Netherworld Chapter 134: The Underworld (7)
I turned around and saw Wei Qingcang with his back to us, with a bright light in front of him. The "bang bang" sounds were made by the attacks hitting him.
Gamu stood behind him and looked at us.
Wei Qingcang didn't take the initiative to pursue us...
Just when I was somewhat puzzled and somewhat delighted, I suddenly felt the Taoist's momentum pause. Then, a huge force pushed the Taoist and me back dozens of meters.
The force was incredibly strong, like being hit by a giant dragon. The old Taoist grunted, pulled me to the ground, and then stepped back more than ten steps.
There are not many people in the world who can suppress me like this.
Although my arm was about to be broken by the force, I still managed to raise my head and look for the enemy who attacked us.
It was a tall figure, and in terms of size alone, even Wei Qingcang, who was once a bronze-armored corpse, could not compare to it. However, one of its left arms was broken at the shoulder, which looked very uncoordinated.
Even so, it just stood there, with a force that could rival the world. It was like a giant spirit descending to earth, with a cold face, looking down at us mortals from the top of a mountain.
Bronze armored corpse!
The top-level bronze-armored corpse of the Wei family!
One of his arms was torn off by a ghost, but he still protected the remaining members of the Wei family and escaped. This is the top corpse of the Wei family, and its strength is top-notch in the entire Chinese land. In terms of brute force alone, it is still above the Zhong family and the walking corpse lineage.
When the last five members of the Heavenly Corpse Vein escaped, I thought these top-level corpses and the ordinary disciples were abandoned. Unexpectedly, I saw it again in the underworld.
However, the bronze-armored corpse used the metal and iron to escape, and could travel three miles in an instant. With this extreme speed, almost no one could kill it. The old Taoist's shrinking method was very fast, but it was only for speeding up, not for physical skills.
I think the Qingfu Tian corpse of the Zhong family and the Jinling corpse of the Xingshi vein should have been taken away as well.
It would be truly strange if they were willing to abandon this treasure which was extremely difficult to refine in ancient times.
At the same time, I understood why Wei Qingcang did not chase after the Taoist priest.
A top-level bronze-armored corpse is enough to keep us here.
Back then at Mount Everest, the Taoist priest couldn't fight this bronze-armored corpse, so he asked me to remove the spell after he disappeared into nothingness. Even the Taoist priest couldn't deal with it, so I really don't know if there is anyone in the world who can beat this top-level bronze-armored corpse.
The place where the Taoist priest and I landed was the rear of the group battle. Hundreds of people from the Mogui lineage appeared out of nowhere and now they were all pressing forward, fighting hard with the group of people who unexpectedly poured in.
Most of those who can enter the underworld are descendants of powerful forces. Their methods are profound and no worse than those of the ghost-touching veins. Some are even more powerful than the ghost-touching veins.
Therefore, even if the Mogui Clan had Elder Shen in charge, they still couldn't win quickly. It was even more doubtful whether the Mogui Clan could win without Wei Qingcang.
However, when entering the underworld, all the major forces were dispersed. Not many people entered here by mistake, only less than two hundred.
The method of feeling the ghost veins is to use ghosts to devour people, which is somewhat similar to being haunted by wronged ghosts. In the gloomy environment of the underworld, the sound and light effects of this method are more lethal than the killing power. When many people feel the ghost veins, they once thought that the ghosts of the underworld were resurrected and almost turned around and ran away.
But as the first disciple who touched the ghost's veins was beaten to death, they gradually came to their senses and realized that they were all human beings, not ghost messengers from the underworld.
Wei Qingcang was like a steamroller, leveling the ground wherever he went. With one punch, no one could resist him. However, he seemed to be concerned about Gamu's safety and did not rush into the center of the battlefield to kill people.
Gamu is obviously a tragic character here. When he used Wei Qingcang as a bronze-armored corpse, he still had some combat power. If Wei Qingcang were to be resurrected, he would immediately be in trouble.
I glanced at the battlefield and subconsciously looked to the right, then I noticed that the table was not too far away from us, about four or five meters away.
The top-level bronze-armored corpse fell to the ground without any movement, as if its mission was to suppress the old Taoist here rather than to chase him.
Seeing that he didn't do anything, I breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, the old Taoist suddenly started coughing violently.
I quickly turned around and supported him: Are you okay?
The old Taoist shook his head, covered his chest, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled. After that, he said: I didn't expect this bronze-armored corpse to be hidden underground. I was careless.
Wei Qingcang is so insidious, he actually plotted against us like this! I was a little indignant. Because after the old Taoist was defeated, we had no way out.
He may not be trying to set us up, but just wants to prevent accidents, just like feeling the ghost's pulse, said the old Taoist.
What should we do? How about you block it for a while, and I will chant a spell to help you escape? I suggested.
The old Taoist shook his head: Wei Qingcang is not a fool, he naturally knows the power of your Eight Ropes Curse. When you recite the first word of the Taoist Curse, I am afraid that the bronze-armored corpse will come to kill you. Even if I can stop him, I may not be able to stop Wei Qingcang.
This doesn't work, that doesn't work, am I really going to wait here? I feel a little discouraged.
The Taoist priest didn't answer, but I noticed that he glanced at the undertaker behind the table. I was shocked. Did he want to catch the undertaker?
That's a good idea.
But somehow, I have an inexplicable fear of the undertaker. Because he has always been hidden behind the scenes and never takes action himself. No one knows how powerful he is.
Now he is five meters away from us, but he is as steady as a rock. If he says he has no hidden tricks, I absolutely don’t believe it.
Maybe the Golden Wing Corpse of the Walking Corpse Vein or the Blue Talisman Corpse of the Zhong Family are hiding nearby. If we dare to move, we will face the siege of two or even three top-level corpses.
Even an experienced Taoist may not be able to withstand this kind of attack.
Is it too risky? I asked in a very low voice, afraid of being seen by the undertaker.
The old Taoist still didn't answer. He breathed in and out slowly, constantly adjusting his breathing.
As my breathing gradually calmed down and I was still wondering what hidden tricks the undertaker might have, the old Taoist suddenly soared into the air.
A talisman was completed in an instant, shaped like a fire dragon, pouncing on the top bronze armor corpse with its fangs and claws bared. His body swayed like a swimming dragon, and in the blink of an eye, he had already crossed over to the table , grabbing the corpse's throat with one hand.
The bronze-armored corpse swayed its body, avoiding the Fire Dragon Talisman, and then rushed over at an extremely fast speed. But no matter how fast it was, it couldn't match the old Taoist.
Seeing that the Taoist priest was about to put his hands on the neck of the corpse bearer, my heart suddenly began to beat wildly, it was excitement and joy. If the Taoist priest could really succeed, we could break out of this cage-like hall.
At this moment, the world was quiet.
The fighting not far away paused, the bronze-armored corpse stopped moving, and the old Taoist's figure froze.
I was horrified to see a pair of strange eyes like the bright moon in the dark night open five meters away. At that moment, I seemed to see a tall and majestic man wearing court robes standing behind the corpse bearer. He was like a god or demon, and his whole body exuded an aura that made the whole world tremble.
In his right hand, he held a ruler, which was engraved with intricate patterns and had black energy flowing through it.
With a soft "bang" sound, the ruler was slammed onto the table.
The light in the undertaker's eyes remained the same, and his mouth was open, and he shouted softly: How dare you!
Time flowed again, and Lao Dao's body flew back like a cannonball. A few drops of scarlet liquid fell in the air and dripped onto me.
The Taoist priest was actually injured!
The corpse was just a light cry...
I watched the old Taoist fall to the ground in horror, and while running towards him I looked at the undertaker.
The light in his eyes had faded, and he closed his eyes again. And the god-like figure also disappeared, as if what I saw just now was just an illusion.
But I knew it was not an illusion.
At the moment when the old Taoist was shouted away, a man holding a ruler and with a terrifying momentum really appeared behind the undertaker.
What is it exactly?
Is this the power of the undertaker? He can actually injure an old Taoist priest with just a slight shout. He is comparable to the legendary gods.
Although I don’t know how powerful the so-called immortals are, but two thousand years ago, the most powerful Emperor of Heaven in the world was not an immortal. With this comparison, the power of immortals is beyond words.
The old Taoist fell to the ground in a very embarrassed manner. After he landed, the top-level bronze-armored corpse stopped moving and stood there quietly looking at us.
When I ran over, the old Taoist priest barely stood up with his hands on the ground, and coughed up a mouthful of scarlet blood. He looked at the undertaker with a look of shock on his face. I saw his lips tremble slightly, and a voice came out of his mouth: So, there really is Yama...
