Wu Jiawei drew a spirit rune and put it on the forehead of the high priest, and while chanting the incantation, the black qi was sucked onto the spirit rune.
Sure enough, it's corpse gas!
Wu Jiadao stepped forward and grabbed the high priest's wrist and used his qi to find out if he was still alive.
The high priest slowly opened his eyes, looked at Wu Jiadao with cloudy eyes, and his mouth was half open, as if he wanted to speak.
"What do you want to say?"
Wu Jiadao asked in Uyghur as he leaned down.
"Something is wrong!"
Wu Jiawei suddenly opened his mouth and stepped forward to pull his brother's arm, but it was too late - the high priest's mouth suddenly opened, and his tongue stretched out like a spike to stab Wu Jiadao's face.
Everything happened in an instant, and it came extremely fast, and Wu Jiadao instinctively tilted his head to the side, causing the tongue that should have been stabbing others to the neck and piercing deeply.
Wu Jiadao only felt a numbness in his neck, as if something had been injected into it, instinctively slapped a palm on the high priest's face, pulled back, touched his neck, and left nothing, but the place where his neck was stabbed was sore and numb, and something in it was swimming in his body, extracting his yang energy.
"You, you ......"
The situation was changing rapidly, and after everything happened, Wu Jiadao was still a little dazed in his head, and he looked at the high priest eating, speechless.
Wu Jiawei reacted very quickly, took out the hidden blade sword he was wearing at his waist, and slashed it with a sword, but it was not the high priest, but the little priest standing beside him - after coming back to his senses, he immediately realized that this was a trap, and the most dangerous person was not the high priest, but the one next to him.
A blue light swept through the little priest's abdomen, slicing it in two, and then went to the high priest on the stone splitting bed.
The High Priest had rolled over and got out of bed, lifting his hair and pulling it back of his head, and a human skin was immediately pulled down, and beneath him was a blood-drenched monster, somewhat like a cockroach or a spider, with at least six legs, and an inverted triangular face with a thin mouthpart.
Wu Jiadao remembered that he was stabbed in the neck by this thing, and wanted to see it clearly, but suddenly there was a bang, the light swayed, and when he turned his head, it was the little priest who was cut off by Wu Jiawei, and his upper body fell to the ground, and the lamp and candle also fell to the ground, flickering and flickering.
The little priest had his upper body cut off, but he was still immortal, his hands on the ground, and half of his body crawled over, and his mouth kept squeaking and squeaking weird laughter.
Wu Jiawei's on-the-spot reaction ability is much stronger than that of his younger brother, he stepped forward and kicked half of the little priest's body over, pulled his younger brother who was still in a daze, and dodged the attack of the cockroach-like monster behind him.
Wu Jiawei pulled his younger brother and ran towards the door, but several figures appeared and blocked the door, each holding a torch in his hand.
At the head was the fat ball-like Tianlong Daoist, clasping his hands together with a signature smile on his face, and there was a row of Taoist priests from the Zhongge Sect standing behind him.
"Two, it's hard to see the high priest, so anxious to leave?"
The Tianlong Daoist grinned, his eyes fell on the Hidden Blade Sword in Wu Jiawei's hand, wiped his lips, and said, "Good sword." ” Wu Jiawei clenched his sword, turned his head and glanced at Wu Jiadao, meaning that he should rush out with him, and just about to act, Wu Jiadao suddenly snorted in pain, covered his neck, and said tremblingly: "Neck ......
It's uncomfortable. ” Wu Jiawei's heart trembled, and he asked Tianlong Daoren sharply: "What did you put in his body!"
” Tianlong Daoist looked at the cockroach monster behind the two of them, and his hands wrapped in the Taoist robe formed a seal, and the thing immediately stopped moving, standing a few meters behind Wu Jiawei's brothers, looking at the backs of the two with fierce eyes.
"Daochang Wu, don't be nervous, it's just a parasitic evil thing, your brother won't die, at most......
Well, that is, to become a demon corpse, just like the monster behind you. ” Tianlong Daoist smiled slightly, "Actually, that kid didn't lie to you, the one behind you is really the high priest, it's just ......
It became like this. ” When Wu Jiawei heard this, his heart was dripping blood.
Wu Jiadao thought that he would become that kind of monster, and his body and even soul would be occupied by parasitic evil creatures......
He shook like chaff.
Tianlong Daoren sighed and said, "You are also naïve, you have never thought that since I control the high priest, how can I let his son go and leave a future for myself?"
Originally, we cooperated well, but you were restless, and in order to protect yourself, Poor Dao had no choice but to attack you. ” At that moment, he took out a pair of fat hands from his sleeves, slapped them a few times, made a calling voice in his mouth, and said with a smile: "Two fellow Daoists, you might as well take a look at your front and back." ” The two of them hurriedly turned their heads to look, and suddenly gasped: in this wide stone room, there were countless human heads, which were sticking out of the wall, and there were several hanging upside down above their heads, all of them had no facial features, only two white eyes, and in the gap between the long hair, they shot a cold gaze.
It's all ghosts......
And it doesn't look like an ordinary ghost.
Seeing them, Wu Jiawei knew that there was less luck today, but he still had to fight and secretly gritted his teeth.
Tianlong Daoist seemed to know his thoughts, and said: "Wu Jiawei, the chief disciple of Laoshan Mountain, stepped into the threshold of the earth immortal with one foot, compared to hard power, there is a battle between you and me, but ......
In this situation, you still want to leave?
Even if you want to fight, what about your brother?
Would you rather let him become a monster controlled by parasitic evils?
” At the mention of his younger brother, Wu Jiawei's sharp anger immediately dissipated, sighed secretly, and said, "You are not afraid that Shaoyang will come back and break your body into ten thousand pieces!"
” "I'm afraid, but since you want to attack me, I can't sit idly by, while they don't come out of the tomb, I will deal with you first before I can clean them up."
Tianlong Daoren squinted his eyes and laughed, "I can tell you so much here, it's just to give you a way to go, if you can cooperate, you are still friends......
Do you want your brother to survive?
” Wu Jiawei said: "Don't talk nonsense!
” He is the kind of person who starts fighting when he doesn't agree with him, he doesn't like to talk, and he has to say so much to them just because Wu Jiadao's life is in the hands of the other party.
"Well, let's be straight, leave your brother to me, you go out, and when Ye Shaoyang and the others come out of the tomb, you bring them here, just like that kid did to you before."
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Wu Jiawei understood as soon as he heard it, and said, "You want to ambush them?"
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