"You've disturbed my good dreams, damn it! It just so happens that I'm hungry too, so you still have to die. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info you hypocritical and ambitious, it is also your honor to be my food. The sound of a broken drum came from under the altar.

With the gray raindrops that fell on the earth outside, the statues in the house were cracked little by little, and finally burst with a bang.

An eerie smiling face emerged from the hole, followed by a monster-like body, and every time it went up, the stone at the entrance of the cave was crushed to pieces. "Take it!" Shang Junzhu shoved Hou Zhu into Meng Shichen's hand, and with his sword, he flew into a ball of surging white light and hit the monster's neck.

"I can't help myself!" The Dead sneered, the altar shook violently, and the ground on the side was suddenly pierced by a sharp claw, and the hard claw chased after Shang Junzhu's back with flying ash and tiny stones!

Seeing this, Li Hua flew forward to help, and he re-conjured up the flower-wrapped long sword to slash directly at the sharp claw that attacked Shang Junzhu's back.

At this moment, another claw appeared on the other side of the ground! The sharp claws like an awl chase after the painting, vividly interpreting what is the praying mantis catching the cicada and the yellow finch behind, but the cicada and the yellow finch are both the outcasts who have not yet completely turned into a crust.

The head on its shoulder seemed to be unable to move smoothly, just a decoy. An invisible triangular trap has formed where his arm can reach!

If it weren't for the fact that this altar was big enough, it is estimated that Meng Shichen would have fallen down by now!

The whirlwind and murderous aura trapped the monk Junzhu in that dangerous area, and the dead man grinned so hard that the corners of his mouth reached his ears, it was estimated that he had been in Wu Qiling's body for too long. The whole face is the appearance of Wu Qiling.

"Look how you escape! I will take revenge by tearing you alive with those swords that hurt me! The Dead grinned, his claws flapping, his forearm shattering under the slate, and the slab kicking off countless stones.

Seeing this situation, Li Hua had to turn around to resist the claws to save himself, and even Shang Junzhu turned around in an instant.

When the Dead saw them turn back, the claws did not stop for half a minute. Meng Shichen in the Fu array hurriedly used Suihou Zhu to heal his injuries and tried his best to support the strength of the monk Junzhu from the painting. Lu Qi was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he forgot to convey internal force to Wu Qiling.

He stared blankly at the monster that could cover Shang Junzhu with one slap, and countless fears rose in his heart. If the original vine spirit was only terrifying because of its large size, then the current monster is a real demon!

The sword of the monk Junzhu and the claws of the dead man collided together, and the moment the energy was handed over, a gust of wind immediately rolled up, and the whole room began to fly sand and stones, and the gravel sandwiched the flying sand turned into a whirlpool, locking the monk Junzhu closer to the dead in front of the dead man.

The gravel has been turned into a sharp blade under the rapid rotation, and there is still an air shield from the painting. Shang Junzhu's side was not very good, his handsome face had been soaked with a trace of blood, and the clothes on his body were also torn, and the mouth was deep into the skin, and the blood was constantly smeared.

But he could only resist the claws of the outlaws, and Meng Shichen also felt the pain of burning fire.

She wiped the corner of her lips with her index finger, stained a little bead of blood on the talisman that was the eye of the formation, and immediately this seal instantly replaced the already tattered rune seal of the Wumen.

The Dead Disciple who was about to break free was stuck there like this, and it roared in anger, and its voice was dyed with fierceness, like a beast about to go mad.

Shang Junzhu and Lihua took advantage of the gap when the outlaw was distracted and angry, and rushed out of the coercion of the claws, and turned into a way to attack together, and the air cover of Lihua also happened to protect Shang Junzhu. Although the two undead have little to do with each other, they usually like to go their separate ways, but now they cooperate well.

They enveloped their bodies in sword light, and with a swoop, they swooped out with both swords and cut off one of the outlaw's claws!

Under the blow, the two of them didn't seem to find a flaw. The Dead roared and tightened the black fur all over his body, turning into armor in an instant! "I'm going to tear you apart! Eat! The outlaw roared, his fist smashing several large holes into the ground.

Seeing that a punch was about to hit Meng Shichen, she suddenly jumped up from the talisman array and deftly avoided the outlaw's claws, and by the way, she also kicked on the back of its stiff hand, and in an instant, it had reached the back of the outlaw's neck!

Hand up and knife down!

Meng Shichen aimed at the outlaw's neck and stabbed him violently! However, the blade shattered inch by inch when it touched the outlaw's neck...... She was shocked and quickly used Sui Hou Zhu's spiritual power, but in the end, she only made the shattered soul blade turn into a red-crowned crane again.

"Don't think you can kill me with a soul blade!" The Dead Disciple slammed his backhand and clawed over.

Meng Shichen held the hilt of the soul blade and tried to lift her qi, but she had nowhere to borrow her strength in the air, only the share that fell. Thinking of this, her heart jumped, and at this moment, Shang Jun Zhutiao suddenly appeared beside her and caught her and flew out, while Lihua went to block the blow of the outlaw!

"Bang!" It slapped the painting against the wall, and the sword stabbed the dead man's palm through the hole.

Meng Shichen shrank in Shang Junzhu's arms, and spit out another mouthful of thick blood. She even wondered if she would just get a small wound to her face and vomit blood and die.

"There's no time." Shang Junzhu hugged Meng Shichen tightly and glanced outside.

The thunder outside was even more intense, the raindrops finally turned into hail and fell, and the lightning crackled down on this altar as if it were a target! The water under the altar swelled, muddy and churned, and many dead colorful fish floated on it.

At the end, he glanced at the painting that was climbing up against the wall: "Xiao Shichen, you have to hold on." ”

"Ahem...... You ......" Meng Shichen coughed hard twice before she could speak, but Shang Junzhu had already let go of her and rushed towards the outlaw with the belief that she would die.

Almost at the same time, the Dead also manipulated the gravel to smash at Shang Junzhu. Yet with his sword in hand, he danced himself into an invisible cloud of light, hearing only the clanging of blades and rubble, and the angry roar of the outlaw.

Meng Shichen gritted his teeth and took out Suihou Zhu and the soul blade: "The soul blade can't kill you, so what about Sui Hou Zhu too?" As she spoke, the soul blade in her hand immediately appeared, and the red-crowned crane in the room had disappeared.

"Can you kill that monster then?" Lu Qi came to her side at some point, staring at Sui Hou Zhu and the Soul Blade.

Meng Shichen endured the pain all over his body and said, "It's just a desperate fight." Before the words fell, she used all her strength to control the trembling hand and held the soul blade, stabbing at Sui Hou Zhu.

Immediately, a blue light bloomed in the room, and the soul blade did not pierce Suihou Zhu, but stuck to it, just like wearing a rock sugar gourd, but it was just that the soul blade itself was divided into two sections. (To be continued.) )