Chapter 293: Mountain Ghoul
The old patriarch Song Xunshan's eyes showed a bit of cold killing intent, he slowly raised his hand, and a bright red ghost pattern could be seen on the palm of his hand.
He slapped his palm on the ground, and the bright red palm prints immediately spread in the mountains, forests and land.
The land began to boil inexplicably, and began to crack inexplicably, and then saw raised earthen graves appeared one after another in the two surrounding mountains.
The tomb was completely open, and the dead bodies crawled out of the tomb by themselves, making an unpleasant sound similar to chewing food!
Zhu Minglang looked around and found that there were a lot of graves hidden in the forest.
No wonder the other party didn't keep them in the stockade, but chose to fight here.
This barren mountain is a cemetery, where they can summon enough dead bodies!
Compared with the living corpses seen in the stockade before, these dead corpses crawling out of the graves are much more terrifying. Most of them are rotting bodies, and most of them only have a dry bone left, but their pupils still emit light. With a green light, it is vicious and vicious, wishing to bite all living things to death!
The technique of controlling corpses!
The old patriarch is determined to bury them here. Maybe after their sudden death, the bones of their group will also become the puppets of their villagers!
In the rear, there are dead bodies crawling out of the grave.
And Song Luo in front was also calling for something, and his eyes could be seen turning a dark red like a bat.
There was a long roar, and then a black tide seemed to emerge from the forest. They were swallowing everything in the forest, and swept over in an extremely terrifying way!
It's Sanglong! !
The army of mourning dragons is attacking from the forest ahead!
Zhu Minglang had speculated before that the Sanglong might be led by someone. He originally suspected that the target was Shi Meirou, a young Yinling teacher, but now he came to his senses.
It is indeed being manipulated by someone, this person is Song Luo in their team, not the Yinling teacher girl!
The crowd of dead corpses and dragons, this area of the barren mountain became fierce, Zhu Minglang didn't dare to hesitate, when the corpses and dragons gathered, he summoned his four dragons!
"Qingzhuo, come eat a devil fruit." Zhu Minglang handed the devil fruit to the Shenmu Qingshenglong.
As soon as the fruit entered the mouth, a majestic demonic energy surged from the body of the Shenmu Qingshenglong, which made the shadow of a demonic dragon appear on its blue sacred wings, and the thick magical energy condensed on its skin and muscles. Outside, it looks like a magic helmet.
"Go and deal with those funeral dragons," Zhu Minglang said.
The sacred light and phantom coexist on Shenmu Qingshenglong's body. It waves wings of different colors and flies over the mountains and forests. The vegetation growing in the soil is expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Trees rose from the ground, vines covered the sky, and the magic vines and holy trees intertwined to form a huge jungle fortress, blocking the direction of those dragons.
The dragons are flexible and cunning. They try to pass through some gaps in the jungle fortress, but the magic vines in the forest fortress are like living creatures. They will attack quickly and strangle the dragons who broke in. Wait, these are mourning dragons, as if they were devoured by some devil, not even bones left.
Devil forest!
The forest fortress created by the Shenmu Qingshenglong is clearly the Devil Forest. Even a shady creature like Sanglong can hardly get out of this jungle alive.
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"Well!!!!!"
The dead body that could not crawl out of the grave let out an extremely ugly cry.
One must know that in the face of these dead bodies from the grave, Zhu Minglang would rather fight with them directly in the stockade, at least not to see the ugly, rotten, and disgusting appearance of these dead bodies,
The undead villagers in the village are well maintained. At first glance, they are no different from living people, and people can't help but praise the girls of the villagers for their fair skin and beauty...
Of course, when you think about it, those are just the paleness of the dead!
"Freeze them." Zhu Minglang didn't want these disgusting things to get close.
Fang Niannian was so frightened that she fainted, she felt that there were no ghosts in this world, but the sight of the ghouls all over the mountains made it difficult for her to fall asleep in the future.
Hu Bailing hugged her, and her giant elephant dragon was roaring one after another.
Zhu Minglang didn't intend to let Hu Bailing join the battle, he needed someone to protect Fang Niannian and Li Xinghua who had little combat capability.
To deal with these lowly ghouls, Zhu Minglang alone is enough.
Bingchen Bailong also has its own special domain, that is the Frost of Ice and Sky.
The breath of frost is rapidly spreading, and under the light of the moon, one can see a large piece of silver covering the surrounding area of the grave.
As soon as those ghouls approached, the frost of the icy sky would stick to their bodies, and these frosts would take away the vitality of any creature...
Are the corpses alive?
Obviously there is, this vitality is actually the river of undead flowing like blood in their bodies.
Through this special river of undead, the bodies of these undead can be preserved for a long time, and they will also acquire powerful brute force, making them like powerful wild beasts, posing a great threat to any living thing.
Bingchen Bailong's icy sky frost is drying up these undead rivers. You can see the ghouls that were originally like tigers and leopards in terms of speed and strength. change!
Of course, there are also some unaffected ghouls, they rushed up, with steel and iron bones, and skin muscles as hard as rocks, they screamed, and slammed into Bingchen White Dragon, Bingchen White Dragon pierced their hearts with their tails , As a result, this powerful ghoul was safe and sound!
"hoo hoo"
The Bingchen White Dragon flapped its wings and flew. It danced and whirled in the air, and at the same time sprinkled the ice-white feathers towards the sky, it even breathed out the dragon's breath on the ground! !
It seems that a large piece of soft moonlight hits the vast wilderness, but the dragon's breath has a terrifying freezing power. You can see the flowers, plants and trees turning into ice in an instant, and you can see the mountains and rocks turning into thick ice. The ice layer, those corpses rushing up in groups, turned into ice sculptures one by one, unable to move!
The moonlight was bleak, and the mountains and forests turned into a cold and dead place. The breath of Bingchen White Dragon was extremely overbearing, no matter whether it was rotting corpses or fierce corpses, no one survived!
"Hoo hoo!!"
With a light flap of its wings, Bingchen Bailong blew a gust of cold wind.
The cold wind swept over the flowers, plants and trees, and the ghoul ice sculpture, and soon all the objects flew up, turning into white sand crystals in the air, and they all floated further away.
All of a sudden, this mountain forest became cleaner than ever!
The old patriarch Song Xunshan's face was livid, although he already knew the opponent's general strength from Song Luo.
But he didn't expect his ghoul to be as funny as a soldier in front of Bingchen Bailong!