Chapter 65 Backhand
There is a huge amount of energy hidden in this zombie, which has surpassed the scope of ordinary rice dumplings, and its strength is incomparably great. Feng Siming naturally knows that there is a yin pill in this guy's body, which is designed to absorb the vitality and yang energy of all things. It can't bite you, but the distance is close, and it is inevitable that part of the yang energy will be sucked away by the air.

In the original book, Partridge Whistle is the inner alchemy of the demon insect in Xiaoliu's body. After being sucked into the air, the inner alchemy is replenished, so it forms a balance that cancels each other out. Naturally, nothing will happen. But the situation is urgent now. Ming shut the mouth of the Xiangxi Corpse King,
The partridge whistle that was hugged and pressed to the ground was about to be sucked so that white hair would grow out of it, and he didn't even look at the white-haired old ape lying on the ground. At this moment, all the white hairs on his body had fallen off. The ground, in an instant, turned into a naked, thin dead skin bag with only a skeleton left.

Therefore, this Xiangxi Corpse King is not simply a corpse turned into a zombie, but that this person did not know some magic method before his life, and he actually practiced the rumored true alchemy in his belly, and after his death, this inner alchemy did not exist It disappeared completely, and it was actually hidden in the dantian.

This guy just absorbed the yang energy of the white-haired old ape, so he will be alive and well, several times stronger than the big rice dumpling.

"Brother! Hold back."

Holding the knife, the old foreigner rushed up quickly, then inserted the back of the knife into the seam of the armor on the shoulder of the Xiangxi Corpse King, and then picked it hard, and immediately removed a large piece of the armor, and then cut through the armor under the armor. The clothes leaked out of the skinny arms of the Xiangxi Corpse King. Seeing this, the old foreigner gritted his teeth and thrust the knife into it forcefully, and then swung it upwards with all his strength.

"Yeah, drink"

After roaring all over, under the strength of the knife and the sharpness of the knife, one of the corpse king's arms was swung off and flew into the air with a click.

One arm was missing, and without the squeeze of the Xiangxi corpse king, the partridge whistle was breathing the humid air here.

Seeing this, Feng Siming immediately exerted his force, his body was in a backward posture, and he pulled out the head of the Xiangxi Corpse King tightly with his hands. After several clicks, the corpse of the Xiangxi Corpse King was completely separated.

But the headless corpse king of Xiangxi did not lose consciousness directly, almost the same as if his head was still on his body. He was holding on to the partridge whistle tightly. After such a long time, the partridge whistle is probably already cold...

The old foreigner saw that the corpse king's head was broken off, and thought it was over, but he didn't expect that this guy only had a body left, and he was still so vigorous. Feng Siming knew that the Xiangxi corpse king had no head now, and his body The inner alchemy in the movie must be to repair the broken neck that will soon be gone.

He hastily snatched the steel knife from the old foreigner's hand, and directly stabbed it into the Xiangxi Corpse King's body, opened a hole in the corpse king's back, and then directly thrust his fist into it , He frowned tightly and used the dragon-seeking hand to pass through the ribs on the back of the corpse king, and groped all the way to the dantian, and then he felt a hard object in it. .

The moment Feng Siming pulled his hand out of Xiangxi Corpse King's body, the headless body that was still pressing tightly against the partridge whistle immediately became completely weak.

Seeing this, the old foreigner immediately pushed aside the headless body that was still lying on Partridge Whistle, and hurriedly looked at the situation of Partridge Whistle.

"Senior brother, brother, are you alright?"

The partridge whistle was shaken by the old foreigner for a while, and then he came back to his senses and was completely out of danger. His eyes were bloodshot at the moment, and his face was so ugly that it was not much different from the face of a dead man. Earlier, Feng Siming was going to twist the corpse When he turned his head, the partridge whistle was squeezed so hard that he almost fainted.

At this moment, paralyzed in the arms of the old foreigner, it is considered that the whole body is relaxed, but just after a moment of relaxation, I only feel that my eyes are dark, and the worst thing is that I feel that all the limbs and limbs of the whole body are extremely sore, especially the chest cavity. And the double ribs are the most painful.

Feng Siming on the side slowly opened the thing he was holding in his hand with the aid of the lantern on the ground, and only then did he see a white bead the size of a thumb in his hand, which gave off a faint white light under the illumination of the lantern. .

Feng Siming grinned and put the thing into his waist pouch, then raised his foot and kicked the zombie head on the ground into the crack, while Chen Yulou and Miss Hong, who were behind, captured it.

At this moment, the leaders of the two factions were all injured, and Partridge Whistle seemed to be the most injured person in the field, but he could only recover after a few days of self-cultivation.

The red girl supported Chen Yulou, he was also limping, seeing that Partridge Whistle was able to survive from death, now he really smiled, and he wanted to go up to greet him, even if Partridge Whistle might Can't hear my own nagging.

But before he could make a move, gusts of wind rose from the flat ground in the cave, everyone looked up, even Feng Siming was not surprised, but he seemed to remember something important again, Immediately, the pupils of his eyes dilated, and he hurriedly lowered his head and turned around to look at the headless zombie's body on the ground.

I saw the headless zombie that was pushed aside by the old foreigner, and the body that had lost its inner alchemy and was sautéed, suddenly swelled up inexplicably, and the organs on the body were dripping profusely. Splashed with black blood, the torso from which the head had been torn off was like a balloon that was blowing up.

I saw the dark wind surging in the purple robe on the corpse, wisps of yellow smoke came out from its cavity, and pus flowed out from the corpse. Partridge Whistle's eyes were still blurred and couldn't figure out the situation, but Chen Yulou was very knowledgeable. Guang, it can be seen at a glance that this tomb is a Yuan tomb.

But you must know that at the end of the Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the wind of tomb robbery was prevalent, and people's hearts were in a state of confusion. The people in the mausoleum wanted to ask for artifacts, and they didn't care about poking the remains of the tomb owner. There is no peace. After the Yuan general died, he not only ordered people to plant a suspicious tomb in the urn city on the feng shui level at the foot of Pingshan Mountain, but also hid pins in the tomb to ambush. The most mysterious and terrifying thing is the Western Region secret method Make a corpse.

This corpse was soaked in five poisons mixed with velvet grass juice before being hidden in the coffin. Once a tomb robber bypassed the mechanism and pried open the coffin, he would not leave the corpse. The secret medicine in the zombie's skin and flesh flowed out, and the whole corpse became a source of poison, spreading a thick poisonous mist around.

Within a radius of a hundred feet, all dead bodies, no matter humans, animals, insects or animals, will melt into the same highly poisonous mirage when encountering the thick fog formed by the ancient fossilization, which is called "ling miasma". If there is more, it will die, and after death, it will become a part of "Ling Miasma". It will be passed on to ten, ten to hundreds, until there are no more living things a hundred feet away from the periphery of "Ling Miasma". Almost none, so it is a secret anti-theft method for tomb robbers who are frightened by the news.

No one thought that this Yuan Dynasty general's last trump card was actually "Ling Miasma". When encountering this guy, there is no way to solve it. The only thing that matters is running for your life, as far as you can.

Although Feng Siming remembered many things clearly, he didn't expect to forget this point, and he didn't care about this "ling miasma" that was still slowly gathering.

He hurriedly asked the red girl to carry the bamboo basket, which contained the treasures poured from the coffin, and then he personally carried Chen Yulou, who had injured his foot, while the old foreigner carried the partridge whistle on his back.

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