Exorcism Xiaojiaofei: The Beast Blood Lord is a strong pet

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Before Jiang Qingcheng could curse angrily, the demon corpse bared its fangs and gnawed fiercely at her right cheek.

"Ah! Big sister, save me!"

Jiang Qingcheng screamed in pain and struggled desperately, but the demon corpse was too strong, instead of letting go of her, it wrapped her neck tightly and dragged her towards the shadows.

"Sister, save me, save me!"

Hearing Jiang Qingcheng's heart-piercing cry, Jiang Qingjun gritted her teeth, but just when she was about to chase after Jiang Qingcheng, suddenly the same low growls came from all around them.

Ye Qizhu looked around, one by one stiff but ferocious demon corpses came out of the darkness, surrounded them in the middle, stretched out their rotten hands, and the dead gray pupils reflected greed under the light of the fire. cold light.

wrong.

Ye Qizhu frowned tightly.

According to the data found by Beijue, apart from the dead who have not yet been encoffined and those who are ready to be buried, there are only about eight|nine coffins parked in the Temple of the City God. Come on, it is impossible to have dozens of monster corpses in front of her eyes, not to mention, she can tell that some demon corpses have rotted to the bone, they are dead corpses.

"Scared?" Jiang Qingjun glanced contemptuously at the pensive Ye Qizhu, then picked up a corpse-fixing talisman and threw it towards the demon corpse's head.

Ye Qizhu didn't have the heart to argue with her, but looked at the demon corpse that kept approaching with the snoring turbid air in front of him, and held up a corpse-fixing charm: "Seal the corpse and eliminate the evil, all the evil energy will be gone, fix it!"

But just as the one in front of him stopped, a stiff withered hand suddenly stretched out from behind him, and with another backhand, the fingertips of the demon corpse's grasping hook hung on Ye Qizhu's shoulder, almost, the long black fingertips Embedded in her flesh.

Quickly took out the bottle containing Wuhei cinnabar blood, but Ye Qizhu suddenly hesitated for a moment, and just as she was dazed, a demon corpse suddenly rushed up, and suddenly shook his stiff arm violently, only Feeling a flash from the corner of the eye, Ye Qizhu dodged subconsciously, but the five black blood bottle in his hand was accidentally knocked to the ground.

The bottle shattered.

But Ye Qizhu didn't panic, but hurriedly picked up a corpse-fixing talisman to fix the demon corpse that was attacking her, then turned around, wiped the Wuhei blood spilled on the ground with his hand, and another lightly He turned around, pointing the blood stains on his fingers towards the eyebrows of the three frozen demon corpses.

In an instant, the strength entrenched in those demon corpses immediately fled following the eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Looking at the fallen corpse, Ye Qizhu heaved a sigh of relief.

The guards hurriedly took out the mortal talismans prepared in advance, but before they could cast the spell, the clumsy corpses had already rushed to them.

Helpless, they had no choice but to throw away the talisman paper, raised their swords and slashed at the demon corpse.

The blade of the sword pierced into the flesh, and saw the bones and tendons, but the demon corpse was indifferent to such an attack. Not only did it continue to move forward without fear, but it also grabbed the blade that split its own flesh, seemingly lightly. Folded, but the blade was snapped in half abruptly.

Ye Qizhu couldn't help sighing, and quickly turned around and shouted: "Ordinary swords are useless against demon corpses, quickly smear five black cinnabar blood on the blade!"

After finishing speaking, she immediately took out the corpse-fixing talisman she had prepared in advance from her bosom, with a piece of paper tucked between each finger, and threw it at the demon corpses, followed by clasping her hands together, and making seals...

(End of this chapter)