Chapter 110： Corpse

Suddenly, the canopy of the banyan tree bends down, countless branches and leaves, and the tentacles generally extend toward her, binding her limbs, layers of branches, wrapping her in it until she can't see the figure at all.

After a few minutes, the leaves slowly spread out, the girl was gone, and the ropes were gone. Everything is still the same as before, the illusion is over, as if nothing has happened.

Business. So Shaoyang squinted and said that the thing she had felt from her tro business pocket was a little like the money dart. It is a common tool used by folk sorcerers. Three pieces of copper coins are put together. The mana is stronger, has a sharp angle, can be used as a dart, or can be used as a self-defense device.

If you look at it right, then the girl is actually a mage? How could she die under this tree demon?

These problems can only be clarified if we find her body and soul.

Ye Shaoyang pulled out the jujube sword from the belt and walked toward the old banyan tree. When it was only 20 meters away, the banyan tree suddenly shook again. After a while, it stopped and nothing happened.

"What happened?" Zhou Jingru asked. Suddenly he felt that his ankles were tight and he was caught by something. Looking down, he was a chubby white palm. He broke out from the ground and screamed.

Ye Shaoyang went down with a sword and cut off the hand. The black blood spewed out and the arm immediately retracted into the soil, leaving only a crack in the ground.

Ye Shaoyang reached out and stuck some black blood. He smelled it in front of his nose and frowned. "Blood!"

"Zombie?" Zhou Jingru took out a facial tissue and wiped the black blood splashing on his ankle.

"Not a normal zombie, this thing will be awkward." Ye Shaoyang stared at the crack. "This is the corpse. This stuff is hard to defend, a little trouble." The words just fell, and another hand broke out from another position. Grab the feet of Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang shunned away, and the hands immediately shrank back.

"More than one." Ye Shaoyang frowned and thought about it. Put the jujube sword back into the belt, take out the cinnabar pen, and draw a taiji print on both palms. He deliberately took two steps forward, and surely there was another hand from the underground. The attack came up.

"Come on!" Ye Shaoyang put his hands into the palm, and slammed it against the hands. The four palms were opposite. The hands were immediately sucked by Taiji and could not break free.

Ye Shaoyang snorted and walked back in a wrong way. He used a force to smash a corpse of white flowers from the ground and drag it to the ground. At first glance, it was a white and fat body with several layers of wrinkles on the stomach. Without a foot, the lower body is directly attached to a very thick tubular thing.

The corpse has no eyes, ears, no nose, only a layer of wrinkled skin around the eye socket, and its mouth is very large. It only has two pairs of upper and lower fangs. The whole looks a bit like an insect. It is both weird and scary. After Ye Shaoyang seized, the sound of a cat-like voice was heard in the mouth of the corpse, and the big mouth was turned toward Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang released his right hand, pulled out the jujube sword, and forced it into the head of the corpse. A black blood spurted out. The corpse struggled for a few seconds and fell to the ground. After that, the stomach slammed down and the wound continued to flow out. Green liquid.

Zhou Jingru was so scared that his legs were soft, grabbed Ye Shaoyang's back and dragged his cry: "This, what is this!"

"The corpse is not the same as the zombie. The corpse was originally a corpse. It was continuously infiltrated by ghosts or demons from outside, and cultivated into a special form. It can smash the ground." Ye Shaoyang pointed at the corpse and explained.

"What is this?" Zhou Jingru pointed to the tubular object attached to the body.

Ye Shaoyang looked at it for a while and said: "This is the source of feeding it to the demon, but when it is being fed, it is also absorbed, and the lower body is degraded, becoming the virtue of the present." Saying, holding that Looked at things, there are a lot of tiny roots on it, suddenly want to understand, and said: "This is the root of the tree! The roots of the banyan tree!"

When the next palm is taken, the roots are broken, a thick green juice is sprayed out, and the roots suddenly shrink and return to the ground.

Ye Shaoyang dipped a little juice, sniffed, and smelled like the body corpse, confirming his own guess.

Zhou Jingru said indisputably: "These corpses can be smashed, and it is impossible to prevent them. How to deal with them?"

Ye Shaoyang did not answer, and he quickly drew a character, meditation for a moment, and a wave of his hand, the spirits spontaneously ignited and landed on the ground. Then I found a lot of five emperor money, placed in the left hand, scratched the right middle finger, touched the copper money with blood, and read: "The Tibetan Bodhi, to the Qing Dynasty, to protect the disciples, not afraid of evil spirits, night The road is difficult, as I pointed out, I am in a hurry as a law!"

The five emperors were thrown one by one, two or two pairs, forming a half-meter wide passage extending toward the banyan tree. Ye Shaoyang walked all the way, constantly throwing five emperors to the left and right sides, and surely no more corpses emerged.

"What is going on?" Zhou Jingru followed, and couldn't help but ask.

"Have a greeting with the Tibetan King, with my mana, seal a money road, the land can not come in. You are standing here. As long as you don't go out, there will be no danger." Going forward, it is only ten meters away from the eucalyptus tree. At this moment, the canopy of the banyan tree swings again, more mad than before, the foot is shaking, a crack, the birth appears directly opposite, cracking It is half a meter wide before it stops.

The two looked at it, the crack was two meters deep, and there were countless tree roots underneath, tangled together, like a giant snake creeping, looking shocking.

Zhou Jingru grinned with both hands and fell to the ground with a scared look.

Gradually, those roots are separated, and a chubby hand stretches out. Soon, it is a bare head and then the body. It is the corpse! But at least three times bigger than the previous corpse!

The difference is that this corpse has a complete body, at least dozens of roots, from his back directly into the body, grow together, the corpse shakes his head, open his mouth, and makes a strange roar.

This weird scene made Ye Shaoyang feel the scalp numb, and the tree demon sacrificed it at this time, indicating that this guy is the head of the group, certainly not good.

"You stand and don't move, there is me, it can't come!" Ye Shaoyang didn't go back to the martyrdom, took out the jujube sword and ran toward the body.

Under the control of the roots of the tree, the corpse was vacated, and the arms were swept away. The jujube sword was directly flew and waving with both hands. Ye Shaoyang started the volley of Maoshan, stepped back and evaded the attack, and picked up the jujube sword.

Just then, a pair of hands broke out and grabbed his feet. Ye Shaoyang remembered that he had left the money road, and other corpses could attack him without restrictions. At the moment, the wooden sword was wielded, and the pair of hands were cut off. As a result, two more came out from the side and held his calf.

"It's really trouble!" Ye Shaoyang slashed his sword and chopped it. Suddenly he slammed a heavy blow on his chest, but it was the giant corpse that flew over and took a palm on his chest. He was so powerful that he should have been beaten out. The legs were held by another corpse and fell straight on the back.

It doesn't matter, it's a hand that sticks out from him and grabs it.

Ye Shaoyang screamed "bad", feeling that his body was firmly grasped by countless hands, and he couldn't move. Then he looked like a sly head and got out of the soil. Ye Shaoyang felt a pain in the calf belly, needless to say, was bitten by the corpse.

"Shaoyang brother!" Zhou Jingru cried in horror, and this scene was too terrible: Ye Shaoyang was surrounded by a group of white flowers, and seemed to have escaped the fate of being foraged.