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Chapter 130 The Old Devil

Judging from the ferocity of these four medicine corpses, they should not be comparable to the golden-armored holy corpse in Baishi Town.

After all, according to what Mr. Sang said, the evil moon black stone is extremely precious and cannot be used to randomly refine medicine corpses.

Only those with a very distinguished status within the Xieyue Sect can enjoy this kind of treatment.

Yin Tianhua's methods are more than enough to deal with these four medicine corpses.

Only then did I withdraw my gaze and fall into the pool of blood.

"Since you refuse to come out, then I can only ask you to come out."

I raised the dragon-binding rope into the air and suddenly shot it down into the blood pool.

Blood rippled and splashed.

Hooray!

A figure covered in blood jumped up from the blood pool, with thin red threads like blood flukes lingering around it.

These thin red threads continuously supplied the nutrients in the blood pool, making him float above the blood pool.

The blood was dripping continuously, and this guy's skin looked as tender as a baby's.

Only one cheek was full of wrinkles, and there was a layer of white foam on the blood-red skin, which looked very strange.

This should be the real Meng Qianyun.

"In one night at most, I can return to my youth. If you dare to do bad things to me, no matter who you are, you will definitely die today."

Meng Qianyun's eyes were full of scarlet color, and with a flick of his wrist, a line of scarlet blood burst towards me.

I flicked my wrist, and the black knife fell down in a diagonal slash.

The scarlet blood line was cut off directly and fell to the ground, causing a burst of foul-smelling mist.

At this time, Yang Sen and others quickly raised their pistols and fired furiously at Meng Qianyun.

Wow!

Waves of water splashed in the blood pool, and a dozen severely decomposed corpses jumped out of the water.

Their bodies were covered with fine blood lines, and they were obviously controlled by Meng Qianyun.

Meng Qianyun has lived for nearly two decades. There are countless people who have been harmed by this old demon over the years. I am afraid that most of them have nourished this blood pool.

Now Meng Qianyun can continuously draw vitality from the blood pool and control these corpses to attack.

Yang Sen and others were knocked to the ground instantly, and they could only fight hand-to-hand with these corpses.

"These corpses have no life, cut off the blood lines on their bodies."

Upon hearing the sound, Yang Sen quickly pulled out the dagger from his waist and slashed it towards the blood line behind the corpse.

As the blood line was chopped off, the corpse instantly fell apart and lay on Yang Sen's body.

When the other detectives saw this, they all wanted to use daggers to cut off the blood line.

Meng Qianyun's expression darkened, and blood lines followed the body of the corpse and penetrated into the bodies of several detectives.

Several detectives screamed, their veins bulging and their lips turning blue.

With a thought in my mind, talismans fell towards several detectives one after another.

The blood threads wrapped around their bodies were instantly burned away.

Several people were sweating and looked miserable.

"Brother Yang, take them out quickly and leave this place to me."

When Yang Sen saw this, he knew that staying here would not help him much.

He had no choice but to help several injured detectives and flee toward the secret room.

"Where to go?"

Meng Qianyun shouted coldly, and a dense line of blood surged out of the blood pool, chasing Yang Sen and the others.

These blood lines are extremely fast, and they are about to catch up with Yang Sen and the others.

I took a step forward, opened my gown, and took out a Bagua mirror.

Biting his index finger, bright red blood dripped on the Bagua mirror.

He moved toward the blood line spreading on the steps, and the blood line stirred up a burst of foul-smelling white smoke and shrank back into the blood pool.

I pointed the Bagua mirror towards Meng Qianyun, and Meng Qianyun screamed, half of his cheeks were rotten and a stream of black blood flowed out.

"How dare you hurt my soul, Shuzi."

Meng Qianyun thought, and scarlet blood lines stirred in the blood pool.

All the blood and corpses in the blood pool were pulled out and wrapped around it.

At this moment, Meng Qianyun was like a large suspended blood ball, flying towards me.

I stood on one side of my body, squeezed the spell with my hand, and the talismans shot out towards the big blood ball.

The big blood ball spun in mid-air, stirring up a smelly mist, but it was still unable to hurt Meng Qianyun's body.

Meng Qianyun drove the big blood ball to spin towards me. I put my hands together and slashed at the blood energy.

Tsk!

Thick blood splashed up, and the entire black knife was covered in blood.

A rotten bone hand protruded from the large blood ball and slapped me directly on the chest.

I stepped back several steps, feeling a surge of energy and blood.

The big blood ball rotated in mid-air, and countless ferocious faces emerged from the thick blood, letting out bursts of sinister laughter.

"What a bully! If a tiger doesn't show off its power, you treat me like a sick cat."

I suddenly took a step forward, and the talismans flew back in the air, condensing into the shape of Yin Yang and Bagua in front of me.

"Edict!"

I drew a false step under my feet, and the Bagua in the air burst into flames, roaring towards the big blood ball in front of me.

The Flame Bagua was printed on the big blood cell, and there was a gurgling sound in the big blood cell, and the thick blood seemed to be boiled.

With a thought in my mind, the Yinshan Talisman roared out of my body instantly.

Superimposed on the Flame Bagua, it penetrated into the big blood ball.

Meng Qianyun's screams came from within the large blood cell, and large bubbles emerged from the thick blood, gradually beginning to twist and expand.

Peng!

The large blood cell burst open, and thick blood splashed all over the floor.

Meng Qianyun spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his entire body flew backwards.

I immediately took out my iron string bow and shot three arrows at Meng Qianyun.

Meng Qianyun's body was directly nailed to the wall, and he let out a scream, and the delicate skin that had just been born quickly shriveled up.

"No, no, I don't want to die..."

In the blink of an eye, Meng Qianyun had become very old.

Gululu!

At this time, with a muffled sound, the head of a medicine corpse rolled down to my feet.

Yin Tianhua put away the peach wood sword, and all four medicine corpses had their heads removed.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Meng Qianyun looked frightened, and his skinny cheeks trembled slightly.

I have broken his evil spell, and his vitality is constantly passing away.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, because that would be too advantageous for you."

I took out a talisman flag from the iron box, squeezed the spell with my hands, and smacked my lips slightly.

In the blood pool, illusory lights rose into the sky and roared towards Meng Qianyun.

Yin Tianhua and I walked towards the secret room, and Meng Qianyun's screams could not be heard.

Nearly two decades, I don’t know how many people have been harmed by this old devil.
Chapter completed!
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