I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 752: All Forms of Sen Luo, Slaughter_1

Chapter 752: Chapter 752: All Forms of Sen Luo, Slaughter_1

"The Dragon King" was also on the verge of collapse, recklessly spraying acidic blood at you!

And in the moment when "The Dragon King" spoke, you, whose body hadn’t fully recovered, suddenly pushed off with your foot, shooting forward like an arrow for over thirty meters, avoiding "The Dragon King’s" second attack.

"Escape? This is my domain, where can you run to?"

You still had your back to the Dragon King; however, at this moment the healing of your body had also ceased, with many areas like the back of your hand, your body, and thighs still exposing blood-red muscular patterns to the air.

With your left arm, which had been cradling Ruan Yuling, now free, you took out two small porcelain vials from your bosom and poured them all into your mouth like eating chocolate beans.

"Who said I was escaping?"

Your voice carried an unprecedented chill, coldness, and gloom.

"You..."

Your body, impacted by its own protective mechanism, had already shut down nerve sensitivity, so now you couldn’t feel any pain, and your neck made a "crack crack" sound as it turned, just like a terminator without its human skin.

You turned very slowly, so slowly that "The Dragon King" felt as though a hundred years had passed.

Yet the moment he saw your eyes, "The Dragon King" was taken aback!

"Sen, Sen, Sen Luo Eye!"

"All Forms of Sen Luo, Seal Heaven."

Faint, very faint, you spoke as if you had been drinking plain water all day, with an empty stomach and no strength at all.

However, at that moment, a black light started to radiate from the Sen Luo Curse Mark within your pupils!

That strange and indescribable sensation made the thousand-year-old "Dragon King" shiver!

Instantly, the backpack that you had thrown far away earlier suddenly exploded open, and countless talisman papers flew out from it!

A backpack filled to the brim, not with mountaineering or camping tools, but with talisman papers!

These talisman papers rapidly gathered above "The Dragon King’s" head. But, unlike usual, they did not shimmer with golden light but quickly formed into tiny black orbs, arranging themselves into the Innate Bagua Formation in a very peculiar manner, a black Innate Bagua Formation!

"Boom!"

An immense oppressive force descended from above, completely pinning the enormous form of "The Dragon King" to the ground, allowing not even the slightest movement!

"Why, why is my divine power continuously vanishing?"

The "Dragon King" looked at you with fear and panic in his eyes.

Meanwhile, you exhibited an indifferent expression; suddenly, the skin on your neck that had bubbled up burst open, scattering flakes of skin into the air, and from the muscles lacking the protection of skin, a nauseating histamine oozed out.

"Sen... Luo... All... Forms, Slaughter."

You spoke the six words very slowly, as slowly as a centenarian easing into the twilight of life.

Then, the black light shining from the Sen Luo Curse Mark in your eyes shot out fiercely from within, piercing into "The Dragon King’s" remaining eye!

"No!"

"No!"

"No!"

Scared now, the being second only to a dragon, "The Dragon King" was experiencing terror from the depths of his soul!

A howl?

A wail?

There were none.

"Dragon King" was just gaping with its huge mouth, yet every inch and every fiber of its immense body was trembling!

First, it was its tail that suddenly whipped from the surface of the lake onto the shore; the seemingly hard scales connected to flesh began to fall off in areas as large as fingernails!

Or rather, they were being sliced off!

By that time, the clouds above had parted, and under the moonlight, a chilling scene was revealed on the body of "Dragon King."

Black threads were spread all over "Dragon King," even inside its mouth, and at this moment, its mouthful of sharp tusks were being sliced off inch by inch, sliver by sliver, by the black threads!

The mouth of "Dragon King" was not bound, and from its incessantly trembling lower jaw, it was not hard to tell that although its huge body was being dissected at a visible rate, why had it not let out a single scream of agony?

Oh—

That’s right, that’s right.

It was because the pain had reached such an extreme level that simple wailing and howling were no longer sufficient to convey the torment on its nerves!!

"Slaughter," this technique, was self-created by you.

At this moment, there was not a shred of pity in your eyes, still as tranquil as water, watching as the "Dragon King," which had existed for a thousand years, was slowly "dissected."

As you saw the body of "Dragon King" dissected to its end, eventually turning into smoke and dispersing within the Array, the corners of your mouth twitched slightly, and then you fell back with your face to the sky.

After lying on the ground for about a dozen seconds, you finally managed to say dryly, "Ouch, that hurts..."

At this moment, the Sen Luo Curse Mark in your eyes gradually dissipated, and your eyes rolled back, turning white.

"Brother Yun, don’t fall asleep, if you do, you’ll never wake up again!"

Ruan Yuling, who was in your arms, felt that your Three Souls and Seven Spirits were showing signs of dispersing and urgently cried out.

"Elder sister, I’m so tired... sleepy..."

"Mu Yun!"

Ruan Yuling quickly jumped from your embrace onto the ground beside you and pushed your body with her tiny fox paws—there was no response.

Then, she opened her mouth and bit hard into your arm!

Still no response!

"This is bad, this is terrible; if this goes on, his Three Souls and Seven Spirits will completely disperse!"

Just as Ruan Yuling was frantically pacing around you, a faint light suddenly emanated from within your embrace, and abruptly, a plastic bowl that looked extremely cheap appeared on your chest, containing a bowl of clear liquid.

"Is this... Grandma Meng Soup!?"

Ruan Yuling could not help but exclaim softly.

If you were conscious at this time, you would certainly find it strange—how did she recognize Grandma Meng Soup?

Ruan Yuling turned her head and glanced at the eight fox tails scattered around, sighed softly, and said, "Enough is enough, it’s all fate, my previous life owed you this debt."

At this time, your clothes had been eroded to the point of riddled with holes, and your delicate little buttocks were exposed before Ruan Yuling, causing a tinge of shyness to surface in the little fox’s eyes as she looked over.

"Little debtor, I was counting on the love gu to take effect to let you take the initiative, but now I have to do it myself."

As she spoke, Ruan Yuling’s only remaining fox tail gave a slight flick, and the eight severed fox tails quickly converged to form a makeshift "nuptial chamber," enveloping both you and her within.

Soon after, an arm as pale and tender as jade extended from the Fox Tail House, holding a plastic bowl, but the Grandma Meng Soup that was in the plastic bowl was long gone.

"This Grandma Meng Soup has now been used by me, so for reviving Zhaor, we’ll just substitute it with Heavenly Fox Tears. Anyway, the effect of the Grandma Meng Soup in gathering souls should not be too different from my Heavenly Fox Tears, it just feels like I’ve given Zhaor a bit of a bargain. In this lifetime, there’s only this one drop."

In the Fox Tail House, Ruan Yuling muttered to herself: "However, I’ve clearly taken the lead, oh Zhao’er, Little Yun, I’m sorry..."

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