Zhang Jiao looked at the figure in Shi Long's mouth that was pasted against the wall, suddenly turned his head and shouted towards the rock not far away, "Come out." ”

The dark rock didn't react, as if he was talking to himself into the air.

Zhang Jiao stopped talking nonsense, stretched out his hand to grab it, and the demon knife that was knocked away by the centipede immediately flew back into his palm.

He grasped the hilt of his sword in both hands, strode away under his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he was already running above the rock.

A bright moon suddenly appeared in the dark valley.

The blade that flashed with a cold light went straight into the stone under his feet, and the blade pierced the rock as easily as cutting tofu, and Zhang Jiao pulled his hands when he was about to dismember the rock.

The blade inserted into the rock suddenly seemed to be caught in a pair of iron tongs, and it did not move at all, and it could not be pulled out.

Two figures slowly emerged from under the rocks, and they were the sinister corpse child and his zombie in the pavilion earlier.

"How did you find out?"

The corpse disciple asked in some surprise.

It stands to reason that this place is chaotic, and zombies have escaped into the ground, and if he doesn't want to, then it's almost impossible for anyone to find him. But the reality is that not long after he lurked, the evil guy in front of him revealed his whereabouts, which was very puzzled to him.

Zhang Jiao wouldn't tell him the reason, he glanced at the zombie who was guarding the man in front of him, biting the demon knife, and suddenly snapped his fingers.

The demon knife that was bitten by the four fangs of the zombie suddenly flickered, and the slender and cold blade immediately turned into a metallic liquid, condensing into a metallic white imp.

The white ghost immediately flew towards Zhang Jiao and landed on Zhang Jiao's shoulder.

With a sad face, it pointed to the two holes in its own body that had not healed for a long time, and complained to Zhang Jiao like a child looking for a parent.

"Master, you want to call the shots for the little one......"

"The breath of yin and evil gold, the five-shaped gold essence?. ”

The yin young man behind the zombie looked at the white ghost chattering in front of him, and his eyes were suddenly full of greed.

"A Gengjin essence with its own spiritual intelligence, this is a rare treasure! If you can get your hands on it, you may not be able to refine the sunspot into a golden armor corpse king in the future. ”

When he looked at Zhang Jiao and was thinking about how to start, he saw Zhang Jiao in front of him suddenly reach out and grab the white ghost chattering on his shoulder, and in his stunned gaze, he pinched it into a ball of Gengjin evil qi.

The man was immediately shocked, and his expression was full of regret.

"You, how can you ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Jiao look straight over, and before he could react, a pale face had appeared in front of him.

The man was immediately startled, and was about to fight back, only to find that at some point, countless long black hairs had come out of the ground, like aquatic plants, firmly binding him and the zombies in front of him.

The long black hair quickly spread up along the instep of his feet, and in the blink of an eye, it was already wrapped around his waist.

The cold black hair was like a steel wire, easily digging into his flesh and skin, writhing in his flesh like a living thing.

The yin man only felt that there were countless living creatures wriggling in his body in the lower half of his body, and under the pain, he immediately opened his mouth wide, and a long series of low roars that did not look like human beings came out of his mouth.

The zombie in front of him immediately struggled, the stiff skin blocked the invasion of the hair, and the black and shiny nails on the ten fingers were like a sharp knife, easily cutting the tangled hair.

It's just that within a radius of three zhang in front of him, there is already a sea of black hair at this moment.

Countless black hairs were densely packed together, growing higher and higher, growing denser and denser, until it was completely submerged.

The shadow corpse disciple looked at the nightmare-like scene in front of him in horror, the low roar in his mouth gradually weakened, and he looked at the faceless evil thing that slowly stuck to his face, his eyes were full of regret.

"If he hadn't come here, if he had just run away immediately, if he had ......"

It's just that there is no more if, and before his consciousness disappears, he faintly heard a low sigh, "If you don't have killing intent, for the sake of everyone staying for two days, I will let you go." ”

The faceless four-armed evil creature clinged to his face, and the face of the yin man suddenly turned into a pool of liquid like a burned candle.

The evil creature quietly got up, and all four arms touched his face at the same time, and the pale and cold fingers were like carving knives, constantly carving on his face.

After dozens of seconds of effort, a face exactly the same as Zhang Jiao's appeared on his face.

The evil creature tilted his head and looked at his work for a moment, before quietly returning to Zhang Jiao's back, his arms tightly around him.

The man in front of him with the same face as Zhang Jiao immediately opened his eyes, he looked at Zhang Jiao who was standing not far from him, and said angrily, "I won't go, I will never do the life of sending me to death." ”

Zhang Jiao quietly walked up to him and stretched out a fist.

"Zhang Jiao" looked at his outstretched fist, his eyes immediately became excited, and he shouted loudly.

"That's right, fairness is king. Everyone is their own person, why do you command me?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his fist.

"One punch determines the winner, whoever loses goes into the hole. ”

Zhang Jiao nodded.

The two of them said in unison at the same time, "Rock, scissors, paper." ”

Stone.

Scissors.

"Zhang Jiao" looked at his outstretched scissor hand, and suddenly whimpered, he walked into the black-haired jungle with a sad face, and with a slight wave of his hand, the almost human-tall black hair in front of him immediately disappeared without a trace.

The tangled, sturdy zombie was immediately revealed.

"Zhang Jiao" opened his mouth and let out a hoarse roar, and the zombie who fell to the ground immediately stood up straight and followed him obediently.

He led the zombie and walked to Zhang Jiao's side with a sad face, but he didn't speak yet.

The figure in front of him who was exactly like him had already spoken, "No, I'm willing to lose the bet." ”

"Zhang Jiao" snorted angrily, and led the zombie to the cave.

"Look carefully, don't let me die in vain. ”

Zhang Jiao nodded, and watched him walk into the mouth of the stone dragon.

Beside his arm, two illusory arms, one with cloth and one with scissors, quickly retracted.

There is a small passage in the mouth of the stone dragon, as if it has been carved out by hand.

On the yellow-black ground, there is a soft touch when you step in, smooth and greasy, as if you are walking on the tongue of some kind of creature.

"Zhang Jiao" was very careful, and the zombies in front of him were firmly protected by his side.

He looked closely, and saw that the stone walls on both sides of the winding and twisting passage were like mud on the paste, and there was a faint smell of rotten earth in the dampness, and the more he walked inside, the more strong this smell became, and the bottomless corridor exuded a suffocating sense of fear.

"Zhang Jiao" didn't care about this, and walked in quickly, wanting to explore as much as possible. So, when he passed a bend, he didn't notice that in the shadows, on the passage he passed, dead white beads emerged one after another in the yellow-black earth, like blind eyes.

The beads continued to struggle on the ground, and finally popped out with a trace of mucus like a pimple on the skin, and then rolled silently on the ground, chasing the figure in front of them.