Spirit Walker

"Can't see it? Why can't you see it," Zhang Yuanqing frowned.

The faces of Yunmeng, Xia Shuzhilian and the others around them suddenly became solemn, they withdrew their gazes from the gate of the palace, and turned to look at Yinji.

"Suddenly disappeared." Yin Ji whispered, and then at Brother Hong Ji, he repeated in a hurry, "Come back."

The sudden disappearance of Zhang Yuanqing stunned for two reasons. First, the scene that Yin Ji saw through the spirit servant was an illusion, and now it has been lifted.

The second is that the boss, the little emperor, has night travel skills.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for the corpse to have active skills, but the little emperor was refined by an ancient practitioner using the formation method, which is completely different from the corpse of the night wandering god.

Can't agree with the theory, he has seen similar examples.

The Lord of Yinyao County.

If it is the Yin corpse that controls the active skills, it will be difficult.

On the other side, at the entrance of the palace, with a backpack in his hand, Brother Red Chicken, who was about to install an explosive pack, heard Yin Ji's call.

He didn't think much, put away his backpack decisively, but before he could return to his teammates, he suddenly saw a string of wet footprints out of the corner of his eyes, walked out of the palace, crossed the stone road, arrived at the door, came to the body forward.

what? Brother Red Rooster's pupils shrank, and he gave up thinking on his own initiative. Relying on the fire division's fighting talent and sense of danger, he responded.

He sank his knees and buried his lower back, like a sprinter in a ready state.

With a 'chi' from the palm of his hand, he spit out crimson flames, condensing into a flame spear.

The flame at the tip of the spear shrank to a point, shooting out a dazzling brilliance.

He grasped the gun body with a palm, and his knees flicked forward, thrusting out the flame gun.

"Bang!"

The almost blazing white spear stabbed something and exploded dense sparks.

A silhouette of a human figure was revealed. It was a boy about 13 meters tall. He was blue and black as a whole. His body and cheeks were covered with green and black scales. .

The most terrifying thing is that it has a baby's head on its shoulders, with its eyes closed, as if it is sleeping soundly, fair and cute, in sharp contrast to the viciousness of the main head.

Drops of water seeped out from the gaps in his scales and flowed down the ground along his eyes, as if it had just been rained heavily.

It was these drops of water that exposed his footprints and alerted Brother Red Rooster in advance.

The little emperor Bai Tong moved and looked down at the hot spear against his chest, stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand how he was discovered.

"Ho ho!"

The little emperor opened his mouth and let out an angry growl. A lot of lunar power spurted out of his black lips. Then, he raised his hand and took the initiative to hold the flame gun.

"Chichi!"

The little emperor's palm poured out a stream of water, dousing the real flame gun.

The white pupil lifted, staring at the enemy in front of him, and the black claws poked forward.

Brother Red Chicken's scalp was numb, and the hairs all over his body instantly stood upside down. A strong fear surged from his heart, but it instantly turned into a monstrous anger.

"Death to Laozi!"

He roared fiercely on his face, only to hear the loud 'boom', endless flames spewed out of his body, and every pore was spewing flames.

The high temperature evaporates the water on the surface of the little emperor's body, and the white mist evaporates.

In an instant, Brother Red Rooster's breath doubled, and he waved his flaming fist, and under the impetus of the muscles in his back, he suddenly attacked.

"boom!"

The ghost claws and fists collided, and the flames around Brother Red Chicken's fists suddenly went out. The people behind him clearly saw that his right shoulder was violently split, and the blood-stained stubble of pale bones broke out.

Level 84 Fire Demon, the Fire Demon who activates the Rampager skill will be destroyed with one hit.

Amidst the messy and hurried footsteps, Yin Ji's two corpses came in time, and the female corpse grabbed Brother Hong Ji's left shoulder and threw him behind him.

The male corpse rose into the air, and a knee bump knocked the little emperor back into the palace.

The female corpse followed.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

A crackling explosion sounded immediately, and two corpses, a man and a woman, waved their fists, elbows, knees, and legs, pouring violence on the little emperor.

The two corpses were extremely powerful and possessed superb hand-to-hand combat skills. The little emperor was defeated, and the scales on the body surface exploded and shot.

On the other hand, the little emperor has brute force but no skill. Every time he roars and starts a counterattack, he will always be hidden or dismantled by the male corpse, which is easily resolved.

The bluestone slab standing at the feet of the three **** shattered, leaving messy and deep footprints one by one.

These two Infernal corpses failed to play a real role on the seabed, and now they are staggeringly fierce in the face of a more powerful boss.

"Come on, everyone, come with me."

Xiahou Aotian saw that the situation was very good, grabbed a hand crossbow from the inventory, and waved his hand, like a warrior who took the lead in the charge, and rushed to the palace.

In addition to Yunmeng's treatment of Brother Hong Ji's injury, the others rushed to the palace together.

At this moment, the little emperor let out a furious roar, and the scales in his body suddenly opened.

In an instant, a thin white mist condensed in the surrounding air, and strands of it penetrated into the gaps of the open scales.

The wet ground quickly dried and hardened, the green weeds dried up and turned yellow, and the bodies of the male corpses suddenly froze, their skin wrinkled quickly and their muscles shriveled.

In just two or three seconds, the water in the two yin corpses was completely stripped and turned into mummified corpses.

The little emperor waved his arms angrily, and with a 'bang' sound, the corpses of men and women were torn apart, as crisp as dead wood.

Two extremely high-quality Infernal corpses were lost in the copy like this.

Seeing this scene, everyone who had already arrived at the entrance of the palace retreated silently.

Xiahou Aotian ran the fastest.

The Eagle of Freedom fled to the spot at a speed not inferior to him, looked at the palace gate with a look of fear, and said in a panic:

"Moisture Depriver, it's... a level 6 Plague God?!"

Skill. Saint Realm Plague God has two killer moves, one is 'water deprivation', and the other is germs. Among them, water deprivation is particularly domineering and can only be learned by 6th-level saints.

"Moisture deprivation is a level 6 skill. Except for Yin Ji, none of us can handle it. I don't think he is the same as the real level 6 Plague God. There is a high probability of only such a skill, but such a strong boss is enough to destroy the group. us."

Xiahou Aotian was flustered in his heart, but he was an experienced Spirit Realm walker anyway, so he calmly gave the plan:

"My suggestion is to retreat temporarily and develop more detailed tactics to challenge again. If he is desperate, then fight and retreat."

When the voice fell, Xia Shuzhilian's eyes moved, and she saw the changes in the palace and reminded:

Hearing this, everyone's hearts were stunned, and they adjusted their positions to look inside the palace. Sure enough, there was no sign of the little emperor.

It casts the night travel skill again.

Yunmeng decisively pushed Brother Red Rooster away, interrupted the treatment, and pressed both palms on the ground.

A smear of green light spread like ripples, and wherever it passed, crisp and tender grass broke out of the ground, and it stopped growing until it extended to the steps of the palace gate.

She is very familiar with the characteristics of 'night tour', trying to lock the position of the little emperor through the changes in the grass.

However, no, the green grass tips are slim and the surroundings are quiet.

Zhang Yuanqing and others were wary of Gu Pan, paying attention to the changes in the grass, and did not miss the movement of the treetops on both sides.

At this time, Yunmeng saw a pair of footprints suddenly appear three feet in front of him. The footprints sank deep into the ground, but there were no footprints anywhere else.

The owner of the footprints seemed to teleport in front of her.

Yunmeng quickly reacted, not the footprints appearing out of thin air, but the little emperor jumped over from the palace.

It fell from the sky.

"Bang!"

The piercing sound of bowstrings sounded, and Xiahou Aotian shot an arrow towards the side and forward.

The arrow hit something in mid-air, and the 'ding' splashed sparks and bounced off.

The little emperor who was attacked showed his figure. At this time, his sharp claws had already pierced Yunmeng. Although Xiahou Aotian's shooting broke the night tour, it could not save Yunmeng.

Yun Meng's eyes flashed, and she saw a black claws stabbing at the door. The sharp claws were less than three centimeters away from her eyes.

The next moment, she will die under the claws.

However, Yunmeng's head suddenly fell back, as if someone had knocked his forehead with a stick.

Just avoid ghost claw. ~~

At a critical moment, the wood demon's flexibility saved her life.

Then, her center of gravity sank as she leaned back, and she fell down quickly, rolling to the side.

The little emperor who failed the sneak attack roared unwillingly, the scales spread all over his body, and the surrounding air immediately appeared dense white mist, and strands penetrated into the gaps of the scales.

Plants quickly turn yellow and lose moisture.

The tumbling Yunmeng froze and curled up in pain. Her skin quickly dried up, wrinkled, her cheeks were sunken, and in a few breaths, she had aged by several decades.

This is wrinkling and dryness caused by moisture loss.

This kind of situation also appeared in Zhang Yuanqing and others. The Eagle of Freedom and Yin Ji were slightly fuller than others.

The former is both a water ghost and has the ability to control water and can slow down its own water loss, while the latter is a high enough level and has a certain immunity.

Xiahou Aotian turned around and wanted to run, but his legs as thin as bamboo poles could no longer bear the weight. As soon as he took a step, he fell heavily to the ground and groaned in pain.

But he did not despair, because he believed that his teammates would not be killed by the boss so easily.

"Tianzun Yuanshi, cooperate with me!" Yin Ji's chapped lips opened slightly, and she spit out a long mouthful of the power of the yin, and a dozen spirit servants whistled around her.

Then, she closed her eyes and performed mind wandering.

A figure in a black dress floated from the top of his head, opened his mouth again, and swallowed more than a dozen spirit servants into his belly.

In an instant, a pitch-black crescent appeared on the forehead of Yin Ji's spirit body, mist-like black light overflowed from the eye sockets, and the white jade hands protruded black and sharp claws.

At this moment, she is like the goddess of the underworld, deep, dark, gloomy, but noble.

Her spirit body swept through the void, her skirt fluttered, and landed on the top of the little emperor's head. Her fair-skinned palm with black nails, shaped like sharp claws, suddenly covered the little emperor's head.

I saw the little emperor froze suddenly, and the brutal and ferocious white pupil was sluggish.

As Yin Ji raised her hand fiercely, on top of its head, a ferocious and violent spirit body with a blurry face was pulled out abruptly.

As soon as this twisted and brutal spirit body left the body, it quickly sank and was about to return to the body.

Yin Ji's five fingers flexed into claws trembled slightly, which seemed unsustainable.

No need for Yin Ji's reminder, Zhang Yuanqing understood what he should do. He took out the demon pestle and shouted:

"Xia Shu, break the armor!"

The biggest disadvantage of Fu Mo Chu is that it ignores sharpness, at least in his hands.

The skin is no longer white, tender and smooth, and the wrinkled Xia Shu Zhilian, struggling with the discomfort of her body, stepped on the army boots and ran to the little emperor. In the process, she grabbed a sharp short sword and stabbed it forward.

A little cold mang spit.

With a sound of 'throat', the swordsman known for his killing easily pierced the little emperor's chest.

Xia Shu drew his sword and retreated. At about the same time, Zhang Yuanqing used the Star Escape Technique to come to the little emperor, and chiseled the demon-proof pestle into the sword hole in his chest. Yin Ji released his hand and let its spirit body return to the physical body.

A brilliant golden light lit up.

The little emperor's black lips, nose and eyes, spurted golden light, he only had time to let out an angry, unwilling roar, and his body fell down in a burst of black smoke.

"died?"

Xia Shuzhilian swayed the dagger, the blade was stained with a layer of dirty black liquid, emitting a stench, and contained highly poisonous

"Is this solved? Haha, that's all it is." Brother Red Chicken licked his chapped lips, beaming with joy, "That's great, I can finally go home and drink soup,"

The other three teammates were also full of joy.

I didn't expect that the demon-busting pestle in the hands of Yuanshi Tianzun was so powerful that even such a terrifying boss couldn't hold its edge.

"Congratulations, everyone, getting the medal for the customs clearance level dungeon." The Eagle of Freedom whistled.

Zhang Yuanqing frowned secretly, looking at the corpse at his feet, a doubt flashed in his heart:

With the attributes of subduing demons and pests, the little emperor is "certainly dead", but why didn't he disappear like the mummy of the killing copy? Also, where are Xie's props?

Thinking like this, his eyes fell on the shoulders of the charred corpse, and he found a clue.

The little emperor's body was nearly carbonized in the burning of the divine power of the sun, but the baby's head on the right shoulder was intact, and it was still sleeping soundly with its eyes closed, which was unreasonable.

Unless, this baby head does not belong to the little emperor.

"Original beginning."

Xia Shuzhilian shouted and pointed at the baby's head with his sword.

Zhang Yuanqing could find clues, as a swordsman, how could she not find it.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded, possessed himself, and reached out to touch the baby's head.

Just when the finger was about to touch the baby's cheek, it suddenly opened its eyes, the black and clear eyes were pure and innocent, but there was no aura, and it stared straight at Zhang Yuanqing.

Zhang Yuanqing was caught off guard and frightened his fingers.

"Wow!"

The baby cried loudly.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

The cries echoed over and over again, and a terrible scene happened. The little emperor who was burnt into coke, his body squirmed for a while, the new scales stretched out the carbonized old dead white pupils, and a ferocious light lit up. , to fill the hole.

It is obviously a femininity without vital signs, but its flesh and blood splits and grows like a living person.

"It's back to life, Lin, it's back to life," Red Rooster yelled.

"Shut up, I know!" Zhang Yuanqing was frightened and angry, and he was about to make his move with the ups and downs of the demon general.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, his eyes darkened, his calf trembled, and he was sweating all over.

what happened? Looking down, I saw that the abdomen was rapidly expanding and bulging high, like a pregnant woman in six or seven months of pregnancy.

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes darkened again.

Behind him, muffled groans and screams sounded one after another.

With a big belly, he supported his lower back, turned his head to look, and saw that the stomachs of his teammates were getting bigger.

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"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

Along with the baby's cry, the round belly surface sometimes protruded a small baby's hand, and sometimes a small head was printed, and the baby in the belly seemed to burst out.

Brother Red Chicken sat slumped on the ground, holding his stomach, and shouted, "I'm pregnant?! What the **** is going on?"

"No, this is not the way the protagonist should be treated!" Xiahou Aotian lay on his side, pressed his bulging belly, and let out a desperate cry.

Yin Ji, Xia Shu Zhi Lian, Freedom Eagle, and Yun Meng were all pale and could not accept the fact that they were pregnant.

Healing and nurturing are the abilities of a musician's profession. This baby's head is a part of the Xie family's rule-type props. Zhang Yuanqing wanted to understand the capabilities of the Xie's family's rule-type props.

But he would rather never understand.

At this time, when he saw the little emperor come back to life, he stood up straight and a pair of ferocious white pupils stared at him.

Without thinking about it, Zhang Yuanqing's body immediately turned into a dreamlike starlight and disappeared in place. Immediately, he staggered and appeared a few meters away.

The Star Escape was forcibly interrupted.

To make matters worse, Zhang Yuanqing found that he had lost all the skills of the star officer, and his level had also dropped from level 4 to level 3.

This is also the reason for the interruption of Star Communication.

His power was taken away by the fetus in his womb.

As soon as Zhang Yuanqing's figure appeared, the little emperor who was covered in blue and black couldn't wait to pounce. It only had the enemy who killed him in his eyes.

Damn, go kill Xiahou Aotian, why are you chasing me? Zhang Yuanqing's face changed drastically. His current state is very bad. Not to mention the downgrade, the fetus in the womb is still grabbing power, accompanied by strong abdominal pain.

Moreover, it is really inconvenient to fight with a big belly.

How does the supernatural fight a level 6 monster?

There is no doubt that the little emperor can tear him to pieces in a second, without even needing to use skills.

The sense of crisis exploded in his heart, and Zhang Yuan retreated in panic, but it was only a few more seconds to live.

Adrenaline surged, and he was anxiously thinking about ways to survive

At this time, the blood rose not far away attracted his attention.

The Infernal Corpse with a beautiful face stood in the shade of a tree, waiting in place, with a flat and tight abdomen, unaffected by the baby's cry. It is a dead thing itself, so it is immune to crying?

Zhang Yuanqing immediately performed the night tour, concealed his figure, and rushed towards the blood rose with a big belly

He opened the inventory, took out a pair of black running shoes without a logo, a piece of human skin as thin as a cicada's wings, and threw it at Blood Rose.

At the same time, he endured the pain, separated a part of his spiritual power, communicated with the sea of ​​​​knowledge, and took over the body of Blood Rose.

The perfect human skin was attached to Blood Rose's face, and it melted quickly. After a while, this delicate-looking corpse turned into the appearance of Zhang Yuanqing.

‘Zhang Yuanqing’ kicked off his shoes, put on his shovel shoes, first glanced at the little emperor in the distance, and after the eyes met, he turned his head and ran away.

"Roar!"

The little emperor turned into an afterimage and quickly caught up with Blood Rose.

Suddenly, Blood Rose turned around, a sliding shovel slid down the little emperor's crotch, and her body showed a kind of translucency between the real and the illusory.

After avoiding the culling, Blood Rose quickly got up and ran in the other direction. The little emperor turned around and chased after him.

- Chase and flee, and soon disappear from everyone's sight.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

The loud cry of the baby gradually faded away, and finally could not be heard.

Zhang Yuanqing had a big belly and leaned against a tree, gasping for breath.

After the cry disappeared, the fetus in the womb seemed to have lost its activity, no longer trying to burst out, and began to return its strength.

It seems that crying is the root of gestation. If you cry for a long time, the fetus will burst out. At that time, it may really be downgraded. The rules of the musician profession are terrible. Feeling the power is gradually returning, Zhang Yuanqing is relieved.

Leaning against the tree trunk, he glanced at the condition of his teammates.

Yin Ji supported the tree trunk with one hand and dragged her stomach with the other, standing with difficulty~www.readwn.com~ Yunmeng sat cross-legged on the ground, carefully looking at her stomach, while Xia Shuzhilian held a dagger and kept gesturing on her bulging belly.

"Hey, it doesn't move, I feel the power has returned." Brother Red Chicken slapped his stomach and slapped his stomach.

Xiahou Aotian had an autistic look on his face. As the protagonist, he humiliated a child who was pregnant with a monster. It was a shame.

At this time, it would be nice to have a mobile phone. Zhang Yuanqing involuntarily flashed such thoughts. He quickly cleared the distracting thoughts, and his face was solemn and serious:

"Everyone, the crisis has not been contacted yet, and my infernal corpse can last up to five minutes."

"The boss's abilities are almost clear. It's time to re-formulate the tactics, whether to destroy the group or clear the level, in five minutes."

Ps: The typo is changed first and then corrected.

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