Chapter 371: Pseudo-Immortal Corpse
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Fu Nu stretched out his hand and stretched out the jade on the top of the master's head, intending to take away the jade butterfly and take away the body of the immortal who was about to complete the Taiyin refining form.
"Even if you hide underground, I can turn over the whole mountain, this immortal body is mine!"
Fu Nu's face was agitated and distorted, and the previous immortal wind bones were gone.
At the moment when his right hand touched the jade, a faint white light flashed under the jade, and Fu Nu's whole person was like an electric shock, and he flew backwards with a scream.
With a pop, Fu Nu slammed into the bookshelf behind him, knocking the entire bookshelf down, kicking up a large cloud of dust.
Fu Nu rolled over and sat up, spurting out a mouthful of blood with a pop.
"You actually buried a sting under the jade...... It's ruthless!"
Before Fu Nu's master sat down, he actually laid out a means under the jade in advance to prevent others from coveting this body, and it was really not a fuel-efficient lamp.
Click-
With a soft sound, the jade on the top of the corpse's head could not withstand the power of the sting, and it split into two halves, and then fell to the ground, shattering into powder.
With blood on the corner of his mouth and a panicked expression, Fu Nu sat in place and looked at the corpse in front of him, his heart constantly struggling between fear and greed.
An invisible sense of depression in the air was slowly flowing, and the face of the corpse began to change from crystal white to a faint black, like a drop of ink mixed with clear water, gradually spreading.
Then, the corpse, which was sitting cross-legged in place, suddenly opened its eyes, and looked at Fu Nu with a pair of cloudy pupils.
"Ahโโ!h
Fu Nu was frightened by this sight, got up and crawled and fled outside the Xuan Palace, stumbling along the way, knocking down the bookshelves along the way.
As Fu Nu's footsteps faded away, calm returned to the Xuan Palace, and the immortal corpse slowly closed its eyes again, sitting motionless in place, as if nothing had happened.
However, the layer of black under the skin of the immortal corpse was still condensing, like a dark cloud containing a storm, and it was constantly brewing power.
Knock Knock Knock โ
Suddenly, there was a knocking sound on the wall behind the corpse, followed by a loud bang, and the entire wall collapsed into broken bricks.
In the dust, three figures came out of the hole in the wall, it was Wu Ming, Princess Chaoyun and Meng'er.
Wu Ming waved his hand to fan away the smoke and dust in front of him, and looked around: "Finally out of the maze, you ask the spider, what is this place?"
Meng'er looked at Wu Ming with a pair of radiant beautiful eyes: "Spiders can't speak, son, it's so interesting for you to talk~"
A smile flashed at the corner of Meng'er's mouth, her graceful body was only covered with a coat, and her white jade body flickered under the clothes, which made people can't help but reverie.
Wu Ming frowned slightly, he really looked like the painted skin demon in Jiangdu City in the past.
"There's someone here!"
Princess Chaoyun exclaimed, walked in front of the mutated immortal body, and looked down carefully.
"It's ...... Dead man?"
Wu Ming walked to Chaoyun's side, stretched out his hand to probe the snort of the pseudo-immortal corpse, and then spoke: "It is indeed a dead person, maybe this is the master of the two of them, Daoist Zongyun and Fu Nu." โ
Then Wu Ming leaned over and picked up the note from the ground and read the handwriting on it softly.
"A thousand wonderful methods, there is no way to become an immortal, the palace is sealed and the book is destroyed, and the Taiyin refining form ......"
Wu Ming leaned his face closer to the pseudo-immortal corpse in front of him, and looked up and down carefully: "Taiyin refining form, is it a kind of primordial god enlightenment?"
"Ahโโ!h
Meng'er in the back suddenly screamed, making Wu Ming tremble.
Wu Ming turned his head to look at Meng'er: "What's your name, it's scared to death!"
Meng'er stretched out her hand and pointed to the back of Wu Ming's head: "Just now...... The corpse seemed to blink!"
Wu Ming sighed and turned his head to look at the corpse in front of him: "How can a dead person blink his eyes......"
Turning his head, Wu Mingzheng saw a pair of eyes that were completely dark, without a trace of whiteness, looking at him.
The two faces were only ten centimeters apart, Wu Ming was still for a second, and then he let out a loud scream, pulled Chaoyun and jumped back, and jumped out seven or eight meters away.
After landing on the ground, Wu Ming reached out and stroked his chest, looking at the staring corpse in the distance: "Fake the corpse!"
Meng'er also screamed, strode back, and hid behind Wu Ming, Wu Ming was a little speechless, obviously you yourself are a ghost, okay!
The three of them stood in place, looking at the pseudo-immortal corpse in the distance, but after the pseudo-immortal corpse opened its eyes, it didn't move, just sat there quietly.
Wu Ming let out a sigh, although this corpse did look very wrong, as long as it didn't move, it was okay to stay away from him.
"Let's go, don't fight this corpse. โ
Wu Ming turned around and planned to walk out, but he didn't expect to be pulled by Meng'er and held in place.
"Wait a minute, look at the corpse's right hand. โ
Wu Ming followed Meng'er's gaze and found that the corpse's right hand was deep into his arms, as if he was holding something, and the thing showed a corner, looking ......
It's like a book.
Wu Ming's heart moved, this person destroyed the entire Xuandian book, but he left this one in his arms, which means that this book must be extraordinary!
Princess Chaoyun frowned slightly on the side: "I remember, the right hand of the corpse before was hanging down on the side, and it didn't go deep into the arms......"
Wu Ming laughed dryly: "Don't be scary, okay, how can the corpse move by itself." โ
Then Wu Ming turned his head to look at Meng'er: "You go and help me get that book." โ
Meng'er sighed: "I'm not going, it's too scary!"
"You yourself are a ghost, is it a big deal to fight ghosts, what are you afraid of!" Wu Ming shook his head: "Forget it, I'll take it myself." โ
Princess Chaoyun looked worried: "Forget it, this corpse is too weird." โ
"I'm measured, you wait a minute. โ
After Wu Ming finished speaking, he leaned down in the direction of the pseudo-immortal corpse and made a running action, he planned to rush to the pseudo-immortal corpse with Shuoyue steps, and ran away as soon as he grabbed the book.
After aiming in the direction, Wu Ming exerted force under his feet, disappeared from the spot with a whoosh, and appeared in front of the pseudo-immortal corpse in the next moment.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed it according to the calculated position, but he didn't expect to catch a void.
There was nothing in front of him, and there were no corpses at all.
Wu Ming sighed, his first feeling was that he ran in the wrong direction, but it shouldn't be, he obviously aimed at it.
"Ahโโ!h
Suddenly, there was a scream from Meng'er from behind, and Wu Ming looked back in shock.
Behind Princess Chaoyun and Meng'er, there was a tall figure standing in the back, stretching out his hands and grabbing the arms of the two beauties, letting the two struggle hard, standing still in place.
It was the pseudo-immortal corpse that was sitting here before.
Wu Ming leaned in, stretched out his hand and raised the two swords with light and shadow, and the black and white rays of light swirled crosswise, heading straight towards the face of the pseudo-immortal corpse.
With two dings, the sword pills successively concentrated on the face of the pseudo-immortal corpse, splashing out a large number of sparks, but the jet-black face of the pseudo-immortal corpse was unharmed.
However, this moment seemed to anger the pseudo-immortal corpse, he looked at Wu Ming and let out a low roar, and then threw Princess Chaoyun and Meng'er out with a flick of his hand.
Meng'er screamed and fell backwards, crashing into a bookshelf and rolling to the ground, she stood up in embarrassment, waving her right hand excitedly, and clutching an ancient book with a cyan cover in her hand.
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