Although there are deeper secrets hidden in this jade of doom waiting to be discovered, at least we are not confused, Changsheng decided to wait until Fan Yuanyuan's mess is settled, and let the senior brother meet the fake foreign devil John Zeng.

"Xiaodao Chief, what do you want to do, you can tell me directly." Leaving the Yao Mansion, Fan Yuanyuan looked forward to it.

Yes, it is the expectation, since he knew that Changsheng was actually the junior brother of Mr. Yao of Jinling, he was full of inexplicable confidence in Changsheng, and at the same time, although he used to tell fortunes, deceive people, and calculate some trivial things, but the real supernatural events have not yet been encountered, so he is very similar to seeing it.

Fan Yuanyuan drove the classic car and Changsheng to the villa by the Purple Mountain again, and there was still a small half-pillar of incense time.

The dark and dreary night seemed to be smeared heavily on the sky, and there was not even a glimmer of stars, as if the cold had blocked the light, and the night fog hit, adding a bit of biting coldness.

"Long ...... Immortal Little Daoist, you can talk about that fan for a while...... Does Fan Mazi really cheat corpses? Fan Yuanyuan looked at Changsheng with a nervous expression, and faintly regretted it in his heart.

"Definitely, that corpse has accumulated enough resentment and evil qi, and when the yin qi is the strongest, it will cheat the corpse." As he spoke, Changsheng handed a bottle to Fan Yuanyuan.

"The bloody demon contained in this can prevent the corpse qi and resentment from entering the body, and it can also be used to deal a fatal blow to the fighting corpse, you must put it away." Changsheng explained in a low voice.

Fan Yuanyuan clenched it tightly like a baby, this is a life-saving talisman.

At this time, Changsheng, who was wearing a green robe, only felt an inexplicable cool breeze drilling into his body, making him shudder uncontrollably, and said to himself: "It's here, it looks like it's coming......" Hearing Changsheng muttering like this, I suddenly felt a little nervous now, after all, it was the first time to face the legendary fighting corpse.

Fan Yuanyuan stared at the coffin nervously, eager to hide far away, when suddenly a stench overflowed from the coffin, and he couldn't help but subconsciously cover his nose.

"Fan Yuanyuan, close the door, paste the symbol." Changsheng locked the door casually, and Fan Yuanyuan on the side held a yellow paper talisman and immediately pasted the door full of it according to Changsheng's previous deployment in the car.

"This anti-lock door, there is no place to escape, this time with Fan Mazi is only immortal, Lao Tzu was not afraid of you when he was alive, now that you are dead, I am still afraid of your grandmother......" Fan Yuanyuan thought viciously while sticking to the talisman, kept cheering himself up, and his mood gradually relaxed.

As soon as Qiē was ready, Changsheng and Fan Yuanyuan stared at the coffin in a daze, so next, Fan Mazi's body should stand upright from the coffin, right?

"Quack......" A few owls chirped outside the room, adding a touch of horror and ominous atmosphere, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the coffin.

"Little Breaker, why don't we take the initiative?" I carefully built yì road.

"Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law, all evils are cleared, and the anger is gone." Changsheng suddenly threw out a stack of yellow talismans, and saw that those yellow talismans were about to fall on the coffin one after another.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the coffin suddenly burst open, and Changsheng saw the corpse of Fan Mazi, who had a miserable green face, standing upright with a bang.

Fan Yuanyuan saw that the situation was not good, and immediately retreated.

"Tie him up with a rope!" Changsheng let out a loud cry and immediately took out a lot of things from his bag.

Fan Yuanyuan stiffened his head, gritted his teeth and immediately rushed up with a rope to trap the corpse, he used his strength to tie up the corpse several times, but Changsheng knew that it would not take a while to break free.

"Roar! Roar! The fighting corpse was stunned for a few minutes, and then began to move, his strength was great, and the rope was pulled vigorously and squeaked.

"It's not good, the rope is going to break, Fan Yuanyuan, you quickly retreat behind you." Changsheng yelled at Fan Yuanyuan, and it seemed that he had to fight hard.

If that fighting corpse is allowed to eat the flesh and blood of a living person, its strength will become stronger and stronger, and there will be no way for immortals to deal with it.

"Brute, don't you look for death!" Changsheng saw that the fighting corpse broke the rope with a bang and rushed towards him, so he shouted loudly and took the initiative to meet it. Of course, I didn't show weakness, floating out of the immortal body, but I am also a female ghost at the level of a white shirt, how could I be afraid of this freshly baked fighting corpse.

Changsheng was superb, and the cold light of the Qilin dagger flashed, and it soon left many wounds on the corpse. However, the movement of fighting corpses seems to have slowly become accustomed to it, becoming more and more flexible, and the initial stiffness is completely gone.

In the hall, the stench was overwhelming, and three shadows were entangled, making it difficult to distinguish between you and me.

Changsheng kept flying the unicorn dagger in his hand, but he felt more and more strained, when the unicorn dagger slashed through the body of the fighting corpse before, it was easy to leave a wound on it, but now it is getting less and less, and when it crosses, it is either deftly dodged by the fighting corpse, or it is difficult to pierce its body, and the hardness of the fighting corpse's body seems to be getting stronger, which makes Changsheng very headache and very worried.

"Little Luan'er, be careful! Things have changed! "Feeling that the fighting corpse is getting more and more difficult, and Changsheng also has a few wounds on his body, he can't help but remind me cautiously.

The original miserable green color on the corpse's body slowly began to change, turning into a little red. Moreover, there was some liquid slowly oozing out of its skin, and it was indescribably disgusting.

The longer it transforms, the more powerful it will be. And I can only float around the fighting corpse, slowing down his movements, and not causing him substantial damage.

"It's not a way to go on like this, it seems that you still have to use blood." Changsheng wielded a unicorn dagger in his hand, and joined forces with me to force the fighting corpse back.

"Xiao Luan'er, you are going to leave here first, and I will leave it here." Changsheng sent a message to me, and he had already taken out the blood demon, and when I heard Changsheng's words, he immediately turned into a ball of light and shadow and rushed out, and my mother was also afraid of this blood demon.

Without me entangled with the fighting corpse, the fighting corpse immediately pounced towards Changsheng, and Changsheng saw the right time, and sprinkled a bloody demon head-on at the hateful fighting corpse.

"Boom ......" was like the sound of an oil pot boiling, and a cloud of black gas came out of the place where the corpse was hit by the bloody demon, like a ball that had suddenly deflated, and it was a little sluggish, but it still didn't stop moving, and pounced towards Changsheng again.

Seeing that this bloody demon was so effective, Changsheng was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately sprinkled it on the fighting corpse again.

"Whoa!"

This time, Changsheng saw a cloud of black qi coming out of the corpse again, and his movements slowed down, and he was very stiff, and his whole body felt like it was about to fall apart.

"Whoa!"

"Whoa!"

……

Fan Yuanyuan, who stepped forward from behind at some point, ignored it, and kept throwing the bloody brakes at the fighting corpse one by one, and the fighting corpse was like a sieve beaten by a machine gun, falling to the ground and twitching slightly, constantly emitting black smoke.

This little source threw it and scolded at the same time.

"Damn Fan Mazi, it's still so rampant when you're dead!"

"I'm angry for Huang Hatyu......"

"Come on, come on, come and bite your uncle......"

……

"Enough, enough! This fighting corpse is out of gas, don't waste any more blood. Changsheng hurriedly spoke out to stop Fan Yuanyuan, Fan Yuanyuan sat on the ground, covered in sweat, and the fighting corpse was lying on the ground, and the black smoke dispersed and turned into a white bone.