Undead Farm

Chapter 297 The soul has arrived

In the middle of the night, he looked at the pile of minced meat on the ground with lingering fear, secretly feeling a little grateful.

In fact, strictly speaking, his compound sword technique, which combines the high-speed leaping Moon Sword Slash and the Wind Chasing Sword that can pierce through the vacuum channel, would cost him nine hundred and ninety nine hundred and ninety-nine damage, even ten thousand!
If he hadn't relied on his own bones to be strong enough, he would have turned into ashes first, let alone killed the enemy.

"hiss……"

There was Weng Ling's cry of pain in her ears, and Ye Sangen realized that the place where she was holding Weng Ling's shoulders had started to turn red and blistered, but she was holding back in order not to interrupt him as he recalled the sword. Dodging, until his flesh was almost cooked by Ye Sangen, he couldn't help but hummed softly.

The old man blushed, and in the middle of the night, he removed the bones and slowly helped the two of them up.

"Are you okay?"

Ye Sangen took a look at Weng Ling, and there was no abnormal expression on his face, while Jeff seemed to be concentrating on fighting something, his eyes were closed tightly, and the wound on his abdomen was wrapped around a sleeve, and a trace of bright red leaked slightly .

"I'm fine, it's the master... be careful!"

With a slap, a stream of warm blood splashed into Ye Sangeng's eyes. He looked down and found a familiar tentacle inserted straight into his buttocks, and then pierced into Weng Ling's lower abdomen through it. The two of them were strung together.

"Gahahaha... Didn't the little girl tell you that I am immortal? Hahahaha!"

In the middle of the night, he turned his head and saw that the pieces of meat on the ground had somehow gathered together and re-collaged them into an eight-clawed old devil.

He didn't even die!
Ye Sangen looked at the pale Weng Ling and wanted to slap himself, how could he make the mistake of turning his back on the enemy's corpse!
But it seems that he wanted to give him a blow too much, which caused the old devil to insert it a little low, and actually stuck it on his buttocks, but what penetrated in front was his vital point!
Tolerable or unbearable!
Throw him!

At midnight, his face turned cold, and the skeleton arm covered his body in an instant, cut off the tentacles, and then slapped his back like spreading wings, and stretched out two huge bone hands to grab the old devil.

"Huh! I can get this right away... Hey? What is this? I'll wipe it, are you eating me?!"

The old devil just wanted to squirt mucus and slide out, but his expression suddenly changed. He felt that tens of thousands of bone spurs had been drilled into his encased body. What made people horrified was that those bone spurs seemed to be alive, and they were killing him. The bones on his body are melting and absorbing rapidly!
"Magic barrier!"

"Black Demon Forbidden!"

"Grass! I have no magic power!"

The old devil used two magic tricks in succession, but failed miserably in the energy gathering stage. Only then did he remember that he had already been de-demonized and turned into a mortal, and he couldn't use any magic at all, so he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Soon, under his horrified eyes, all the bones of his body, including a large amount of cartilage, were pulled away by that terrifying young man, turning into a pool of real rotten flesh, except for the tentacles that could still be slightly limp. Apart from wriggling on the ground, he can no longer move a centimeter!
Now he can't even open his mouth to speak, the brain that lost the support of the bones began to be squeezed by the face, and began to congest rapidly, and then the lungs were weak to expand again, and the blood from the heart began to flow like a galloping wild horse hits all blood vessels.

With two puffs, the old devil's eyeballs jumped out of the eye sockets due to the loss of pressure, like two hanging ping pong balls, filled with bloodshot eyes. In the end, the brain was like a pile of overly high under the influence of its own weight. The tofu collapsed with a bang, and a mass of white and purple flowed out from the five holes...

A legendary demon clan who was older than Bede's qualifications died tragically!

But Ye Sangen still refused to give up. After all, the other party was a monster that could survive even being cut into pieces. Since the bones were pulled out, he would just do it to the end and threw out two undead goblins directly on the ground. All the rotten meat was eaten clean.

[The soul has arrived, do you want to keep it? 】

"Yes!"

An Tan really had to look at the system's death notification to be reliable, and looked back at Weng Ling in his arms in the middle of the night.

This silly girl didn't let go of the hand holding Jeff's horn until now, she just gritted her teeth to keep herself from falling down.

"I'll press it for you, you treat the wound first, and I'll take you out right away!"

In the middle of the night, he separated two bone claws to fix the horns of the sheep, then carefully picked out the tentacles on the wound, and then used the opportunity to wrap himself with a string of death rays.

As for Weng Ling's wound, he was not undead, so he had no choice.

But he doesn't have the above, but there are still bishops like Xu Muzhi with first-class wound healing ability, but he doesn't know if he is still alive now.

"Whoa...what are you doing running so fast? You've been rescued, ah, you're injured?!"

Bede jumped off Dongchen Xijiu, saw the wounds of the two at the first sight, and couldn't help frowning.

"The eight-clawed old devil is a demonized sea clan, and his vitality is very strong. Have you been attacked by him pretending to be dead? What about others?!"

Ye Sangeng gave her a blank look, and patted his belly: "Just now, the day lily is cold! Think about how we can get out, Weng Ling's injury won't last long!"

"I, I don't matter, save my master first..."

Seeing that Weng Ling tore off a piece of his sleeve to wrap his lower abdomen, but still couldn't stop the blood from oozing slowly, Ye Sangen snorted when he saw this:
"It's stupid to say you're stupid, can't I save them all? Go!"

With a stride across, he picked Weng Ling up by the waist, and handed over Jeff to Dongchen and Xijiu to carry him. After stepping on the blood on the ground, he continued to rush forward.

Judging by the nature of the corridor, the front is either the exit to the ground or the old octopus' lair, but it should be much faster than turning back. Bede couldn't say much when he saw this. The two short legs followed up.

Sure enough, after walking a short distance, he found a secret hall in the middle of the night. A luxurious dragon chair in the hall was very conspicuous, but other than that, it was empty, not even a guard.

"There is a secret passage here!" Bede suddenly sniffed at a stone wall and shouted.

"There is a rotten earthy smell in the secret passage. It is those stinky rats that should lead to the outside!"

In the middle of the night, he glanced back at Zhou Hong and Lao Gu who were chasing up, and kicked towards the dark wall, but remained motionless.

"Ok?"

"Idiot, there are organs!"

It seemed that he was unwilling to be called a silly girl several times in the middle of the night, or maybe he was uncomfortable being hugged in front of a few girls, Weng Ling suddenly pointed to the dragon chair.

"Ah! I understand, I understand!"

In the middle of the night, his face flushed, he groped around on the dragon chair, there was a click, and the secret door slowly opened.

"go!"

(End of this chapter)