Chapter 137 Secret Exposed

"In addition to shitty luck, I also have tricks."

I saw Yang Ming getting up from the ground with bulging cheeks. Miraculously, the blood line on his neck had long since disappeared, and the wound had recovered as before.

"Sure enough, you won't die so easily." Bai Qi was only slightly surprised, but soon returned to his evil and arrogant state: "This is interesting."

He looked into Yang Ming's mouth and found that the other party was holding a black bead, which was emitting strange fluctuations.

"Oh? A healing device? I want to see how many more times you can heal."

After saying that, Bai Qi was about to take action again, but Yang Ming quickly stopped and said vaguely with beads in his mouth: "Wait a moment, let me smoke a cigarette first."

Later, Yang Ming actually took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

"Huh!" He let out a long breath and looked at Bai Qi, whose face was getting darker and darker, and explained: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean any disrespect to you, it's just that the zombie beads in my mouth smell too bad. I picked it out of the corpse's mouth and pressed it with smoke."

"Death!" Bai Qi roared angrily, and then he suddenly disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Yang Ming and slashed hard with the dark gold dagger in his hand.

Yang Ming was so frightened that he dropped the cigarette in his hand and quickly raised his knife to defend himself.

The two sides were fighting again, but it was obvious that even if Yang Ming was wearing embroidered shoes, he was still slower than Bai Qi, and he was always passively defensive.

Not long after, several wounds appeared on his body again, but those wounds disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Bai Qi frowned: "I don't believe that there are magic weapons without side effects in this world."

He attacked like crazy, but at this time Yang Ming was like an immortal body and could not be killed no matter how hard he slashed.

Bai Qi collapsed for a moment. He couldn't believe that he could not do anything to Yang Ming after being promoted to the third level. This was the power he gained from falling into the darkness.

His state seemed to be very unstable. As soon as he fell into self-doubt, his evil and arrogant temperament was about to dissipate, as if he was about to return to his previous cold and domineering state.

At this moment, Nightmare appeared. He was high on the roof, overlooking everyone.

"Bai Qi, continue attacking. His corpse-suppressing beads can ignore damage, but within five minutes, if he doesn't spit out the corpse-suppressing beads, he will turn into a corpse."

After hearing what Nightmare said, Bai Qi's condition immediately stabilized again, and he smiled evilly: "I see, then..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Ming suddenly took out an old ceramic jar, which contained rancid corpse water.

Tons tons tons......

"vomit!"

"Sure enough, no matter how many times you drink the corpse water produced by this corpse water tank, you can't get used to it. However, it can delay the time of turning into a corpse. You have to drink it even if it tastes bad."

Yang Ming seemed to be deliberately angry with Bai Qi and nightmare, and even explained.

Bai Qi: "..."

nightmare:"......"

"Asshole! How many tricks do you have?!" Bai Qi suddenly felt that he was about to become jealous because he didn't have a single trick.

It's not that he's not strong enough, it's just that after getting to know Yang Ming, he always feels like his luck has been sucked away by him, and he can't encounter any tricks at all.

"Guess?" Yang Ming blinked.

Seeing this scene, not only Bai Qi Mengxiang was speechless, but Fang Xiu was also speechless.

Is this destiny? Others may not have even one trick weapon when they work hard, but Yang Ming directly took out three of them. The key is that they can be used together.

"Damn it!" Bai Qi was furious: "You use three magic weapons at the same time. I want to see when you lose control of your spirit!"

Yang Ming scratched his head in embarrassment: "It's a coincidence that these magic weapons spread strange power at the same time to pollute my mind, but somehow they formed a weak balance and offset it."

Bai Qi: "......"

He was so angry that he didn't say a word and attacked Yang Ming frantically.

Yang Ming was beaten and retreated steadily, but he couldn't be killed. The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, and the life and death battle turned into a war of attrition, depending on who's spirituality would be exhausted first.

But while the two were fighting fiercely, Nightmare targeted Fang Xiu.

Even though most of the power of fear has been weakened, Nightmare still looks like he has a chance to win.

It looked down at Fang Xiu and said, "Fang Xiu, can't you predict the future? Then have you seen your own future?"

"I see you dying in the most miserable way in the future."

"Hahaha..." Nightmare laughed wildly: "It seems that your ability to predict is not very accurate. If you want to rely on Yang Ming to make a comeback, then you are totally wrong. Bai Qi is my best An outstanding work. I spent a lot of energy in the past few days to train him to the third level, and he still lit up 45% of the third level of spirituality!

Spend money? Yang Ming is no match at all! "

"Really?" Fang Xiu smiled coldly, then turned to Bai Qi and said, "Bai Qi, the reason why you lost in the captain's battle was not because you had a bad stomach, but because Yang Ming gave you the poison the first day. Take laxatives.”

Bai Qi, who was in the middle of the battle, froze for an instant, and then his face became furious: "What did you say!? Yang Ming, you despicable villain! I just said how could a second-level spiritual master like me have a bad stomach!"

Bai Qi attacked even more violently, attacking completely regardless of consumption.

Yang Ming was also shocked and angry: "Fang Xiu! You traitor, you promised me not to tell anyone else!!"

Seeing this scene, Nightmare's face suddenly darkened, and he quickly said: "Bai Qi, save your spirit, I won't deliberately anger you."

However, Fang Xiu then said: "There is one more thing. Although you had a hard time clamping during the battle, everyone present was a spirit master and had already smelled the smell."

This sentence was like a nuclear bomb exploding in Bai Qi's heart.

His expression instantly became more exciting than the Sichuan Opera face-changing, with a flash of blue and white. Even from a distance, one could feel the shocking anger coming from Bai Qi.

"Yang! Ming!! I will kill you!"

Bai Qi completely lost his mind, his eyes were red, and veins on his face were bulging. He directly used all his strength to attack Yang Ming, completely forgetting to save spiritual energy and that Yang Ming in his current state could not be killed.

Nightmare was completely dumbfounded when he saw this scene. He could not control Bai Qi's current state at all.

In fact, Bai Qi had not yet been transformed into a ghost slave, because if he became a ghost slave, he would not be able to increase his spiritual energy. Nightmare was reluctant to give up such a good seedling, so he only divided a part of his power into Bai Qi's body to stimulate the other party's negative emotions, thereby leading him to fall.

And this process of degeneration was not completely completed, which was why Bai Qi had not been seen before. But now that Yang Ming and Fang Xiu had come to attack, Meng Yan had to let the half-finished Bai Qi go first.

"Look at what you have done!" Meng Yan glared at Fang Xiu.

"All of you, come on!"

With Meng Yan's order, three figures fell from the sky. They were the three spirit masters and slaves from before.

For a moment, the three second-level spirit masters and slaves formed a triangle and surrounded Fang Xiu.