The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

"Oh? Long-faced brother, just talk, why are you lying on the ground? Do you want to touch porcelain?"

Xiao Chen joked with his big teeth.

"puff……"

The tall man spit out another mouthful of old blood. For many years, his layout was ruined. If he didn't get angry on the spot, he was able to bear it.

"I am going to kill you."

The tall man screamed ferociously with blood on his face.

He said that billowing black smoke appeared on his body, and there was an amazing change in his body.

The tall man's body gradually became like a frog. From his legs to his arms, he had a pair of fleshy wings, but his face still looked like a human.

While the fleshy wings were stirring, the wind roared, flying sand and rocks.

Xiao Chen watched the tall man's changes with interest.

Demon? No, there is no evil spirit.

strange? No, there is no spirit of heaven and earth.

Alienation? It should be like this, Xiao Chen speculated about the changes in the tall man.

Non-human, non-monster, non-weird, but with the characteristics of the human race, then there is only one possibility of alienation.

Alienation is a bit unclear and very complicated.

Generally speaking, nature and the relationship between people and things change and distort the nature of human beings.

It is a kind of strange power that human material production and spiritual production and their results become alien powers, which in turn dominate people.

Seeing the change of his companion, the short man took off his mask and hurriedly said: "Do not harm your tongue, don't be reckless."

But after the alienation, the bad tongue seemed to be in a trance, and he could not hear the call of the short man.

"boom!"

The tall man who turned into a frog-like human face, the strong back lifted up fiercely, and leaped high, the speed was so fast that the impact air burst directly.

The tongue leaped high, and the cheeks suddenly bulged, looking really like a large toad.

"puff……"

A mouthful of mucus spewed out of the tongue-damaging mouth, rushing towards Xiao Chen with an incomparable smell of fishy smell.

"Fuck, you spit in a fight!"

Seeing the smelly liquid rushing towards him, Xiao Chen stretched out his right hand calmly.

A deadly shield formed in front of Xiao Chen.

"Oh!" The short man saw his violent companion and couldn't help sighing.

Dark green smoke burst out of his chubby body.

The short man became pitch-black, but he looked like a catfish, except that he had two more legs underneath.

The whole body, the largest is the head, and on the whole head, the largest is the mouth. On his mouth, he spit out three snake cores. These three snake cores are the same thing, but they are as thick as an arm, half a meter long, and pointed at the front. Like a needle.

Xiao Chen was shocked by this ghostly appearance.

"This Nima, even the courageous can be scared to death."

After the alienation, the short man rushed into the midair with a very fast speed.

"boom!"

Two strange things collided in the air, and a shock wave visible to the naked eye spread in the air.

Xiao Chen blocked the stench of mucus with a shield that turned deathly.

Actually discovering that his lifeless anger had been corroded by the smelly mucus, Xiao Chen patted his chest a little frightened.

If this thing is sprayed on a Dragon Gate realm, the bone scum may be melted away!

These alienated things are not easy to evaluate in terms of strength, but they should be in the middle and third realms, and they are still worth seeing.

Xiao Chen looked at the strong shock wave in the air, and some monks Zhang Er couldn't figure out why the two men had started fighting by themselves.

"boom!"

The tongue slammed straight down from the sky, directly smashing the hard ground into a big pit.

The strong frog legs were exposed outside the big hole, stretched out like cramps.

Xiao Chen looked at him and wanted to laugh. This guy was also miserable. First he was half-dead by his own anger, and now he was half-dead by his companion. It is estimated that this half-life is gone.

The short man who had turned into a weird catfish fell from the sky and returned to his human form.

The short man held a fist at Xiao Chen, and said apologetically: "My brothers are so offended. I hope Senior Haihan."

This guy has a lot of eyesight, Xiao Chen waved his hand generously, and said with a smile: "Oh, it's okay, no one can live without mistakes in life."

The short man bowed and thanked.

When Xiao Chen came to the big pit, his tongue had changed back into a human form, and the man drooped his head, his face looked listless.

Xiao Chen touched his chin and asked, "Man, how did you get your long face."

"puff……"

An old blood spurted out of the tongue, and he roared: "Naturally, I'm **** natural, can you stop asking."

"boom!"

Speaking of the evil tongue, he slammed his head against the wall of the pit beside him and fainted when he rolled his eyes.

"Ahem..."

The short man behind him also coughed, his old face flushed.

He really couldn't figure out where this strange flower came from, not only is it a neurosis, but its strength is unfathomable.

"Senior, if that's all right, we'll leave."

Before coming to Xiaodongtian this time, the high priest deliberately instructed that if there was any accident, he would immediately abandon the spirit-calling ceremony.

In fact, when the Soul Eater was annihilated, they could give up the task, but they were really unwilling to do so, so they persisted until now.

Now that Xiao Chen's neurosis has emerged, the soul-calling is completely abolished.

They don't have to stay here anymore.

Xiao Chen looked at the soul-calling formation over there, and asked, "Why did you leave? Hasn't this soul-calling ceremony been completed yet?"

The short man almost rolled his eyes, and couldn't help yelling in his heart, "This ceremony is endless, don't you have any points in your heart?"

Although I thought so in my heart, but still respectfully said: "Um, hehe, it's not necessary anymore, the ceremony stopped halfway through, it's no longer valid."

Xiao Chen looked up. As expected, above the soul-calling formation, the phantom of the bird's head and body was gradually dissipating.

Xiao Chen shook his head: "Although your soul-calling ceremony is good, it still has many flaws. Come and come, this emperor will teach you a trick."

Speaking, Xiao Chen walked to the center of the big formation, picked up a mask and put it on his face.

The short man swallowed his saliva and really didn't understand what was going on with this guy.

I just destroyed the soul-calling ritual, and now I want to continue.

"Senior, this soul-calling ritual has been broken and cannot be continued, and this soul-calling ritual is the highest secret of my witch clan. I am afraid that there is no soul-calling ritual in this world that can stand with it."

The short man didn't want to stay here anymore and said.

Xiao Chen sneered, "The frog at the bottom of the well, your soul-calling ritual can only be said to be on the table."

The short man's face flushed with suffocation, he wanted to stun, but he was afraid of angering Xiao Chen.

But being so despised, it is really uncomfortable not to do anything.

"Okay." The short man ran into the big formation, picked up another mask and put it on his face: "As long as the senior can call upon his soul successfully, I am willing to go through fire and water for senior."