Chapter 405 Senior, Please Call You Senior Brother
Looking sideways, he saw that the sky above the ghost market had boiled up at some point, and the clouds seemed to have been ignited by someone. Shahe Ghost Market is underground. There are no clouds in this place. The clouds that can be seen above are all transformed by the Black Crow Taoist Master with his own power. Now the meaning of the burning clouds is very clear.
Someone is attacking here!
"Your Majesty?" Ling Feiyan asked subconsciously.
"Don't worry."
Wu Chong waved his hand. He, Master Wu, never came back empty-handed when he went out. Today he planned to kidnap the master and brother of the Black Crow Dao, but he didn't expect there would be a surprise.
"King of Corpses?!"
Master Black Crow, who sensed the danger, was the first to fly out, but as soon as he reached the window, he was surrounded by the corpse aura that filled the sky.
The clouds in the sky were distorted like an abstract painting, and a mummy-like palm thrust down from above, tearing the picture in half.
"A companion beast—a thousand-year-old corpse!"
The Black Crow Taoist who stopped outside the window looked at the intruder outside with a solemn expression.
Just looking at it, I felt something was wrong. After the huge ancient corpse tore up the sky of the ghost market, it punched the building below. The target was the main building where Wu Chong and the others were, which was the Black Crow Road. Where the Lord’s essence lies.
"Everything is a dream!!"
Along with a roar, violent power bombarded down like a mountain bearing down on top.
"You crazy person!!"
The face of the Black Crow Taoist Master, who was still watching, changed drastically, and his body suddenly exploded, turning into a flock of crows that scattered across the sky.
He himself is a strong man in the illusion arts, and this kind of force-based head-on confrontation is not what he is good at. This is why Wu Chong beat his clone before.
boom! !
The power of the fist was suppressed, mixed with the gray-black corpse energy, as if it was going to blow up the entire ghost city. Under the impact of the core light beam, the building that originally housed the Black Crow Taoist Master exploded from the top. Broken tiles and bricks flew everywhere. The gray-black corpse gas turned into a wave of poison and spread to the surrounding areas. Some people did not have time to escape. The guest was sucked in, but in the blink of an eye he was frothing at the mouth and fell to the ground.
The dead man's face was ashen, and it didn't take long before he struggled to stand up again.
Reborn zombies began to pounce on those who escaped.
The ghost market is in complete chaos.
Pungent poisonous gas filled the air, and with the Black Crow Taoist's building as the center, there were broken walls and stones everywhere. Some injured people wailed among them, but they were quickly knocked down by the new zombies. After a few screams, they became quiet. After a while, they staggered back to their feet and turned into one of the zombies.
"No one can stop me from seizing the nightmare crystal."
The zombie fell down, and the expression on his face receded little by little, revealing the familiar face of the coffin dragger.
The corpse king in the sky.
The coffin puller on the ground.
The two are the same person, but the Corpse King spends most of his time sleeping. He is the second-ranked master on the Earth Ranking, and considers himself a master and a disciple of the 'Original Sword Master'. But there will always be a time when the Corpse King wakes up. Once the Corpse King wakes up, the coffin dragger will immediately wake up with new memories. The coffin dragger at that time will be the great master of the Tianbang - the Corpse King!
"Killing him can catalyze the nightmare crystal in advance?"
Behind the Corpse King, a middle-aged man with a sword on his back looked at the tragic situation below expressionlessly and asked casually.
This person was none other than another Grand Master, Wang Jiantong, the Grand Master of the Far West who had previously plotted against Wu Chong.
"Bai Zhiqiu is the parasite of the nightmare crystal. If you want him to awaken the crystal, you must give him enough stimulation." After the corpse king made a move, he stepped on the ruins and started walking towards the center.
The floor tiles under his feet were decaying and weathering at a speed visible to the naked eye after he stepped on them.
He himself is a source of poison that even bricks and mortar cannot withstand.
"Do you really think this world is a dream?"
Wang Jiantong looked at the Corpse King in front of him and asked suddenly as if casually.
"Who knows?"
The Corpse King's eyes flickered, and a scene was recalled in his mind.
In this picture, he saw a huge mushroom, which was like a jellyfish, with countless translucent threads connected underneath. Each thread is connected to a sleeping person and is responsible for drawing their dream consciousness into the world.
In this world, everything they do will be turned into nutrients and absorbed by the mushrooms when they die, leaving only a few worthless broken images that will return to reality. This is also what people in reality do in their dreams. Why can't I remember so much when I wake up? Because that part of the valuable content has been absorbed by the mushrooms.
Outside the mushroom, there is a weirdo with a mask. He controls a group of farmers-like people. These people harvest the ideas that 'grow' from the mushroom just like farming, package them and send them to the higher level. exist.
The Corpse King didn't see that existence clearly, but he could vaguely see the giant shadow that flickered in the clouds, as if it were a dragon.
The Corpse King himself is also a dead person. As a corpse, he does not want to be harvested again, so he is obsessed with obtaining the nightmare crystal in Bai Zhiqiu's hand, because it is the legendary true seed that can avoid harvesting. The most important treasure in this world.
"It's actually not dead. This crow still has some abilities."
The Corpse King gathered his strength, and he sensed the location of the Black Crow Taoist Master.
I also noticed the direction of this trip’s goal.
Wang Jiantong, the Lord of Extreme West, did not speak any more and walked over.
Corpse aura permeated the air.
Wu Chong stretched out his hand and transformed into an air shield, protecting Ling Feiyan. She was not strong enough to directly resist the corpse energy, and as for himself.
Wu Chong took a deep breath.
A large amount of corpse air entered the lungs, which felt quite refreshing.
After scanning with his spiritual consciousness, he led Ling Feiyan towards the left.
On the other side of the ruins, many zombie monsters roared everywhere and shuttled through the corpse fog. All the lanterns in the ghost market were knocked over to the ground. Without the light, the entire ghost market became even darker.
In the corner, the reorganized Black Crow Taoist Master cursed angrily.
"Madman!! This zombie is out of his fucking mind!"
He tried to escape just now, but when he rushed to the outside, he discovered that in addition to the blockade of corpse energy, there was also a sword energy storm outside. That was left by Wang Jiantong, the master of the Jixi Swordsman. With the two great masters joining forces, it was not possible for him to rush out alone.
Apart from himself, his senior brother Tianxiang Sanren is not here now.
With one against two, there is no chance of winning!
In the subconscious mind of Taoist Master Black Crow, Wu Chong and Ling Feiyan are just minions, and the newly promoted Grand Master is a joke. The list was all created by his senior brother, and he still doesn’t know the tricks in it? How could someone really be that strong and instantly become intimidated upon meeting him?
Such a bad situation suddenly made the Black Crow Taoist's mentality explode. He could already feel that the Corpse King was getting closer and closer to him.
"Senior, this is the situation now, please call you senior brother!"
Suddenly there was a voice nearby.