Enjoying Murong Yanran's sweet kiss and her warm and soft embrace, Ding Ning was so happy that he narrowed his eyes and thought happily, "It seems that it is not bad to be a child. At least, I can take advantage of a beauty blatantly, and I won't be disgusted."
Murong Yanran held Ding Ning and resisted the discomfort in her heart. She focused her attention on the three huge rabbits again, and her beautiful eyes flashed with worry.
Although rabbits were a very cute animal, when this kind of creature suddenly became dozens or hundreds of times bigger and had a horrible fighting capacity, it was not cute at all, and it would only make people feel scared.
After all, no one knew why the monstrous rabbit appeared here and attacked the three Elders of the Corpse-driven Sect. But no one knew whether it would also attack them after killing these bad guys. How could Murong Yanran not worry about it?
Ding Ning had thought that the battle would end quickly, but he did not expect that the three Elders began to chant in the air at the risk of being seriously injured. Then the ground trembled, and three green-haired corpse puppets broke out of the ground and launched a fierce attack on the three rabbits.
The three rabbits were caught unprepared and had to give up fighting the three Elders and deal with the corpse puppets. The three Elders finally found a chance to land, and with a weak breath, they commanded the corpse puppets to fight while sitting cross-legged in meditation to heal their wounds and rest. They had never encountered such a depressing battle.
"Ah!"
Looking at the three gloomy and horrible corpse puppets, Murong Yanran was so scared that her beautiful face turned pale and she could not help screaming.
The three Elders wanted to heal their wounds and rest, but how could the "Black Masked Man" let them do that? He suddenly rushed forward and fought with the three Elders alone. Even if he could not cause any fatal injuries to them, he could make them have no time to heal their wounds and constantly consume the little spiritual energy they had left.
Ding Ning took advantage of Murong Yanran and commanded the "Black Masked Man" to fight through the spiritual connection. After all, the little ghost's spiritual intelligence was not high, and its fighting style was very monotonous, relying on simple and crude brute force to fight.
Fortunately, the elders of the Corpse-driven Sect were obsessed with refining corpse puppets all year round and did not attach much importance to their own cultivation. In addition, they usually controlled corpse puppets to fight, so their own combat power was trash. Even if they were all strong practitioners of the Sky Martial Arts Realm, their combat experience and skills were not worth mentioning. They were extremely simple and crude, so the "Black Masked Man" did not fall into a disadvantageous position even when he fought against three people alone.
The joints of the three corpse puppets were stiff, and they were controlled by the three elders, so they were unable to display their true strength. They were beaten black and blue by the rabbits, and retreated in defeat. However, these corpse puppets were not living creatures. Even if their bodies were pierced by the rabbits' legs, it did not affect them at all, causing the battle to fall into a stalemate.
Ding Ning frowned slightly. What he had thought would be a simple battle had developed into such a situation. It was beyond his expectations.
Of course, this had something to do with the fact that he did not expect that the three elders would bury three green-haired corpse puppets on the island. This was also a manifestation of his lack of experience in Jianghu. If it were someone with a little common sense in Jianghu, he would definitely know that people of the Corpse-driven Sect would take their corpse puppets with them wherever they went.
There were not only three corpse puppets nearby. The disciples of the Corpse-driven Sect all had their own corpse puppets. Although they were basically the lowest level of white zombies, they were still corpse puppets. Unfortunately, the black masked man attacked so quickly that they did not even have time to summon the corpse puppets buried in the ground before they died.
Seeing their nephew die in front of them, Elder Mu and Elder Ba suddenly felt inexplicably sad and indignant. After exchanging a look, Elder Ba and Elder Miao desperately entangled the black masked man, while Elder Mu took a step back and withdrew from the battle, muttering something.
Six corpse puppets broke out of the ground under his summon. Five white zombies and one red zombie joined the battle, replacing the two elders to besiege the black masked man. At this point, the three elders were free to attack.
Now that things had come to this, the three elders knew that their plan had been exposed and there was no turning back. Fortunately, they had prepared a backup plan before coming here. Otherwise, they would have implicated the sect this time. They could die, but none of the people here could live.
The three elders looked at each other and saw the determination in each other's eyes. Hand in hand, they formed a circle, closed their eyes, and muttered something. The ground began to shake violently.
Ding Ning stared at them intently, wanting to see what tricks they could play. He had no fear in his heart. After all, not to mention that he had not taken action himself, there were still nine rabbit brothers in the space that had not been sent out. This gave him full confidence to see what other tricks the Corpse-driven Sect had.
With a loud bang, the ground suddenly cracked, revealing a black sarcophagus below. The sarcophagus was engraved with mysterious and complicated lines.
A trace of disdain appeared on Ding Ning's small face. He had thought that the Corpse-driven Sect had some powerful tricks, but it turned out to be a corpse puppet after such a long time. There was nothing new at all.
He was very clear that the most powerful golden-haired corpse puppet of the Corpse-driven Sect was the "black masked man" in front of him. At most, these guys could make a black-haired corpse puppet. He had nothing to worry about.
After all, Murong Yanran was a woman. Women were destined to be afraid of these ghosts and monsters. Although she had seen a lot of corpse puppets before, those corpse puppets directly drilled out of the ground with dusty faces. Besides, it was in the daytime, so they did not look so terrible. She was not surprised by the strange things, so she also had a certain immunity to them.
But now, as soon as the sarcophagus appeared, the gloomy ghost energy made her subconsciously feel afraid. She held Ding Ning tightly and began to tremble with a pale face.
Ding Ning sensed the fear in Murong Yanran's heart and could not help feeling a little distressed. He reached out his small hand and caressed her face. "Sister, don't be afraid. I'm here."
"Puff!"
Looking at Ding Ning's serious look as if he was a little adult, Murong Yanran could not help laughing. The fear in her heart was also swept away. Suddenly, she felt a little ashamed. She was still an adult, but she was not as bold as a child. It was so shameful.
Looking at Ding Ning's lovely look, a strong desire to protect him arose spontaneously. She intimately kissed Ding Ning's pink little face and softly comforted him. "Little Ningning, you are so good. I am here. I won't let anyone hurt you!"
Ding Ning's forehead was full of black lines. He could not help but roll his eyes and secretly complained, "Are you kidding me? Are you afraid or am I? You are obviously trembling with fear, but you still want to protect me. Women are really creatures who say one thing and mean another. "
The two only cared about comforting each other there, but they did not notice the strange state of the "black masked man" who was fighting with a group of low-level corpse puppets at this moment. He stood there stupidly looking at the black sarcophagus, letting those low-level corpse puppets attack him.
"Boom!"
The black sarcophagus finally broke out of the ground, but there was no movement!
With a resolute look on their faces, the three elders loosened their hands and fiercely patted their chests. Each of them spat out an arrow of blood and went straight to the sarcophagus.
The blood spattered on the black sarcophagus and flowed along the complicated and mysterious lines, emitting a flickering fluorescent light.
The three elders revealed contorted expressions of pleasure. They continuously hit their chests without stopping, and mouthful after mouthful of blood sprayed onto the stone coffin as if it was free.
"Dong, dong, dong!"
The thing in the sarcophagus seemed to be awakened by the blood and began to hit the lid of the sarcophagus, trying to break out of the sarcophagus and making horrible sounds.
Ding Ning frowned. "This black sarcophagus seems to be not simple. Those lines seem to be a kind of seal, which made him feel a little uneasy. Is it not the black-haired zombie in the sarcophagus?"
Just as he was hesitating about whether to forcefully interrupt the three elders' blood sacrifice, the spiritual connection between him and the little ghost suddenly sent a strong wave of fear. It seemed to be extremely afraid of the unknown creature in the sarcophagus.
"Black Masked Man, hahaha, you think you can be safe and sound after destroying our plan? Then let's die together!"
Elder Ba's breath was weak and his old face was twisted in pain, but he let out a crazy laugh filled with endless pleasure.
"You've ruined our plan. Even if we go to hell, we'll drag you down with us!"
Elder Miao and Elder Mu also stared at the "Black Masked Man" with hatred and roared crazily.
"Dong!" As the lines on the sarcophagus moved faster and faster and brighter, the crashing sound in the sarcophagus became louder and louder. Just as Ding Ning's expression changed dramatically and he was ready to attack regardless of everything, the sarcophagus's lid suddenly flew into the air and then quieted down again. A horrible devouring force came out, and the blood of the three elders formed three lines of blood and was sucked into the sarcophagus.
"Hahahaha … Being able to see the Ghost King come to the world, we can die without regret. Welcome the Ghost King …"
The three elders laughed crazily with tears running down their old faces, but they respectfully knelt on the ground and let the sarcophagus devour their blood. Their bodies began to dry up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their laughter gradually became smaller and smaller until it disappeared!
"Plop!" The three elders' bodies fell to the ground and turned into horrible dry corpses.
"Ah!"
Murong Yanran had never seen such a horrible scene. She was so scared that she let out a high-pitched scream, rolled her eyes, and fainted.
Ding Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry and curled his lips. She said she would protect him, but she fainted first. But this was also good. It would be more convenient for him to escape later.
After taking Murong Yanran into the Water Space, Ding Ning nervously watched the stone coffin that was motionless at the moment, and was ready to escape into the sea at any time. Even though the mermaid was gone, the deep sea was still his home ground with the Tianshui Totem, and he was in an invincible position. Most importantly, the blood in his body was boiling, and he was eager to have a try to take the Ghost King for his own use. Eight ghosts were still missing from the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique. It was not easy for him to meet one, so he had to try anyway.
The low-level Corpse Puppet Sect lost the control of the elders, and one or two of them stood still in a daze. The golden-haired corpse puppet naturally would not fight with these low-level Corpse Puppets. He quietly retreated a few steps and stared at the sarcophagus nervously. The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant!
One minute, two minutes … a whole five minutes passed, and there was still no movement in the sarcophagus, as if there was nothing in it.
This made Ding Ning secretly surprised. This Ghost King really knew how to put on airs. Why did he stay in the sarcophagus and not want to come out?
"Hey, are you a human or a ghost? Come out for a walk. Why are you hiding in the sarcophagus?"
Ding Ning shouted impatiently, but his muscles were tense, and he was ready to fight at any time!
"Who disturbed This King's slumber!?"
With Ding Ning's shout, the sarcophagus suddenly emitted a terrifying aura that made people tremble. A majestic voice sounded in the depths of Ding Ning's mind as if it sounded in the depths of one's soul, making his face suddenly become strange.
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