Chapter 1999: Divine power (1) Chapter 1999: Divine power (1) what-” song Changqing turned his head when he heard the scream, but he didn't see anything strange.
A damp smell mixed with the rancid smell of corpses entered his nose. It was somewhat similar to the smell he had smelled when he had spent the night in the cemetery while training his courage.
The one who screamed was a man with a towel wrapped around his head. He pointed in a certain direction and was trembling so much that he couldn't even speak clearly.
Song Changqing followed his line of sight and broke out in a cold sweat.
In the direction the man was pointing at, a black shadow had appeared out of nowhere, almost merging with the door.
Before this, the shadow had appeared without any sound. Even the old Daoist and his disciples, who were on high alert, did not notice it.
The shadow was slightly bloated, and its back was facing the master and disciples, so they couldn't see its face clearly.
But from the style of the clothes and the few strands of hair hanging down, he could vaguely guess that it was a woman.
Di ddi da!
As soon as the woman appeared, a large number of water droplets fell from her sleeves and hair onto the floor of the cabin, creating a disturbing sound.
A thick baleful aura spread out in all directions. The wind on the river seemed to be colder than before, making a 'Wu Wu' sound.
The wind was mixed with the faint smell of corpses, which made people's scalps numb.
“M-Mrs. Shen!”
After a long while, song Changqing finally recognized the man from the changed color of the satin clothes.
But a few minutes ago, the old Daoist had lit up the cabin, and he was still looking at Mrs. Shen through the cabin door.
At that time, although Mrs. Shen's face was pale, it was not as swollen as it was now.
In just a few minutes, her body was like a steamed bun that had been fermented again, rapidly expanding several times, almost bursting her clothes.
“Not good!”
Song Changqing quickly thought of the corpse transformation that the old Daoist had mentioned, and then associated it with the smell of the corpse. He quickly realized that something was wrong.
The old Daoist had obviously thought the same as him. Without saying a word, he patted the bottom of the cabin with his palm and his body rose into the air with unusual agility. He rushed in the direction of Mrs. Shen!
“Come in and sit …”
A cold voice came out of her mouth. Her throat was unusually hoarse, as if someone had stuffed a handful of sand in it.
As she spoke, her figure flickered and without a sound, her figure had already appeared at the side of the ship and firmly grabbed a person!
“Ah!”
The young man she had caught was probably one of the people from Shen villa who had boarded the ship earlier. After being caught, he let out a shrill scream as if he had seen the most terrifying scene in the world.
However, as soon as the scream came out, it stopped abruptly.
The old Daoist was a step too slow. By the time he reached Mrs. Shen's back, he could already smell the faint scent of blood.
“Evil creature! You dare to harm people!”
As he shouted, the old Daoist formed a seal with his hands and hit Mrs. Shen's back hard.
Bang!
The spiritual force hit her already swollen body, completely tearing the already torn satin clothes.
A large amount of dark green thick liquid splashed out from the soaked satin clothes, and large lumps of rotten flesh popped out, on which long gray-white hair had already grown!
Other than the soft, rotten skin, the old Daoist could also feel that the bones inside the corpse were like steel.
The power of the Daoist technique hit the corpse, and very quickly, a red palm print was branded on Mrs. Shen's back.
Affected by the pain, Mrs. Shen let out a strange wail. She couldn't care less about the man in her grip and turned her head around.
“Hiss-”
The shock of their eyes meeting was too great. Not only was the old Daoist shocked, but even song Changqing, who had arrived a step later, was also frightened.
Mrs. Shen's appearance had completely changed. Her face was now a greenish-black color, and her eyes were like those of a fish that had been dead for a few days. There was a layer of white film on them, and a thin layer of white hair had grown on her face.
Two extremely sharp fangs protruded from her mouth, and blackish-red blood almost covered her entire face.
A large lump of flesh was still in her mouth, and blood flowed down her chin. However, under the influence of the yin Qi in her body, it quickly solidified at the corner of her mouth.
The Thin man's face had been bitten open, and under the corrosion of the strong corpse Qi, he soon died.
Mrs. Shen's swollen and deformed hands grabbed his shoulders and lifted him up like a little chick.
Chapter end
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