Chapter 196

"Can't see it anymore? How can you not see it?" Zhang Yuanqing frowned.

Yunmeng, Xia Shu Zhi Lian, and the others beside him immediately turned serious. They retracted their gazes from the gate of the palace and turned to look at Yin Ji.

"It suddenly disappeared," Yin Ji said in a low voice. Then, she repeated urgently to Hong Ji Ge, "Come back."

Suddenly disappeared? Zhang Yuanqing was startled. There were only two possible reasons for this: one was that the scene Yin Ji saw through her spirit servant was an illusion, which had now been dispelled.

The other was that the boss, the little emperor, possessed the Night Tour skill.

Logically speaking, Yin corpses shouldn't possess active skills, but that little emperor was refined by ancient cultivators using formations, making him completely different from the Night Wanderer's Yin corpse.

He couldn't be judged by the same standard. He had seen similar examples before.

Like Yin Yao Junzhu (Silver Plume Princess).

If it was an Yin corpse that controlled active skills, then it would be difficult to deal with.

On the other side, at the entrance of the palace, Hong Ji Ge, who was holding a backpack and about to install the explosive, heard Yin Ji's call.

Without thinking much, he decisively put away the backpack. But before he could return to his teammates, the corner of his eye suddenly caught sight of a string of wet footprints emerging from the palace, crossing the stone path, arriving at the entrance, and reaching him.

What is that? Hong Ji Ge's pupils constricted. He abandoned thinking and relied on the battle talent of a Fire Master and his sense of danger to react.

He sank his knees and lowered his back, like a sprinter in the ready position.

With a 'chi' sound, crimson flames spurted from his palm, condensing into a flame spear.

The flame at the tip of the spear contracted to a point, emitting a dazzling light.

He gripped the spear shaft, flicked his knees, thrust forward, and stabbed out the flame spear.

"Peng!"

The nearly incandescent spear tip struck something, setting off a dense shower of sparks.

A humanoid outline emerged, that of a boy about 1.3 meters tall, generally blue-black in color. His body and cheeks were covered in blue-black scales, with a pair of eerie white pupils, black lips, and protruding white fangs.

Most horrifyingly, an infant's head grew from his shoulder, eyes closed, as if sleeping soundly, fair and lovely, a stark contrast to the ferocity of the main head.

Droplets of water seeped from the gaps in his scales, flowing down his eyes to the ground, as if he had just been caught in a heavy rain.

It was these water droplets that exposed his tracks, alerting Hong Ji Ge in advance.

The little emperor's white pupils moved, and he looked down at the scorching spear pressed against his chest. He paused, seemingly not understanding how he had been discovered.

"Heh heh!"

The little emperor opened his mouth and let out an angry growl. A large amount of Taiyin (Yin) power gushed from his black lips. Then, he raised his hand and actively grasped the flame spear.

"Chi chi!"

A stream of water gushed from the little emperor's palm, extinguishing the substantial flame spear.

He raised his white pupils and stared coldly at the enemy in front of him, his black claws reaching forward.

Hong Ji Ge's scalp went numb, and the hair on his body stood on end. An intense fear surged from his heart, but it instantly turned into滔 sky-high rage.

"Die!"

He roared with a ferocious expression. Only a loud 'boom' was heard, and endless flames spewed from his body, every pore emitting flames.

The high temperature evaporated the moisture on the little emperor's body, and white mist rose.

Instantly, Hong Ji Ge's aura soared, and he swung his flame-wrapped fist, propelled by the muscles of his spine, striking forward suddenly.

"Bang!"

The ghostly claw and the fist collided, and the flames surrounding Hong Ji Ge's fist suddenly went out. The people behind him clearly saw his right shoulder suddenly crack open, and blood-stained, pale bone fragments broke through the flesh.

An level 84 Fire Demon, using the Berserker skill, was crippled in one blow.

Amidst the chaotic and hurried footsteps, Yin Ji's two Yin corpses arrived in time. The female Yin corpse grabbed Hong Ji Ge's left shoulder and threw him behind her.

The male Yin corpse soared into the air and knocked the little emperor back into the palace with a knee strike.

The female Yin corpse followed closely behind.

Pa! Pa! Pa!

Cracking sounds immediately rang out. The male and female Yin corpses swung their fists, elbows, knees, and legs, unleashing violence on the little emperor.

The two Yin corpses were immensely powerful and possessed superb close combat skills, causing the little emperor to retreat repeatedly, scales exploding and flying.

In contrast, the little emperor had only brute strength and no skill. Every time he roared and launched a counterattack, the male Yin corpse would either dodge or dismantle it, easily defusing the attack.

The bluestone slabs beneath the feet of the three Yin creatures shattered, leaving messy, sunken footprints.

These two Yin corpses had failed to exert their true power at the bottom of the sea. Now, facing a more powerful boss, they were shockingly ferocious.

"Go, everyone, follow me!"

Seeing that the situation was looking good, Xia Hou Aotian grabbed a hand crossbow from his inventory and waved his hand like a valiant general leading the charge, rushing towards the palace.

Except for Yunmeng, who was healing Hong Ji Ge's injuries, the others rushed towards the palace together.

At this moment, the little emperor let out an uncontrollable roar, and the scales on his body suddenly opened.

Instantly, the surrounding air condensed into a thin white mist, and wisps of it drilled into the gaps in the opened scales.

The moist soil quickly hardened, and the lush green weeds withered and turned yellow. The bodies of the male and female Yin corpses suddenly stiffened, and their skin quickly wrinkled, their muscles shriveling.

In just two or three seconds, the moisture in the two Yin corpses was completely stripped away, turning them into mummies.

The little emperor waved his arms angrily, and with a 'peng' sound, the male and female mummies were torn apart, as brittle as deadwood.

Two Yin corpses of extremely high quality were lost in the dungeon just like that.

Seeing this scene, the people who had already arrived at the palace entrance retreated silently.

Xia Hou Aotian ran the fastest.

Zi You Zhi Ying (Eagle of Freedom) escaped back to the original spot at a speed no less than his, looking at the palace entrance with a wary expression, his face panicked:

"A moisture奪者 (Moisture Depriver), it... is a level 6 plague god?!"

Skill. The level 6 Saint realm Plague God has two major killing moves: one is 'moisture deprivation', and the other is germs. Moisture deprivation is especially tyrannical and can only be learned by level 6 Saints.

"Moisture deprivation is a level 6 skill. Aside from Yin Ji, none of us can withstand it. I don't think he's the same as a real level 6 Plague God. He probably only has this one skill, but a boss of this strength is enough to wipe us out."

Xia Hou Aotian was panicking, but he was an experienced Lingjing Xingzhe (Lingjing Walker) after all, and calmly gave a plan:

"My suggestion is to retreat temporarily and formulate a more detailed tactic before challenging him again. If he pursues relentlessly, then we'll fight and retreat."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Shu Zhi Lian's eyes moved, and she observed the changes inside the palace, reminding:

Hearing this, everyone's hearts trembled, and they adjusted their positions to look inside the palace. Sure enough, the figure of the little emperor was gone.

He had used the Night Tour skill again.

Yunmeng decisively pushed Hong Ji Ge away, interrupted the healing, and pressed her palms on the ground.

A ripple of green light spread like a wave, and wherever it passed, tender grass sprouted from the ground, extending all the way to the steps at the entrance of the palace before stopping.

She was very familiar with the characteristics of 'Night Tour' and tried to use the changes in the grass to pinpoint the little emperor's location.

But there was nothing. The tips of the tender green grass stood tall and straight, and the surroundings were quiet.

Zhang Yuanqing and the others looked around vigilantly, paying attention to the changes in the grass, and did not miss the movement in the treetops on both sides.

At this moment, Yunmeng saw a pair of footprints suddenly appear three feet in front of her. The footprints were deeply embedded in the ground, but there were no traces anywhere else.

The owner of the footprints seemed to have teleported in front of her.

Yunmeng quickly reacted. The footprints hadn't appeared out of thin air, but rather the little emperor had jumped straight over from the palace.

He had descended from the sky.

"Peng!"

The piercing sound of a bowstring rang out in response. Xia Hou Aotian shot an arrow towards the front.

The arrow hit something in mid-air, and a 'ding' sound rang out as sparks flew, and the arrow was deflected.

The little emperor, who had been attacked, revealed his figure. At this time, his sharp claws were already stabbing towards Yunmeng. Although Xia Hou Aotian's shot had broken the Night Tour, it could not save Yunmeng.

Yunmeng's eyes blurred, and she saw a black claw stabbing towards her face. The sharp claws were less than three centimeters away from her eyes.

In the next moment, she would die under the claws.

However, Yunmeng's head suddenly tilted back, as if someone had hit her forehead with a stick.

She just managed to avoid the ghost claws. ~~

At the critical moment, the Wood Spirit's agility saved her life.

Then, her center of gravity shifted as she leaned back, and she quickly fell and rolled to the side.

The little emperor, frustrated by the failed sneak attack, roared unwillingly, and the scales on his body flared up, and dense white mist immediately appeared in the surrounding air, seeping into the gaps in the scales.

The grass and trees quickly withered, losing moisture.

Yunmeng's body stiffened as she rolled, and she curled up in pain. Her skin quickly dried up and wrinkled, and her cheeks became sunken. In a few breaths, she aged decades.

This was the wrinkling and dryness caused by moisture loss.

The same situation occurred on Zhang Yuanqing and the others. Zi You Zhi Ying (Eagle of Freedom) and Yin Ji were slightly plumper than the others.

The former was also a Water Ghost and had the ability to control water, which could slow down his own moisture loss. The latter had a high enough level to have some immunity.

Xia Hou Aotian turned to run, but his legs, as thin as bamboo poles, could no longer bear his weight. As soon as he took a step, he fell heavily to the ground, letting out a painful groan.

But he did not despair, because he believed that his teammates would not be so easily killed by the boss.

"Yuanshi Tianzun, cooperate with me!" Yin Ji's chapped lips parted slightly, and she exhaled a long stream of Taiyin (Yin) power, and a dozen spirit servants howled around her.

Then, she closed her eyes and used Spirit Travel.

A beautiful figure in a black dress floated from the top of her head, then opened her mouth and swallowed a dozen spirit servants into her stomach.

Instantly, a black crescent moon appeared on Yin Ji's spirit body's forehead, and misty black light overflowed from her eye sockets, and her fair jade hands protruded black claws.

At this moment, she was like a goddess of the underworld, profound, dark, gloomy, but also noble.

Her spirit body swept across the void, her skirt fluttering, and landed on top of the little emperor's head. Her fair-skinned hands with bird-black fingernails, shaped like claws, suddenly covered the little emperor's head.

The little emperor suddenly froze, and his brutal and ferocious white pupils became dull.

As Yin Ji raised her hand suddenly, a vague-faced, fierce, and violent spirit body was forcibly pulled out of the top of his head.

As soon as this twisted and violent spirit body left the body, it quickly sank, wanting to return to the flesh.

Yin Ji's five fingers, curled into claws, trembled slightly, seemingly unable to sustain it.

Without Yin Ji's reminder, Zhang Yuanqing knew what he should do. While taking out the Subduing Demon Pestle, he shouted:

"Xia Shu, armor break!"

The biggest disadvantage of the Subduing Demon Pestle was that it wasn't sharp, at least in his hands.

Xia Shu Zhi Lian, whose skin was no longer fair and smooth and was covered in wrinkles, endured the discomfort of her body and ran towards the little emperor in military boots. In the process, she grabbed a bright short sword and thrust it forward.

A point of cold light spewed out.

With a 'hou' sound, the swordsman, known for his killing, easily pierced the little emperor's chest.

Xia Shu retreated after drawing his sword. At the same time, Zhang Yuanqing used Star Escape to come to the little emperor and hammered the Subduing Demon Pestle into the sword hole in his chest. Yin Ji let go of her hand, letting its spirit body return to its body.

A round of dazzling golden light lit up.

Golden light gushed out of the little emperor's black lips, nostrils, and pupils. He only had time to let out an angry, unwilling roar before his body fell backward in a cloud of rising black smoke.

"Dead?"

Xia Shu Zhi Lian shook her short sword, the sword body stained with a layer of turbid black liquid, emitting a stench and containing poison.

"It's solved just like that? Haha, it's nothing more than that." Hong Ji Ge licked his chapped lips, beaming with joy. "Great, I can finally go home and drink soup."

The other three teammates were also full of joy.

They didn't expect the Subduing Demon Pestle in Yuanshi Tianzun's hand to be so powerful that even such a terrifying boss couldn't withstand its sharpness.

"Congratulations, everyone, for obtaining the clearance dungeon badge." Zi You Zhi Ying (Eagle of Freedom) whistled.

Zhang Yuanqing frowned secretly, examining the corpse at his feet, and a doubt flashed in his mind:

With the Subduing Demon Pestle's attribute of specializing in restraining Yin objects, the little emperor was 'bound to die', but why didn't he turn into ashes like the mummy in the slaughter dungeon? Also, where is the Xie family's item?

Thinking this, his eyes fell on the charred corpse's shoulder, and he discovered a clue.

The little emperor's corpse was close to carbonized by the burning of the power of the sun, but the infant's head on his right shoulder was intact, still sleeping soundly with its eyes closed, which was illogical.

Unless, this infant's head did not belong to the little emperor.

"Yuanshi."

Xia Shu Zhi Lian called out and pointed to the infant's head with her sword.

If Zhang Yuanqing could find a clue, how could she, as a swordsman, not find it?

Zhang Yuanqing nodded, bent down, and reached out to touch the infant's head.

Just as his fingers were about to touch the infant's cheek, it suddenly opened its eyes, its black and bright eyes pure and innocent, but without spiritual light, staring straight at Zhang Yuanqing.

Zhang Yuanqing was caught off guard and was so frightened that his fingers shook.

"Wah!"

The infant let out a loud cry.

"Wah! Wah! Wah!"

The crying echoed again and again, and a terrible scene occurred. The little emperor, who had been burned into charcoal, squirmed, and the newborn scales propped up the carbonized old scales. The dead white pupils lit up with a ferocious light, and at the charred area on his chest, flesh and blood wriggled, regenerated, and filled the hole.

He was clearly an Yin object without vital signs, but his flesh and blood were dividing and growing like a living person.

"It's resurrected, Lin, it's resurrected" Hong Ji Ge shouted.

"Shut up, I know!" Zhang Yuanqing was both surprised and angry. He raised the Subduing Demon Pestle high, ready to attack.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, so painful that his eyes went black, his calves trembled, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

What's going on? Looking down, he saw that his abdomen was rapidly swelling, bulging high, like a pregnant woman six or seven months pregnant.

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes went black again.

Behind him, muffled groans and screams rang out one after another.

He held his big belly, supported his lower back, and turned his head to look. He saw that his teammates' bellies had all grown bigger.

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"Wah! Wah! Wah!"

Accompanied by the infant's crying, small infant hands sometimes protruded from the surface of those round bellies, and small heads were sometimes imprinted. The infants in the bellies seemed to want to break out.

Hong Ji Ge collapsed on the ground, holding his belly, and shouted, "I'm pregnant?! What's going on?"

"No, this is not the treatment that the protagonist should have!" Xia Hou Aotian lay on his side on the ground, pressing his bulging abdomen, letting out a desperate cry.

Yin Ji, Xia Shu Zhi Lian, Zi You Zhi Ying (Eagle of Freedom), and Yunmeng, four women, were pale and unable to accept the fact that they were pregnant.

Healing and pregnancy are the abilities of the Musician profession. This infant's head is a component of the Xie family's rule-based item Zhang Yuanqing understood the abilities of the Xie family's rule-based item.

But he would rather never understand.

At this time, he saw the little emperor resurrected and stood up straight, his fierce white pupils staring at him.

Without thinking much, Zhang Yuanqing's body immediately turned into a dreamlike starlight and disappeared in place. Then, he staggered and appeared a few meters away.

Star Escape was forcibly interrupted.

Worse things happened Zhang Yuanqing found that he had lost all of the Star Official's skills, and his level had dropped from 4 to 3.

This was also the reason why Star Escape was interrupted.

His power was taken away by the fetus in his abdomen.

As soon as Zhang Yuanqing's figure appeared, the blue-black little emperor couldn't wait to pounce on him. His eyes only had this enemy who had killed him.

Damn it, go kill Xia Hou Aotian, why are you chasing me? Zhang Yuanqing's face changed drastically. His current state was very bad. Not to mention the downgrade, the fetus in his abdomen was still continuously taking power and was accompanied by severe abdominal pain.

Moreover, it was really inconvenient to fight with a big belly.

How can a Level 4 Transcendent fight a Level 6 monster?

There was no doubt that the little emperor could tear him apart in a second, without even needing to use skills.

A sense of crisis exploded in his heart, and Zhang Yuanqing retreated in a panic, but this was only to live a few seconds longer.

Adrenaline soared, and he anxiously pondered a way to survive

At this time, the Blood Rose in the distance attracted his attention.

The beautiful Yin corpse stood in the shade of the tree, waiting in place. Her abdomen was flat and tight and was not affected by the infant's crying. Itself is a dead thing, so it can be immune to crying?

Zhang Yuanqing immediately used Night Tour, hid his figure, and rushed towards the Blood Rose with his big belly

He opened his inventory, took out a pair of black running shoes without logos, and a human skin as thin as cicada wings, and threw them at the Blood Rose.

At the same time, he endured the pain and separated a part of his mental power to communicate with the sea of consciousness imprint and take over the Blood Rose's body.

The perfect human skin was attached to the Blood Rose's face and quickly melted. Suddenly, the Yin corpse with delicate features turned into Zhang Yuanqing's appearance.

'Zhang Yuanqing' kicked off his shoes, put on his sliding shoes, and glanced at the little emperor in the distance. After their eyes met, he turned around and ran.

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"Roar!"

The little emperor turned into a shadow and quickly caught up with the Blood Rose.

Suddenly, the Blood Rose turned around and slid under the little emperor's crotch, and her body presented a translucent state between reality and illusion.

After avoiding the pounce, the Blood Rose quickly got up and ran in another direction. The little emperor turned around and chased her.

— Chasing and escaping, they quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Wah! Wah! Wah!"

The infant's loud crying gradually faded away and was finally inaudible.

Zhang Yuanqing supported a tree with his big belly and gasped for breath.

After the crying disappeared, the fetus in his abdomen seemed to have lost its activity, no longer trying to break out, and began to return its power.

It seems that crying is the root of pregnancy. If you are in the crying for a long time, the fetus will break out. At that time, you may really be downgraded. The rule-based items of the Musician profession are so terrible. Feeling the power gradually returning, Zhang Yuanqing was relieved.

He leaned against the tree trunk and glanced at the condition of his teammates.

Yin Ji supported the tree trunk with one hand and dragged her belly with the other, standing with difficulty. Yunmeng sat cross-legged on the ground, carefully looking at her belly, while Xia Shu Zhi Lian was constantly gesticulating at her bulging belly with her short sword.

"Hey, it doesn't move, I feel the power is back." Hong Ji Ge slapped his belly again and again

Xia Hou Aotian looked autistic, feeling ashamed of being the protagonist and being pregnant with the child of a monster, it was simply a great shame.

It would be great if there was a mobile phone at this time, Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but flash this thought, he quickly cleared his distracting thoughts, and his face was solemn and serious:

"Everyone, the crisis has not been resolved, my Yin corpse can only support up to five minutes."

"The boss's abilities have been figured out, it's time to re-formulate tactics, whether it's a wipeout or clearance, it's up to five minutes later."

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