Sewing Corpses, Suppressing Ghost Disasters

Humans have Three Souls and Seven Spirits, ghosts have Nine Netherworld Obsessions and Five Aggregates of Fire. But from the time I was born, I was missing an Earth Soul.

From a young age, I ...

Chapter 1138 Using the Same Trick Again

Looking at his blackened tongue, which was now almost completely black, I felt a little numb.

This fat guy was scared just now, but why isn't he scared anymore?

Could it be that this guy has been inspired by some force again?

Otherwise, he couldn't have come after mustering up all his courage, could he?

I took a closer look at the fat man in front of me; his expression even showed a hint of pain.

His eyes were still bulging out as if they were about to fall out at any moment, yet they remained firmly fixed in place.

Is this guy going to stick his tongue out at us again?

To be honest, what I was afraid of wasn't his tongue, which looked long and black, and was indeed very sturdy.

But the problem is that what makes his tongue even more unpleasant is the nauseating feeling it evokes.

And each time it's thrown over, it leaves behind some insect eggs, and the insects inside are corrosive.

The little white pits left on the ground make me feel nauseous every time I see them.

"Master, I think this fatso is itchy again..."

If it weren't for his ugly, stiff suit, I would have chopped him up with a knife..."

Lei Jijian kept complaining in my mind, and when I heard what he said, I nodded secretly.

Indeed, his clothes are really annoying.

She first stepped back and then carefully examined the dress.

"Brother, it seems like he's adjusting the way his suit is swinging after each time he smashes the wall."

He just fiddled with it a few times, and the clothes seem to be straightened now!

And... his speed is increasing!

I was taken aback by the girl's words at first, but then I quickly realized what she meant.

Holy crap, it really is.

That's absolutely right.

At this moment, the fat man's clothes did indeed seem to be more stylish than before.

I was completely dumbfounded.

If we don't run, this thing will catch up with us...

And I heard his roars suddenly rise in pitch, as if they had been ignited by something.

I quickly wondered if there was a constant, gurgling sound coming from the back of this guy's throat, like stones were falling down.

Why does it sound like it's been set on fire? The hissing sound is so clear, even though we're still quite a few steps away.

This guy is going way too far. Is he about to undergo another round of mutation?

I pondered in my mind why Blue Armor hadn't told us how this guy did it.

He just appeared out of nowhere, and we've been at this Sunken Compass House for so long already.

Blue Armor still hadn't appeared, and I couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

Did he disappear after he asked us to get the sea marrow?

Even if it really is because of a problem with our eyes, or the impact of this contract, it shouldn't be this serious, right?

We all find the current situation unacceptable.

Afterwards, I quickly told the girl to be careful. Looking at her condition, it seemed that the swelling and pain in her leg had decreased somewhat.

The next second, the fat man's slowly moving body suddenly tensed up.

I noticed that his suit seemed much smoother; when we were fighting, it was at least a bit wrinkled.

Although they all look very dark and you can hardly see the wrinkles, they definitely exist.

His clothes were just like the coat that Blue Armor wore before, except that this coat was draped over his body.

At that moment, it suddenly occurred to me that the fat man's clothes might be exactly the same as the one in blue armor.

The hem of the blue armor was also very strange; I couldn't figure it out at all.

And this fat guy's suit is even more outrageous and ridiculous than the one in blue armor.

His clothes even have very strong defensive capabilities.

Previously, he mainly focused on attacking us, like releasing lasers from time to time, and the lasers had a snake-like lower part.

But no matter what, that outfit can at least be broken. For example, if I and the Thunder Sword attacked at the same time, the energy would be enough to destroy the laser emitted by the outfit.

But now, this fat guy's clothes, this damn suit, make me feel like I have no chance at all, giving me a strong sense of despair.

His clothes are so strong that even a lightning sword could deflect the lightning bolts from them. What on earth are they made of?!

Now the wrinkles on it have become fewer, and I know in my heart that this is definitely not a good sign.

Perhaps it was this one move that directly caused this thing's defense to become even stronger!

And that's not all. I just stood there staring blankly at him, and there was even a bit of bluish-gray fat showing through it!

Could this be his true form as a toad? I was shocked and completely stunned.

His skin looked like a toad's skin wriggling around.

Not only that, the few rotting worms that had just climbed onto his neck were now becoming excited!

Several large rotting worms scurried around, crawling all over his chin and chest.

They were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, which made me even more confused.

Their speed is now more than twice as fast as before.

Before I could react, this thing suddenly opened its mouth.

A dark figure arrived, bringing with it a foul stench.

"Brother, watch out!"

The girl quickly spread me out, and only then did I take a closer look and discover that thing.

It's his tongue again!

It was just floating there a moment ago, when was it posted?

Wasn't his tongue still there? How did it suddenly move over?

Before I could even see clearly, the girl's voice rang out beside me again.

"Brother, be careful, he might use this too!"

"Master, I'm asking you, isn't he scared at all? Even just now, he didn't get hurt!"

Lei Jijian also shouted, and then I grabbed the girl and ran wildly to the side. Just as my fingertips touched the girl's sleeve, the fat man seemed to have appeared next to us again without us noticing.

Then, without hesitation, his tongue stretched from half a meter to more than a meter, and it looked just like a big fan, suddenly falling from mid-air!

Bang!

His tongue slammed down on the spot where we had just been standing, the slickness splashing onto the stone slab and sizzling, corroding several small pits.

Holy crap...

Is this still a human tongue? It looks like a spiked club!