After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 432: Ascension Hall, a group of corpse puppets are dancing wildly!
In the hall, many ice coffins were neatly arranged.

Some are even stacked layer upon layer, the number is astonishing.

Many of these ice coffins have shown signs of melting, and through the ice coffins, one can even clearly see the frozen human bodies inside.

Among them, a part of the ice coffin had obviously been broken, and the broken ice was everywhere in the hall.

Sun Hongmian's men all looked pale, as if they had seen a ghost.

It was difficult to cause much damage to these people when swords and knives were used, and these people seemed to feel no pain. Although they were unarmed, they were beaten to the point where they had almost no ability to fight back.

"Boom, bang, bang..."

The punches hit flesh and the scene was extremely brutal.

Several of those with weaker strength have already fallen down.

"Granny, save me..."

A middle-aged woman screamed in fear, and then the scimitar in her hand was knocked away by a corpse puppet. Then another corpse puppet attacked from behind and punched her in the back.

There was a bang.

Before her cry for help died down, she was already flying out.

With a thud, he fell to the cold ground and was instantly silent.

When the others saw this scene, they were even more panic-stricken. Some were so scared that they peed their pants and cried, trying to escape.

"Oh!"

But the door was closed by two corpse puppets.

"what?"

The desperate screams came one after another, which was so moving that anyone who heard it would cry.

At this moment, Sun Hongmian was holding a scimitar and was already bloodthirsty.

As the old cave master of the Red Lotus Cave among the thirty-six caves in Raojiang, Sun Hongmian knew what they were facing.

Rising corpse, corpse puppet.

Fighting against her were four corpse puppets.

The levels of these two corpse puppets are obviously stronger. They were probably at least in the spiritual realm when they were alive, and not just ordinary spiritual realm.

Fortunately, they had just resurrected and were not very agile, otherwise, Sun Hongmian would have been torn to pieces out of four people alone.

Their bodies are very strong, and they must have had extraordinary physical cultivation when they were alive. It is difficult for swords and knives to cause much damage to them.

Moreover, the corpse puppets themselves are not afraid of physical damage, let alone mental attacks.

At this moment, Sun Hongmian could only protect herself. Seeing her companions fall one by one, she was anxious and hateful, but helpless.

"Qiao Hongjun, this is all your fault. Why don't you find a way to help us get out?"

Sun Hongmian's eyes turned red and she shouted at the top of her lungs.

She was no longer in any mood to sing.

At the same time, in another corner, Qiao Hongjun was confronting three naked old men.

The faces of the three were as pale as paper, but their eyes were not as lifeless as those of the other corpse puppets. Instead, they were somewhat cold.

This means that the corpse-chasing insects have a deeper control over their bodies, and the level of the corpse-chasing insects in their bodies is probably higher.

The three corpse puppets just confronted Qiao Hongjun, and neither side took action.

Qiao Hongjun looked behind the three corpse puppets. On top of the stacked ice coffins, a woman was sitting cross-legged.

She was shivering with cold, her clothes were torn to shreds, and her exposed skin was covered with bloody scratches.

A trace of cold air was released from the ice coffin under her, causing a thin layer of frost to condense on her body.

There were several silver needles inserted into his forehead, but no one knew what they were for.

Next to her was a small stove. Her right hand was clenched into a fist with a wound on the palm. Bright red blood dripped into the small stove. Long, thin black worms ran out of the stove and quickly drilled into the ice coffins around her.

Qiao Hongjun saw it all and was anxious, but Sun Hongmian's cries fell on deaf ears to him.

"Little girl, stop now, there's still time..."

Qiao Hongjun shouted at the woman on the ice coffin, trying to get her to stop her crazy behavior.

The woman said in a cold voice, "The Mountain-Ganning Association, is it so great? Is it your turn to comment on what I do? Humph, since you are all here, then don't leave. All of you should die here and become my corpse puppets..."

Her voice was trembling, but still fierce.

His eyes fell on Qiao Hongjun. "After this fresh body becomes a corpse puppet, it will surely be able to exert even greater power, right?"

There was madness flashing in her eyes.

Qiao Hongjun's face turned pale. Am I Tang Monk? Why are you trying to take advantage of me?
He took out a thumb-sized transparent bottle, flicked off the cap with his fingers, tilted his neck back, and drank the transparent liquid in the bottle directly.

No more hesitation, just pick up the sword and do it.

He swung his sword directly at a corpse puppet in front of him, but the corpse puppet didn't dodge at all and charged straight towards him.

The remaining two also moved almost at the same time, surrounding and attacking him from three sides.

"Shh..."

The sword energy struck the corpse puppet, leaving a deep scar on its chest.

But the corpse puppet only paused slightly and continued to pounce towards him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Qiao Hongjun swept his sword across, and a sword energy flashed out like a rainbow, stopping the steps of the three corpse puppets. He turned around and ran a few steps, leaped up, stepped on a pillar in the hall, used the force to jump over the three corpse puppets that were rushing towards him, and went straight to the woman sitting on the ice coffin.

"Shh!"

Before the person arrived, a sword energy had already shot out and went straight towards the woman.

These corpse puppets are all controlled by this woman. As long as this woman is killed, everything will naturally end.

He had originally wanted to give this girl a chance. After all, practicing is not easy. But who could have thought that this woman would be so stubborn, she could be said to be crazy.

If he delays any longer, more corpse puppets will break out and the situation he will face will become even more serious.

According to his initial estimate, among the hundreds of ice coffins in the Ascension Hall, there are probably no less than ten people whose strength reached the Creation Realm during their lifetime.

If all the corpses were to rise and be released, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Oh!"

Just as the sword was about to strike the woman, an ice coffin in front of the woman suddenly exploded, and a figure flew out of the coffin.

It suddenly punched out.

"boom!"

The air made a loud bang, and the sword energy was actually dispersed.

The figure rose up directly and punched at the oncoming Qiao Hongjun again.

"Oh!"

Qiao Hongjun rushed forward with a punch.

Fists exchanged.

The collision of terrifying forces seemed to cause ripples in the air.

The two figures flew back.

Qiao Hongjun somersaulted in the air and landed steadily more than ten meters away.

There was a look of shock on his face.

Another one.

This corpse puppet must have been in the realm of creation when it was alive, and it is probably not comparable to ordinary people in the realm of creation.

Although it has just been unsealed and its body is not yet flexible, the combat power it has displayed is already superior to that of the other three corpse puppets.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

……

The sound of ice coffins exploding was endless, and corpse puppets were unsealed one after another. Although their strength was below the Fate Realm, the sound was still chilling.

Crazy, crazy...

Sun Hongmian's face turned pale. "Qiao Hongjun, look at what you have done. If I die here today, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost..."

She was screaming at the top of her lungs, furious.

At this moment, she really hated Qiao Hongjun.

You already know that it is dangerous here, and you have already sent people to stop us, why didn't you let them stop us a little longer? If they had stopped us a little longer, and had been nicer, and said a few soft words, or at worst had asked them to kneel down and beg me, then maybe I would have softened my heart and wouldn't have rushed here to die.

The people she brought with her fell one by one, and the surrounding corpses quickly surrounded her, causing her pressure to increase sharply.

Damn it, bastard!
Amid the verbal abuse, the scimitar in Sun Hongmian's hand gradually lost its power. After all, she was old and had limited physical strength. She was suddenly punched and grabbed by the group of zombies, and looked in a miserable state.

"Ho!"

A corpse puppet suddenly jumped out and knocked the scimitar in her hand away with a punch.

Sun Hongmian lost her mind and was knocked to the ground. Several zombies rushed over, grabbed her hands and feet, and threw her up.

"what!"

It was thrown more than ten meters high and almost hit the roof.

She screamed.

At this moment, she suddenly saw a hole on the roof. Upon closer inspection, she saw a pair of eyes and a familiar face in the hole.

As she was thrown up, she got closer and closer to the face.

At the closest, the distance between them was probably no more than half a foot.

It's him!

Their eyes met and she saw clearly.

It was him, the guy who had scolded her in the Shentong Hall before and let her go.

Damn it, he was actually watching the show and watching us die?
Damn it, if it weren’t for this kid, our group might still be confronting Zhang Zhaoyun and the others in the Shentong Hall.

It was him. He was the one who cheated us.

Damn, damn...

Her old face suddenly became extremely hideous, and her hands grabbed in the air, as if she wanted to grab Chen Yang and drag him to death with her.

Her mouth was moving rapidly, and it was unclear whether she was chanting or cursing.

At that moment, she probably used the most vicious words she had learned in her life on Chen Yang.

"Oh!"

She fell down and landed among the corpses. A group of corpse puppets quickly submerged her.

"hiss……"

On the roof, Chen Yang couldn't help but take a breath.

He never expected this to happen.

He was watching with great interest when suddenly a face appeared. It was old, ugly, full of hatred and ferocity, like a demon crawling out of the eighteen levels of hell.

That face was imprinted in Chen Yang's mind and could not be erased for a long time.

On the other side, Qiao Hongjun fought one against four, and the battle was fierce.

I don't know what kind of drugs he had just taken, but now the effect of the drugs was taking effect and he chopped fiercely.

The sword energy was everywhere in the hall, and he was fighting one against four, but he was not at a disadvantage.

"It's boring."

Chen Yang originally wanted to see the limit of Qiao Hongjun's combat power, but looking at the situation, more and more corpse puppets were unsealed. If he did not take action, this old man would be worn down to death here sooner or later.

He took out two [Insect Repellent Pills], lit them with an open flame, and threw them down from the hole in the roof.

……

rustling...

The anthelmintic pills rolled among the group of zombies, and a large cloud of smoke quickly rose up.

The smoke quickly spread in the hall, enveloping the corpses.

"Ok?"

Qiao Hongjun, who was fighting with the corpse puppet, showed a strange look on his face when he saw the smoke suddenly coming out.

He thought that the woman had done something tricky and was afraid that it might be poisonous, so he held his breath.

"Ok?"

The woman sitting on the sarcophagus also had a strange look on her face. She clearly saw that the source of the smoke was falling from the roof.

I subconsciously looked up at the roof, but because of the angle, I couldn't see anything.

"Plop, plop..."

It was at this time that the corpse puppets shrouded in smoke began to fall down one after another.

The corpse puppet that was so fierce just now is now like cooked noodles.

One, two...

He fell to the ground in a mess.

"what happened?"

The woman was startled and raised the bell in her hand and shook it.

"Ding bell, jingle bell..."

At this moment, her face changed suddenly. She could clearly feel that the connection between her and these corpse puppets had been cut off by some force.

How can it be?

Those were the corpse-chasing insects passed down to her by her master. Many of them had become powerful creatures and had always obeyed her orders, like her own arms. How could they suddenly lose contact with her?
Where does this smoke come from?
While she was stunned, the smoke had quickly spread to every corner of the hall.

Something even more terrifying happened. The four corpse puppets fighting with Qiao Hongjun began to move slowly after being shrouded in smoke.

And it's getting slower and slower.

At the same time, Qiao Hongjun also keenly noticed this, and slashed out with several sword energies, directly chopped the four corpse puppets away.

The four corpse puppets fell to the ground and were unable to get up for a while.

Their bodies were shaking violently, as if they were fighting against some mysterious force.

Qiao Hongjun looked at the scene in astonishment.

But he quickly realized that this should be beneficial to him.

His eyes immediately looked forward.

The woman had already sensed something was wrong and was now running towards the door.

"Humph, where are you running to!"

Qiao Hongjun snorted coldly and chased after him immediately.

Although he didn't know what had happened, he couldn't let such a dangerous person get away.

"Oh!"

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.

But then a man walked in from the door.

It was Chen Yang.

The woman almost ran into him head-on.

Chen Yang raised his leg and kicked him.

"what!"

The woman screamed and was kicked several meters away, falling to Qiao Hongjun's feet.

Qiao Hongjun's eyes turned cold. He grabbed the woman's shoulders and lifted her up.

"Don't kill her yet!"

Chen Yang shouted hurriedly.

This woman is still useful. She may know information about Ding Huanchun. She cannot die before she gets the details.

Qiao Hongjun looked at Chen Yang in astonishment. Did I ever say I wanted to kill her?

This woman was none other than Wang Zhaodi.

At this time, he had been kicked unconscious by Chen Yang.

His hair was disheveled, his clothes were ragged, and his head was full of silver needles. He looked extremely miserable.

"You did this?"

Qiao Hongjun looked around and found that all the corpse puppets had fallen down, including the four that had just fought with him. They did not hold out for long and were now lying in a mess, motionless.

Chen Yang's appearance was too coincidental. It was possible that the strange smoke just now was caused by him.

"what?"

Chen Yang, however, looked confused.

However, his acting skills are really not that good, and Qiao Hongjun looked at him meaningfully.

But he didn't continue to ask.

He threw Wang Zhaodi to Chen Yang, then turned around to check the situation of the four corpse puppets that he had just fought with.

They lay on the ground motionless, without breathing or bleeding, as if they had turned into real corpses again.

"This smoke will kill the corpse-chasing insects. They won't make any noise."

At this time, Chen Yang said something, which gave Qiao Hongjun some reassurance.

Qiao Hongjun looked at him, "Are you sure?"

Chen Yang nodded slightly. "This medicine is specially made. It is specifically targeted at corpse-driving bugs. It has a very strong killing effect. Once the bugs die, these corpses will naturally not be able to rise again."

Qiao Hongjun looked at him deeply.

During this period, he has done a lot of research on Chen Yang's information and also learned a little about Chen Yang's background.

It is not surprising to know that Chen Yang's ancestors are related to Pang Guanglin, the last mountain priest in the Emei area, and that they know some strange and lost secret skills.

Moreover, Huang Daolin, the descendant of Erlang Mountain's Duangong lineage, is also very close to this kid.

The Duangong lineage has the inheritance of Buddhism, Taoism and witchcraft. Especially the witchcraft inheritance, which can be said to be of the same origin as the Raojiang lineage. Therefore, this kid might have learned some secret techniques from Huang Daolin.

The corpse-chasing bugs may be difficult to deal with in their eyes, but they may be nothing in the eyes of others.

Therefore, he did not ask what medicine Chen Yang was using or where it came from.

Because he knew it was useless to ask, the boy would definitely not tell him.

The corpses all over the ground made Qiao Hongjun feel a little overwhelmed.

He rummaged through the pile of corpses and dragged Sun Hongmian out.

It was truly a scourge that had been around for thousands of years. Although the old woman's body was covered with bite marks, she was not dead yet. Her breathing was still regular, she just fainted.

"Cough cough..."

A few choking coughs were heard from the pile of corpses.

Several people crawled up from the ground one after another. They were all supporters of Sun Hongmian.

Chen Yang's face was filled with black lines.

It turns out that many people are pretending to be dead.

These guys are really the best.

"Mother-in-law..."

A few people came over and saw the unconscious Sun Hongmian, but they did not dare to approach.

Qiao Hongjun just standing there put a lot of pressure on them.

Qiao Hongjun stood up and stepped aside with a gloomy face.

Those people hurried over, one of them carried Sun Hongmian on his back, and they went out of the Ascension Hall in groups of three or four, supporting each other.

They pretended to be dead, but they were actually injured, and some of them were seriously injured.

Qiao Hongjun did not stop them from leaving and let them go.

In front of Qiao Hongjun, it was naturally difficult for Chen Yang to stop it.

It's really a miracle that these weirdos didn't all die in this wave.

Chen Yang looked at the densely packed, stacked ice coffins in the hall and asked, "Old Qiao, why are these corpses frozen here?"

"I also want to know."

Qiao Hongjun shook his head, his brows tightly furrowed.

"I see that most of them have very strong bodies. I'm afraid that many of them were at least in the spiritual realm when they were alive. Keeping them around is always a hidden danger..."

Chen Yang licked his lips gently, his eyes eager.

He wanted to ask, could you let me deal with this? There are so many spiritual realm bodies, and even quite a few bodies in the creation realm. If I use them to feed my bone-eating beetles, won’t they take off directly?

(End of this chapter)