Chapter 85: Three Little White Faces

Those dead qi are very similar to the aura of the surrounding dead qi primordial stones!

Could it be that these Dead Qi Yuan Stones were absorbed by him? What kind of thing is he? Wang Jin was shocked in his heart, and looked at the strange person carefully.

This strange man is so tall that there are two adults combined, but his head is the size of a normal human head, his skin is purple, there are many sewing marks on his face, body, feet and arms, and his legs are very thick, as if they are inflated inside, and he is surprised that he has eight arms!

Eight arms, each arm holds a weapon, there are eight types of weapons: broadsword, sword, iron rod, fork, iron ring, spear, one-handed hammer, and one-handed axe.

"It's all Yuan Weapon, there is no tainted Yuan Weapon!" Wang Jin gasped, saying that it was impossible not to be excited.

Especially that spear, which is filled with an amazing aura, you can know at a glance that it is unique among the elements!

"That's the medium-grade Yuan Weapon!" Wang Jin's eyes shrank.

He wanted to rush over to get it, but reason stopped his impulse, and it was conceivable that the strange man was undoubtedly the Demon Beast King, and at this time, the eight-armed Demon Beast King closed his eyes tightly, like a sleeping king, sitting on the stone chair and sleeping.

It must have been affected by Zhang Yanzhuo's Duqiao Comb! Wang Jin thought to himself, but can the Duqiao Comb really restrain the eight-armed Demon Beast King?

His body was full of traces of patchwork, and he was able to absorb these dead qi stones...... Wang Jin is constantly analyzing and speculating on the information he has collected in his mind.

Thinking of the words he saw on the head of the dragon turtle, and then seeing the Demon Beast King at this time, Wang Jin seemed to understand what some unreadable fonts meant.

Create!

This eight-armed Demon Beast King was created by Huang Zizhen, and it was made up of the corpses of four different powerful martial artists! Oh my God, someone could actually create life! Wang Jin was taken aback.

However, in the mortal dust continent, it is said that the birth of life is heavenly selection, and it is God who creates life, so if other people create life, it is against the sky, and the sky is irreversible!

But the facts are in front of him, Huang Zizhen succeeded, what he did was an act against the sky, so this eight-armed demon beast king could not absorb the vitality of heaven and earth like other living beings, and could only absorb death qi.

Everything is clear.

It's terrifying, Wang Jin saw a vague description from the inscription, mentioning that this eight-armed demon beast king is very terrifying, maybe more than three thousand years ago, most of the martial artists who were captured alive by Venerable Shang Fang and thrown into the fourth layer of the land of death were killed by the eight-armed demon beast king.

Wang Jin's face was uncertain, and finally seemed to have made up his mind, and turned around and went back the way he came.

At this time, the four great clans of Sword Slashing Peak had only recovered from the joy of countless Yuan Stones, but then they were worried about how to take these Yuan Stones away, because they had no storage Yuan Tools.

In the end, they became depressed, and discussed together, they could take as much as they could, and they would find the medium-grade yuan first, so they began to search in the big room.

Soon they would see the sleeping eight-armed demon beast king, Wang Jin's eyes were cold, and he walked quickly towards the door.

Lin Daide was still rolling on the ground, screaming, the skin on his body had festered sixty percent, if he wasn't the owner of the Poison Element, he would have died a long time ago.

This person has a strong sense of survival, otherwise suffering this heart-rending pain, ordinary people will either die or can't help but commit suicide. Wang Jin's eyes narrowed.

Then he turned his mind, activated the variety of clothes, and changed his body.

Wang Jin turned into a staggering corpse, and then he exuded the aura of necromantic vitality, and at this time, anyone who saw him would think that he was a dead man.

Wang Jin staggered and walked towards Lin Daide.

Lin Daide was rolling on the ground in pain, and suddenly saw the deceased of Wang Jin Huacheng walking towards him, and his face suddenly panicked, he was now highly poisoned into his body, and his whole body had no power to fight back, and ordinary deceased people could easily take his life.

He stood up desperately, leaning his back against the wall, his face distorted by pain, trying to use the power of the Yuan Spirit to deal with the dead, but unexpectedly spat out a mouthful of black water from his mouth, and puss erupted from the festering places on his body.

Without the help of others, the terminally ill Lin Daide would definitely not live for a stick of incense.

"Woo...... Woo woo...... "Wang Jin followed the example of the deceased, let out a terrifying low roar in his throat, and then walked around Lin Daide as if he was familiar with it.

Lindette was surprised that the deceased did not attack him!

"Is it that I'm going to die, that he thinks I'm dead and doesn't interest me anymore?" said Lindette laughing to himself.

Wang Jin secretly took out some pills from the storage pendant, and then put them into an empty bottle and hung them on his own waist.

He staggered along, and the vial shook with a clang.

What is that? Lin Daide stared at the medicine bottle on the deceased's waist, his eyes lit up with a burst of hope, although reasonable people knew that the elixir carried by an ordinary deceased person was either old and had lost its medicinal properties, or it could not cure the poison he received at all, but a dead horse was a live horse doctor, and Lin Daide, who had a strong desire to survive, would not give up any small hope.

Lin Daide stared at the deceased who Wang Jin turned into vigilantly, and made sure that the deceased really had no interest in him, so he hurriedly rushed up with the pain and ripped off the medicine bottle with one hand.

Wang Jin continued to stagger, and finally disappeared into the labyrinth.

"Uh-huh......" Lindday rolled on the ground and screamed in pain again, he tried to pull open the medicine bottle, and found that there were ten red balls the size of soybeans and a bead the color of jade.

Lin Daide was suddenly surprised: "Ten Sacred Healing Pills, one Soul Rejuvenation Jasper Pill?

"Hahaha......"

"Ahem...... Ah......h

Meditate in place to recover!

Far away, where ordinary people can't see, Wang Jin quietly walked out of the darkness, his eyes in the darkness were like two ghostly lights, this is the ability to see the dark environment he has obtained after he has the power of the necromantic spirit.

He took Lindade's every move into his eyes.

"The last Soul Rejuvenation Jade Pill I got from Wang Chutian was given to the dog to eat, but it's worth it, I must succeed in ......" Wang Jin's eyes were blazing.

With Wang Jin's own strength, he is far from being the opponent of the eight-armed demon beast king, he wants to get the spear in the hands of the eight-armed demon beast king, a middle-grade yuan weapon that can only be used at the elder level!

Perhaps with the Zhongpin Yuan Instrument, Wang Jin will have the confidence to go home......

Lin Daide had the Soul Rejuvenation Jade Pill to bring him back from the brink of death, and there were ten Holy Healing Pills to restore his cultivation during the period of total victory, and the ulceration on his body due to the poison had stopped, although those wounds were difficult to heal, but he finally had no worries about his life.

Lin Daide slowly stood up and said excitedly: "Although these pills are not antidotes, they not only help me recover my cultivation, but also suppress the poison, which can be suppressed for a month, and when I go back, I will ask the master to help me get rid of this poison, next!"

Lin Daide's eyes were cold: "Zhang Yanzhuo, you stinky girl, dare to plot against me, if it weren't for God's favor of me, I would have died a long time ago, I will kill you and your three little white faces!"

Lindade's face was extremely hideous, and he rushed into the large room with a raging rage.

Seeing this, Wang Jin also came out of the shadows and quietly followed in.

At this time, Zhang Yanzhuo and the four of them also found the space in the pile of dead qi yuan stones, and they were so surprised that they hurriedly pulled out the yuan stones that blocked the way one by one and rushed inside.

"This is the Eight-Armed Demon Beast King!" Zhang Yanzhuo said in surprise.

"Did he sleep?" the other three men worried.

"Don't worry, Duqiao comb is not covered, even if the eight-armed demon beast king is strong, it will take a day before he wakes up. ”

"Oh my God, he has eight arms, and each arm holds a Yuan weapon!"

"Rich! Rich!"

"Hehehe. Zhang Yanzhuo threw a wink at the three men, "The spear belongs to me, and you can take the other yuan weapons." ”

"Hehe, Senior Sister Zhang is a woman, she still holds a sword more elegantly, and the gun is used by men. Li Yihui said suddenly.

"Oh, Senior Brother Li, don't you listen to Senior Sister?" Zhang Yanzhuo's eyes were cold.

"Hehe, of course I listened, but after I have a medium-grade element, I can better protect my junior sister. Li Yihui said with a smile.

"That's wrong, I should be the one who can protect my sister, so I should take the spear. Qin Zhiheng sneered.

"Two, you don't deserve to take the medium-grade elemental weapon, because your strength is slightly inferior to mine. Zhao Erguo was not to be outdone.

Then the three men involuntarily distanced themselves from each other, wary of each other.

Zhang Yanzhuo sneered: "If you haven't gotten the medium-grade yuan weapon yet, you are going to turn against each other, it's better for me to take the medium-grade yuan weapon first, and when I think that among the three of you, which one is the most sincere to me, I will give him the medium-grade yuan weapon." ”

Of course, the three men didn't believe what Zhang Yanzhuo said, it was right that they liked Zhang Yanzhuo, but they also ended Zhang Yanzhuo's temper and character.

The three men were about to stop it, but Zhang Yanzhuo turned around violently, took out the Duqiao comb, and threatened: "If you dare to go against me again, I will pinch the Duqiao comb, and the bright breath will naturally be lost, once the eight-armed demon beast king wakes up, not only will you not get anything, but even your life will be gone!"

"No, no, no, we listen to my sister. The three men panicked.

"Hmph! Toast without eating and drinking, men are not good things, and they forget their righteousness. Zhang Yanzhuo scolded coquettishly, and then twisted his ass and walked in front of the eight-armed demon beast king.

She first stretched out her little hand and shook it in front of the huge eight-armed Demon Beast King, and found that the Demon Beast King had no reaction, so she climbed onto the body of the Demon Beast King with a slight smile.

"Gollum ......" The three men swallowed involuntarily, fantasizing about how their junior sister had climbed on top of them.

Zhang Yanzhuo laboriously pulled away the hand of the Demon Beast King holding the spear, and then took the spear off.

Whoosh ......

A few shots were fired in place, and the surrounding air buzzed with a terrifying sound just by looking at it.

It deserves to be a medium-grade element...... The three men stared greedily at the spear.

"What is this spear called?" Zhang Yanzhuo was about to check the small text on the handle of the gun.