Chapter 1534: You and I Continue to Scheme, the Corpse King's Six Marrows Can Give Birth to a Child

"Ah, oh~"

"Game over!"

As the Dragon Fusion Realm dissolves from all directions, a helpless voice comes from the Yin Ling Coffin.

At this moment, everyone can see that Shou Ye never believed that the person he stepped on to death at the beginning was Nian.

He waited until the last moment, until the real Nian was a little careless, and then he took him down.

"What if Nian didn't care?"

The onlookers are not stupid. When this question flashed through their minds, they basically had the answer.

I'm afraid that Shou Ye might clear everyone out in order to find out the hidden Nian here!

"Okay, you win, Xu Xiaoshou."

The Yin Lingju moved two steps like a stiff maggot. Yue Gongli did not dare to come out, but applause rang out inside:

"According to the rules, Zhou Tianshen's God's Destiny Star is yours, and I will never touch it again."

"Of course, after killing Nian, you can't kill me again."

"You know, it was her who wanted to assassinate you just now. I just came to save her, and I couldn't save her in the end... Even when you punched and kicked me just now, I didn't fight back. I am a good... No, I am also a bad person..."

Xu Xiaoshou put away the sword and looked at the noisy Yin Lingju quietly.

It's outrageous.

The defense of this thing is too high.

The violent giant swung and beat it so hard, but it couldn't be broken.

According to Yue Gongli, this thing is in his hand, and he is destined to be unable to break the defense?

"It has integrated many ancestral powers..."

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes flickered. He had been attacking for so long that he could smell the various powers on the Yin Ling Coffin.

Using the ancestral power as a defense, could it be that the only way is to become an extreme giant and punch?

Or...

Passive punch?

"Passive punch (charge value: 44%)."

It has been a long time since I threw such a hearty punch, and I have cultivated it to the point where I don't know what effect it will cause. Xu Xiaoshou is a little itchy.

At the same time, across the coffin, Yue Gongli seemed to have sensed the danger coming, and his voice was no longer joking, but a little pleading:

"Everyone is watching, I am a half-saint, and the saint cannot be insulted. Please let me go, I really know Ba Zun An..."

Hiss!

The onlookers were in a commotion for a while.

Brother, we are still here, is this for us to hear?

Could it be that Master Shou will let you go later, and the first thing you do after you get out of the coffin is to silence you?

"Come out first." Xu Xiaoshou resisted the urge to punch. It was not rational to waste his passive punch on a coffin.

"Promise not to hit me first..." Yue Gongli understood very well, "I will come out later."

"Come out first, then I will talk."

"Promise first, then I will come out."

Buzz!

Xu Xiaoshou stopped talking, took a step forward, and his explosive posture was opened, and golden spots flashed around his body.

He also understood.

He knew what people like him feared the most, two words: reckless man!

"Hey, hey, wait, wait!"

The voice in the Yin Ling Coffin suddenly became anxious, "I'm coming out, I'm coming out, it's not okay, we can have a face-to-face interview, really..."

The attention of the people.

Everyone's eyes were nervous.

But the gray-blue coffin shook and stood up from its horizontal position, and then the talisman paper on the coffin lid lit up with red lines full of repressive power...

"Buzz!"

The power of the yellow talisman and the power to open the coffin began to compete with each other.

A faint evil wave spread from all around, driving everyone's hands and feet cold, and they all retreated, not daring to get too close.

"There's always a bad feeling..."

Someone touched his chest, which was not very comfortable.

Ka!

The power of the yellow talisman paper suddenly lost its effect!

After the vertical Yin Ling coffin shook violently, the coffin lid on top seemed to be pushed open by a "person" from the inside.

Immediately, a strong, smelly, sticky gray-blue humus smell gushed out from inside.

"What..."

Everyone frowned.

However, before he could raise any questions, the coffin lid was barely opened...

"Swish, swish, swish, swish!"

Ten black energy arcs were thrown out from Xu Xiaoshou's fingertips, and shot into the Yin Ling Coffin through the cracks at lightning speed.

Saint Five Fingerprint Seed Technique!

"Ah——"

A scream suddenly rang out from the coffin: "Xu Xiaoshou, you have no martial ethics!"

"Go!"

After Xu Xiaoshou shot the blasting source seeds, four swords were thrown into the air, stuck before the Yin Ling Coffin trembled and tried to close, and shot in!

Swords, all stabbed?

Everyone looked at Master Shou in shock, and their heads were cold.

In a closed coffin space, ten bombs that could blow up the First Sin Palace and a fierce sword that would drive non-ancient sword practitioners crazy were thrown in. What would be the result of this experiment?

No one knew.

All they knew was...

The person doing the experiment was definitely a demon!

"Xu! Xiao! Shou——"

Inside the coffin, Yue Gongli's screams broke.

Everyone could clearly see that in the gap of the Yin Ling Coffin that was covered by the sticky fog, a bright light flashed in response.

Even Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were filled with expectation, "Here."

"Boom!"

Everyone seemed to have heard this sound.

However, the expected shocking explosion, or the scene of the coffin being blown apart from the inside out and Yue Gongli being blown out...

None of them appeared!

"Boom."

Instead.

The explosion sound from the Yin Ling Coffin was like being muffled in a drum, very weak, very low, and very deep.

It was no louder than the sound of stamping one's foot.

"How is it possible?"

Not only the onlookers, but also Xu Xiaoshou had such thoughts.

Compared with the time when the Holy Five Fingerprint Seed Technique was used to bomb the First Sin Palace on Void Island, the Holy Five Fingerprint Seed Technique has more rare ancestral power and profound power.

Its blasting ability can be said to be the "No. 1 blasting" among the spiritual skills that Xu Xiaoshou has mastered in his normal form since the "Holy Nine-tailed Mark Seed Technique".

Even the First Sin Palace couldn't bear it.

This coffin gave the blasting power, swallowed it?

No.

Perhaps, it was not necessarily the coffin itself that swallowed my ten Holy Five Fingerprint Seed Techniques.

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly remembered the scream that Yue Gongli had when he was beaten and hit by him:

It, pressed me down.

"Ah~Oh~"

Through this thought, the voice that deserved a beating came from the Yin Ling Coffin again, this time with a bit of gloating:

"I don't want to fight, why should I be so aggressive...Xu Xiaoshou, you asked for it."

"Everyone, run, what's going to happen next, even this saint can't control it."

"Maybe if you run fast, you can still survive~"

Everyone was still confused, but saw...

"Crack!"

The coffin board of the Yin Ling Coffin was completely unpinned, the cracks got bigger and bigger, and finally "bang" fell to the ground.

This gray-blue coffin was upright, with its back facing Xu Xiaoshou and most people.

The spiritual thoughts could not penetrate it.

No one had the holy thoughts.

Only a few people who were busy were facing the Yin Ling Coffin and could see the truth inside at the first time when the coffin lid fell off...

"Oh, go to hell."

This was the only sound that could be heard.

No one knew what happened.

Among the dozen people, there was Taixu, but after just one look, fear and horror just rose in his eyes...

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

All exploded into starlight!

All were crushed by the strange power from inside and outside!

"Fuck!"

Now everyone reacted. What was inside was not important. What was important was...

"Run, damn it!"

"What are you waiting for? Waiting to die!"

Thousands of people scattered like birds and beasts.

Zhou Tiancan pulled his feet and flew out of the house with his lower body. He glanced at Xu Xiaoshou and wanted to ask if he could save me. If possible, I would like to watch the battle on the spot, mainly to learn...

"Let's go!"

The pointed-faced man who had just ridiculed the weakling of the Holy Spirit Temple passed by and pulled the one-armed boy away by the waist, and shouted unhappily:

"Holy war, brother!"

"You are only in the throne realm. If the Lord grows bigger and holds you in his mouth, you can melt!"

...

Divine power!

Xu Xiaoshou's heart tightened.

He saw it more clearly than anyone else.

Those who were crushed by the inexplicable force just now were because they witnessed too much divine power at once, just like "seeing the emperor"!

In fact, divine power is commonplace.

After all, Lei Xier has it in her divine and demonic pupils.

But she is just on the throne. Unless she fights desperately in front of the Saint Emperor Bei Huai last time, the quality and quantity of divine power she can control under normal circumstances are very low.

Compared with the semi-saints and the Saint Emperors, it is even more of a small witch compared to a big witch!

The same is true for Xu Xiaoshou.

He also mastered the power of the Heavenly Ancestor and the Dragon Ancestor, and he even got the complete inheritance of the Heavenly Ancestor.

But so far, his Heavenly Ancestor power has been used to deal additional damage, in order to resist the ancestral power of other semi-saints.

Just like the holy power can only be mastered by the semi-saints.

The ancestral power is originally something that can only be comprehended by the Saint Emperors of high realms.

Compared with peers, the power gained by leaping the ranks is naturally stronger; but compared with people of the same level who can naturally cultivate such power and master it freely...

Just like a genius who has practiced hard for a long time to be able to fight across ranks, wants to challenge the ten thrones who are born to fight across ranks - it is a bit overestimating one's own abilities.

And now!

Such a terrifying quality and quantity of divine power, or in other words, the power of the Saint Ancestor, one of the Ten Ancestors!

It is terrifying to face the Saint, and facing such a concentrated Saint Ancestor power is like looking directly at the Ancestor God...

Self-explosion is a light punishment.

Xu Xiaoshou even doubted whether the remaining power of the beheading priest Ran Ming could protect the spiritual will of the people who just exploded!

"Shh..."

Accompanied by the surging of the smelly fog.

A huge pale foot stepped out of the three-meter-high vertical coffin.

Bang!

It stepped on the ground, and the earth sank.

Xu Xiaoshou watched fearlessly, feeling a surge of excitement, but not so much that he would explode and die after just one look - he had long passed this stage.

The bloodless big foot dug into the ground, exerting all its strength, and pushed against the Yin Ling Coffin for a long time before pulling out another thigh and upper body.

Finally, with a pop, a giant head was pulled out.

Too big!

This thing is too big!

The Yin Ling Coffin can accommodate a Yue Gong Li, but to accommodate the giant corpse that is only more than three feet tall but has a more sturdy horizontal volume...

It can only be said that it is more cramped than a small thatched house with the four sons of the Holy Palace and a plate of roast goose!

"Huh..."

The giant corpse turned its back to everyone who was escaping in a hurry, and let out a long breath, exhaling a long torrent of the power of the Holy Ancestor that could break the space in front of him and the Taoism.

Xu Xiaoshou's right eyelid twitched rapidly several times.

"Be good..."

This was the first time he saw the power of divinity condensed into such a substance that could be seen with the naked eye.

The amount of ancestral power contained in this airflow alone is not much weaker than the evil god's arrow that Ai Cangsheng shot towards the Secret Realm of Four Symbols at that time.

Bang! Bang!

Before he had time to think about it, the giant corpse clicked its legs, swung its arms, and turned around in an ugly and funny posture.

It was obvious that it was not very accustomed to this body, or the limbs, torso, and head, because it had been crowded in the cramped coffin for so long, and each had its own thoughts.

"Nine Marrow Corpse King..."

Xu Xiaoshou's pupils narrowed slightly, and his thoughts turned out to be true.

But he saw the pale body of the Corpse King, with tangled muscles and no clothes on.

It has no genitals. There is a strange black and red heart the size of a normal human heart on its face, chest, abdomen, crotch, and both sides of its ribs.

The strange heart has fangs that open and close, breathing greedily and plundering the natural energy between heaven and earth.

"The heart of marrow sucking!"

Xu Xiaoshou naturally recognized this thing.

He also had one in his hand, but he threw it in the apricot world and did not bring it with him.

This is where the confusion lies!

The marrow suction heart in my hand is very weak, and its suction power is not even comparable to the breathing method in the deep sea under Guyin Cliff.

This Nine Marrow Corpse King...

No, it’s only six marrows!

Why can it consume the energy of its own ten holy five-finger seeds? Why can it bring such a great sense of oppression?

And the quality and quantity of the power of the Holy Ancestor, is it something that the Nine Marrow Corpse King is born with, or is it something else?

If he was born with it, what level of existence was this Corpse King before his death?

If the most terrifying one is really the corpse of the Holy Ancestor, why is it only one of the top ten supernatural weapons - why is it so weak?

The corpse of the Holy Ancestor?

He is dead?

Xu Xiaoshou stared at the marrow-sucking heart on the corpse king's chest, watching it bite four swords and show off with its sharp fangs, but he couldn't get a bite of delicious food and could only swallow some evil spirit. Thirst, thousands of thoughts flashed through my mind.

"boom!"

The lid of the Yin coffin closed automatically from the ground. After closing it tightly, Yue Gongli's muffled voice came out from inside:

"Are you curious, Xu Xiaoshou?"

"My Corpse King only has six marrows, but he has lost three marrow-sucking hearts. How can he still be so strong?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you that I have refined this Corpse King, and it was precisely with the divine power that you saw..."

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked after hearing this.

He remembered that Li Fugui once talked about the origin of the Holy Palace in a chat with the second true body, and mentioned one thing:

The inheritance of the Holy Ancestor, or the most primitive power of the Holy Spirit, is reserved in the Holy Continent.

It is divided into two parts, one in the Holy Temple and one in the Holy Palace.

Could it be...

Yue Gongli, is he so luxurious that he can use that thing to refine corpses?

While his thoughts were turbulent, the chatter in the Yin Ling coffin continued, not only explaining, but also defending himself:

"You disturbed it and it woke up. I didn't dare to come out. Naturally, it had to come out - I can't let it go in the coffin, right?"

"I have said and advised you before, so it's not that I want to hurt you, let alone that I want to hurt others. I have always had good intentions towards you."

"But now, we can't stop even if we want to. You have to let it enjoy itself. Only after you beat it up and knock it out can I take it back... Then we sit down and have a good talk about cooperation. ”

"I'm not afraid to tell you that even though this Corpse King has six marrows, after passing through my hands, it will definitely be stronger than the top ten supernatural weapons. What level...hehe, I don't know either..."

The more Yue Gongli talked, the more excited he became. If someone said these words in a coffin, he seemed even more perverted.

He seemed to be looking forward to a fist-punching super-man battle between Xu Xiaoshou's Golden Light Giant and his Six-marrow Corpse King!

But the words are not over yet...

"call out!"

What Sheng Nian saw was that Xu Xiaoshou ran toward the dark forest with a smear of oil on his feet.

In the coffin of the Yin spirit, Yue Gongli stopped abruptly and turned into a zombie.

Run, run away?

No, how can you run?

Yue Gongli was confused and shouted:

"Hit me!"

"You just hit me like that, slapped me, and dumped me. Just keep going!"

"I, the Corpse King, am not strong. You guys have a fight and let it feel good once, otherwise it won't be able to come in!"

Ho ho ho!

The Six Marrow Corpse King angrily hit his chest, as if it felt very uncomfortable there.

After grabbing a few, he finally pulled out the little black sword stuck in his heart and threw it to the coffin in front of him.

"Bang!"

The Corpse King's randomness is too violent!

The whole Yin Ling Coffin was blasted into the deep pit of the earth by four swords. After the sword came out with a shock, it flicked the sword body in the air.

"Keng——"

It turned into a black rainbow, chased into the dark forest, and pierced its owner Xu Xiaoshou.

Everything is no longer serious!

"Ho ho ho!"

The Corpse King felt that Xiao Feijian was really interesting.

But it was too small after all. It lowered its head and was interested in a larger coffin that was more suitable for the corpse king's physique.

It used one hand and one foot to pull out the Yin spirit coffin from the soil, and then raised it high...

"Hey hey hey!"

Yuegong Li's voice was obviously panic.

Strange, why is this scene a bit familiar?

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The next breath, the Six-marrow Corpse King swung the Yin Ling Coffin and slammed it to the ground like a Buddha.

The more he slammed, the more fun he had.

The more fun he had, the more he slammed.

"Roar!"

"Roar ho ho!"

"Roar woo woo woo——"

Yuegong Li was in the coffin, his brain was swung evenly, and he could only make some incomplete "uh woo ah ah" sounds.

"Fuck!"

Until the end, a curse came out.

The Six-marrow Corpse King's body was covered with a lot of dark and dark blue colors, and it was frozen, and its movements stopped.

"Are you sick!"

There was no one around, and Yuegong Li's low curse came out: "Go find him, beat him, go beat Xu Xiaoshou, I am your master!"

The Six-marrow Corpse King was at a loss for a moment, then looked towards the dark forest.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

He threw down the coffin, took a big step, and rushed into the living forest.

"Take me with you!"

The Yin Ling Coffin without feet jumped twice on the spot, and the angry curse came out again, "Idiot! Take me with you!"

The Six Marrow Corpse King kicked the ground with his feet, jumped up in the air, and sucked the marrow sucking heart on his ribs, swept the Yin Ling Coffin from a distance, and then clamped it under his crotch.

The marrow sucking heart under his crotch opened its big mouth and made a greedy sound:

Hiss...

"You are going to piss me off to death!"

Yue Gongli almost pushed open the coffin board to "resurrect".

Before saying more, the corpse king holding the coffin at this moment used his hands instead of feet, crawled upside down, and had already crossed the gray-black boundary of the dark living forest, which had retreated again and again, and obviously did not want to participate in the holy war.

"Uh..."

Across the Yin Ling Coffin, Yue Gongli stopped cursing, and clearly felt some strange power.

"Damn Xu Xiaoshou!"

He finally realized why the cunning little brat didn't use the space attribute to run, but ran with his legs...

I let the tiger hurt people, you drive the wolf to eat the tiger?

"Corpse King, retreat!"

It's too late!

The six marrow corpse king raised his head curiously and looked at his stomach.

It has six marrow-sucking hearts on its body, sucking hard, sucking and sucking again, sucking endless vitality, but can't digest it...

"Huh?"

The corpse king curled up his feet and gently stroked his gradually bulging belly. On his pale face with no facial features but only a marrow-sucking heart, there was more redness of life and the kindness of motherly love. ()