The disciple was stunned for a moment, and before he could turn his head, his pale face suddenly began to twist and deform.
The originally plump cheeks shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then with a muffled sound, his eyes suddenly bulged outwards, and clumps of wildly squirming white threads emerged from the eye sockets and mouth at the same time.
"Fuck!"
Feng Yi was so frightened that his scalp was numb, and he had no time to think, so he instinctively released a burst of Spiritual Power, directly knocking the disciple away.
The disciple smashed on the half-open wooden door of the backyard, and his withered body fell to the ground and twitched wildly. Several disciples nearby were so frightened that their legs became weak, and they all trembled and hid behind Feng Yi.
"This... what the hell is this?" a disciple yelled in horror.
Feng Yi was also in shock. Before he could take a breath, a sticky squirming sound suddenly came from the half-opened ice room door ahead.
Immediately afterwards, a white tentacle that was as thick as an adult's thigh and covered with suction cups protruded from the crack in the door. The tip of the tentacle suddenly pierced the twitching shriveled body on the ground and dragged it back into the door.
The next moment, there was a loud bang, and the door and the walls on both sides were burst open.
Among the flying sawdust and masonry, the corpse originally parked in the ice room was suspended in the air in an extremely weird posture. His abdominal cavity was wide open. The corpse blood Tai Sui living inside had obviously completely merged with the demon pill sent back. The volume had increased several times, bursting the human skin, and turned into a huge white sarcoma. The surface of the sarcoma was pulsating violently, and countless pale hyphae were continuously spurting out.
Feng Yi felt panic and nausea, and felt like the meat skewers he had just eaten were about to be vomited out.
At this time, the broken body in the air suddenly dislocated its jaw and elongated it, spraying large white mycelium towards the heads of Feng Yi.
Feng Yi quickly formed seals with his hands, and a thick cyan wind wall rose up instantly, narrowly blocking the mycelium that had passed over him. He really didn't have any talent in Sword Dao, so he was forced to major in defensive arts by Lin Qingyang back then in the Nine Skies Sect, and now it has become a life-saving skill.
"Why are you still standing there! Run!" Feng Yi shouted at the top of his lungs.
He maintained the wind wall, turned around and took the lead and ran wildly outside. The other disciples finally came to their senses and rolled and crawled to follow.
In the Myriad Spirits Sect, screams suddenly tore apart the tranquility of the evening.
These merchant monks, who usually only know how to calculate abacus and discuss business, have never seen such a battle. They saw their former classmates being sucked into human skin by white silk in a few breaths, and everyone ran away like crazy towards the Myriad Spirits Sect gate.
Feng Yi created a wind curtain to block the mycelium sprayed from behind, and evacuated to the front yard in embarrassment. However, the corpse blood Tai Sui spread too fast, and after sucking several living people, the differentiated mycelium multiplied exponentially.
As soon as he rushed to the front yard, Feng Yi found in despair that there were already several infected disciples with shriveled faces in the yard, like zombies, they pounced on living people.
Feng Yi dodged to avoid an attacking attacker and knocked him away with his backhand. However, the disciple who escaped with him was not so lucky. He was hit in the face by a ball of white silk and immediately fell to the ground, wailing and writhing in pain.
Looking at the tragic situation around him with nowhere to escape, Feng Yi felt despair in his heart, and saw another infected disciple with a mouth full of silk spray rushing toward him.
At this moment, an unparalleled sword energy descended from the sky and struck accurately at the feet of the infected disciple.
A bottomless ravine was cut out of the hard Bluestone Slabs in an instant. Before the infected disciple could move forward even half a minute, what followed was a ball of violent black demonic fire. The demonic fire wrapped around the disciple's body like a poisonous snake, and together with the pale mycelium spurted from his mouth, burned into a black ash in the blink of an eye.
Feng Yi fell to the ground, breathing heavily. He raised his head in the direction of the storm and saw a gorgeous carriage hovering in mid-air above the courtyard wall. Two familiar figures dropped from the sky and landed steadily in front of him.
Seeing who was coming, Feng Yi almost burst into tears. He crawled over and hugged Lin Qingyang's thigh. "Master! You're finally here!"
Before he could finish crying for the second time, his collar suddenly tightened. Cang Mo pulled him down like a chicken, threw him to the side in disgust, then raised his hand and threw out a few demonic fires, lighting all the infected disciples surrounding him.
Su Ruohuan and Su Jingui also got off the carriage at this time.
Seeing the purgatory-like scene in front of him, Su Jingui's eyes went dark. The originally elegant and simple courtyard was filled with burning ruins, and the disciples who used to gather around the golden toad statue to settle accounts were either shriveled corpses or monsters spewing white threads everywhere.
"My Myriad Spirits Sect..." Su Jingui wailed heartbrokenly.
But Zixue Taisui obviously didn't intend to give them the time to mourn the spring and autumn.
The white sarcoma that was almost higher than the eaves noticed the Spiritual Power fluctuations here, and its surface shrank violently. Then with a "bang", a dozen tentacles, thicker than before, violently collapsed the courtyard wall and attacked everyone.
Lin Qingyang With a twist of his wrist, he chopped off the tentacle rushing forward with a horizontal slash, and mycelium spurted out from the fracture, like a giant net covering the sky and the sun.
Su Jingui Seeing this, he quickly formed seals with his hands and held up a huge golden protective shield to isolate the falling hyphae.
"Exit all! Notify the people in town and run away immediately!" Su Jingui shouted with red eyes.
Su Ruohuan and Feng Yi immediately called on the surviving disciples to retreat outside the door, and Su Jingui also followed the others.
Corpse Blood Tai Sui's size increased significantly, crushing the Artificial Mountain corridor along the way, and rushed straight towards Lin Qingyang.
Lin Qingyang was about to gain energy and swing his sword, but Spiritual Power, who had just rioted in the mine, suddenly stagnated, and his chest suddenly felt tight.
Before he could adjust his breathing, a black shadow rushed out from beside him, and his sharp claws shot out several Demonic Qis in the air, shredding the two tentacles that rushed in front of him, and blocked them in front of Lin Qingyangs.
Cang Mo glanced at him worriedly, Lin Qingyang shook his head slightly to show that he was okay, frowned and looked at the zombie Tai Sui who was still getting bigger, and looked at Cang Mo again.
Cang Mo immediately understood, and Demonic Qi swept through his body. He raised his hand and smashed out a piece of black demonic fire, which instantly ignited several main tentacles of Zixue Taisui. Lin Qingyang waved his sword with his backhand, and the sword energy turned into a strong wind. The wind assisted the fire, and the demonic fire surged instantly, swallowing up half of Taisui's huge body.
The mother's body was in pain from the demonic fire, making a manic roar. The entire Myriad Spirits Sect ground trembled, and the white tumor rolled crazily on the ground, and hit the huge golden toad statue in the center of the courtyard.
Immediately, Tai Sui's flesh was seen sliding through the cracks in the Golden Toad's base and quickly burrowing into the statue like a puddle of mud!
Cang Mo frowned, and the Howling Moon black knife appeared in his hand. He pointed his toes, stepped forward, and struck the golden toad with one knife.
The blade was about to smash the statue, but the originally dead golden toad suddenly erupted with a layer of dazzling defensive golden light.
"Buzz--!"
The two forces collided. I don't know what kind of Array the golden toad used to strengthen it, but it actually doubled the force of Cang Mo's thunder blow.
Cang Mo was caught off guard and was thrown backwards by the strange counter-shock force. He forced himself to stabilize his body and landed on the ground, but a wisp of blood spilled out from the corner of his mouth.