"I've always heard how amazing this seven-star soul locking array is, but today I want to see if this formation is powerful, or if the bones of the old decay are powerful. Pen %Fun %www.biquge.info" the old man said, closing his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, I saw a lot of changes in his body.

His eyes turned jet black, and even the whites of his eyes turned hollow black, making him look horrible. The corners of his mouth showed two fangs, pointed, like the sharp teeth of a carnivore. His fingers grew long nails, which were pitch black, giving people a sense of coldness.

Seeing this, I was so shocked that I couldn't close my mouth, if I was not mistaken, the old man who had just aged Long Zhong turned into a black-eyed zombie.

Grandpa's notepad recorded that zombies are divided into seven levels from low to high: gray, white, black, yellow, blue, green, and red, and the easiest way to distinguish them is to look at their eyes, and these seven colors are the color of their eyes.

In addition to being surprised, I was still a little excited in my heart, Brother Xiao Ma said that my current situation is a ghost resentment, and I need zombies to wash my seven souls in tears, and a live zombie is in front of me, doesn't it mean that my brother is saved?

Seeing the old man look like this, the long-haired young man said without hesitation: "Do it!" ”

Seven young people, like butterflies wearing flowers, clutched peachwood swords and fought with zombies.

They played very carefully, and I could see that both sides were testing each other's strength.

If this zombie is converted to the level of a ghost, it is the realm of a powerful ghost. Watching so many people fight a black-eyed zombie, I wonder if they're making a fuss? Although black-eyed zombies should not be underestimated, it seems that they have not yet reached the point where they are mobilized.

Not to mention anything else, the master can single-handedly pick up a powerful ghost when he is working hard, and seven Maoshan Taoist priests are still so nervous fighting a black-eyed zombie, which is really surprising.

But soon, the fight in the field subverted my point just now, the zombie stomped his foot violently, and a terrifying black corpse qi suddenly emerged from his body, the black corpse qi centered on the zombie, shooting outward like a whirlwind, and the seven young people took a few steps back, looking a little embarrassed.

However, the panic was only temporary, and the Maoshan Taoist priests were not in vain, they quickly regrouped their formation, brandished their long swords, and fought the black-eyed zombies again.

Looking at their ever-changing and dazzling sword formations, I really knew how hung Brother Xiao Ma was, because each of the seven young men wielded a peachwood sword to stab at the zombie's vital point, and Brother Xiao Ma alone could control seven flying swords with his mental power, compared to these seven buddies who were much, much worse.

But after all, they were seven people, and the advantage of being more powerful was quickly brought into play. After fighting for about three or four minutes, the zombies retreated again and again, and the domineering just now was gone.

The situation in front of us is already very clear, and it is only a matter of time before the zombie is captured or killed by seven people.

The one-sided fight was a little tasteless, and at this time my arm was no longer numb, I walked to Brother Xiaoma and handed him a cigarette: "Brother Xiaoma, light the root?" ”

To my surprise, Brother Xiao Ma ignored me, staring at the battle in the field without blinking, I couldn't help but sigh, Brother Xiao Ma used to be a person from Maoshan, to say that there is no emotion when I see people in the same door, it is fake, I will accompany him to watch it for a while.

"Xiao Luo, look at it." I was smoking alone, and Brother Pony suddenly reminded me.

As soon as his words fell, I saw the long-haired young man's peachwood sword stab into the zombie's back.

Eh, what is there to see, it has long been expected by my brother.

I was slandering in the stomach, but I saw the zombie backhand and slap the long-haired young man away, and the remaining six young people saw this, and raised their swords one after another, stabbing or slashing at the zombie's body.

The zombie roared in the sky and erupted with an astonishing momentum, and the black corpse qi lingering on his body turned from black to yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The yellow corpse qi spread outward like a storm, and the six people flew out upside down as if they had been hit hard, and the powerful attack composed of seven people collapsed in just a moment.

When I saw the zombie's eyes, I froze.

, yellow-eyed zombies!

"Sure enough, I still let him advance." Brother Xiao Ma slammed his mouth and said, as if he had guessed it a long time ago, but his appearance did not mean to interfere.

"Shippo, please!" The long-haired young man was the first to get up from the ground, let out a loud cry, and felt something from the bag around his waist.

The remaining six people also staggered up and took out things from their bodies.

I looked at it and saw that the seven of them were holding seven things, and I had basically seen all seven things, including gossip mirrors, black dog blood, glutinous rice balls, peach wood nails, as well as corpse ropes, Luban rulers and a corpse talisman.

"You dolls are too cunning, don't fight today!" The zombie's eyes narrowed, and after speaking, he jumped up, and actually pulled up more than three meters from the ground, just like those martial arts masters in martial arts dramas, hanging and blowing up the sky.

When the zombie landed, the long-haired young man rolled on the spot, raised his hand, and a red thread abruptly wrapped around the zombie's feet.

"This bundle of corpse rope is also called the ink bucket line, the legend is that it was created by Lu Ban, and it needs to be soaked in cinnabar and black dog blood for seven hundred and forty-nine days, it is a sharp weapon for tying zombies, you are optimistic about Xiao Liuzi's technique, this is my method that Maoshan does not pass on." Brother Pony explained to me.

I nodded and looked into the middle of the field.

I saw that the zombie was tripped and fell, and the long-haired young man saw that he had a successful blow, and rolled several times in a row, and at the same time, the technique kept changing, and the zombie was immediately tied up several times.

The remaining six people were not idle, and the young man who took the gossip mirror bit his middle finger and wrote an edict on the mirror, and after writing, he was going to shine on the zombie's body. Several other people also quickly gathered over, ready to greet the zombie with the things in their hands.

It can be seen that they cooperate very closely and block all the retreats of the zombies.

At the moment when the gossip mirror was about to shine on the zombie, the zombie who was tied up like a dumpling suddenly rushed forward against the ground, directly under the crotch of the young man holding the gossip mirror, and his body stood upright, shining on the young man's neck.

"Ahh The young man wailed, and the gossip mirror fell to the ground with a bang.

The zombie took the opportunity to jump up the tree and dragged the long-haired youth directly into the tree.

The long-haired young man was hit and fell to the ground, and the zombie struggled twice, and the rope that tied the corpse broke inch by inch.

"Dolls, today the old man will send you to see your ancestor for free!" As he spoke, the zombie pounced from the tree with teeth and claws.