Chapter Ninety-Four: Corpse Mountain
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The previous moment was arrogant, and the next moment it was split in half, Wei Ping's incident was a warning to Fang Shou, in the future, even in the face of a weak enemy, we must be humble and cautious, and we must not take it lightly!
After destroying Wei Ping, the wild corpse tide first stagnated, and then like a wild horse that had lost its reins, it completely lost control and began to storm wildly recklessly.
It took a lot of effort for Fang Shoucai and No. 1 and the others to go up to the stone pillar, and after a cursory sweep, they found that the number of people had been sharply reduced to less than a hundred.
"Why did so many people die?" Fang Shou couldn't help but wonder, those monks, except for the nearly 100 people who died at the beginning, the rest of the cultivators were all above the sixth layer of condensation, even if there were many casualties due to the sudden attack of the corpse Gu worms, but they would not fall into such a field as they are now.
"You're finally here!"
Li Dafu, Ape Qiu Zhangbai and others quickly walked out of the team and joined Fang Shou and the four of them.
Soon, Fang Shou learned the truth of the matter from Li Dafu's mouth, it turned out that after everyone climbed the stone pillar, Zhu Youliang suddenly went on a killing spree, slaughtered nearly 100 people wildly, and captured a Zhuji Dan, and when Boss He saw this, he also followed suit, and did not stop until he obtained a Zhuji Dan.
As for the rest of the people, if it weren't for the relatively strong Sanzero's protection, I'm afraid they would have been poisoned!
"If it weren't for the fact that only the first grain of Tsukidan was effective, I'm afraid the rest of the people would definitely not be able to live!"
At that moment, Fang Shou said to He Laodao with some displeasure: "What does Boss He mean?"
"Hmph, what do you mean?" Boss He glanced at him, but instead of being perfunctory as before, he pointed to the blue pupils floating on the top, "Why don't you ask him?
"Since everyone respects you as great, that is to believe in you as a person, but when you saw Zhu Youliang do it, not only did not stop it, but participated in the massacre in person, now I know, what you said Boss He is really like a fart!"
"You can't find death!" Boss He's momentum first converged, and then spread violently like a thorn, immediately forcing Fang Shou to take two steps back.
However, just as he was about to get angry, Yue Xingyuan suddenly launched a soul invasion form, grabbed Fang Shou's shoulder, stabilized his body, and at the same time vigorously appeared on the left and right sides of them with Ouyang Lan, obviously, once the fight started, Boss He would face the siege of four top combat forces at the same time!
"Hmph! What about Divine Cultivation? Can you deal with me?" Boss He is still imposing, his edge is still pressing, although Divine Cultivation is invincible at the same level, but Yue Xingyuan has the most, and it can only threaten the existence of the late stage of the Ninth Layer of Condensation, for the existence of the Ninth Layer of Condensation of Qi like Boss He, it is not as good as the strength.
But soon, Ouyang Qiannan pulled her hair up, and she also led the three zeros very decisively, standing behind Fang Shou, and the nearly 100 scattered cultivators who were protected by him also surrounded them.
This time, the meaning is obvious, when the people of One Zero Two kept their promises and fought hard in front, you Boss He colluded with the people of the Slave Indian Army, and turned to attack his colleagues, so that he lost the hearts of the people, so the rest of the monks who escaped death spontaneously stood with the people of One Zero and Two Brothers.
"Hmph, can't you find death?" Boss He's face was not good, but he didn't make any further trouble, because it was a moment of zero and two, which had raised a trace of vigilance for him.
"Although the kid of the Heavenly Evil Palace is weak in cultivation, due to the special nature of the exercises, his body is very tough, and the sharp weapon that can kill him with one blow is probably already a real magic weapon level, right?"
For a while, Boss He couldn't help but feel a little jealous.
"Roar~"
The roar of the mad corpse shook the sky, but it was the mad corpse that surrounded the lower end of the stone pillar and began to climb upward.
"It's started again!" Yue Xingyuan's eyes froze, and he couldn't help but say secretly, "But how can this crazy corpse climb up again?"
Almost in the second half of the night, the roars of the mad corpses drowned out wave after wave, and in the dim moonlight, the monks saw the mad corpses, but they were getting closer and closer to the top of the stone pillar.
It turned out that the mad corpse below, after smelling the breath of the living beings, began to spontaneously climb to the top of the stone pillar, but although the mad corpse was powerful, its limbs were not flexible enough, so most of them did not climb far before falling to the ground and dying.
But one fell to his death, and there were more crazy corpses one after another, and slowly, when the corpses at the bottom of the stone pillar accumulated to a certain extent, they began to climb higher and higher like a ladder, and after a small half a day, they almost formed a small mountain bag centered on the stone pillar, and the slope was extended from thousands of miles away.
Looking at this kind of fighting style on the other side, regardless of attrition, all the monks present felt a heavy feeling, and they actually understood in an instant that if they hadn't wiped out this crazy corpse, then they would have been chasing you to the ends of the earth endlessly. And the rest of the day, there are five full days!
"Five days, half a day, they climbed up!"
Vigor's scalp was numb for a while, and suddenly he said with some heaviness:
"It seems that the difficulty of this trial is at the prefecture level, one is in the hearts of the people, and the other is in cooperation, if they fight each other, until there are less than a few dozen personnel, then no matter how high the cultivation is, I am afraid that they will be tired of dealing with such a large number of crazy corpses!"
"It's good that you're here to bring us together again. Ouyang Lan looked at Ouyang Qiannan with admiration.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Ouyang Chen suddenly appeared, blocking between Ouyang Lan and Ouyang Qiannan, and said coldly at the same time:
"Since we want to cooperate, we must show the sincerity of cooperation! Don't hide your secrets this time! The trickle will become my might! Flood the three armies!"
I saw that Ouyang Chen's handprints were formed, and in all directions, endless water vapor suddenly emerged, reflecting the shining starlight in the dark night.
"Tick~Tick~"
A drop of Yuan Qi liquid fell like rain, suddenly releasing endless water vapor, and immediately turned the bottom into a mountain of crazy corpses, washing away the surface layer, like marbles rolling down the slope, making the mountain of corpses that was already close to the top of the stone pillar suddenly thinned several layers.
"Nine layers of condensation?" Fang Shou noticed that it turned out that this Ouyang Chen actually had the cultivation of the ninth layer of condensation, but he didn't think much about it, and when he saw that there were people around him, he also cast the six realms of golden fire, turned into six fire dragons, and swept towards the corpse mountain.
"Hmph, Brother Zhuyou, let's start too?"
Seeing that the Monk Alliance ignored him, He Lao was so angry that the back of the oil was a little scattered, he waved his big hand, and took his younger brothers in Wu Shijiu's Yuandong to find another direction to destroy the rising corpse mountain, but on the way, he didn't forget to remind that Zhu Youliang, so that he didn't look at it and do nothing.
The blue pupils drifted faintly in the other direction, and the Slave Indian Army team led by Zhu Youliang and Boss He, The remnants of the monk alliance are faintly three-legged, each contributing their own strength, each resisting the mad corpse, but I don't know if it's a coincidence, the position it holds is just the direction that Fang Shou and others hurriedly climbed up after killing Wei Ping, and Wei Ping's two-petal corpse is lying faintly at the end of the line of sight, but what is even more strange is that on the horizon, the silhouette of a group of people suddenly appeared, about four people, as if synthesizing a killing sword, stabbing from the ground to the sky, exuding an amazing aura.
........
"Cousin!
At this moment, near Wei Ping's corpse, there was a man in a robe with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, but with an extremely majestic figure, looking at the incision on the corpse, touching his figure-eight beard, and said with a thief's face:
"This injury must have been caused by Zang Feng!"
This person is none other than Qi Jiu, Han Ping!
"How's the preparation going over there? Are there any fish that slipped through the net? Oh, it seems that everything is going well..."
Beside Han Ping, there was a man standing under a black robe, he looked through the robe, and after seeing the blue pupils in the heights, he put his mind at ease, removed the burqa on his head, and revealed an ugly face full of acne and quite fierce, his appearance was faintly similar to Han Ping, and his person was the leader of the Slave Indian Army - Han Sanli!
"Now that it's all decided, let's do it!
Just as he finished speaking, the person behind him also removed his black robe, revealing a bald head that looked shiny in the moonlight and-
The whole body is as dense as the stars!
This person, like the number three, carved a Na array on his body!
With a "bang", more than a dozen Tianzi air-inducing stones, fifty earth-character air-inducing stones, and more than 100 person-shaped air-inducing stones popped out of the array on his body.
And these are all that the Slave Indian Army can scavenge on the black market.
"Hmph! It's all to blame on that 'Red Head No. 2'!" Han Ping suddenly said a little angrily, "I don't know how they returned to Yuan from the trial in advance!
This time, the Slave Indian Army suffered heavy losses, and they were worried that other Yuandong would follow suit and find out the loopholes in the trial mechanism, so as to avoid the eyes and ears of the ghost thunder and get out of the trial in advance, so they worked tirelessly to bring all the air-inducing stones that were scraped this time.
"Do you dare to say it?" Han San immediately slapped him on the back of the head and scolded loudly, "If you hadn't caused trouble, how could my slave Indian army be deliberately targeted and suffer such losses?"
After another slap on the head, Han Ping jumped to the side, covering his head and innocently defending: "But it was you who assigned that fat man to me at the beginning......."
"Do you dare to blame me?" slapped a few more palms on Han Ping's brain, and Han Sanli turned to the black-robed man at the back, "Eldest sister, you are waiting here for good news!"
"Han Sanli, I said earlier..."This last person, after taking off his black robe, revealed a beautiful face, looking very refined, actually a fresh and refined girl! I only heard her continue: "I just stayed here for a short time, and I have nothing to do with your slave Indian army..."
And the strange thing was that Han Sanli actually said a little respectfully to this woman: "You are tired of this trouble." ”
"It's okay! I'll take care of these supplies for you. The woman waved her hand lightly, without the slightest expression on her face, just half-squatted down and pressed one hand on the ground, and immediately, the earth swelled, so that the originally scattered air-inducing stones were immediately hidden.