when her body transformed, her hands pressed both sides of the ground, and the whole person instantly sank into the ground, and at the same time, the feeling of clamping her on her head disappeared instantly.

This time, Zhu Yifei did not escape in parallel, but rushed down directly, about five or six meters away before stopping, looking up, it was pitch black, but there were still some smells, such as the unpleasant rotten smell on those corpses, although it was much lighter, it could help her roughly identify the direction underground.

Briefly avoiding the smell of corpses, while dodging left and right, she finally smelled a trace of Ziyang's unique fragrance, if it weren't for the fact that she had two yin and yang intersections with him, and was extremely familiar and sensitive to his smell, I am afraid that she would still be helpless now.

Just as she was following the scent of Ziyang step by step, she suddenly accidentally hit her head on something, rubbed it angrily, raised her eyes and looked carefully, only to find that it was the red wooden stake inserted in the ground.

There was a formation in the formation chapter, the so-called array is a vital entity in the whole hair, no matter how profound the formation is to have its physical object as the medium as the extradition of the connection between the array eye and the formation, a simple analogy, it is equivalent to the brain control of the human limbs is actually relying on the reflex arc of nerve regulation, and this array is equivalent to the nerve fibers that conduct the reflex.

Obviously, in that huge cavern, only this thing looks extremely evil, and it seems that it is precisely because of this thing that those corpse kings can be so strong and rampant, if this thing is removed, wouldn't it be possible to work at ease and not have to fight with the corpse king?

I didn't expect that she was so smart, and even Ziyang didn't think of a method that made her find out so easily, she who has always been extremely narcissistic suddenly began to flutter with some arrogance, if she had a tail now, maybe she might be able to lift it to the sky.

But when you think about it, it's very difficult to actually work, and those stakes are so thick and long, there is no other way to get rid of them.

Isn't it possible to ask her to go back and pull it up one by one? Definitely not, these things look like solid wood. Although she has a lot of strength, she has just been injured, and she is still surging with blood and blood, and she can't make up one-tenth of her original cramps, so how can she be good?

"I don't know how the old man fixed this heavy thing into the soil" muttered to himself and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: no, these wooden stakes were not nailed in by the old man himself at all, they should be nailed down one by one by the nine corpse kings in this legend, these nine corpse kings must have worked hard when they were alive, and the old way gave them some money, and it was easy for them to cut down wood and nail the piles, thinking about it and thinking about it, and strengthening this guess, but what can this mean? Does it have anything to do with how to destroy this stake?

Zhu Yifei's brain is really very different from ordinary people, her divergent thinking often follows a messy trajectory, she thought that if Lao Dao nails herself, it must be that each one is determined to be dead, and it will not be different, because the arrangement of this thing, the difference of thousands of miles is absolutely sloppy, but if it is replaced by others......

I don't know how other Taoist priests treat money, anyway, Ziyang is a person who is like money and dung sometimes inevitably slams the door, that old Taoist is not a good person, he will definitely be bargained with by this group of people, and his attitude will not be good if he is upset, so although these people are in a hurry, they will inevitably have some resentment in their hearts.

In addition, it is human nature to be lazy and slippery, and there are only one or two out of ten people who are truly industrious and honest, and if these stakes are really nailed into the soil, then there will definitely be a loose or different existence from others.

But what if the old man was going to kill them and ask for them directly? What do they say at a fixed price? Will there still be such a vulnerability?

Zhu Yifei hesitated.

There was a sudden groan of pain above his head, this voice was very familiar, it must be Ziyang's injury was not light, Ziyang was rarely tortured by the pain, it seems that he is really in danger now, if he doesn't find a way to rescue as soon as possible, something will really happen.

In this way, Zhu Yifei began to drum one stake after another, sometimes kicking and kicking, sometimes holding and shaking with both hands, and there was no progress in five or six in succession.

However, she did not give up, and there was still no loosening until the last one, it seems that she has misjudged.

The internal injuries are getting worse and worse, and now she feels that her forehead and intestines are swaying and winding around the major arteries, and she is afraid that she will not be able to stay in the soil for long now.

I tried them one by one again, but nothing changed, just looking at the sticky paint-like things on my palms, and I couldn't tell the irritability and disgust in my heart.

No, wait, the paint on your hands? She remembered the messy patterns she saw on the stakes when she was on the top, and she was suddenly surprised in her heart, and her hands touched and rubbed on the stakes again, and after a while, those strange patterns were blurred by her.

The palm of her hand also began to ache hotly, but she didn't care, while tearing off a large piece of her skirt and wiping it in her hand as a rag, her mind was still thinking: Fortunately, these patterns are not engraved, otherwise she will not be able to remove them if she is tired, unless she scratches them messily with a knife.

She hasn't reached the stage of transformation yet, it is Ziyang. It's just a little bit of a trick to turn stones into gold, it's okay to fool mortals who don't have the eyes of heaven, in front of her, stones are stones, and they will never turn into gold.

But the transformation is different, in fact, the transformation is a kind of borrowing, teleporting from other places for their own use, and then returning it when they run out, so sometimes mortals will throw some messy things, no matter how they find it, they remember that they were placed there, but they disappeared out of thin air for no reason, and they found it again after a few days, maybe it was still in the original place, maybe it was in other places, and the people who lost it would think that they had made a mistake, but in fact, they were borrowed by people like them who had spells.

While Zhu Yifei was busy underground, Ziyang on the ground was being grabbed by the three corpse kings with their wrists and ankles respectively, and they were lifted up and fell down hard, until he was dizzy and spat blood.

How strong and strong this corpse king is, with the energy he has played with his current cultivation, he can hardly even hurt their hair, and he can't even make them pause and take a breath, Jade Whisk Dust and Soul Suppression Bell don't know where they fell, and now he is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, with injuries all over his body, especially internal injuries, which are particularly serious, and he can hardly even cast spells.

Seeing the nine corpse kings surrounding him again, Ziyang couldn't help but sigh, his heart gradually calmed down, lifted his bruised eyelids, looked at the unusually poignant full moon, and gradually turned into a silly and familiar smile in a trance, that smile seemed to be extremely infectious and charming, and he couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth.

Nine extremely hideous faces pressed down, blocking all the smiling faces, those long fangs reflected the cold light, like several steel knives and iron daggers, and the next second they were about to split his body and break his bones.

With a long sigh, Ziyang slowly closed his eyes............