Chapter 407: How could King Taishan's clone be so weak
I really want to say that this is none of my business at all, it is all caused by the power of the Black Lotus in my body, and I didn't take the initiative to find trouble.
But who believes this?
At the same time as the two old Taoist priests roared, the talisman in their hands burst towards me.
I didn't need to make a move at all, and the two thin dark rhizomes directly struck over, annihilating those glittering golden talismans directly.
Not only that, but the two dark rhizomes also stabbed towards the eyebrows of the two old Taoist priests.
The two old Taoist priests were furious, the golden runes flickered around them, one took out a black wooden sword more than a foot long, and the other took out a palm-sized gossip mirror from his arms.
"Bang Bang ......"
The sound of explosion came out, and the two old Taoist figures retreated violently, the golden runes around them dimmed a little, and the two thin dark rhizomes also turned into powder.
"Enough!"
I burst into a shout, and the two old Taoist priests were slightly stunned for a moment, looking at me with a dark face and a frown.
I didn't say this to them, but to the black lotus mark on my chest.
The black lotus mark writhed, and it seemed that it was a little unwilling to retract those thin dark rhizomes, and the tall woman's body had completely turned into a dry corpse and turned into dust.
The two old Taoist priests stared at me deadly, and one of the old Taoist priests gritted his teeth and said, "Demon Lotus Evil ......"
Before he finished speaking, another veteran gently pounded him with his elbow to stop him from talking.
I looked at the two old Taoist priests coldly, didn't say much, and walked upstairs quickly.
To be honest, that old word just now did hurt me a little.
Now I can't tell whether I'm a human or some kind of weird monster, especially the scene just now where a thin rhizome poked out of the black lotus mark and devoured flesh, which made me feel very uncomfortable.
Further up, I could detect several strong breaths guarding me, but the ones who were guarding in the shadows didn't seem to have been given some orders and didn't attack me.
The two old Daoists who followed me and the Daomen masters who wanted to climb from the outer wall to the top of the building were all violently bombarded, and screams and wails and roars continued to come from downstairs.
My footsteps did not stop, and I kept climbing the stairs.
When I reached the ninety floors, and then the top floor, I paused again, and when I saw the situation in the penultimate floor, my eyes shrank suddenly.
In this layer, I saw a lot of huge cocoons!
That's right, it's the kind of cocoon woven by silkworms.
It's just that these cocoons are so big that they wrap a lot of people and hang them upside down.
The short old man, the drunkard, the old beggar in Longhu Mountain......
There were dozens of people, all wrapped in silk, with only one head exposed, all showing a strange smile, and sleeping with their eyes closed, as if they were immersed in some kind of sweet dream.
Including the cold and violent Xuankong, at this time, he also closed his eyes and smiled, his expression continued to change subtly, his smile was sometimes crazy and quiet, sometimes sneering and sometimes bitter......
The strength of the people who can come here should not be underestimated, and they can be wiped out, needless to say, it must be the doppelganger of King Taishan.
I tried to wake up the drunkards, and slapped them several times, even slapping the old beggar's face with swelling, but still not waking them up.
Something is wrong!
The drunkards and those old fellows from the Daomen came over, obviously prepared, even if they couldn't kill the clone of King Taishan, presumably some of their hole cards could compete with King Taishan's clone for a while.
However, judging from the current situation, it is more like they have been tied up since they first came here, and they don't even have a chance to fight back, which is a bit palpitating.
Could it be that the strength of King Taishan's clone has far exceeded our expectations?
Just as I was about to peel and debone the cocoons that had wrapped the drunkards in them, a rustling sound came from a certain direction.
I raised my hand and a black flame burst out in that direction.
"Poof~"
With a muffled sound, the black flame was directly intercepted in mid-air, and a ball of silk like saliva smashed on the black flame, directly extinguishing it.
In the shadows, a huge fat worm appeared more than a foot long, with a lot of eyes on its head, exuding a faint green or earthy yellow light, and some viscous liquid flowing on its body, which was very disgusting.
The saliva that had just extinguished my black flame was spewing out of its mouth.
And on the head of this huge fat worm, there sat an old man in black, with an ordinary appearance and gloomy eyes.
I didn't know the old man in black, but my instincts told me that he was the doppelganger of King Tarzan, the true master of this mysterious laboratory.
However, what makes me feel a little puzzled is that the aura of this old man in black is too weak, and the death aura on his body is too strong than mine, and the old man seems to be hanging up at any time.
How could the doppelganger of King Tarzan be so weak?
This old thing is trying to paralyze me, is it?