"Ahh

In the face of the people who rushed up, the dragon corpse shook its body again, and found that the rope was not only not broken, but tightened, and the pair of inverted triangular pupils filled with blood were full of tyranny.

"The demon rope can't trap him for long, hurry up!"

Liu Ling Tong let go of the hand that was climbing the stalactite, and fell straight down, with an extra wooden thorn on his hand, which pierced the top of the head of the dragon corpse.

"Tying up demon ropes?"

My heart moved, and I followed behind Chu Siyu and rushed forward.

What is a demon rope, in fact, it is a rope made of chicken blood and cinnabar washed cotton thread and copper wire, mixed into a rope.

This kind of rope, because of the copper wire doped in it, has high toughness and strength, and it will not be broken easily.

As for why it's called a bundle of demon ropes, because of the special material, this kind of rope has a restraint effect on things like yin ghosts, in order to sound good, and also to pretend to be forced, so it was named a bundle of demon ropes.

There are many magic weapons in the Yin Gate that are named like this, and the demon rope is not a special case.

What surprised me was Mr. Mover's method of throwing the rope sleeve, he threw it too accurately, and it just happened to lasso the upper body of the dragon corpse, so that he couldn't move.

Best of all, Mr. Mover tied another section of the rope to the sarcophagus.

Even so, the demon rope won't last long.

After such a while, the demon rope was already under the struggle of the dragon corpse, making a creaking sound, and it could be pulled off at any time.

Tongxian Beiwang and Situ Qing arrived almost at the same time, the two attacked from the flanks, each holding a coffin nail in their hands, and the goals of the two were almost the same, both were under the ribs.

Although Wu Lao Liu was one step behind the two people, but the people were behind, the blood mist erupted one step ahead of the two of them.

With a pop, the blood mist shrouded the dragon corpse, and the two coffin nails took the opportunity to nail to the ribs of the dragon corpse, and the ghost head knife followed, aiming at the neck.

Mr. Mover was a little slower, but not much slower, attacking the dragon corpse from behind, and his target was the dragon corpse's spine hole.

In this way, Wu Lao Liu before and after, Mr. Moving the Rudder in the back, Tongxian Tablet King on the left, Chu Siyu on the right, and a Liu Ling boy on it.

The attacks of several people, almost in no particular order, came at the same time, blocking all the ways of the dragon corpse.

In the face of the attack, the blood in the eyes of the dragon corpse became heavier, he didn't dodge or dodge, just tensed the muscles of his body, and then carried it hard.

In the next moment, the attacks of the five people all hit the body of the dragon corpse.

The dark blade of the ghost-headed knife cut into the neck of the dragon corpse again, but it did not penetrate deeply.

The two coffin nails, one on the left and one on the right, pierced into the ribs of the dragon corpse almost at the same time, submerged in a small half, only about two-thirds of the length, and remained outside.

The nail of Mr. Mover's coffin, at the same time, pierced into the back of the dragon corpse, but it was not as deep as the king of Tongxian stele and Chu Siyu.

The wooden thorn of the willow forest boy also pierced into the position of the Heavenly Spirit Cave on the top of the head of the dragon corpse, and entered in unison, which was the best performance among these people.

"Ho!"

At the same time that the attacks of several people were all successful, the dragon corpse roared angrily, and the tense body exerted its strength violently, and the demon rope made a loud sound, and it was completely broken.

The moment the rope was broken, the dragon corpse took a step forward and slapped Wu Lao Liu with one claw.

Wu Lao Liu didn't think about it, poofed, spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, and then a lazy donkey rolled around, let go of his hands, and rolled up in the river.

"Want to run?"

The dragon corpse roared and kicked out.

In the splash in the sky, a figure flew out, I don't know if I heard it wrong, or what, the moment Wu Lao Liu flew out of the water, I heard a crisp sound.

Wu Lao Liu was kicked and fractured!

Wu Lao Liu flew out, and I faced the dragon corpse, the straight-line distance between us, but about five meters, just this distance, I immediately retreated after I found out that something was wrong.

And without Wu Laoliu's obstacle, the blood-colored eyes of the dragon corpse stared directly at me.

"You're all going to die!"

The moment he saw me, the dragon corpse roared, and in those blood-colored eyes, in addition to tyranny, there was also a trace of longing.

Reading the longing in his eyes, I didn't even think about it, and stepped back again.

This look made me think of a lot of things, but in the end, the dragon corpse put Lu Xiaoyu's broken heart into his mouth.

The thought of my heart, which could have been the result, gave me a heart palpitation.

While retreating, the attack of several other people came again.

But this time, the dragon corpse ignored it and ran straight towards me, not even having time to tense its muscles, allowing their attack to fall on him.

Unlike before, I was really scared this time, and I knew that this dragon corpse really wanted to eat me.

This made me wonder, why did he have to eat me?