So the Thousand-faced Old Monster came up with a way to use Gao Zhuo's body as soil, parasitize on his body, turn it into his own puppet and take him away from here. This is like pulling himself out of the soil.

Just like in a mobile flower pot.

This method was not a temporary idea of ​​the Thousand-Faced Monster, but a method that had been thought of a long time ago.

But this is the land of the underworld. Although he is rooted not far from the gate of hell, all the people who come in from the gate of hell are ghosts. How can there be any flesh and blood that can be used as his flower pot?

Who would have thought that there is no end to the road, and when one's life or death is at stake, a flower pot will come to his door. How could the Thousand-Faced Monster let go of this opportunity?

"Fresh flesh and blood!"

The granulation sprouts poked out one after another, and the sharp barbs on them were as sharp as sharp knives, piercing into Gao Zhuo's flesh and blood without any hindrance, then piercing the muscle layer and piercing the blood vessels and arteries.

Feeling the vigorous life breath on Gao Zhuo's body, the Thousand-faced Old Monster almost screamed with excitement.

It's been thousands of years, and no living person has ever appeared here. He can only absorb the ghosts and ghosts that break into this place.

But now that the fresh flesh and blood is right in front of it, it can't help but tremble with excitement. The roots greedily swallow the blood from Gao Zhuo's body. It has never tasted the taste of human blood. This is simply the most delicious taste in the world.

Gao Zhuo was still struggling at first, but when he saw this guy sucking his own blood, his expression gradually became weird, so he simply stopped struggling and frowned as he watched this guy suck his own blood vigorously.

"You agreed??"

Sensing that Gao Zhuo was no longer struggling, the Thousand-Faced Monster was quite happy, thinking that Gao Zhuo was just thinking about it.

Gao Zhuo didn't say anything when he heard this, but nodded weakly.

This time the Thousand Faced Monster was even more rude, and more and more shoots began to burrow into Gao Zhuo's flesh and blood.

"Don't worry, I won't erase your will. If you take me with you, I can give you more power!"

These sprouts quickly pierced Gao Zhuo's flesh and blood, even crushing the bones in Gao Zhuo's body, and then re-weaved new bones for him. This process was naturally worse than death.

But Gao Zhuo didn't feel any pain at all, he just watched the Thousand Faced Monster's every move with cold eyes.

Time passed minute by minute.

When he realized that Gao Zhuo had become his perfect flowerpot, the Thousand Faced Monster finally stopped his movements and let out a harsh, sinister laugh: "I lied to you, you should leave such a good body to my control."

As he spoke, wisps of red light were injected into Gao Zhuo's body along the buds.

However, instead of showing any sign of anger, Gao Zhuo stared coldly at the Thousand-Faced Monster in front of him. It wasn't until the Thousand-Faced Monster felt that something was wrong that he heard Gao Zhuo slowly say: "How dare you drink zombie blood like this?"

, you are the bravest person I have ever seen!"

“Zombie blood??”

The Thousand-Faced Monster was startled, and sure enough, he quickly discovered that the fleshy sprouts connected to Gao Zhuo's body were gradually turning black.

"A drop of zombie blood, a thousand-year poison, old man, you are considered lucky!"

A ferocious smile appeared on Gao Zhuo's face, and his originally rosy face gradually began to turn white, revealing Yaksha's true self.

"Ahhh!"

The Thousand-Faced Monster screamed instantly, frantically trying to cut off the roots connected to Gao Zhuo's body.

How broken is the Thousand-Faced Monster’s heart at this moment??

Um……

It's like Zhang San dragged Li Si into the cornfield and wanted to forcefully have sex with Li Si. In the end, Li Si didn't struggle and let Zhang San succeed.

But little did they know that when Zhang San was already on the highway, Li Si suddenly said: "I have AIDS!"

Now you will know how scared Zhang San feels.

The Thousand-Faced Monster is as frightened as Zhang San at this moment. Unfortunately, Zhang San may still be saved, but the Thousand-Faced Monster is not so lucky.

The corpse poison suddenly erupted and began to bite the Thousand-Faced Monster in an instant. Not only did the Thousand-Faced Monster become unable to move for a while, but even the tree roots wrapped around Gao Zhuo began to break one after another.

Suddenly, the large piece of blood wood outside began to wither, and Gao Zhuo opened his mouth and revealed his fangs: "Fool, it's my turn now!"

As he spoke, Gao Zhuo pounced forward, broke free from the restraints on his body, and began to frantically absorb the essence of the Thousand-Faced Monster from the Thousand-Faced Monster's body.

Gao Zhuo was a blessing in disguise.

Chang Wugu was in a desperate situation.

Even though he had the ability to travel through space, the Ban Baoju under Xia Yan's three seats was too fast.

This kind of one of the best mounts in the underworld has the same status as a sweaty horse in reality. When it runs, sparks flicker and it is as fast as lightning.

Each time he moved, he could only get away from Xia Yan and the others for three moments, and then they were quickly caught up.

"Hey, you still want to run!"

Seeing this, Xia Yan's three brothers took out their magic weapons one after another. Xia Yan summoned a pink skull and threw it casually, and the skull immediately flew into the air.

"Come on, come on!" The pink skeleton made a lustful sound, and Chang Wuju felt a tingling sensation all over his body, as if there were countless soft little hands playing with his body.

For a moment, there is a blur in front of my eyes, as if I have fallen into countless tender lands, and I stand there motionless for a moment.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The three Xia Yan brothers came on horseback and circled around Chang Wenzhen. Seeing the nymphomaniac look on the boy's face, they immediately laughed at each other.

Xia Yan was quite proud to introduce his treasure to the other two brothers.

"It is said that a hero has a hard time being a beauty. My pink skull is a treasure made from the souls of eighty-one sluts. No matter how you resist, you will only sink deeper and deeper!"

"Hey, that's not to give him an advantage. If you want me to chop off this guy's head, extract his soul, and let him fly away."

As Lao Liusunfu spoke, he raised the ghost-headed sword in his hand, preparing to strike Chang Wuxue with the sword.

"Oh, wait a minute!"

Seeing this, Xia Yan immediately stopped his brother, jumped off the horse, looked around Chang Wugu, with a wicked smile on his face: "Killing him like this will give him an advantage, we brothers are here

The suffering you endured on Youshan must be repaid twice as much."

As soon as Xia Yan said these words, the other two brothers couldn't help but think of the pain of all their brothers that night at Qianli Pavilion in Youshan Mountain, and they couldn't help but feel sad and angry.

“Third brother, what do you think we should do??”

The two brothers looked at Xia Yan, and saw Xia Yan walking up to Chang Wuzhen, showing a bit of a sinister smile: "Hey, Jianyang, after I knock out his soul and change his soul seal destiny, I want him to

You will be reincarnated as a prostitute and a maid from generation to generation, and you will not die a good death!"

When the two brothers heard this, they thought it was a good idea.

One of them also sighed: "Hey, reincarnation, you don't know how many good deeds and merits you have to do to enter. Otherwise, you can only wait in the city of futile death, and wait until the day when your opportunity comes before you can enter reincarnation. I think this

Don’t say you’re in vain, kid. I think he can’t even miss one of the eighteen levels of hell. If we do this, he can be considered a blessing in disguise, hahahaha!”

The three of them laughed wildly, and Xia Yan was laughing from ear to ear. But just inadvertently, when he glanced at Chang Wuzhen, Xia Yan was suddenly stunned, and saw Chang Wuxue staring at him with clear eyes.

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For a moment, Xia Yan thought he was dazzled, but the next second, Chang Wuzhen suddenly took action. The dagger originally owned by the black-armored warrior appeared in his hand, and struck Xia Yan like lightning.

This sword caught Xia Yan completely off guard. He didn't even have time to dodge, and a bloody flower was instantly sprayed out from his chest.

"ah!!"

Immediately afterwards, Chang Wuzhen flew towards Xia Yan, stabbed the dagger directly into Xia Yan's abdomen, and at the same time grabbed Xia Yan's throat with one hand.

"If you don't want me to disembowel him, don't move!"

The whole process was astonishingly fast, and even Xia Yan himself only came to his senses when Chang Wusu's fingers pinched his throat.

Looking at the dagger stuck in his abdomen, he was completely confused.

"You...are you okay??"

My pink skull is a magic weapon that cannot be spared even by the ghosts and ghosts of the underworld.

This mortal is not an expert, so how could he resist the temptation of the red and pink skull?

Chang Wuzhen squinted his eyelids, glanced at the skull still floating above his head, and sneered: "Just this thing, you still want to confuse me? What nonsense!"

"Don't do it!"

Now the faces of the other two brothers suddenly became nervous.

The two of them looked at the dagger in Chang Wugu's hand. With Chang Wugu's mortal body, it was absolutely impossible to kill Xia Yan.

But this short sword happened to fall into Chang Wugu's hand.

This is the standard dagger of the Northern Yin Demon Cavalry. It is forged with the divine iron from the foot of Fengdu Mountain. It is a divine weapon that can truly kill gods. Otherwise, even if Chang Wuju was caught by surprise, he would not be able to control it so easily.

Live in Xiayan.

"Hey!"

Seeing the two brothers throwing the rat weapon, Chang Wuji raised the corners of his lips, jumped on the Xinghuo class leopard colt with Xia Yan in his hands: "Get away, or I will take him and bury him with me!"

Hearing this, the two brothers could only keep retreating, telling Chang Wuzhen not to be impulsive: "Brother, you are still young and can live for another hundred and eighty years. You must not take the wrong path!

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The two of them retreated, hoping that Chang Wuzhi would put Xia Yan down.

"Think clearly, I am the son of the Divine Master of Taisha Liangshi Sect Tiangong. If you kill me, my father will definitely make you unable to survive and unable to survive!"
To be continued...