After the crochet-like tentacles pierced my neck, the whole tentacle pierced into my blood vessels, and the skin on my body began to turn purple and brown almost at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 At the same time, I only felt a sudden sourness in my veins, as if the painted skin demon was pouring a disgusting liquid into my veins.

I once heard that there was a kind of capital punishment in the court during the Shang and Zhou dynasties, that is, the blood of the living was drained and poured into the blood of immortal zombies, so as to turn the living into zombies.

Later, I heard Lu Xiaobu say that in the "Heavenly Dao Sutra" inside their mountain moving gate, he said: "Corpse transformation" can be divided into several types, among which the newly dead people who have not long died and the sudden corpse pounce on people belong to the most common one.

The second is that the corpse is dead but not decomposed, although it has been dead for a long time, but the hair and nails and even the internal organs are still growing slowly, this is the murderous corpse, and it is also the black and white murderer who is often dug up by tomb robbers, these corpses have actually had signs of corpse transformation in the closed coffin, once the coffin is opened and encounters yang energy, the body hair immediately soars, not only the body can hurt people, but the corpse gas that comes out of the mouth can also kill people invisibly.

The third type is that after some people die, they are possessed by all kinds of mountain spirits and wild monsters, evil spirits, and evil ghosts, forming evil ghosts such as drought and painted skin, which are harmful to the Quartet.

To tell the truth, I have now become a person who is not a ghost or a ghost, and I have both the "human medicine" in the tomb of the five gods in my body and the corpse oil drunk by the eyes of the heavens, plus the curse of the soul mother who came to this Sabalam royal court this time, if I am poured some corpse blood into this painting skin, it is difficult to guarantee that I will not become a monster!

My neck was strangled by this thing, and my whole body was strangled and I couldn't breathe. I don't dare cut this thing even if I have a knife in my hand, who knows what will happen if it stays in my neck? Just when I was hesitating to cut this thing. My face has grown a lot of plum-shaped corpse spots, and my eyes are starting to change color. It seems that the corpse poison of this painted skin demon is extremely powerful, and I really can't bear this domineering corpse poison with my own self-healing power.

I thought to myself, I couldn't care about the fact that this painted tongue was left in my neck, and I knew that if I didn't cut this tongue again, I would really become a living zombie! In severe pain, I raised the foxadeer and slashed at the tongue on my neck, but before the foxadeer could swing it, I suddenly stretched out a cold hand from the wall, like a cold iron tong. Grabbed my arm that grabbed the knife.

I screamed bitterly in my heart, knowing that I was about to return to my place now, and the corpse spots spread so fast that they jumped half of my body along my major artery. The body temperature on my body is hot and cold alternately, and I suddenly feel a little ridiculous when I die, and I can't help but want to scold Jim's magic stick, what kind of bullshit golden blood, it's really not good at all, and someone just now said that I must live forever. In less than two hours, I'm now going to die deep underground in the Himalayas.

It's just one thing that I don't want to reconcile, how can this painted skin demon be a physical zombie, how can it penetrate the wall and attack me. And who exactly controlled this demon's attack on Klaus's base, if all this is a coincidence, then I don't believe it.

Because the eyes are extremely bloodshot. Suddenly, I felt my consciousness begin to blur and the world around me became extremely strange. It's as if my mind has entered the level of consciousness, is this a return to the light. I do not know.

In this state, I could see gravity pulling the dust in the air towards the ground, and the surrounding earth corpse qi was constantly radiating from my body, and the power gradually erupted in my body, and every cell in my body was cheering.

Gradually, I felt that the iron tongs that were pinching my arm seemed to have no strength, and I subconsciously broke free, and accidentally used too much force to drag the whole painted skin demon out of the tomb wall.

There was a look of disbelief in the demon's eyes, but without hesitation, I grabbed the tongue of the painted skin and pulled it out of my neck.

Then, I smelled a foul smell of corpse blood, and the blood spurting out of my neck was a moldy black-green corpse blood, mixed with a large amount of corpse hair, and it was blocked in clumps of the rupture of the main artery.

I got goosebumps all over my body from this kind of corpse hair, and at this time I suddenly had a violent mood, and I reached out to pull the black corpse hair that blocked my veins, these corpse hairs looked like clumps of women's hair, and each time I pulled out, I would bring out a large patch of pus and blood and clumps of long hair.

The painted skin demon saw me reach out to pull the corpse hair, his eyes were suddenly full of resentment, and without warning he opened his fangs and bit my face, this mouth was really disgusting, the teeth inside were uneven, many teeth continued to grow after death, all grew black corpse mold, the mouth was full of black corpse spots because of long-term scavenging, I saw it bite at me, and swung out the foxadeer knife, I didn't expect the strength of this knife to be so great, He actually cut off the head of the painted skin ghost from the middle of his mouth on the spot, and directly cut off half of its head.

The headless skin-painter ghost didn't die at all, and his body suddenly gave birth to a lot of hook-like flesh thorns, as if he wanted to shake off my hand and escape, and for a moment I didn't know where I got the strength, and I grabbed the hand of the skin-painting ghost and picked it up.

This time, I directly slammed it on the ground, and it was seven or eight times in one smash!

When I came back to my senses, the painted body had been smashed into meat sauce by me, and there was stinky blood from the broken corpse everywhere, and the tentacles like sewing needles in the corpse were naturally smashed by me.

I didn't care about nausea, such a strenuous exercise, the blood spurting out of the major arteries almost caused me to lose too much blood and died, my brain was dizzy, and the whole person walked deep and shallow, as if stepping on cotton. I know that if it weren't for my ability to recover far beyond ordinary people, I would have died more than six or seven times just now.

After all of this, all I have left is my mind, but if I don't have more blood, I'm afraid I'll still have to die. With this thought, I stumbled into the showroom with my hand over my neck, where there was a medical kit to stop the bleeding.

However, if my brain had not fallen into this near-death state of severe ischemia, I would definitely have thought about how unreasonable my behavior of shaking a strong man of nearly 200 pounds just now was, and there was a mysterious corpse of Princess Snow Lotus in the exhibition hall...... (To be continued.) )