I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Chapter 177 Bronze Mask from the Western Regions

In mid-air, three boxes exploded at the same time.

The first one is the heavy sword that transformed from a phantom into a solid entity, the Emperor's Sword.

It is also one of the two most powerful weapons in the Central Plains in the hands of the emperor.

However, the size of this Emperor's Sword is almost the same as that of an ordinary heavy sword.

Compared with the twenty-zhang giant sword that Zhao Guizhen evolved that day, it was like an embroidery needle and the Dinghai Shenzhen.

Moreover, the lightning and thunder surrounding the sword were like the glowing butt of a firefly, which was completely incomparable to the five heavenly thunders in the Daming Palace.

The second one was the fish belly that Jin Chan was very familiar with.

But the belly of this fish is also a little different.

Although its shape is similar to the belly of a "ten-fingered" fish, the ten fingers wrapped around the sword are like the chicken feet that drunkards use to eat with their drinks, dry, wrinkled and twisted.

And the color of the fingers was not black, but a burnt brown color as if they had been fried in a frying pan.

Even the sword body did not have any strange traces, but rather a bit funny.

There is no need to guess what is in the last box, it must be the Lanjing Car: Climbing the Stairs.

After a thick white smoke dissipated.

All I saw was a square, black trolley standing on the ground.

The highly corrosive amniotic fluid on the ground couldn't even melt the wheels.

It’s just a little embarrassing that, compared with Xiang Yu’s tower that could reach the sky, Lin Yuxi’s carriage was as big as a baby carriage, and its overall height was less than half a meter.

"The evil spirit shall die!"

Lin Yuxi jumped directly onto the stroller and went up the stairs.

Then, holding the fish belly in his left hand and the Emperor's Sword in his right hand, he rushed towards the tide of corpses.

These three unique weapons from the Central Plains look a bit strange, but their power is not too weak.

Although he is still far inferior to Jin Chan, Zhao Guizhen and Xiang Yu, after rushing into the tide of corpses, he is still as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

The five thunders of the Emperor's Sword, the ten-finger cage in the fish's belly, and the tens of thousands of arrows shot from the tower.

In just a moment, thousands of zombies were killed.

"It's your turn, demon!"

On that cold winter night, although Lin Yuxi was only wearing a thin green dress and was barefoot, she looked so heroic and majestic, as if she had become a different person compared to when Jin Chan first saw her.

"How dare a little girl like you, holding a few half-finished products, be so presumptuous to me?"

"I think you are pretty. You can either come here and be my meat cauldron, or I can catch you and use you as my meat cauldron. You choose one!"

Seeing all his zombies die at the hands of Lin Yuxi, the old Taoist priest was not panicked at all. He even stroked his long beard and spoke dirty words.

"Go find your grandmother to be your meat cauldron!"

Lin Yuxi cursed loudly, then climbed up the stairs and instantly fired thousands of arrows at the old Taoist priest.

Although these arrows are a bit short, their power is no less than that of a 80-jin hunting bow.

Looking at the arrows that covered the sky and were coming towards him like a swarm of bees.

The old Taoist priest showed no sign of panic. He just took out a red candle from his sleeve and gently placed it on the ground.

huh~~~
The old Taoist blew a light breath, and the red candle suddenly became agitated. With a bang, a hundred-meter-high red fire wall appeared.

The arrows shot from the tower were like burning dry grass.

It was melted into molten iron before it even got close to the firewall.

"My Three Flavors of True Fire cannot be compared to your few semi-finished products. Come, be my meat cauldron!"

The old Taoist blew lightly again, and the flames in the sky turned into a huge square cage, trapping Lin Yuxi inside.

If she hadn't been protected by the ten-finger cage, the scorching heat would have burned her red.

The wooden kite on the side could only flutter its wings anxiously, but there was nothing it could do. "Hey, I'll come and accompany you after I'm done with my work!"

After saying that, the old Taoist picked up the candle and walked towards Cheng Jiao.

Although the candle did not go out, its flame became the size of an ordinary flame.

"This Western Region is really weird. Men can actually use this thing to continue their bloodline and talents. No wonder everyone there is a monster!"

After looking at Cheng Jiao, the old Taoist priest bent down and looked at Xiao Yinglou who was still tied by the umbilical cord.

"Yes, yes, this inheritance of national destiny is beyond my expectation. The little brat King Qin is really not simple. He can create these little babies with just a few strands of blood!"

The old Taoist priest didn't expect this either.

The bronze mask from the Western Regions can really make men pregnant and pass on the country's destiny.

And now.

As long as he brings the bronze mask and the one hundred or so small Yinglou back to Yongcheng, and then makes some improvements using his own Taoist methods, Zhao Ji will be able to successfully give birth to a baby boy who will be blessed with great national fortune.

"You are of no value now. Since you are already dead, just return to dust!"

"Let Dao Ye come and give you a ride!"

The old Taoist priest Fu Chen waved his sword lightly and wrapped around the bronze mask on Cheng Jiao's face, and it seemed that he was going to tear it off alive.

However, how could Cheng Jiao let him succeed so easily at this moment?

The tentacles under his chest instantly stabbed towards the old Taoist priest from all directions.

"You're still holding a grudge even though he's dead?"

The old Taoist priest shouted softly.

The Three Flames of True Fire in his hand turned into a flaming blade, easily cutting off the tentacles that were attacking him.

If he wasn't worried about damaging the bronze mask and Xiaoyinglou next to it.

I'm afraid that the flames would have burned Cheng Jiao into charcoal long ago.

"I will never let you bring these children back to Ying Qi!"

After Cheng Jiao finished speaking, he stretched out his hands and firmly grasped the old Taoist's whisk, then swung it vigorously, and with great force, he threw the other party high into the air.

Even if he was dead, he would turn into a monster without the lower body.

But the first thing that Cheng Jiao thought of was not revenge.

But we must not let Ying Qi threaten Ying Lou's throne.

After temporarily breaking free from the old Taoist priest's control, Cheng Jiao leaned over and looked down.

Although the more than one hundred boys around him are exactly the same as his brother Ying Lou when he was a child.

But Cheng Jiao knew that these children had nothing to do with his brother.

Their existence may just be a means for Ying Qi to gain national fortune.

"kill!"

Cheng Jiao first cut the umbilical cord connecting Xiaoyinglou and himself, then closed his eyes unable to bear it and stabbed his tentacles towards their heads fiercely.

But at this moment, each of the small Yinglou has a majestic black water dragon pattern on its body.

Although his body shape is similar to that of a six-year-old boy, his strength is incredibly great.

After seeing that their "father" was actually going to kill them, these little Yinglous all had murderous looks in their eyes.

More than a hundred people rushed towards Cheng Jiao, knocked him to the ground, tore off the tentacles on Cheng Jiao's lower body alive, and bit him with their sharp fangs.

All of a sudden.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the tentacles were torn and bitten like roasted lamb legs.

More than a hundred Xiaoyinglou pressed Cheng Jiao down like jackals, devouring him bite by bite.

(End of this chapter)