Chapter 27

Just as the two of them were exerting all their strength to battle the two spirit corpses, the beautiful woman glared hatefully at Shen Lang, who had already moved to the front, but suddenly froze.

In her gaze, the masked man, holding a knife, had already walked to where a pile of corpses lay haphazardly.

He, who had previously seemed to be strolling leisurely in his own backyard, suddenly exuded a powerful aura. The long knife in his hand burst with intense lightning, and he fiercely slashed down at one of the corpses on the ground!

"What is he doing..." the beautiful woman and Uncle Zhou were both stunned.

"Bang!"

The long knife seemed to strike something indestructible, sending sparks flying!

"Roar!"

A heart-stirring roar, like that of an ancient fierce beast, came from the corpse, causing everyone to be greatly alarmed...

At the same time, a huge tail emerged from the ground, lashing out at Shen Lang with the speed of lightning!

The sound of the air exploding made everyone pause for a moment...

Shen Lang, who was not slow, immediately raised his long knife to block the attack. The long tail instantly struck his blade.

"Spit!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Shen Lang was thrown back like a broken kite!

At this moment, the corpse on the ground slowly stood up, with many sharp spines growing out of its body.

"Ji ji ji..." The demonic corpse emitted a strange laugh that hurt the eardrums, its hollow eyes fixed on the beautiful woman and Uncle Zhou!

"Iron Corpse..." The beautiful woman and Uncle Zhou instantly turned pale.

"He must have realized there was a more powerful Iron Corpse behind, and we wronged him..."

Now, everyone finally understood what Shen Lang had said earlier. They really couldn't escape...

They were already in a desperate situation. Even Uncle Zhou's plan was just to buy some time, with no other better solution.

But there was actually a more powerful Iron Corpse hidden behind!

The Iron Corpse was a level higher than the Spirit Corpse!

This Iron Corpse was a character that even ordinary Spirit Martial Realm experts would avoid!

Even Uncle Zhou, who was at the peak of the Qi Martial Realm, was several levels below, and there was a direct gap of one level! How could they fight?

"I was too careless. Am I, Shui Qingwu, going to die in such a place? If I hadn't been so capricious and secretly brought them out without bringing a more powerful expert, they wouldn't have died here with me..."

"And that masked man, his voice doesn't seem too old, and his cultivation is not weak. I didn't expect him to die in such a place for me... and I don't even know his name..."

Shui Qingwu watched as the Iron Corpse began to stagger towards them, feeling a mix of panic and confusion.

But even more shocking, another corpse among the pile suddenly stood up, emitting the same "ji ji ji" laugh!

"Uncle Zhou, use the flying spirit tool to take the young lady away... we..." Cai Yin and the others, who refused to flee, were swaying and speaking weakly.

Just then, a demonic corpse took advantage of Cai Yin's despair and suddenly approached. Its hand, dripping with green poison, with nails as sharp as knives, fiercely grabbed towards Cai Yin.

If his nails scratched her skin, the already poisoned Cai Yin would surely die!

"Cai Yin, dodge quickly!" Shui Qingwu shouted.

Cai Yin was in danger, and the two young men nearby were in no position to help. Shui Qingwu and Uncle Zhou were also unable to break free, and even if they could, it would be too late...

At this moment, a figure suddenly leaped out of the grass, stepping on two trees and flying into the air.

While still in the air, he wielded his long knife, which flashed with lightning, and slashed down!

"Thunder Prison Blade Technique!"

In the dim night, a blinding blade of light appeared, five meters long, and with a flash, it severed the evil hand reaching towards Cai Yin!

Without waiting to land, he used the same blade technique again, slashing twice in the air, clearing the area around Cai Yin and the other two young men.

The demonic corpses near the three were all cut in half by the fierce blade of light!

"It's that young friend, he's not dead!" Uncle Zhou was overjoyed, laughing wildly: "Ha ha ha, friend from the Xuan Dao Sect, thank you! I haven't seen such a young hero in a long time. Today, I will fight alongside you and enjoy the battle!"

"Enjoy the battle? Can you even fight those two behind?" Shen Lang's words made Uncle Zhou want to spit blood.

Uncle Zhou's face turned red, and he forced back the spirit corpse in front of him, urgently asking: "What should we do? Do you have a plan, young friend?"

"Of course!" Shen Lang, who had landed next to Cai Yin and the others, said firmly.

He then turned to the young man in the brocade robe and said: "Do you have any spirit stones? Give me some."

The young man was stunned, but, impressed by Shen Lang's strength, he didn't say anything and handed over a bag of spirit stones.

"This move is so cool..." Shui Qingwu couldn't help but think, almost losing her focus and being injured by a spirit corpse.

The three, who had just escaped a major crisis and were looking at Shen Lang with gratitude, were all confused, not understanding what he was doing.

Was he trying to kill the Iron Corpse with spirit stones?

Was he joking?

If not for Shen Lang saving them, the two young men might have mocked him again.

Only the sound of "thud, thud, thud" could be heard. In the short time he was in the air, Shen Lang had already thrown over ten spirit stones, which embedded themselves in the ground like roots.

As Shen Lang landed, everyone felt the surrounding spiritual energy suddenly become chaotic, and faint ripples appeared in front of them. The two Iron Corpses and two Spirit Corpses began to collide aimlessly, like headless flies!

"An array! He actually knows arrays, and just by throwing a few spirit stones, he trapped the spirit and iron corpses in an illusionary array!" Shui Qingwu and Uncle Zhou were both greatly surprised.

It wasn't too surprising for someone his age to know arrays, but generally, setting up an array took a considerable amount of time. The idea of setting up an illusionary array by simply leaping into the air and throwing a few spirit stones was unheard of!

Setting up and activating an array was a very complicated and troublesome process. Many powerful arrays required multiple people to set up and activate, and even the activation required specialists to control the array points.

"Great!" Uncle Zhou's wings suddenly spread out, and he flew into the air, quickly landing next to Shen Lang.

With a sweep of his giant axe, he knocked away a large number of demonic corpses.

It seemed that the large group of demonic corpses was indeed controlled by the spirit or iron corpses. Once the spirit and iron corpses were trapped in the illusionary array, all the demonic corpses stopped attacking Shui Qingwu and the others, instead wandering around the area, making a mess.

Shui Qingwu, shocked, panted and said: "Thank you, big brother. If not for you, we would probably..."

Shen Lang smiled and said: "Don't be too happy yet... now, let's work together to kill these minions first, and then let the others use the divine travel talismans to escape! My illusionary array can only trap those demonic beasts for about three minutes!"

"Three minutes?" Uncle Zhou was surprised.

But now he trusted Shen Lang completely and nodded without hesitation, joining Shen Lang and Shui Qingwu to kill a large number of demonic corpses.

Once the number of demonic corpses was greatly reduced, Shen Lang, without a word, stuck two divine travel talismans on Cai Yin's and the black-clothed young man's legs, recited a few incantations, and pointed at the talismans on their legs.

"Go!"

Before the two could react, a white light flashed, and they were already racing out of the gap at lightning speed.

"Um, can't we all run together?" The young man in the brocade robe, seeing the demonic corpses closing in again, said, shivering. He thought Shen Lang had left him behind because he had mocked him earlier.

Shui Qingwu quickly walked to the three and said: "No, the spirit corpses are one thing, but the Iron Corpses are very fast. Ordinary divine travel talismans won't be enough to escape them for long. Besides, these demonic corpses are a menace to the world. Since we've discovered them, we should act on behalf of heaven and eliminate them."

"Act on behalf of heaven?" Shen Lang almost fainted.

"I..." Shui Qingwu, seeing Shen Lang staring at her, blushed and said: "I know I'm not strong, but you are. You're so calm, so you must have a way to deal with those demonic corpses, right?"

"Is being calm a crime... I do have a way." Shen Lang slowly took out a giant potion he had just successfully refined.

He then handed it to Uncle Zhou and said: "This is a giant potion. Uncle Zhou, drink it. Once your strength increases, you can directly cut down these spirit and iron corpses. We won't have to fight. I calculated this in advance. Sigh, is this something I owe you from a past life?"

Hearing the last part, Shui Qingwu's face turned red, and she turned away, not daring to look at him.

But after Shen Lang said this, Uncle Zhou became awkward and hesitated to take the giant potion.

"Don't tell me you think it's poison? Fine, drink it or don't. It's your choice!" Shen Lang said, about to put the giant potion away.

"That's not what I mean..." Shui Qingwu bit her lip and said: "Uncle Zhou can't drink the giant potion now."

"Why can't he drink it? He has the highest cultivation here. If he drinks it, killing a few iron corpses won't be too difficult. If he doesn't drink it, tell me how we can escape now? Do you have extra flying spirit tools?"

Shui Qingwu, a bit afraid to look at him, lowered her head and said softly: "Because of my capriciousness, Uncle Zhou took a strength pill two months ago. If he drinks the giant potion now..."

"Strength pill..." Shen Lang finally understood.

The strength pill was similar to the giant potion, both capable of increasing strength in a short time, allowing martial artists to temporarily boost their strength several times and even advance one cultivation level.

However, the strength pill had a weaker effect and more severe side effects.

But the key issue now wasn't the severity of the side effects of the strength pill. It was that martial artists generally couldn't take such pills or potions twice within three months!

If Uncle Zhou, who had taken a strength pill a month ago, now took the giant potion, he might become a complete waste in a few days!

The human martial artists' bodies simply couldn't withstand the repeated damage from such potions in a short time. It was that simple.

"Indeed, man's plans are inferior to heaven's. How unlucky do I have to be to encounter such a situation..." Shen Lang sighed deeply.

"Then... what do we do now?" Shui Qingwu's face turned even redder, looking at Shen Lang timidly.