Chapter 39

Seen, Zino clearly heard a crisp "clap" sound. When he raised his eyes, he only saw that the zombie sculpture under Qiao Xiaoxuan's feet had cracks, and the cracks were gradually expanding.

At this time, the air around it shook strongly, and the stone slabs on the ground turned into sand and dust floating around with the wind. At the same time, Qiao Xiaoxuan's whole body radiated a bleeding red light. Just as Zino was shocked, a long knife with dark hair and strange light slowly broke out of the depths of the ground and gradually rose out of the ground and suspended in front of Qiao Xiaoxuan.

Zino covered her mouth and stared at the long knife floating from the ground, because she recognized the knife in the man's hand in the fifth and ninth of the nine carvings she saw at the Nine Palace Gate. Especially in the ninth picture, the man held this long knife and split into the sky. Zino was still shocked by the momentum of giving up his life.

Qiao Xuan stretched out his hand and grabbed the long knife floating in front of him. At the moment when his hand touched the knife, the outside world changed color, dark clouds covered the sun, and the sky thundered wildly. The lake outside the palace actually boiled, and bubbles rushed to the surface of the water and burst.

Qiao Xiaoxuan roared at the sky, and an unparalleled powerful breath burst out from him and spread out in circles. Wherever these breaths go, the stones turn into sand and dust.

Zino was shocked. At this moment, the soul of the Temple of God suddenly said, "Oh no."

In the huge hall, Qiao Xiaoxuan suspended in mid-air, holding a long dark knife tightly in his hand, with dazzling red light all over his body, and a painful expression on his face.

The hall was full of Qiao Xiaoxuan's hoarse roar. The red light tightly wrapped his body, and countless skeleton phantoms flew around him. From time to time, he opened his teeth and claws bit him. Although these skeletons are just illusory phantoms, every place bitten by the skeleton immediately burst into flesh and blood. The blood-red beam of light kept sucking the blood flowing from Qiao Xiaoxuan, and every time he absorbed a little of its light, it became stronger. Before long, Qiao Xiaoxuan's body was scarred and his clothes were damaged.

Zino was so anxious that he wanted to cry without tears, but he didn't know what to do to help Qiao Xiaoxuan. He could only watch him suffer from pain.

At this moment, the soul of the Temple of God suddenly said, "Oh no."

Zino wiped away a handful of tears and choked, "Idiots can see it."

"Well, I didn't expect that the underworld was a blood curse."

Zino stared at a pair of watery eyes and asked, "What blood curse?"

"The blood spell is a very sinister seal spell, and anyone who wants to break this seal will be devoured by blood. These people will be drained to death, and their blood will increase the power of this seal. Unless their own power can suppress the power of the blood curse, they will not escape death in the end.

Zinuo said urgently, "Isn't Qiao Xiaoxuan very dangerous?"

"It's not just dangerous. You don't know the horror of the blood spell at all. Once the blood curse is launched, it will rob the whole body and never die.

"Tell me how to help him?"

"You can't help."

"What about Qiao Xiaoxuan?"

"Oh, I didn't expect that the night would use the blood curse. This kind of spell has been mentioned to me. He said that he wants to break the blood spell unless there is a power of the same origin as the speller or far more than the power of the caster. Pluto has the power of the corpse king, but the past living only inherits the power of zombies, but there is no corpse king. If he goes under such circumstances, he will soon be drained of blood in his body.

Zinuo shouted urgently, "What should I do?" What can I do to save him?

The temple said in a low voice: "There is only one way, which is to draw out the power of the corpse king. Even if it's just a little bit, he won't be in danger.

"How to draw out the power of the corpse king?"

"I don't know, but the premise is to provide him with enough blood. Otherwise, before the power awakens, he will dry his blood first.

Zinuo hurriedly turned around like ants on a hot pot: "Where am I going to get blood?"

"This, I can't help..."

"Can you help him?"

How can I help? I'm just a spiritual being. This palace is my body. Do you want me to feed him with stones?

"Aren't you at the bottom of the lake? Try to catch some fish nearby..."

"The creatures here are soulless creatures, and their blood is of no use to zombies."

Zino shouted unwillingly, "Is it..."

"Wait a minute." The Temple of God interrupted her and said, "Someone is coming." After a pause, he continued to say, "There are still a lot of them."

Zino was surprised and said, "Who is it?"

"Well... there are also demons and monsters. How has the world changed? How can the practitioners be with monsters?"

Zino's face changed greatly: "Is it them? They actually found it here."

"The rebirth is at an important juncture of fighting against the blood curse. They can't be disturbed at any time, otherwise the blood curse will be swallowed up by me, and they must be stopped."

How to stop it? I can't beat them."

The Temple of God was silent, and the hall suddenly emitted a strange light. With the rays of light, the whole palace suddenly trembled strongly.

Zino's body is also shaking left and right with the vibration of the palace, as if the world is trembling.

The "rumbling" sound outside is endless, and Zino can hear the sound of walls collapsing or moving, which is faintly mixed with some shouting and scolding.

"Boom!!" With a loud noise, the palace no longer shakes.

Zino, with an anxious face, was guessing what had happened. At this time, the voice of the Temple of God was much weaker than before: "I didn't expect that there would be such a strong person among the practitioners."

Zino asked with concern, "Are you all right?" Now Qiao Xiaoxuan is in danger, and her ability is not enough to fight against the enemy. Now the only thing she can rely on is the temple of God, the soul that has been practiced for thousands of years.

"I'm fine, but I was distracted by some aura. Alas, I can't stop them."

"What should I do now?"

"Tell him away."

Zino said anxiously with tears on his face, "How can I bring it?"

The Temple of God was silent for a moment and asked, "Little girl, what is your relationship with the veenixed?"

"..." Zino obviously did not expect that the Temple of God would ask her these boring questions at this juncture, and she didn't know how to answer them for a moment.

The Temple of God asked again, "Would you like to die for him?"

Zino took a deep breath, and she finally understood why the Temple of God asked that question. Looking at Qiao Xiaoxuan, who was struggling in mid-air, Zino gritted her teeth and nod heavily. But two lines of tears couldn't help sliding down fiercely.

"Good. Now you are the only one who can save him, if you want to sacrifice your blood to save him..."

At this moment, there was a "boom" sound from outside. A large group of people filed in from the joint. When they found Qiao Xiaoxuan, who was covered by blood and red light in the middle of the night, they stood stunned, staring at Qiao Xiaoxuan and the long knife in his hand, with greedy eyes.

Zi Nuo was terrized and hurriedly dodged in front of Qiao Xiaoxuan, but suddenly found that his master and Xu Xuelei were also among them.

Master? Elder Chen?"

Ling Feng and Uncle Chen did not hear Zino's cry, and their eyes were straight at Qiao Xiaoxuan.

"Sister Xu?"

Xu Xue looked at Zino with tears, showing a helpless wry smile. Then his eyes turned to Qiao Xiaoxuan, revealing complicated eyes.

Everyone's eyes became a little strange, and Zino did not dare to make a sound again. A large group of people stood in the hall in a daze.

After a long time, one of the half-martyrs with a long sword on his back spit out incredible words to break this silence: "The corpse king?"

Uncle Chen of Tianxue Palace sighed, "I'm really blind." After saying that, he stared at Xu Xue's tears beside him. Xu Xue tears saw that Uncle Chen looked at him and couldn't help lowering his head, with dark tears in his eyes.

Because of the two's words, everyone came to their senses, and one of them suddenly shouted, "It's really the king of ten thousand dead bodies!"

The crowd suddenly boiled up like a pot, and everyone was ready to move.

Zino hurriedly opened his arm and stopped in front of Qiao Xiaoxuan and shouted, "Don't touch him!"

When all the people were staring at Qiao Xiaoxuan and the long knife in his hand and were about to grab him first, Zinuo suddenly opened his arms and shouted in front of him, "Don't touch him!"

All the practitioners and monsters looked at her like monsters, and only a few of them had a blasphemy look in their eyes.

Chen Wet and meaningful eyes in Tianxue Palace looked at Ling Feng in Tianshi Mansion. Ling Feng coughed awkwardly and shouted in a low voice, "Zino, what are you doing?"

Zinuo pleaded, "Master, please let Qiao Xiaoxuan go..."

"Shut up! Do you know what you are doing? He is the king of ten thousand corpses! It is the great enemy of the world of cultivation! Come here quickly!" Ling Feng almost roared out the last sentence.

"No..." Zino shook his head hard and said with tears in his eyes, "Master, I beg you, let him go..."

"Are you crazy?" A truant stood up and pointed to Zino and scolded, "As a truant, you have really lost the face of our cultivation world!"

Zinuo wiped away her tears and said back, "Where are you so good?" Who lost the face of the cultivation world when the practitioners are with monsters?

The practitioners present changed their faces and their expressions were a little unnatural, and a few of them even blushed slightly.

The cultivation world and the demon clan regard each other as sworn enemies, just like immortals and demons, light and darkness cannot coexist. They have fought with each other for countless years, during which the two sides have also lost countless elites. The practitioners stand together with the demon clan, which is unprecedented in the history of cultivation. In thousands of years, as long as the practitioners and monsters meet, they will definitely fight to the death, absolutely without exception. But this time, they are exceptions, helpless exceptions. Among the choices of survival and struggle, they chose the former without exception. Nevertheless, they also secretly made a unanimous decision. As long as they can get the treasure and leave this place, these monsters must not let one go. After all, if the world knows that if the practitioners are allied with monsters, they and their teachers will always be scolded. So they unanimously decided that as long as they found treasures and a way out, it would be the moment when these monsters died. As long as they keep their mouths shut, this matter will always be a secret, and they will still return as heroes and be respected.

Although the alliance between practitioners and demons is helpless, it is also a thorn in their hearts. Zino said the embarrassment in their hearts in front of them at this moment, which undoubtedly made this thorn deeper and more painful.

The practitioners couldn't help trembling angrily and pointed to Zino and shouted intermittently, "You...you..."

"What am I? No matter what I do, I'm better than you sanctimonous people.

Ling Feng finally changed color and shouted angrily, "Liu Zinuo!"

"Master, don't you hate monsters the most? Why are you with them? Why?"

"Shut up!"

"I don't..."

"Bang!" With a flower in front of him, Ling Feng came to Zino's side in an instant and slapped him in the face. The crisp sound left five bright red palm prints on Zino's delicate face.

Zino covered his face and looked at Ling Feng in disbelief: "Master... you hit me..." Two lines of tears filled their eyes again: "Since you were a child, you haven't hit me. Now you hit me for that group of monsters..."

"I hit you, you evil beast!" Ling Feng raised his right hand high and was about to fall again towards Zino, who looked at him unyieldingly.

At this time, a monster came out and said, "Master Ling, how can you punish your apprentice? We don't care, but don't bring the word 'animal'."

Ling Feng sneered disdainfully and said, "Beasts are beasts. They are not qualified to talk to me."

The monster stared at Ling Feng coldly and said in a low voice, "Ling Feng, don't think that our demons are afraid of you..."

Chen Shirun motioned to a true man behind him with his eyes. The true man nodded invisibly and interrupted the monster's words: "So what? You monsters are not as good as beasts in the eyes of our practitioners.

"You..." The monster showed fierce eyes and said fiercely, "You are looking for death!"

"Sceng, miso..." The demon clan and the practitioners almost pulled out weapons at the same time, and a strong smell of gunpowder suddenly permeated the huge hall.

The two sides stared and looked completely threatening, but no one took the lead, including the provocators of the incident. Because they all know that the first person to take action will be the worst one to die.

"Enough!" In this tense atmosphere, a whispered monster said, "When did you lose your energy? Look at the corpse king. The knife in his hand must be the baby we are looking for. But looking at his current appearance, he must be resisting the power of the seal. If he breaks the seal and takes the treasure, we don't have to do it ourselves.

The people on both sides turned their eyes to Qiao Xiaoxuan in the red light. Two red beams covered him from the upper and lower sides. Countless strange skeletons flew around him. From time to time, they took a bite on his body, and immediately a few traces of blood burst out of the wound, and then were quickly absorbed by the beam of light. Qiao Xiaoxuan's whole body was already scarred, and a trace of blood splashed out of the wound from time to time.

The blood is dark red, but it is not as red as his eyes.

His eyes are blood-red, including white eyes, and his pupils are all blood-red, which is more red than blood. That is the symbol of the corpse king, and it is also the pupil of the night that changed the color of the world of cultivation, demons and even immortals and demons thousands of years ago: the blood pupil of the corpse king.

And it was based on these eyes that they judged that Qiao Xiaoxuan was the king of ten thousand corpses.

When they saw Qiao Xiaoxuan again, everyone immediately forgot the unhappiness just now and whispered: "What is he doing?"

"It seems to be breaking the power of the seal."

"What are those two pillars of light? And those skeletons..."

"It should be a seal."

"Oh, my God, such a strange seal? It's the first time I've seen such a strange seal for more than a hundred years.

"It's not just you, it's the first time I've seen..."

“......”

"Don't quarrel!" Chen Shirun made a sound to stop everyone from talking: "We must not let the corpse king complete the seal, or we will all die here."

A monster said, "Yes, let's kill him before he completely breaks the seal!"

The practitioners and demons present nodded and echoed when they heard the words.

Zinuo hurriedly stood up and stopped in front of Qiao Xiaoxuan again and shouted, "Don't..."

Ling Feng shouted in a low voice, "Zino, get out of here!"

Zinuo shouted sadly, "Master..."

"Shut up!"

Zino kept sobbing and said in a sad voice, "Master, I have been learning Taoism from you since I was a child. You love me. Zino has never begged the master for anything in his life. I only beg the master now. Please let Qiao Xiaoxuan go.

Ling Feng was hit by his apprentice in front of everyone. An old face has long been hung up and said with a gloomy face, "Zino, I have mentioned to you the horror of the corpse king more than once. Now you still want to help him. Are you going to betray the master?"

Zino shook his head desperately and sobbed, "No, master, I didn't want to betray the master..."

"Then why do you want to stop us from killing demons again and again?" When Ling Feng said "killing demons and eliminating demons", his eyes drifted to the other side of the demon clan intentionally or unintentionally. The monsters hummed gently, showing a dissatisfied look, but no one came out to stop it.

Zino said sadly, "I really didn't betray... Master... I just don't want you to hurt Qiao Xiaoxuan..."

"Zino, you should know that he is a zombie!"

"I know..."

"Since you know, why are you still obsessed?"

"I'm not, I just don't want you to hurt him..."

"Why? Why would you rather contradict your master and protect him? Ling Feng's tone suddenly turned sharp and shouted, "Tell me!"

Zino trembled, looked at Ling Feng with pleading eyes, and sobbed, "I... I don't want him to be hurt, because I fell in love with him..."

"What?" Although Ling Feng and everyone were psychologically prepared, they were still shocked and shouted, "Do you like a zombie? Zino, are you crazy? Do you know what you are talking about?