Zombie World: Helping the World

Chapter 210

Uncle Jiu's eyes were about to burst, "Let go of me! My junior brother is still there!"

Ah Wei shouted anxiously: "Uncle Nine! Master Qin can't do anything, it's useless if you go!"

"It's better to save your strength and find someone to come back for revenge in the future!"

Uncle Jiu couldn't listen to the persuasion, he carefully looked at the figure in the tentacles of Dongluo Tianmo, and he was almost sure that it was Qin Song.

He immediately broke away from Awei who was pulling him, and then ran towards Dongluo Tianmo.

At this time, in Uncle Jiu's urgent eyes, only Qin Song, a contemporary Maoshan Taoist genius who sacrificed his life for righteousness for Qinglong Town, was the only one.

Qin Song seemed to be on the verge of death, when he saw Uncle Jiu, his eyes immediately became anxious. He wanted Uncle Jiu to leave quickly, so that he would not risk his life in vain.

But in the next second, Qin Song almost saw King Yan, so he couldn't open his mouth.

A burst of blue light emerged from Qin Song's forehead, and immediately after, Qin Song's whole body was enveloped by this blue light.

Qin Song only felt the majestic pressure on his body drop suddenly.

Immediately, his internal organs seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and a long-lost air re-entered his lungs, allowing him to regain consciousness temporarily.

Ignoring the severe pain coming from the internal organs, Qin Song forcibly carried the Taoist divine fire, and let the divine fire wrap his whole body, trying to let Dongluo Tianmo's tentacles let go of him.

Unexpectedly, the tentacles of Dongluo Tianmo were covered with scarlet scales, completely fearless of the Taoist fire that Qin Song had just summoned.

And the blue light on Qin Song's body was also flickering, and it seemed that he was going to be unable to hold on.

Qin Song said inwardly that he was not good, and I am afraid that he still has to explain here today.

Even the power left behind by the phantom of the green dragon is still difficult to fight against the Dongluo Tianmo.It's just too powerful.

Its dozens of giant pupils stared at Qin Song fiercely, refusing to let go no matter what.It made up its mind today that it must kill Qin Song.

It's going to explode Qin Songle's like firecrackers.

Not a moment later, the blue light on Qin Song's body completely extinguished after the last dim flicker.

The suffocating pressure just now swept through Qin Song's internal organs again.

This time it was more rapid and intense than before, almost breaking his spine and all the bones in his body.

Qin Song was in severe pain and gritted his teeth to bear it.

At this moment, Uncle Nine had already approached.He really saw that the figure who was pinched in the tentacles of Dong Luo Tianmo, his face was blue and purple, and he was about to die was Qin Song.

"Bastard! Let go of my junior brother!" Jiu Shu held a mahogany sword and rushed forward without hesitation.

"Brother, hurry... go!" Qin Song could no longer utter a sound, and could only make such a mouth shape.

Uncle Jiu couldn't hear it at all, and resolutely stabbed at him with a red peach wood sword.

Dong Luo Tianmo looked at Uncle Jiu who was rushing forward, and there was a humanized banter in his eyes.It looked at Uncle Jiu as if looking at a kitten or puppy.

Dong Luo Tianmo casually stretched out a tentacle, and rolled up Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu had never practiced iron cloth shirt with golden bell cover like Qin Song did, so he was strangled immediately, and his life and death were unknown.

Qin Song's pupils shrank suddenly, and he struggled frantically, but Nai He still couldn't break free.

The pressure on his body gradually increased, so that a darkness enveloped Qin Song's eyes.

Just when Qin Song gradually felt hopeless, a ray of divine voice echoed like the sound of heaven.

"Hey, is there such a big monster here?"

As soon as the words fell, Qin Song saw an incomparable purple light, like a pangu opening the sky, striking towards his forehead.

In the purple light, there is a chilling sword intent.It should look like a sword light.

Brilliant, gorgeous, and extreme, these words can only flash through Qin Song's mind.

Qin Song closed his eyes quietly. If he could die under this purple beam of light, it would be better than dying in the hands of the demon Dongluo Tianmo.

The imaginary feeling of being divided into two did not come, but the relief of the pressure on the body and the feeling of falling.

When Qin Song raised his head again, he saw the terrifying and ferocious skull of Dongluo Tianmo, as well as dozens of eyes and tentacles in a chaotic waving state.

A purple gap spread from the top of its head to the entire body.From the looks of it, Dong Luo Tianmo was split from the head by the purple sword light just now.

Dongluo Heavenly Demon danced frantically and let out a loud roar that shook the sky.

Qin Song could hear the unwillingness, anger, and fear in its roar.

Qin Song fell down and was about to fall in front of Dongluo Tianmo.

In the current state of Dongluo Tianmo's madness, if Qin Song really falls, he will be slapped to death by Dongluo Tianmo's flurry of tentacles if he doesn't make it evenly.

However, Qin Song was unable to summon his mahogany sword to carry him.

All the strength in his body has been exhausted, and even the bones in his body have been damaged to varying degrees.

As he was floating down in the air, he suddenly felt something grab his shoulders.

Qin Song looked up, and saw a figure in a long golden dress and a white chest.

"What are you looking at? Little brother." The woman's voice was neutral, full of magic.

Qin Song opened his mouth, but couldn't speak, his lungs were really squeezed by Dong Luo Tianmo just now, and now it's hard to breathe.

"If you can't speak, don't say it. Want to thank me for a few more years."

"I don't know why Qinglong chose you as a little Taoist priest."

The woman in the golden skirt was like a fairy flying from the sky, grabbing Qin Song's shoulders and flying gracefully.

Bringing Qin Song back to the ground all the way, Qin Song finally regained his breath and glanced at the woman.

She is extremely tall, half a head taller than Qin Song, and she is wearing a golden skirt, which is more like a close-fitting golden armor.Her pupils and hair are golden, like a Persian, looking strange and mysterious.

Her face is like a silver plate, full of aggressive beauty, her eyes are narrow and charming, but the corners of her mouth and face look a bit arrogant.

A little golden line between the eyebrows and the headwear and jewelry that look expensive and extraordinary at first glance reveal her unusual status.

On her back was a slender long purple sword. The sword was taller than a person, and the hilt was inlaid with gemstones of various colors.

Qin Song coughed several times, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then cupped his fists and said to the woman in front of him, "Thank you for saving my life."

Qin Song estimated that the opponent's ability to split Dongluo Tianma with a single sword was at least above the mid-level heavenly level.

If you want to pay back favors or something, I'm afraid I can't make it.

Qin Song didn't say anything about the embarrassing scene where the kindness of a drop of water is reciprocated by a spring. He bowed deeply to the woman in the golden skirt in front of him, expressing his gratitude for the life-saving grace.

He walked towards Dong Luo Tianmo who was still mad.

Uncle Jiu was still clenched in Dongluo Tianmo's tentacles just now, Qin Song wasn't sure if Uncle Jiu was still alive.

If something happens to Uncle Jiu, then Dongluo Tianmo and all the monsters in the world will be buried with him.