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

Yunmeng, Xia Shuzhi Lian, and the others beside him immediately looked grave, withdrawing their gazes from the gate of the palace and turning to look at Yin Ji.

"It suddenly disappeared," Yin Ji said in a low voice, then urgently repeated to Hongjige, "Come back."

Suddenly disappeared, Zhang Yuanqing's heart skipped a beat. There were only two possible reasons for this: one was that the scene Yin Ji saw through the spirit servant was an illusion, which had now been dispelled.

The second was that the boss, the little emperor, possessed the Night Wanderer skill.

In theory, a Yin corpse shouldn't possess active skills, but that little emperor was refined by ancient cultivators using formations, which was completely different from the Night Wanderer's Yin corpse.

He couldn't apply the same theory. He had seen similar examples before.

The Silver Yao Princess.

If it was a Yin corpse controlling an active skill, then it would be difficult to deal with.

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

Without much thought, he decisively put away the backpack. However, 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 slab road, reaching the entrance, and arriving in front of him.

What is that? Hongjige's pupils constricted. He proactively abandoned thinking, relying on the Fire Master's combat talent and sense of danger to respond.

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,凝成a fiery spear.

The flame at the tip of the spear contracted into a single point, bursting with dazzling brilliance.

He gripped the spear shaft, his knees sprung, and he thrust forward,刺出the fiery spear.

"Peng!"

The almost incandescent spear tip struck something,炸起密集fire stars.

A humanoid silhouette appeared, a boy about 13 meters tall, 青黑in color, with 青黑scales covering his body and cheeks, and a pair of 森然可怕white pupils. His lips were乌黑, and 白森森fangs protruded.

Most horrifying of all, an infant's head grew from his shoulder, eyes closed, as if sleeping soundly, 白皙可爱, a stark contrast to the main head's ferocity.

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

It was these water droplets that exposed his tracks, allowing Hongjige to be alert in advance.

The little emperor's 白童moved, he looked down at the burning spear pressed against his chest,愣了一下, seemingly not understanding how he had been discovered.

"Hehe!"

The little emperor opened his mouth, emitting an angry low growl,乌黑lips spewing out a large amount of 太阴之力. Then, he raised his hand and actively grasped the fiery spear.

"Chi chi!"

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

白童lifted, 森然凝视the enemy before him,乌黑利爪reaching forward.

Hongjige's scalp tingled, his hair standing on end. A strong sense of fear surged from his heart, but instantly transformed into滔天怒火.

"Die!"

He roared with a狰狞face. With a loud 'hong' sound, endless flames poured from his body, every pore spewing烈焰.

The high temperature evaporated the moisture on the little emperor's body, 白雾蒸腾.

Instantly, Hongjige's aura surged, doubling. He挥动烈焰缭绕的fist, under the propulsion of the 嵴背muscles, violently attacked forward.

"Peng!"

The ghost claw and fist collided. The flames surrounding Hongjige's fist suddenly extinguished. The people behind him clearly saw his right shoulder裂开, the blood-stained,惨白bone sticking out.

An level 84 Fire Demon, after activating the Berserker skill, was crippled with one strike.

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

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

The female Yin corpse followed closely behind.

Pa! Pa! Pa!

The crisp cracking sound immediately rang out. The male and female Yin corpses wielded their fists, elbows, knees, and legs, unleashing violence on the little emperor.

The two Yin corpses were incredibly strong and possessed superb hand-to-hand combat skills, causing the little emperor to retreat steadily, scales on his body exploding and flying off.

Conversely, the little emperor, with only brute strength and no skill, was always dodged or disarmed by the male *corpse whenever he roared and counterattacked.

The bluestone slabs under the feet of the three Yin objects shattered, leaving behind messy, deeply sunken footprints.

These two Yin corpses failed to发挥their true strength underwater, but now, facing a more powerful boss, they were surprisingly ferocious.

"Go, everyone, follow me."

Seeing the situation was favorable, Xiahou Aotian grabbed a hand crossbow from his inventory, waved his hand, and rushed towards the palace like a vanguard general.

Except for Yunmeng, who was healing Hongjige's injuries, the others rushed towards the palace in groups.

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

Instantly, the surrounding air condensed into a thin white mist,缕缕drilling into the gaps of the opened scales.

The moist earth quickly dried and hardened, the翠绿weeds withered and turned yellow, and the male**corpse's body suddenly stiffened. Their skin quickly wrinkled, and their muscles dried up.

In just two or three seconds, the moisture in the two Yin corpses was completely剥离, turning them into dried corpses.

The little emperor angrily waved his arms, and with a 'peng' sound, the male and female dried corpses fell apart, brittle as枯木.

Two extremely high-quality Yin corpses were lost in the副本just like that.

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

Xiahou Aotian ran the fastest.

The Eagle of Freedom escaped back to the original spot at a speed not inferior to his, looking at the palace gate with a look of dread, and said with a panicked expression:

"Moisture Depriver, it... is a level 6 Plague God?!"

Skill. The Saint Realm Plague God has two major killers: one is 'Moisture Deprivation', and the other is germs. Among them, Moisture Deprivation is especially霸道, and can only be learned by level 6 Saints.

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

Xiahou Aotian was panicking, but he was, after all, an experienced灵境行者. He calmly gave a solution:

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

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Shuzhi Lian's eyes moved,察觉了the changes inside the palace, and reminded:

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 used the Night Wanderer skill again.

Yunmeng decisively pushed Hongjige away, interrupting the treatment, and pressed her palms on the ground.

A ripple of green light spread out, and wherever it passed, 脆嫩小草broke through the soil, extending all the way to the steps at the palace gate before stopping its growth.

She was familiar with the characteristics of 'Night Wanderer' and tried to locate the little emperor's position through the changes in the grass.

However, nothing. The嫩绿grass tips 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 also didn't let go of the movements 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. It wasn't that the footprints appeared out of thin air, but that the little emperor jumped over from the palace.

He had descended from the sky.

"Peng!"

The sharp sound of a bowstring rang out responsively. Xiahou Aotian shot an arrow towards the front side.

The arrow struck something in mid-air, 'ding',溅起火星and was knocked away.

The little emperor, who was attacked, revealed his figure. At this time, his利爪had already stabbed towards Yunmeng. Although Xiahou Aotian's shooting broke the Night Wanderer, it couldn't save Yunmeng.

Yunmeng's vision blurred, and she saw a烏黑利爪stabbing towards her face. The锋利尖锐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 leaned back, as if someone had hit her on the forehead with a stick.

She just happened to avoid the鬼爪.

At the critical moment, the Wood Fairy's flexibility saved her life.

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

The little emperor, whose sneak attack failed, roared unwillingly. The scales all over his body stood up, and a dense white mist immediately appeared in the surrounding air,丝丝缕缕drilling into the gaps in the scales.

The 草木quickly withered, losing moisture.

Yunmeng's body stiffened as she rolled, and she curled up in pain. Her skin quickly dried, wrinkled, and her cheeks hollowed out. In a few breaths, she aged dozens of years.

This was the wrinkles and dryness caused by moisture loss.

The same situation also appeared on Zhang Yuanqing and others. The Eagle of Freedom and Yin Ji were slightly fuller compared to the others.

The former was a Water Ghost, with water-controlling abilities, which could slow down his own moisture loss, and the latter was of high level, with certain immunity.

Xiahou Aotian turned to run, but his枯瘦如竹竿legs could no longer bear the weight. As soon as he took a step, he fell heavily to the ground,发出痛苦的低吟.

But he didn't despair, because he believed his teammates wouldn't be easily defeated by the boss.

"Yuanshi Tianzun, cooperate with me!" Yin Ji's dry lips parted slightly,吐出一口绵长的太阴之力, and more than a dozen灵仆whistled around her.

Then, she closed her eyes and used Astral Projection.

A slender figure in a black dress floated from the top of her head, then opened her mouth and swallowed the more than a dozen灵仆into her belly.

Instantly, a漆黑月牙appeared on Yin Ji's spirit body's forehead, a霧状black light overflowing from her eye sockets, and烏黑利爪protruded from her 白皙玉手.

At this moment, she was like a冥界女神, deep,幽暗,阴沉, yet noble.

Her spirit body掠过the void, the skirt swaying, and landed on top of the little emperor's head. Her skin was 白皙and her fingernails烏黑. Her hand, like a 利爪, suddenly covered the little emperor's head.

The little emperor suddenly froze, his残暴凶恶white pupils呆滞.

As Yin Ji猛raised her hand, a spirit body with a模糊face and a凶狂暴戾appearance was pulled out of the top of his head.

As soon as this扭曲残暴spirit body left the body, it quickly sank, wanting to return to the flesh.

Yin Ji's five fingers屈成爪状trembled slightly, seemingly unable to continue.

Without Yin Ji's reminder, Zhang Yuanqing understood what he should do. He took out the Demon Subduing Pestle while shouting:

"Xia Shu, armor break!"

The biggest weakness of the Demon Subduing Pestle was that it was not锋利, at least in his hands.

Xia Shuzhi Lian, whose skin was no longer白嫩光洁but covered with wrinkles, endured the discomfort and ran towards the little emperor in her military boots. During the process, she grabbed a 雪亮短剑and刺outward.

A点寒芒喷吐.

With a 'hou' sound, the swordsman known for杀伐easily刺穿the little emperor's chest.

Xia Shu retreated after drawing the sword. Almost at the same time, Zhang Yuanqing used Star Shifting to come in front of the little emperor and鑿进the Demon Subduing Pestle into the sword hole in his chest. Yin Ji released her hand, allowing its spirit body to return to the flesh.

A round of 煊赫金光lit up.

The little emperor's乌黑mouth, nostrils, and 双童, spurted金光. He only had time to let out an angry and unwilling roar before his body fell back in a cloud of rising black smoke.

"Dead?"

Xia Shuzhi Lian甩了甩the short sword, the sword body stained with a layer of 污浊black liquid,散发恶臭,蕴含剧毒.

"Solved just like that? Haha, that's all it is." Hongjige licked his dry lips,喜形于色. "Great, finally I can go home and drink soup."

The other three teammates also had faces full of joy.

They didn't expect that the Demon Subduing Pestle in Yuanshi Tianzun's hand was so powerful that even such a可怕boss couldn't withstand its锋芒.

"Congratulations, everyone, for obtaining the通关级副本勋章," The Eagle of Freedom whistled.

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

With the Demon Subduing Pestle's attribute of專克Yin objects, the little emperor was '必死无疑', but why didn't he turn to dust like the dried corpses in the Slaughter副本? Also, where is the Xie family's道具?

Thinking this, his gaze fell on the shoulder of the焦黑corpse, and he discovered a trace of clues.

The little emperor's corpse was approaching carbonization in the burning of the 日之神力. However, the infant head on the right shoulder was完好无损and still sleeping with closed eyes, which was not合理.

Unless, this infant head didn't belong to the little emperor.

"Yuanshi."

Xia Shuzhi Lian called out and pointed at the infant head with her sword.

As a swordsman, how could she not have discovered the clues that Zhang Yuanqing could find?

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

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

Zhang Yuanqing was caught off guard and his fingers trembled.

"Wah!"

The infant let out a loud cry.

"Wah! Wah! Wah!"

The cry echoed again and again. A terrible scene occurred. The little emperor, who had been burned to charcoal, squirmed. The newborn scales撐开the carbonized old skin. The dead寂的white pupils lit up with fierce light. At the焦黑處on his chest, flesh squirmed, regenerating, filling the窟窿.

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

"It's resurrected, Lin, it's resurrected," Hongjige shouted.

"Shut up, I know!" Zhang Yuanqing was both shocked and angry. He raised the Demon Subduing 将 high and was about to attack.

Suddenly, his lower abdomen was in intense pain, so painful that his eyes went dark, 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 dark again.

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

Supporting his lower back with his big belly, he turned his head and saw that his teammates' bellies were all big.

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"Wah! Wah! Wah!"

Along with the infant's cries, an infant's small hand would protrude from the surface of each round belly from time to time, and a small head would be printed from time to time. The baby in the belly seemed to want to burst out.

Hongjige collapsed on the ground, holding his belly, and shouted: "I'm pregnant?! What the hell is going on?"

"No, this is not the treatment that the protagonist should have!" Xiahou Aotian lay on his side on the ground, pressing his隆起belly,发出绝望的叫声.

Yin Ji, Xia Shuzhi Lian, Eagle of Freedom, and Yunmeng, the four women, were pale and couldn't accept the fact that they were pregnant.

Healing, nurturing, these are the abilities of the Musician profession. This infant head is a component of the Xie family's rule-type item. Zhang Yuanqing understood the abilities of the Xie family's rule-type item.

But he would rather never understand.

At this time, he saw the resurrected little emperor, stiffly rising up, and a pair of凶恶的white pupils stared at him.

Without thinking, Zhang Yuanqing's body immediately turned into dreamy starlight and disappeared from the spot. Then, he stumbled and appeared a few meters away.

Star Shifting was forcibly interrupted.

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

This was also the reason why Star Shifting was interrupted.

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

As soon as Zhang Yuanqing's figure appeared, the青黑little emperor rushed over impatiently. His eyes were only on this enemy who had killed him.

Damn it, go kill Xiahou Aotian, why are you chasing me? Zhang Yuanqing's face changed greatly. His current state was very bad. Not only had he been downgraded, but the fetus in his belly was still continuously攫取power, accompanied by severe abdominal pain.

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

How could an Extraordinary 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. Zhang Yuanqing retreated in panic, but this was only to live a few seconds longer.

Adrenaline soared, and he thought anxiously about how to survive.

At this time, the blood rose not far away attracted his attention.

The陰屍 with the exquisitely beautiful face stood in the shade of the tree, on standby, her lower abdomen flat and taut, unaffected by the infant's cries. Because she was already dead, she was immune to the cries?

Zhang Yuanqing immediately used Night Wanderer,隐去his figure, and冲向 the Blood Rose with a big belly.

He opened the inventory, took out a pair of black running shoes with no logo, a sheet of human skin as thin as cicada wings, and甩向 Blood Rose.

At the same time, he endured the pain and separated a part of his spiritual 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. In an instant, this陰屍with the delicate appearance turned into Zhang Yuanqing's appearance.

'Zhang Yuanqing' kicked off his shoes, put on the 滑鏟shoes, first glanced at the little emperor in the distance, and after the two sides exchanged glances, he turned his head and ran.

"Roar!"

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

Suddenly, the Blood Rose turned around, and a 滑鏟slid from under the little emperor's crotch. Her body showed a semi-transparent 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 after her.

One chased, one escaped, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Wah! Wah! Wah!"

The infant's loud cries gradually went away, and finally could not be heard.

Zhang Yuanqing stood with a big belly, leaning against a tree, gasping for breath.

After the crying disappeared, the fetus in his belly seemed to lose its activity, no longer trying to burst out, and began to return power.

It seemed that crying was the root of pregnancy. Being in the crying for a long time would cause the fetus to burst out. At that time, maybe he would really be downgraded. The rule-type item of the Musician profession was so可怕. Feeling the power gradually returning, Zhang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief.

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 on the ground, carefully looking at her belly, while Xia Shuzhi Lian was holding a short sword, constantly gesticulating on her隆起belly.

"Hey, it's not moving, I feel the power is returning." Hongjige slapped his belly again and again.

Xiahou Aotian had a self-defeating look on his face. As the protagonist, it was a disgrace to be pregnant with a monster's child. It was simply a奇恥大辱.

It would be great if there was a cell phone at this time. Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but flash such a thought. He quickly cleared the miscellaneous thoughts and his face became凝重且严肃:

"Everyone, the crisis has not been resolved. My陰屍can only last for five minutes at most."

"We have almost figured out the boss's abilities. It's time to重新制定战术. Whether it's a team wipe or a successful pass depends on what happens in five minutes."

ps: I'll fix the typos after updating.