The Legend of Mortal Killing Immortals

Chapter 394 Freaks
"Stop talking, I know you are being controlled by this guy, you can't help yourself! Guard your dantian, seal the meridians of your body, and save you after I deal with this guy!" Zhao Wuji said, helping the gangster When he got to the side, he looked coldly at the cloud of black wind constantly spinning in place, and the Liuli Mingzhan was floating up and down in the wind.

"Boss...you have to be careful, he is General Yun Yaoshu, his cultivation has reached the early stage of the golden body, and he is very difficult to deal with!" Hun Hei was worried in his heart, and hurriedly reminded him, but just after he finished speaking, Lianlian spat out a few mouthfuls of black blood, and his already ugly face became even uglier now.

"Okay, stop talking if you feel like it, and do as I say, or you will be hopeless!" Zhao Wou-ki waved his hands.

"Jie Jie, you traitor, it's good that this general didn't take your life, but my plague poison is not something anyone can cure!" The black wind stopped spinning in vain, and stopped slowly. Come down, revealing an extremely ugly image.

This guy looks really ugly, to be honest, Zhao Wou-ki has seen quite a few, no matter if he is a human or a monster, but it is the first time that he looks like this.

A pair of eyes are about to die, the mouth is still crooked, there are small bumps all over the face, there are still pockmarks in the middle of the bumps, and the few beards are also uneven and crooked.His body proportions are also very weird, one shoulder is higher and the other is lower, and it seems that one leg is still a little bit wrong, a bit of a post-poliomyelitis feeling.

"You are the cloud demon mouse? It's really hard for you to grow into this appearance..." Seeing this respectable appearance, Zhao Wuji couldn't help but sighed for some reason.

Zi Ting also frowned, apparently unable to accept it, after all, the appearances of her bird-clan demon cultivators were not bad, and she really didn't find any such deformed species.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to be a human monk. Yes, I haven't tasted human flesh for a long time! A mere human monk in the early stage of baby transformation and a bird clan demon cultivator in the early stage of body training dare to grab the glass cup. I really don’t even know how to write dead characters!” Yun Yaoshu sneered and licked the corners of his mouth. He was a little puzzled as to why the female demon cultivator could only tell that the other party was a bird, but not what kind of bird it was. Woolen cloth?
(End of this chapter)