"Can't see it? How can I not see it?" Zhang Yuanqing frowned.
Yun Meng, Xia Shuzhilian and others around him suddenly became serious, withdrew their gazes from the palace gate, and turned to look at Yin Ji.
"It suddenly disappeared." Yin Ji whispered, and then hurriedly repeated to Brother Hongji: "Come back."
Zhang Yuanqing was startled by the sudden disappearance. There were only two reasons for this. First, the scene that Yin Ji saw through the spirit servant was an illusion, which has now been resolved.
Second, the boss, the little emperor, has the ability to travel at night.
It stands to reason that a Yin corpse cannot possess active skills, but the little emperor was refined by ancient practitioners using formations, which is completely different from the Yin corpse of the Night Wandering God.
This theory cannot be applied in the same way. He has seen similar examples.
Princess Yinyao.
If it is a corpse that controls active skills, it will be difficult to deal with.
On the other side, at the gate of the palace, Brother Hongji, who was carrying a backpack and about to install a bomb, heard Yin Ji's call.
Without giving it much thought, he decisively packed up his backpack. But before he could return to his teammates, he suddenly saw a series of wet footprints out of the corner of his eye, coming out of the palace, crossing the cobblestone road, arriving at the door, and coming in front of him.
What? Brother Red Chicken's pupils shrank slightly, and he gave up thinking. He responded with his fire master's fighting talent and sense of danger.
He sank his knees and bent his back like a sprinter in preparation.
With a "hiss" sound, scarlet flames spurted out from the palm of his hand and condensed into a flaming spear.
The flame at the tip of the gun shrank to a point, emitting a dazzling light.
He clenched his palm, grabbed the gun body, bounced his knees, thrust forward, and stabbed out the flame gun.
“Bang!”
The almost blazing white tip of the gun pierced something, causing dense sparks to fly.
A human figure appeared. It was a boy about 13 meters tall. He was dark blue in color, with dark blue scales all over his body and cheeks. He had a pair of eerie white pupils, black lips, and protruding white fangs.
The most terrifying thing is that there is a baby's head growing on its shoulder, with its eyes closed, as if it is sleeping soundly. It is white and cute, forming a sharp contrast with the ferociousness of the main head.
Drops of water seeped out from the gaps between his scales and flowed along his eyes to the ground, as if he had just been caught in a heavy rain.
It was these water droplets that exposed his footprints and made Brother Red Chicken alert in advance.
The little emperor's white pupils moved, and he looked down at the burning spear against his chest. He was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand how he was discovered.
"Ho ho!"
The little emperor opened his mouth and let out an angry growl. A large amount of Taiyin power gushed out from his black lips. Then, he raised his hand and took the initiative to grasp the flame gun.
“Shhh!”
Streams of water gushed out from the little emperor's palm, extinguishing the flame gun that seemed to be real.
He raised his white pupils and stared grimly at the enemy in front of him, extending his sharp black claws forward.
Brother Hongji's scalp went numb and the hairs on his body stood up instantly. A strong sense of fear surged in his heart, but instantly turned into raging rage.
"Die for me!"
He let out a loud roar with a ferocious face, and there was a loud 'bang'. Endless flames gushed out of his body, and every pore was spewing flames.
The high temperature evaporated the moisture on the little emperor's body, and white mist rose.
In an instant, Brother Red Chicken's aura doubled, and he swung his fist surrounded by flames, and with the help of the muscles in his back, he rushed forward.
"Bang!"
The ghost claw and fist collided with each other, and the flames on Brother Hongji's fist suddenly went out. The people behind him clearly saw that his right shoulder suddenly cracked, and the bloody white bones broke through the flesh.
A level 84 fire demon with the Rampage skill activated was destroyed in one hit.
Amid the sounds of messy and hurried footsteps, Yin Ji's two Yin corpses arrived in time. The female Yin corpse grabbed Brother Hongji's left shoulder and threw him behind her.
The male corpse flew into the air and knocked the little emperor back to the palace with a knee strike.
The female corpse followed closely behind.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Crisp explosions were heard immediately, and two Yin corpses, one male and one female, swung their fists, elbows, knees and legs, unleashing violence on the little emperor.
The two Yin corpses were extremely powerful and had superb hand-to-hand combat skills. They beat the little emperor back step by step, and the scales on his body exploded and flew everywhere.
On the other hand, the little emperor had brute force but no skills. Every time he roared and launched a counterattack, the male corpse would either dodge or demolish his moves and easily resolve them.
The bluestone slabs under the feet of the three evil creatures shattered, leaving behind messy and deep footprints.
These two corpses failed to play a real role at the bottom of the sea, but now facing a more powerful boss, they are so ferocious that it's shocking.
"Go ahead, everyone follow me."
Seeing that the situation was very good, Xiahou Aotian grabbed a crossbow from the inventory, waved his hand, and ran towards the palace like a brave general leading a charge.
Except for Yunmeng who treated Brother Hongji's injuries, the others rushed towards the palace together.
At this moment, the little emperor let out an uncontrollable roar, and the scales in his body suddenly opened.
In an instant, the surrounding air condensed into a thin white mist, which penetrated into the gaps between the open scales in wisps.
The moist soil quickly dried up, the green weeds withered and turned yellow, and the bodies of the male corpses suddenly stiffened, their skin quickly wrinkled, and their muscles shriveled.
In just two or three seconds, the moisture in the two corpses was completely stripped away, turning them into mummies.
The little emperor waved his arms angrily, and with a "bang", the male and female mummies were torn into pieces, as brittle as dead wood.
Two extremely high-quality corpses were lost in the copy.
Seeing this scene, everyone who had arrived at the palace gate retreated silently.
Xiahou Aotian runs the fastest.
Freedom Eagle fled to the spot at a speed not inferior to his. He looked at the palace gate with fear on his face and said in panic:
"The Moisture Depriver, it... is a Level 6 Plague God?!"
Skills. The Saint-level Plague God has two killer moves, one is 'water deprivation', the other is germs. Water deprivation is particularly overbearing and can only be learned by a Level 6 Saint.
"Water Deprivation is a level 6 skill. Except for Yin Ji, none of us can withstand it. I don't think he is like a real level 6 Plague God. It is very likely that he only has this one skill. However, a boss of this strength is enough to wipe us out."
Xiahou Aotian was panicking, but he was an experienced spiritual practitioner after all, so he calmly gave a plan:
"My suggestion is to retreat temporarily and formulate a more detailed strategy before challenging again. If he pursues you relentlessly, then you should fight and retreat at the same time."
As soon as the words fell, Xia Shuzhilian's eyes moved, and he saw the changes in the palace and reminded:
Hearing this, everyone was shocked and adjusted their positions to look inside the palace. As expected, the little emperor was no longer there.
It used its night-wandering skills again.
Yunmeng decisively pushed Brother Hongji away, interrupted the treatment, and pressed his palms on the ground.
A green light spread like ripples, and wherever it passed, tender grass broke through the ground and continued to grow until it reached the steps at the entrance of the palace.
She was very familiar with the characteristics of 'Night Tour' and tried to lock the position of the little emperor through the changes in the grass.
However, no, the tender green grass tips stood tall and graceful, and the surroundings were quiet.
Zhang Yuanqing and others looked around vigilantly, paying attention to the changes in the grass and also paying attention to the movements of the treetops on both sides.
At this time, Yun Meng saw a pair of footprints suddenly appear three feet in front of him. The footprints were deeply embedded in the ground, and there were no footprints anywhere else.
The owner of the footprints seemed to have teleported in front of her.
Yunmeng reacted quickly and realized that it was not the footprints that appeared out of thin air, but the little emperor who jumped over from the palace.
It fell from the sky.
“Bang!”
The sharp sound of a bowstring was heard, and Xiahou Aotian shot an arrow to the front and side.
The arrow hit something in mid-air, splashing sparks and flying away with a ding.
The little emperor who was attacked showed up, and his sharp claws had already stabbed Yunmeng. Although Xiahou Aotian's shooting broke up Yeyou, it could not save Yunmeng.
Yun Meng's eyes blurred and she saw a black claw stabbing at her face. The sharp claw was less than three centimeters away from her eyes.
The next moment, she would die under its claws.
However, Yunmeng's head suddenly tilted back, as if someone had hit him on the forehead with a stick.
Just avoid the ghost claws. ~~
At the critical moment, the wood demon's agility saved her life.
Then, as she leaned back, her center of gravity sank and she quickly fell down and rolled to the side.
The little emperor roared unwillingly after failing in his sneak attack. The scales on his body stretched out and dense white mist immediately appeared in the air around him, which penetrated into the gaps between the scales.
The grass and trees quickly turned yellow and lost moisture.
Yun Meng's body stiffened as she rolled over, and she curled up in pain. Her skin quickly dried and wrinkled, and her cheeks became sunken. In just a few breaths, she looked dozens of years older.
This is the wrinkling and dryness caused by water loss.
This situation also happened to Zhang Yuanqing and others. Freedom Eagle and Yin Ji were slightly fuller than others.
The former is also a water ghost and has the ability to control water, which can slow down its own water loss, while the latter is of a high enough level and has a certain degree of immunity.
Xiahou Aotian turned around and tried to run, but his skinny legs could not bear the weight. As soon as he took a step, he fell heavily to the ground, groaning in pain.
But he did not despair, because he believed that his teammates would not be killed by the boss so easily.
"Yuanshi Tianzun, cooperate with me!" Yin Ji opened her cracked lips slightly and spit out a long breath of Taiyin power. More than a dozen spirit servants whistled around her.
Then, she closed her eyes and began to travel in her trance.
A graceful figure in a black dress floated up from above, then opened her mouth and swallowed a dozen spirit servants into her stomach.
In an instant, a dark crescent appeared on the forehead of Yin Ji's spirit, misty black light overflowed from her eye sockets, and black sharp claws protruded from her white jade hands.
At this moment, she was like the goddess of the underworld, deep, dark, gloomy, yet noble.
Her spirit flew through the void, her skirt fluttering, and landed on the little emperor's head. Her palm with fair skin and black nails, like a sharp claw, suddenly covered the little emperor's head.
The little emperor suddenly froze, his cruel and ferocious white pupils dull.
As Yin Ji raised her hand suddenly, a ferocious and violent spirit with a blurred face was pulled out from above its head.
As soon as this twisted and brutal spirit left the body, it quickly sank and tried to return to the flesh.
Yin Ji's five fingers, which were bent into claws, were trembling slightly, and it seemed that she could not continue.
Zhang Yuanqing knew what to do without Yin Ji's reminder. He took out the Demon Subduing Pestle and shouted:
"Natsuki, break the armor!"
The biggest drawback of the Demon-Subduing Pestle is that it is not sharp at all, at least in his hands.
Xia Shuzhilian's skin was no longer white and smooth, but full of wrinkles. She forced herself to endure the discomfort in her body and ran towards the little emperor in military boots. During the process, she grabbed a sharp dagger and stabbed forward.
A bit of cold light spurted out.
With a sound of "throat", the swordsman known for his killing easily pierced the little emperor's chest.
Xia Shu drew his sword and stepped back. At the same time, Zhang Yuanqing used the Star Escape Technique to come in front of the little emperor and hammered the Demon-Subduing Pestle into the sword hole in his chest. Yin Ji let go of her hand and let her spirit return to her body.
A brilliant golden light lit up.
Golden light gushed out of the little emperor's black lips, nose, and pupils. He only had time to let out an angry and unwilling roar before his body fell backwards in a burst of black smoke.
"Dead?"
Xia Shuzhilian swung the dagger, and the blade was stained with a layer of dirty black liquid, emitting a foul smell and containing a highly poisonous
"Is that the problem solved? Haha, it's nothing special." Brother Red Chicken licked his cracked lips, his face showing joy. "Great, I can finally go home and drink soup."
The other three teammates also had happy expressions on their faces.
I didn't expect that the Demon-Subduing Pestle in Yuanshi Tianzun's hand was so powerful. Even such a terrifying boss couldn't withstand its edge.
"Congratulations, everyone, for receiving the medal for clearing the dungeon." Freedom Eagle whistled.
Zhang Yuanqing frowned secretly, examining the corpse at his feet, and a doubt flashed through his mind:
With the Demon Subduing Pestle's special property of defeating evil spirits, the little emperor was "certainly dead", but why didn't he turn into ashes like the mummies in the killing copy? Also, where is the Xie family's prop?
Thinking of this, his eyes fell on the shoulder of the charred corpse and found a clue.
The little emperor's body was nearly carbonized by the burning of the sun's divine power, but the baby's head on his right shoulder was intact, still sleeping with eyes closed. This was illogical.
Unless, this baby head does not belong to the little emperor.
"Yuanshi."
Natsuki no Koi shouted, pointing her sword at the baby's head.
If Zhang Yuanqing could notice the clues, how could she, as a swordsman, not notice them?
Zhang Yuanqing nodded, leaned over, and reached out to touch the baby's head.
Just as the fingers were about to touch the baby's cheek, it suddenly opened its eyes. Its bright and clear black eyes were pure and innocent, but without any spiritual light. It stared straight at Zhang Yuanqing.
Zhang Yuanqing was caught off guard and his fingers trembled with fear.
"Wow!"
The baby cried loudly.
"Wow! Wow! Wow!"
The crying sound echoed again and again, and a terrible scene happened. The little emperor, who was burnt into charcoal, squirmed his body, and new scales stretched open the carbonized old ones. His dead white pupils lit up with a ferocious light, and the flesh and blood squirmed and regenerated in the charred part of his chest to fill the hole.
It was clearly a Yin object with no signs of life, but its flesh and blood were dividing and growing like a living person.
"It's resurrected, Lin, it's resurrected," Brother Red Chicken shouted.
"Shut up, I know!" Zhang Yuanqing was shocked and angry. He raised the Demon General high and was about to take action.
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. His eyes went dark, his calves started shaking, and he broke out in cold sweats.
What was going on? Looking down, I saw my abdomen swelling rapidly, bulging high, like a woman in her sixth or seventh month of pregnancy.
Zhang Yuanqing’s eyes went dark again.
Behind him, muffled groans and screams rang out one after another.
He was holding his lower back with his big belly, and turned his head to look, only to see that his teammates' bellies were all bigger.
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"Wow! Wow! Wow!"
Along with the crying of babies, a baby's hand would sometimes protrude from the surface of the round bellies, and sometimes a small head would appear, as if the babies in the bellies were about to break out.
Brother Red Chicken slumped to the ground, holding his belly, and shouted, "I'm pregnant?! What the hell is going on?"
"No, this is not the treatment the protagonist deserves!" Xiahou Aotian lay on his side on the ground, pressing his bulging belly, and let out a desperate cry.
The four women, Yin Ji, Xia Shuzhilian, Freedom Eagle and Yun Meng, turned pale and could not accept the fact that they were pregnant.
Treatment and nurturing are the abilities of a musician. This baby's head is a component of the Xie family's rule-based props. Zhang Yuanqing figured out the abilities of the Xie family's rule-based props.
But he would rather never understand.
At this moment, he saw the little emperor come back to life, stand up straight, and stare at him with a pair of ferocious white eyes.
Before he could think too much, Zhang Yuanqing's body immediately turned into dreamy starlight and disappeared on the spot. Then, he staggered and appeared a few meters away.
The Star Escape Technique was forcibly interrupted.
Worse things happened. Zhang Yuanqing found that he had lost all the skills of a star official, and his level dropped from level 4 to level 3.
This is also the reason why the star communication technique was interrupted.
His strength was taken away by the fetus in his belly.
As soon as Zhang Yuanqing's figure emerged, the little emperor covered in blue and black couldn't wait to pounce on him, with only the enemy who killed him in his eyes.
Damn it, why are you chasing me instead of killing Xiahou Aotian? Zhang Yuanqing's face changed drastically. He was in a very bad condition now. Not only was he downgraded, but the fetus in his belly was still continuously absorbing power, and was accompanied by severe abdominal pain.
Besides, it is not convenient to fight with a big belly.
How to fight level 6 monsters?
There is no doubt that the little emperor can tear him apart in a second without even using any skills.
A sense of crisis exploded in his heart, and Zhang Yuanqing retreated in panic, but this only meant living a few more seconds.
With his adrenaline rushing, he anxiously thought about how to survive.
At this moment, the blood rose not far away attracted his attention.
The beautiful corpse stood in the shade of the tree, waiting there, with a flat and tight belly, not affected by the baby's crying. It was a dead thing, so it was immune to crying?
Zhang Yuanqing immediately used Night Walk to hide his figure, and rushed towards the Blood Rose with his big belly.
He opened his inventory, took out a pair of black running shoes without a logo, and a piece of human skin as thin as a cicada's wing, and threw it towards Blood Rose.
At the same time, he endured the pain, separated a part of his mental power, communicated with the imprint of his sea of consciousness, and took over Blood Rose's body.
The perfect human skin attached to Blood Rose's face and melted quickly. In a moment, this delicate-looking corpse turned into the appearance of Zhang Yuanqing.
'Zhang Yuanqing' kicked off his shoes, put on his sliding shoes, first glanced at the little emperor in the distance, and after their eyes met, he turned around and ran.
"roar!"
The little emperor turned into a shadow and quickly caught up with Blood Rose.
Suddenly, Blood Rose turned around and slid under the little emperor's crotch. Her body became translucent between reality and illusion.
After avoiding the attack, Blood Rose quickly stood up and ran in another direction. The little emperor turned around and chased after her.
—He chased and fled, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Wow! Wow! Wow!"
The loud cry of the baby gradually faded away and could no longer be heard.
Zhang Yuanqing, with his big belly, leaned against a tree and gasped for breath.
After the crying sound stopped, the fetus in the womb seemed to lose its activity, no longer trying to break out of the belly, and began to return its strength.
It seems that crying is the root of pregnancy. If you are in the crying sound for a long time, the fetus will break out of the belly. At that time, you may really be downgraded. The rule-based props of the musician profession are so scary. Feeling the power gradually returning, Zhang Yuanqing felt relieved.
He leaned against the tree trunk and glanced at the condition of his teammates.
Yin Ji supported the tree trunk with one hand and held her belly with the other, standing up with difficulty. Yun Meng sat cross-legged on the ground, carefully looking at her belly, while Xia Shu Zhi Lian held a short sword and kept gesturing at her bulging belly.
"Hey, it's not moving. I feel my strength returning." Brother Red Chicken slapped his belly.
Xiahou Aotian looked autistic. As the protagonist, he was ashamed of being pregnant with a monster, which was a great shame.
It would be nice to have a cell phone at this time. Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but think of this. He quickly cleared his mind and looked serious.
"Everyone, the crisis has not yet occurred. My corpse can only last for five minutes at most."
"We have almost figured out the boss's abilities. It's time to re-plan our strategy. Will we be wiped out or win? It will only take five minutes."
ps: typos will be updated first and corrected later.