"The Demon Heart Seed Buddha. ”

Old man Qiao said lightly.

The movement of the corpse suddenly slowed down, and finally the strength involuntarily became smaller and smaller, and in the end, he actually stopped attacking and folded his hands.

It struggled, but as if it had been forcibly clasped its hands, it bowed to Old Man Qiao.

Du Qiang, who was not far away, was dumbfounded, almost forgetting the pain in his spiritual body—the corpse was as powerful as a myth in their organization, could it be so easily subdued?

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he shouted at Old Man Qiao, "Old man, run!"

After all, his kindness was not lost, and Du Qiang hoped that the old man would hear his warning.

"Poof!"

The corpse's body stopped struggling, and its headless neck began to condense a black qi that looked like a substance, and then, a purple-black head emerged, this skull was extremely ugly, as if it had been stitched together by countless different broken human heads.

Normally, the corpse is headless, but when it is trapped, its head grows.

"Boom!!"

The corpse let out a cry like that of a baby, and it was loud and loud.

After this cry, the heavens and the earth were silent, and there was no sound within a radius of several kilometers.

"It's over, it's too late. Du Qiang sighed.

This is what he reminded Zhao Xu before, the most terrifying ability of the corpse - a large-scale absolute death.

Under this roar, the living will die, and a dead soul like him will benefit—his spiritual wounds have healed.

Others are easy to say, but the person Du Qiang regrets the most is Zhao Xu.

In Jinbeizui Fishing Village, all the villagers stopped their movements, their skin quickly turned black, and then, like the previous Moxican, fleshed into black mud and bones.

And the nearest old man Qiao is naturally the first to bear the brunt, and the attack is also the most direct, although he is not an ordinary person, but he also has no flesh and skin, and has become a pair of white bones, behind the white bones, there are thousands of arm bones.

The power of a roar is like this.

In the photo studio, Granny Yu's body is even more rickety, this photo studio is the core of the entire fishing village, barely blocking the attack of the ambush corpse, Granny Yu as the "heart of the array", although her body is fine, but Zhao Xu can see from her face that she is suffering a lot of pain.

"Mother-in-law Yu, Master Qiao, he ......" Zhao Xu tried to comfort, but he didn't know where to start.

"He didn't die that easily. Granny Yu said, "However, we do have a big support, if we are prepared in advance, we will not be so embarrassed." ”

............

"Click!"

The corpse stretched out his hand and pushed the bone frame of the old man Qiao who was blocking in front of him, making a sound of bone joints rubbing.

The crumbling skeleton seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind, but the corpse could not be pushed at once.

"Nan Wu knows the bottom, Su knows the bottom...... Siddhigara, Royer ......"

A low Buddha chant came out of nowhere, like the sound of the wind blowing through the bones of Old Man Qiao.

"Smack!"

Two long bony arms stretched out, grabbed the corpse's hands, and forcibly put it together again.

"Click. ”

Old Man Qiao's skeletal head turned, and in the hollow eye sockets, golden flames were burning.

The "swastika" Buddha seal on the chest of the corpse flickered with the leap of the golden flame.

"Sama Siri, Asher, Suvaha!"

The Buddha's singing is getting louder and clearer, and the power that shocks people's hearts is like a surging wave, surging.

The corpse bent down on his knees, and was almost on his knees, but he held on to himself, and the "hum" sound in his mouth was even more harsh like a buzzer, trying to cover up the sound of the Buddha.

"Boom, Nyima!" In the photo studio, Zhao Xu was so noisy that his ears rang with the noise, and the mother-in-law Yu next to him seemed to be almost exhausted, and the baby dragon on his shoulder also became sluggish, Zhao Xu burst into a foul mouth in annoyance, and then stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the sand table, and the index finger of his right hand pressed directly on the head of the corpse on the sand table!

"Get down on your knees!"

"Boom!"

At the entrance of the village, the corpse fell to its knees and smashed a spiderweb-like double pit on the ground, and its stitched head burst directly.

There is no more "boom" sound, and the world is quiet.

The incomparably rich black aura crossed the space and contaminated Zhao Xu's fingers, just like the time when Granny Yu bounced off the corpse before.

It's just that Zhao Xu's nails didn't fall off, and as soon as the black breath touched Zhao Xu's fingers, it was directly absorbed like a mud cow entering the sea.

"20 days 02:30:02 seconds. ”

"20 days 02:00:01 seconds. ”

"20 days 01:30:00 seconds. ”

“......”

“......”

"18 days 17:29:51. ”

"18 days, 15:29:50. ”

“......”

Zhao Xu only felt that the countdown to the crossing in the upper right corner of his sight was beating wildly, and the "sauce" energy of the corpse's exploding head was too sufficient, and he felt no less powerful than absorbing the power of the divine dragon before, surging into his body.

"......" Mother-in-law Yu looked stupid next to her - is the heir of Meihuazhuang's generation a monster?

"Is there anything else? a little more!" Zhao Xu smacked his lips a little unsatisfactorily when he saw that the countdown stopped at "15 days, 03:15 minutes, 21 seconds".

"Boom !!"

At this moment, the body of the corpse kneeling on the ground shrank a few times, and a head suddenly grew on top of its head, this time the head was bigger and uglier than just now, and the cry was even more terrible.

"Smack!"

Zhao Xu crushed the monster's head again, with a happy face.

"15 days 01:15:16 seconds. ”

"14 days, 20:15:15. ”

"14 days, 15 hours, 15 minutes, 14 seconds. ”

“......”

"10 days 00:14:30 seconds. ”

"Cool!" The smile on Zhao Xu's face was very bright, this wave of experience was very interesting.

On the edge of the village entrance, the bones of Old Man Qiao's "Buddhaization" are no longer chanting.

There is no way, Zhao Xu's efficiency is too high, the monster that is more than three meters tall is now just over two meters old, and they are all thin.

"Is there anything else, grow another head and come out!" Zhao Xu looked expectantly at the kneeling corpse on the sand table.

This kind of feeling of relying on the "artifact" of the sand table, in a hidden place that will never be exposed, and harvesting experience in the air is many times cooler than playing online games.

The corpse knelt on the ground and did not react, a little wilted.

"It's too short, isn't it?go on!I need more, more!" Zhao Xu was very dissatisfied with its staying power, and simply snatched the corpse out of Qiao Lao's bones, "Let me squeeze and see, there should still be it, right?"

He carried the corpse, squeezing its body as hard as if he were squeezing a towel.

The scene outside the village is that the corpse was lifted hundreds of meters into the air by a pair of invisible hands, and then the body was strangely twisted and deformed, and rich black "juice" emerged from all the holes on its neck, pores, and other bodies.

"Hahaha! I'll just say it's okay! Watch me squeeze you dry!" Zhao Xu exclaimed happily.