If He Yingqiu was a little flustered at this moment, then Ma Jiuying was completely dumbfounded.

At this moment, the bitterness on Ma Jiuying's face was almost overflowing.

If the occasion weren't so inappropriate, I would really like to point at my senior's head and yell at him.

What kind of senior brother would betray his junior brother like this?

Forget about the Yin-Yang Corpse; at least we have a solution and the time to resolve it.

but now--

Ma Jiuying really wanted to cry!

When I sensed a faint trace of death energy at the entrance, I rushed in without thinking.

After all, that corpse energy was too weak. One sneeze from me could wipe out a dozen of those evil spirits. Who knew it wasn't that the corpse energy was weak at all?

It's because of their strong control that they can still only emit this tiny bit of corpse aura even though they are already considered corpse immortals.

"Greetings, everyone. I am He Yingqiu from Maoshan. I hope you will be lenient with me."

He Yingqiu bowed, knowing he definitely couldn't win a fight.

However, when He Yingqiu thought about what happened to these people last night, he also felt that he was doomed.

But when he heard that he was a disciple of Maoshan, the change in attitude caught him off guard.

During the half-day he spent recuperating, besides pondering how to deal with the Yin-Yang Corpse, he spent most of his time thinking about why the Vajra Corpse behaved the way it did.

Was he so strong that he scared away the Vajra Corpse?

That's absolutely impossible!

He Yingqiu knew his own limitations. Even in his prime, let alone now that he was crippled, he had no chance of defeating the Corpse Immortal.

It seems that only the name Maoshan has intimidated the other party.

Ma Jiuying rolled her eyes.

Senior brother, what time is it? We're still revealing that we're Taoists. Are we trying to hasten our own demise?

Ma Jiuying rolled her eyes.

Talking about this now is less effective than just grabbing a weapon and fighting desperately; that might offer a sliver of hope.

Do you think I'm afraid of Maoshan?

The Vajra Corpse took a step, and the crisp sound of its high heels on the ground was like a sledgehammer striking the hearts of the two people!

"run!"

Without much hesitation, He Yingqiu and Ma Jiuying tried to flee, but the next moment they froze in place.

Corpse Qi!

The terrifying, boundless aura of death instantly filled the entire building, and the two of them couldn't even sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Their bodies were firmly imprisoned in place.

"You, you don't come any closer! My niece, Ma Xiaoling, is very powerful!"

Ma Jiuying shouted even louder.

That's fucking terrifying!

Compared to this monster, the Yin-Yang Corpse is like a weaned child—what's the point?

"sharp?"

A disdainful glint appeared on the corner of King Kong's mouth.

The Maoshan Sect had already investigated this themselves.

It began to decline sixty years ago, and only a few big cats remain in the entire Maoshan area. As for the major repairs, not a single one is left.

The only truly terrifying one is that one.

But that person is in mainland China, far from the emperor's reach, so how could he possibly come over and deal with me?

"Then I'd like to see just how strong your nephew is?"

The Vajra Corpse slowly sat down in the chair, crossed his legs, and wore a confident expression!

The Maoshan disciples themselves never even considered killing the other party, since there would be no benefit in doing so.

He possessed the body of a Vajra Corpse, making him significantly different from ordinary zombies.

Ordinary zombies drink human blood or drink the blood of Taoist priests to become stronger.

This method, though simple, is the most primitive form of cultivation, not only inefficient but also prone to causing loss of mind.

The Vajra Corpse is different!

Most other zombies are born naturally in places where yin energy gathers, while some are artificially created.

However, the Vajra Corpse was obtained through cultivation and possesses magical power within its body.

Even Taoist techniques can be cultivated.

This also led to a situation where the magical power within King Kong's corpse became extremely yin and evil.

If you want to improve your cultivation, you should either find an extremely yin place and practice Qi cultivation like an ordinary person.

Either go find those ancient, evil demons and monsters, kill them, and devour their cultivation.

Of course, the blood of ordinary people and the cultivation of Taoists can also be useful to oneself, but it requires a lot of time to refine, and sometimes it may even be more expensive than one can make.

Moreover, although we are not afraid of that monster from the inland coming to kill us, who knows if the other party will do such a thing?

Judging from his behavior at Longhu Mountain, it's clear that if he had just beaten up a Maoshan disciple, it probably wouldn't have been a big deal.

But if you target or even kill a Maoshan disciple, you might wake up one day to find yourself struck by lightning and instantly killed.

The reason these two Maoshan disciples are being kept here is simply to teach them a lesson and avenge their humiliation last night.

Just as Ma Jiuying and He Yingqiu were looking distressed, at the foot of the building...

"That stinky Taoist priest's bloody smell?"

The Yin-Yang Corpse walked in the sunlight, looking at the building with a puzzled expression, though at this moment it appeared to be a woman.

She was dressed provocatively and had a seductive appearance.

I've been chasing him all day, and this damn Taoist priest really knows how to hide!

"Once we catch him, we'll suck his brains dry!"

A man's face was exposed on the neck of the Yin-Yang Corpse. If others saw this terrifying scene, they would probably scream in horror.

Fortunately, there was no one around the Yin-Yang Corpse, so even if someone was very good-looking, they wouldn't stare at them intently.

Even if no one sees it, the Yin-Yang Corpse doesn't care.

We can just kill them all.

To be honest, the Yin-Yang Corpse has become a bit arrogant.

Having roamed Hong Kong Island for so long, the Taoist priest himself has killed no fewer than ten of them!

So far, I haven't encountered anyone who can pose a threat to me.

When I was learning black magic in Southeast Asia, the master I killed was also considered a master of black magic.

But every time the Great Xia Dynasty is mentioned, he has a look of lingering fear or even panic.

Even if he were to refine a Yin-Yang Corpse, he would at most only dare to rule as king in Southeast Asia, and would not dare to come to Great Xia in the slightest!

Influenced by him, I was very cautious when I first came to Hong Kong Island to seek revenge.

However, after so much time, the Yin-Yang Corpse realized that the old man was simply too old, and his courage was dwindling.

The Great Xia Dynasty is just so-so~

Once we've taken our revenge, we'll march on the Celestial Master's Mansion in the inland and slaughter all of their old Celestial Masters!

The Yin-Yang Corpse sneered and was about to step into the building when it paused slightly.

Is that the aura of a Taoist priest?!

The Yin-Yang Corpse turned its head to look at the entrance of the building.

There, a man and a woman walked side by side toward the building.

The man was sunny and handsome, but he had an indifferent expression on his face. The woman was dressed fashionably, and even the Yin-Yang Corpse, who was not bad-looking herself, couldn't help but feel a little jealous of her long legs.

"Kill them!"

The male hermaphrodite's voice came from below his abdomen.

By consuming the Taoist's brain marrow, one's own strength will become even greater as a Yin-Yang Corpse!

At that point, no one in the entire Hong Kong Island, or the entire Tai Hwa, will be able to control him!

"Good~"

The female yin-yang corpse licked her lips, then walked towards the two with alluring steps.

Killing a Taoist priest is nothing new; I've done this kind of thing countless times!

Chapter 142 How could someone with a body temperature of 37°C perform such a cruel act?

Hong Kong Island Police Station.

"Oh my, you experts have finally arrived!"

The governor looked at Feng Baobao and Zhang Chulan, his face almost breaking into tears.

He quickly made tea and poured water, his face beaming with joy.

"No way, Bao'er, when did we become experts? All we did was deliver a national spirit stone and ask that person a question, right?" Zhang Chulan tugged at Feng Baobao's sleeve, puzzled.

Originally, I had just arrived at the airport at noon today and brought over the Zhenguo Stone Spirit.

The burden on his shoulders instantly felt much lighter.

I'm an insecure person, especially when I'm in a new place. I just want to go find my older brother as soon as possible!

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