Spirit Walker

The curse is over, and smart IQs are on the high ground again.

Everyone survived the catastrophe, and while rejoicing, recalling the scenes just now, they were a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

It is more embarrassing and embarrassing than the levels of "Jian Yong" and "Ming Gui". Even Xiahou Aotian, who is very nervous, can't help but have thoughts like "it's better to go back" or "find a crack in the ground" .

Zhang Yuanqing, who has always maintained human consciousness, took out the mountain god's scepter and threw it to Guan Ya as he walked towards Brother Hongji, urging him, "Hurry up, save people!"

The few people who were not injured quickly adjusted their emotions and rushed to Tianxia Guihuo, Sun Miaomiao and Brother Hongji to rescue their dying teammates.

Fortunately, because the curse passed in time, the three people whose lives were hanging by a thread returned to their state, and they withdrew their feet from the gate of hell.

Brother Red Chicken was the most seriously injured. His spine was broken, his organs were damaged, and his blood loss was serious. Even if his spiritual power returned, his condition was still bad.

The Pyromancer lay weakly on the ground, his lips and face were as pale as paper, his pupils were dilated, his chest heaved violently, his heart was working at an overload, trying to provide blood to the oxygen-deprived brain, but this accelerated the blood loss instead.

Zhang Yuanqing took out a tube of golden and clear life source liquid and injected it into Brother Hongji's neck vein.

This is not a diluted life source liquid, which cannot save an endangered saint. This is the original life source liquid paid by the Xie family in installments.

Zhang Yuanqing stopped injecting half a tube of life source liquid, waiting for Guan Ya to send the mountain **** scepter.

Now he doesn't have a lot of life source liquid in stock, after helping Brother Red Chicken to stabilize his injury, the rest can be handed over to self-healing items.

"It hurts, it itches..." Brother Red Chicken moaned, the feeling of being reborn from a broken bone was not pleasant, it was quite painful.

The vertebrae proliferated rapidly, and the fractures were connected to each other, and the flesh and blood squirmed and grew, but it was weak before it was completely repaired.

Guan Ya walked over with a blushing face, she had initially stabilized Tian Tian Gui Huo's injury.

"Brother Red Chicken, are you alright?"

"I'll treat him."

At this moment, Guan Ya's eyes were misty and charming, and her cheeks were flushed and drunk. Zhang Yuanqing knew that the side effect of the mountain god's scepter had taken effect when he saw her state. He immediately took out the ghost mirror, grabbed the scepter, and handed it to the ghost mirror. : "Take it!".

Although Guan Ya was angry, she still felt sorry for her boyfriend and hesitated for a while. "You come?"

"I have the divine power of the sun to protect me, and I am very resistant to negative states. That's why I was able to maintain my self-awareness just now." Zhang Yuanqing said.

The alchemist of the Qin Dynasty said that he was able to maintain human cognition because he was rebellious and did not believe in fate, but Zhang Yuanqing knew that his personality was only part of the reason, and more of it was the pure yang body washing record that tempered him into an indestructible body.

In the face of curse, poison, mind control and other skills, it has super resistance.

Guan Ya just took over the ghost mirror, and the turbulent **** was suppressed immediately, the undercurrent of the spring tide subsided, and her legs were no longer weak...

Zhang Yuanqing pressed the emerald on the top of the mountain god's scepter to Brother Hongji's back, and the soft green light lit up, and the flesh and blood that stopped wriggling grew again, covering the spine.

Brother Hongji's injuries have finally healed in sevens and eighties, and he can act normally.

"Can you stand up?" Zhang Yuanqing stretched out his hand.

"F*ck, I walked around the gate of hell." Brother Hongji held his palm cursingly, and thanked him from the side: "Thanks to you, otherwise I would really be covered. Every time I enter an S-level dungeon It's a tightrope walk, survival is all about luck."

"Remember to return the half tube of life source liquid to me." Zhang Yuanqing pulled him up.

Brother Red Rooster hooked his shoulders, handed over his weight to him, and said boldly: "It's no problem, I also have the source of life liquid." Flipping his palm, he took out a tube of injection from the inventory.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't answer, and said lightly: "Give me the copy and return it to me."

Brother Hongji stared at him for a few moments, showing a rare expression of solemnity, "I'm not mistaken, you are a loyal person."

After a brief rest, the team members walked to the mechanism weapon, looked at it for a while, then reached out to touch the fuselage to read the information.

[Name: Six Livestock Instruments]

[Type: Mechanism Weapon]

[Function: Curse, Spiritual Guidance]

[Introduction: According to the secret method of Mohist institutions, the master of Mozong integrated the power of curse and the power of dreams, supplemented by a variety of top-level materials, which can change the fate of all living things. It lasts for five minutes and is invalid for non-living bodies. 】

[Remarks: This item cannot be taken out of the dungeon. 】

"It turns out that it also includes the ability of dreams, no wonder it can affect our cognition." Asano Ryo suddenly realized.

The most terrifying thing about dreams and illusions is not the lethality, but the confusion of spirit and cognition.

"It's a pity that I can't bring out the copy, or I will get rich." Sun Miaosen lamented, thanks to Ye Youshen's terrifying resilience, her injury has completely healed.

"Ingenious workmanship, ingenious workmanship..." Xiahou Aotian caressed the mechanism's creation affectionately, his face full of regret.

"It's a pity I can't take it with me."

"It won't turn us into pigs again?" Brother Red Chicken kicked the pedestal with lingering fear.

Zhang Yuanqing shook his head: "We have already passed this level, and there should be no danger. Unfortunately, there is no good harvest."

As he spoke, he picked up Little Red Riding Hood and put it in the inventory, and when he took it out again, the road had returned to normal.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately put the puppet swordsman into the hat space.

"In the process of clearing the dungeon, the less things you harvest, the more generous the rewards will be when you settle." The world who survived the catastrophe returned to fire with a rare sense of humor.

"This is called the law of conservation of reward." Seeing that his teammates did not respond, he was taken aback: "Isn't it funny?"

You just got your life back, how could you have the leisure to listen to your cold jokes.

Zhang Yuanqing turned around silently and went to the next level, and everyone left silently, leaving the world to return to the fire and fall into deep thought.

In this way, they continued to trek in the spacious corridor, sometimes going down and sometimes going up. The candlelight in the alcove was flickering. The top of the head was not a stone wall, but it was covered with a wooden ceiling. There was a vent hole every ten meters. Influx.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Brother Hongji suddenly rubbed his hands together and said, "Why did it suddenly become cold? Is it my illusion?"

He wasn't the only one who felt cold, the others also felt the cold air floating in the air, penetrating into their pores.

"It's not an illusion, it's Yin Qi." Sun Senmiao said: "The Yin Qi ahead is very heavy, very heavy, heavier than the Yin Qi of the Corpse Lian Island in Qinfeng Academy."

"It's not Corpse Refining Island, it's Chicken Heart Island." Zhao Chenghuang said.

"Did I forget?" Sun Miaomiao stuck out her tongue.

"Spit out your tongue, it's disgusting." Zhang Yuanqing, the leader, sneered.

"It's disgusting to repeat your words."

"Hey, why don't you kick my **** anymore?"

"you…"

Seeing that the two were still quarreling leisurely, Guan Ya and the others suddenly stopped panicking. There are three star officials in this team, and the thing they are most afraid of is the genitals.

Moving forward, a cold wind blew in the corridor, the air humidity also increased, and the light became brighter and brighter.

After walking for a few more minutes, everyone saw the exit, and faint sunlight came in from the entrance of the corridor.

Outside the corridor is a valley, with parallel wooden stakes inserted into the dark and towering cliffs, on which there are rotten coffins, and as far as the eye can see, there are hundreds of them.

The mud in the valley is dark brown, with no grass growing, and any temperature felt by the sun shining into the valley, the light is pale and pale.

There are two steles standing at the entrance of the corridor, one is written "Jiebu" and "Shangxian", and the other is written "Clean up the old mountains and rivers".

"arrive…"

Zhang Yuanqing stopped in his tracks with a dignified look on his face.

Sun Miaomiao and Zhao Chenghuang also showed solemn expressions. In the eyes of the three star officials, the valley was full of yin, blocking the sunlight, and they were full of resentful spirits.

There were men, women, old and young, some golden soldiers in armor, some disciples wearing Mozong costumes, some lost their heads, some were bleeding from the seven orifices, some were full of disgust, and some were mourning.

But when everyone reached the valley, these floating in the air

, the wraiths wandering on the surface looked over in unison.

Pairs of creepy white pupils watched fiercely. Seeing this scene, normal people must be scared out of their wits, and even spiritual practitioners would feel chills in their hearts.

Fortunately, except for the three star officials, no one else could see it.

They are still looking at the coffin and stele on the cliff.

Xiahou Aotian gave everyone popular science as usual: "Festival burial is against wasting time and wealth on the dead, and meritocracy is to honor talents regardless of high or low."

Xiaoyuan nodded slightly: "The other meaning of festival burial is the utilization of waste, turning the dead into ghosts to guard the checkpoint. Shangxian's meritocracy is that even enemies can also be 'partners,' to drive It fights for itself."

Xiahou Aotian was shocked, and he clapped his hands in praise: "Enterprise-level understanding." After speaking, a strong wind blew up in the valley, which made the weak alchemist tremble.

Sun Miaomiao gave a loud warning, shouting: "Back, everyone, back, the ghosts are coming!"

Resentful spirits poured in like a sea tide, Sun Miaomiao and Zhao Chenghuang took two steps forward and stood side by side with Zhang Yuanqing. The three star officials' eye sockets were filled with dark and viscous energy, and they used their spirit-eating skills.

The army of vengeful spirits that surged in gathered together, and there was a commotion, and Ye Youshen played a role in suppressing the vengeful spirits.

"It would be great if the Summoner brought in, these are my soldiers." Sun Miaomiao said with a little regret.

Taking advantage of the short-term suppression of the army of resentful spirits, she raised her hand to scoop up the void, and grabbed a yellow Taoist robe covered in blood and painted with spirit seals. She blew on the Taoist robe, then immediately threw it high, saying: "Take it!"

The Taoist robe unfolded out of thin air, creating a vortex of Yin Qi. The wraiths screamed and turned into green smoke, sucked into the Taoist robe with the rhythm of the vortex.

What a powerful prop... Zhang Yuanqing was envious for a while. The Taoist robe is obviously a top-grade prop. The level and quality are not something that Sun Miaomiao of level 4 can have. The only source is the blessings of the sect or the elders.

It is good to have a Yeyoushen faction as a backer, unlike him, there are only a few exclusive dungeons for the Yeyoushen, and the occupation props obtained are extremely limited.

Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the heights of the valley, and the brains of everyone at the entrance of the tunnel were shaken, as if someone had hit the head with a club. Warm liquid flowed out of the nose, and the brain felt dizzy for a while.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing heard the crisp sound of bones breaking, and turned his head to see that Sun Miaomiao's head was twisted behind him, and the flesh of the neck was torn and flowed out due to the lack of toughness.

Blood and tears flowed from her eyes, and her expression froze on her face. The Taoist robe lost control of its master and fell lightly.

In Zhang Yuanqing's field of vision, a resentful spirit wearing a black robe and disheveled hair possessed Sun Miaomiao, severely wounding her in the simplest and most efficient way.

"Crack, click..." Sun Miaosen's knees, elbows, twisted into twists one after another, while Zhao Chenghuang and the teammates behind him were still in dizziness, and no one could save her.

"Miaomiao..." Zhang Yuanqing's expression changed drastically.

"Fuck, Illusionist Wraith!" He swears, the darkness in his eye sockets emerges again, he stretches out his hand to grab Sun Miaomiao's neck, and grabs the Wraith inside.

Because of the pure yang body wash and body protection, he suffered the least damage, and the dizziness caused was also very slight, and he returned to normal almost instantly, so he was able to lend a helping hand.

As soon as he touched the resentful spirit in Sun Miaomiao's body, Zhang Yuanqing realized that it was a high-ranked resentful spirit at the pinnacle of a saint, with a whole bar of experience points higher than him.

Feeling the oppression from the star officials of the same level, the spiritual power of the resentful spirit swelled, and it was time to cast another mental blow.

But the enchanting and glamorous Yi Chuanmei floated above Zhang Yuanqing's head, and deep vortexes rippling in his pupils.

dreamland!

The resistance of the resentful spirit in Sun Miaomiao's body became weaker and weaker, and gradually entered the dreamland.

Seizing the opportunity created by Yi Chuanmei, Zhang Yuanqing condensed a faint golden light in his palm, and pulled it out with all his strength. The wraith with disheveled hair and black robe was pulled out.

Immediately afterwards, the golden light condensed into a weak, slender spear, aimed at the wraith

thrown out.

"嗤嗤~" The golden light pierced through the illusory body of the resentful spirit, emitting a large puff of green smoke.

"Yi Chuanmei!" Zhang Yuanqing shouted immediately after throwing the spear.

Yi Chuanmei and her master were connected with each other, and without hesitation, she raised her snow-white neck and launched a mental attack on the resentful spirit. In the next second, the scream of the wraith rang out, and then stopped abruptly.

It hugged its head and howled in pain.

At this time, Zhao Chenghuang recovered from the mental shock, without further ado, grabbed a stack of sealing charms from the inventory, and shook his hand to throw them out.

The spirit-sealing talisman shot out and was absorbed on the wraith's body, like a red-hot iron hitting a snowman, raising a lot of black smoke.

Guan Ya rushed out from behind the two, jumped up high like a dragon, and jumped towards the wraith spirit!

The evil spirit of the swordsman has a high lethality to the wraith, and her insight technique can vaguely sense the location of the wraith.

After being attacked one after another, the aura of the wraith declined sharply, falling from the peak of the sixth level to the early stage of the sixth level. It rushed up and fled towards the towering cliff while screaming piercingly.

Mental blow!

The surviving wraiths in the valley flew up with it, and merged into the body of the black-robed wraith like moths to a flame.

It devoured the wraith to strengthen itself, and screamed again, this time it was not a spiritual attack, but a summoning.

Over a hundred coffins lying on the cliff face were lifted at the same time, and the scene of the coffin lids falling from a high place was like rain, which was extremely spectacular.

Inside the coffin, rotten and ugly corpses sat up, twisted their heads, and looked at the team below.

"Good guy, they are all Yin corpses, high-quality Yin corpses." Zhang Yuanqing clicked his tongue repeatedly, "It's really rich."

As a star official, you can judge the quality of these corpses based on their aura. Most of them are in the Transcendent Realm, but there are also many saints.

In the face of Yin corpses, Ye Youshen does not have the innate ability to suppress them, and the corpse-suppressing talisman is in charge, but with such a large army of Yin corpses, it is obviously not a wise move to draw them~www.wuxiamtl.com~ It is better to do physical explosions.

Zhao Chenghuang felt that it was difficult, and said in a deep voice: "Be serious, there will be a hard fight next."

Hundreds of Yin corpses, plus a sixth-level resentful spirit main formation, even if it is as strong as the dead team, it is still a hard battle.

"In my field, how could it be arrogant?" Zhang Yuanqing raised his hand to grab it, and a baby's head appeared in the palm of his hand.

The baby looks extremely cute, with plump cheeks, skin as white and tender as milk, long eyelashes intertwined, and seems to be sleeping.

If it hadn't only one head, it would have been a lovely little nose.

"Fuck!" Brother Hongji and Xiahou Aotian exclaimed at the same time, and instinctively grasped their lower abdomen.

"You, you... how the **** did you bring this thing?" Brother Red Chicken looked nervous and backed away slowly.

Xiahou Aotian was also retreating.

Guan Ya raised her eyebrows, knowing that this is the holy baby of the Xie family, who can let the big girl and the big boy experience the taste of pregnancy.

"What's wrong?" Ryo Asano asked curiously when she saw that the two were suddenly tense and showed fear.

Brother Red Chicken glanced at her, "You don't have a boyfriend yet, do you? Haven't you ever had a child?"

Ryo Asano was ashamed and angry, and said to himself, this person has no manners at all, how could he offend an eighteen-year-old girl like this.

Brother Red Chicken snorted, "That thing is called Holy Baby, and the sound of crying can make people pregnant."

brush!

Asano Ryo, Madoka, Princess Yinyao, and Tian Tian Gui Huo scrambled back.

Sensing the scene behind him, Zhang Yuanqing raised the corners of his mouth, "If you don't want to be pregnant with my child, cover your ears and go back to the tunnel. Next is the time for ghosts to give birth!"

After finishing speaking, he pressed the holy baby on his shoulder, and blood vessels and nerves grew out of the holy baby's neck, connecting with the flesh and blood of his shoulder.

It gained life from this, and its tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.