The injuries on his body couldn't be lighter for him.

This immortal evil creature was much easier to deal with than he imagined, and Liu Ziang only felt more relaxed.

However, when he took a step, Liu Ziang's steps trembled, and his forward movements stopped.

Just after hesitating for a second, Liu Ziang quickly retreated.

This immortal creature, after breaking its hands and feet, also seems to have not been injured in any way.

It still sat on the golden throne without making a sound.

There is no mouth, and there is no sound.

But that doesn't mean it's not moving.

I saw that it raised its two arms with severed palms and threw them at Liu Ziang.

Although the undead creature had broken its hands and a hoof, no blood flowed out.

This flick is a black liquid.

It's not blood, and the smell coming out is an extremely fishy smell.

This liquid is highly toxic.

But it's not a trick.

Basically, undead evil creatures will do this trick.

Naturally, when this immortal evil thing raised its hand, Liu Ziang knew what it meant, and it was to explode and retreat.

He is flesh and blood, and even if he is strong, he can't withstand the corrosion of venom.

When the venom fell, it was in the clouds, and there was a loud sound, and white smoke was rising.

Dodging the venom, Liu Ziang made a gesture and rushed towards the immortal evil creature with his sword again.

At this moment, the undead evil creature waved its arm again.

No black liquid emanated from its wound. On the contrary, when he waved his arms, an attraction suddenly came out.

The inexplicable pull fell on Liu Ziang, and he immediately paused.

I already know it in my heart!

The undead evil creature's action just now was not a wave of his hand.

It's beckoning!

Beckoning, the pull is getting bigger and bigger!

Liu Ziang didn't dare to rush again, and slammed the sword in his hand to the ground, and the tip of the sword pierced into this strange cloud.

Liu Ziang held the hilt of his sword strangely, using his strength to resist this strange pulling force.

The fat man stabbed his bow to the ground as well.

His bow, which had been swept past the edge, was unusually sharp.

The fat man's bow also pierced into the clouds and turned into a pillar, and the fat man resisted the huge suction.

As for Xu Ling, she had already touched the wall.

When the suction force came out, she took a step forward and fell to the entrance of the Divine Palace.

Pulling the door frame with his bare hands.

Under the great suction, Xu Ling did not move.

"Whew!"

The force of sucking is getting bigger and bigger.

In the end, it turned into a violent wind.

The clouds were swept together by the wind, and they all converged on the sides of the earth.

Surrounded by clouds, it's as if it's really in the clouds.

Liu Ziang's clothes had already been scraped by the force of the suck.

His feet slowly left the ground.

The fat man's bow pierced under the clouds, shaking incessantly, as if it would be ripped away by suction at any moment.

Only Xu Ling grabbed the door frame and didn't move.

"Ahh

Suddenly, screams rang out from the sky.

"Don't, I don't want to come back!"

"Let me go, let me get out of here!"

"Let me go, I want to die, I want to be free!"

Immediately after, shouts and screams came out.

Liu Ziang, Xu Ling and the fat man just raised their eyes slightly, and they could see clearly.

Those who rushed out of the shrine before were pulled back by the force of the pull.

In mid-air, with the inverted wind, they rushed backwards in front of the immortal evil thing.

Finally, a terrifying scene appeared.

The gasping wind came from the severed hands and feet of the undead.

The people who were pulled back all gathered at the wounds of the monster.

At the same time, sprouts of flesh came out of the wound, engulfing the people it had sucked past and pulling them into the wound.

The screams became louder than before.

The hands and feet of this monster were easily cut off by Liu Ziang.

But this is thanks to the peerless sword in his hand from the pre-Qin period.

In fact, the arm skin of this undead monster is definitely comparable to steel!

The person who was pulled into the monster's wound squeezed together within the wound of the undead monster, squeezing more and more.

Their bodies quickly twisted and twisted.

As more and more people grew, the latter ones were squeezed and crushed into meatloaf.

Blood naturally gushed out when the people in these paintings were squeezed out.

It's just that the blood and a small amount of minced flesh are pulled by the suction force and enter the wound.

The people who were pulled by the suction to the wounds of the monster were all dead, and the screaming naturally stopped.

They became one and became one.

In the end, the wound of the undead evil creature was completely blocked.

The force of the gasp stopped suddenly.

But the mutation of the undead evil creature was still not complete.

At his palms and right foot, the mass of flesh that blocked the wound writhed and deformed.

In less than two or three seconds, the meat ball turned into claws and sheep words.

Liu Ziang and the fat man, who had already fallen to the ground, frowned as they looked at what happened to the undead evil thing.

It's not that the monster has grown its hands and feet back.

They just didn't expect that this immortal creature was actually cannibalistic in this way.

Undead evil creatures, and even just some small monsters that have been transformed by the secret art of undead, all have an irrepressible desire to eat people.

After eating this immortal evil creature without a mouth, Liu Ziang thought that it was one of the few immortal evil creatures that could control the desire to eat people.

I didn't expect it to be so wrong.

Thinking about what happened to those people before they died, Liu Ziang gritted his teeth heavily.

Cannibalism is not enough.

His cannibalism is torture and killing!

The suction stopped, and Liu Ziang pulled out the knife that had pierced the ground.

The fat man also drew his bow and arrows, took a few steps, and came to Liu Ziang.

"Can't let him make this move, as long as he can't make this move, it shouldn't be difficult to kill him."

Liu Liaoang nodded, raised the sword in his hand, and whispered, "Ancestor, I have to use a fast attack." ”

When the words fell, the sword in Liu Ziang's hand continued to tremble, and the sword chanted loudly.

And the red essence in the sword body suddenly spread to the tip of the sword.

"Fatty, the defense will be handed over to you!" At the same time, Liu Ziang turned his head and whispered softly to the fat man.

"Small!" The fat man chuckled, raised the giant bow in his hand, and had already mounted an arrow.

The offensive has changed, and Liu Ziang looked towards the man on the throne.

The undead creature looked at its newborn palms and feet, and after a bit of movement, its body leaned forward slightly.

Finally, the god-king, who was sitting on the throne, stood up from the throne.

When standing, it is like a mountain, moving the world.

If this mountain falls, it will surely perish. If this mountain is established, it will bless the side with peace.

At the same time, the clouds gathered around him seemed to be unable to withstand the power of this immortal evil thing, and collapsed violently.

Half a second later, the undead stood straight.

It was only at this time that Liu Ziang and his entourage could see his whole picture clearly.

Sheep-shaped without a mouth!

It's just for his face.

In fact, this immortal creature has a bloody mouth around its waist.

Around the mouth, there are eyes, noses, and even two fleshy holes that represent ears.

If you don't look at the mouth, you can see that the eyes, ears and nose are clearly a human face.

"That's right, I'll just say that the immortal evil thing, how can there be no human characteristics!"

Nine out of nine immortal evil things are transformed by people who have been subjected to immortal secret techniques.

These immortal evil creatures will more or less maintain their human characteristics.

In fact, the more complete the undead mystic art is, the more human characteristics are retained.

For example, the source of the immortal curse is outwardly difficult to distinguish between them and humans.

As for the immortal creature.

After standing up straight, the huge sheep's head stood tall and looked into the distance.

Straight-eyed, godless and ruthless, he seems to see everything as an ant.

What really looked at Liu Ziang and his party were the eyes of this monster's abdomen.

Those eyes are full of greed, madness, ferocity, and blood!

That expression clearly wanted to grab Liu Ziang, tear him to pieces, and swallow it in one mouth!