Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

In the magic cave.

"Boom."

The sudden bell sounds like Hong Zhong Dalu.

The endless Buddha's singing in my ears was wiped out in an instant. At the same time, a strong **** rancid smell exploded violently in the nasal cavity, and the vision in front of him suddenly melted away like oil, revealing the "true face"...

A hideous and grotesque grimace popped in!

Do not.

Li Changan quickly realized.

That's not a grimace.

That is a human face.

The hideousness is due to the distortion of the muscles which causes the facial features to shift; the weirdness is due to the redness and swelling of the skin that makes the complexion mottled.

The Taoist's scalp was numb, and his hair started to rise.

Because of the weird face that suddenly appeared, and even more because of the angular club head wrapped in copper skin beside the face, it whizzed down towards his own heavenly spirit.

This is an ambush!

Between this electric light flint.

Li Changan did not rush to dodge.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of it. Behind the left side, a person appeared silently, sinking and twisting his waist, stabbed with a long spear in his hand; also on the right side, someone was slaughtered with a sword and shield. to.

The three of them had formed a siege, and all Li Changan's escape route was sealed off.

Of course, what's more terrible is...

"Boom."

There was a short sound in the darkness.

The cold light suddenly appeared, but an arrow shot out, and he was about to bite his throat.

At the moment when the sword light, the arrow shadow, the spear, and the heavy stick, Li Changan only responded with two words.

"The wind comes."

Suddenly.

The long wind swept across.

With Taoist priests as the center, circling and whistling.

Li Changan, who was in the eyes of the wind, was unhappy, but the three ambushers were swayed by the whirlwind, and the momentum of the siege was instantly disintegrated. Even the arrowhead was deflected by the violent wind and shot the pikeman instead.

But.

Although the arrow hit deeply into the person's chest, he didn't hum, and he didn't even give the slightest response. It seemed that it was not a crossbow arrow, but a bunch of straw, but a stalk.

On the contrary, taking advantage of the wind break, relying on the gunman, he managed to stab a blow.

When the siege was resolved, and the sudden concealment of the ambush was lost, how could this powerless attack win Li Changan? He just turned slightly to the side and let the tip of the gun pass, and then the sword body caught the gun body and flirted.

The viscous plasma spattered little by little.

The fingers and spears fell to the ground one after another.

Immediately afterwards, the Taoist figure did not stay for a while, twisting his body and shaking his sword light, the dignified sword blade was like a long snake flying in the woods, suddenly leaped up, bypassing the gap between the shield in the hand of the sword and shield, and no drilling was allowed in between. Into his throat.

Then, with a pad on his toe, the spear that had just landed was picked up again, and he raised his hand to catch it. He turned to pivot and swept away the "ghost face" that fell on again, using this centrifugal force to throw it hard.

"Puff."

The spear pierced through the flesh and blood.

"Cangqiang."

The tip of the gun was nailed into the stone wall.

On the trembling barrel of the gun, a figure struggled for a while, and finally slowly lost its sound, and the hand crossbow in his hand had to hang down weakly.

…………………………

When the "ghost face" fell to the ground while covering the opened face, the sudden and short ambush finally came to an end.

"Boom."

The bells in the distance still rang intermittently, clearing the slight discomfort in Li Changan's mind. He took a few breaths, leaned over and picked up the torch that had fallen during the fight, but just bent over, the strong rancid smell almost penetrated his brain.

The Taoist priest discovered that a layer of red slurry was spread on the ground. The stench that filled the caves came from this, and it stuck to the torch, like a semi-solidified **** nose...

Having spent a long time in this chaotic world, Li Changan is also well-informed. Although he is sick, he only frowned.

He lifted his foot, and he saw many sticky threads on the soles of his feet, no wonder it was quite stagnant when he moved. But strangely, before the bell rang, I didn't feel that way when I walked around.

Li Changan raised his sword again, but saw that the blade was not stained with blood, but this kind of viscous plasma on the ground...It was self-evident where the plasma came from.

The Taoist priest raised the torch, and the light spread, but what you saw in front of you couldn't help being frightened.

As far as the sight of the cave is, there is a thick plasma, which is shining with a shining light under the torch, and farther away, the corner of the cave...

The limbs were scattered all around, the head rolled around, and the corpse was on the pillow!

Before the bell rang, the usual clammy, the usual gloom, and the usual empty cave look like no other.

Illusion?

That's amazing!

The Taoist priests compared before and after the bell sounded, he could not help but feel palpitations. Except for one of the five senses, he could not know it. The other forms, sounds, smells, and touches were all tampered with unknowingly. Moreover, he didn't even have a clue as to when the trick was hit. If it weren't for the bell to ring in time...

The Taoist priest shook his head, happily and coldly, but new questions arose.

Who is this ambusher sacred?

Li Changan approached the torch to check. Among the three corpses, the man with a long spear was wearing a shirt and a simple armor. He was a military servant. The one with a sword and shield next to him was a short shot of coarse cloth, which looked like a head change. Steamed buns of the rivers and lakes; and at the beginning, the one who greeted the Taoist priest with an iron head stick, with a few scars burning on his bare head, was a monk.

The wind and the horse are irrelevant.

The Taoist priest was about to frown, but suddenly, the sword box behind his back suddenly screamed, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the grimace monk's body shaking, and his arms stretched out.

"Crack."

Li Changan's alarm bell sounded loudly in his heart, and he quickly turned sideways without thinking.

There was a scream that flew past, wiping his cheeks, splashing a spark on the top of the cave, and the Taoist priest turned his eyes, only to find that the object stabbing the top of the cave was actually the arm of a monk with a grimace.

This cave is no less than a foot high!

The horror in his eyes was still unreliable.

"Boom."

There was another familiar chord.

This time, "Yufeng" could not be called again in a short time. In a hurry, he had to use a torch to block it. In the future, he would smash his arrow, and at the same time twist his body, barely avoid the vital point, and ate the arrow with his shoulder. .

Li Changan gritted his teeth and swallowed painfully.

Twist the waist, lean over, and withdraw.

The next moment, that arm swept across his head like a soft whip.

The Taoist priest withdrew and stood firmly, and fixed his eyes.

In the dark flames, in the sound of "crunching" bones, the grimace monk was like the puppet in the hands of the young boy, with twisted limbs and weird movements, dragging the abnormal arm, and slowly standing out of the plasma. stand up.

Behind it, the crossbowman, who should have been shot down by Li Changan, dropped the crossbow after firing, held the gun with both hands, and pulled himself out little by little.

All right.

Now Li Changan is 100% sure that these guys are indeed not human.

Also at this time.

Next to Li Changan, the spear-riding Qiu Ba also "resurrected". He knelt and sat up from the ground, but was not looked at by the Taoist priest. The backhand was a swordsman, and a headless corpse fell with his waist. Straight, kneeling on the ground.

"Woo...hiss..."

The mountain breeze poured into the cave, slightly dispelling some rancidity, but brought more damp and cold water vapor that invaded the bones.

"Outside the cave..."

Li Changan's eyes turned, and he saw the grimace monk twisting his limbs on the spot, but he didn't come up to attack, as if waiting for something; he saw the surrounding area where the fire and the light could not shine, and something squirming in the murmur of the sound; he saw the blood plasma on the road behind him. Among the submerged corpses, a corpse staggered to its feet.

"...Is it raining?"

The Taoist asked himself leisurely, his gaze turned back, and he saw the headless corpse on his side kneeling firmly and upright, and then inserted the torch into the neck section, just as a candlestick.

At this short moment, one after another corpses "resurrected" in the light of fire or in the darker part of the cave. They were either intact or incomplete, or soldiers, monks, or ordinary people, or It is twisted and deformed... There is a weird and hideous, only rancid smell, which is faintly connected with the "click" sound of the joints dislocation during the action.

As if the door of the **** cell was not tight, the evil spirits were released back to the world!

Group of corpse ring attendants.

The Taoist priest's gaze was as calm as a wave of water. He pulled off the short tufts from his shoulders and threw them on the ground. Then he raised his eyes and glanced around, and said only a word.

"Come."

Just like a ring, the demons roared and swarmed.

Next second.

Jian Guang flew like electricity.

……………………………………

The sword light gradually rested, and the cave returned to calm.

Li Changan was sitting on a soft collapse, using a half-person-high bronze mirror to treat the wound, and the bandaged in his hand was clean silk torn from a height... I don’t know why there is still in this magic cave. Such a luxurious single room, dressed like everyone's boudoir.

But leave it to him.

Li Chang'an looked over the corpses all over the ground-they would recover again, and the Taoist priests had to chop them into pieces-and cast them to the shimmering stone door deep in the cave.

Presumably the inside is a Buddhist hall dedicated to the Three Body Buddha.

Li Changan didn't expect anything like this **** on the outside, and what a ghost inside.

However, it was the same sentence.

It's all here.

The Taoist hammered his waist rod and slowly got up.

Holding the hilt of the sword, dragging the remnant body, swaying towards the dim light.

…………………………

"Oh huh."

Go through a few short narrow passages and stand at the entrance of the Buddhist hall.

Li Changan almost scolded his mother.

I don’t know how many candles are lit in the Buddhist hall. The bright light makes the Taoist priest who adapts to the dimness unable to open his eyes, but even so, he can see the Buddhist hall...

Densely densely packed with corpses!

There are also many obvious changes in limbs, and Li Changan is deeply impressed by the grimace monk.

have to.

Get ready to run away.

The Taoist wondered whether the cave entrance was narrow, whether one or two were hacked to block the cave entrance and then flee?

But then it was discovered that these living corpses didn't seem to be interested in him, and showed no intention of attacking at all.

The Taoist priest was fat, tentatively taking a step like a Buddhist hall, and suddenly the living corpses swept over; he quickly retracted his steps, and the living corpses turned back slowly.

Look at what it looks like... It seems to be watching something, is it the three-body Buddha?

Li Changan stood on tiptoe, looked inward, and then dispelled the idea.

On the lotus platform inside, there is a Buddha with three heads and six arms, only a woman tightly entangled with vines.

The woman's clothes are extremely luxurious, but her figure is as thin as a dry corpse.

Li Changan felt that the outline of this person was quite familiar, so he took a closer look.

Isn't this the white lotus saint? !

Surprised but also hesitant.

This woman is also unlucky. She is clearly the saint of the No. 1 evil faction in the world. Not only is she powerful in her spells, she also has ghosts and gods in her body. It can be said that she is a rare and powerful person in the world. But when Li Changan ran into her, she was sealed off. After that, she almost became a monster's wife, she was stuffed into sheepskin by Taoist priests several times, and her husband died on the way...It is even worse now, and her peerless appearance is no longer. The skin is like old leather, and the hair is like withered grass, almost a skeleton.

So.

Save or not?

The Taoist priest's eyes fell, looking at the densely packed corpses in the middle.

Kill, or not?

As soon as his thoughts came here, Li Changan felt that his muscles were all sore, and the wounds all over his body were all painful.

Count the balls.

The Taoist priest waved his hand, saying goodbye, holding the hilt of the sword and slowly exiting.