The Living Corpse Descends!

Zhang Yang's heart was shocked.

This man is too himself.

It turned out to be a head-lowering technique that was practiced as a sacrifice of one's own body.

Originally, this head-lowering technique was only occasionally mentioned in the book.

Because the pain to be borne by refining oneself is very huge, the wizards who refine the living corpse are often overwhelmed by the karmic fire, and finally have to choose the soul to blow themselves up to be freed.

Those who can successfully practice into a living corpse are often not one in a hundred.

The white shadow was getting closer and closer, and through the hazy moonlight, Zhang Yang finally saw his true face of Lushan clearly.

Covered under the white pointed hat was a withered face, almost like a layer of skin wrapped around the bones!

But below his mouth, he was wrapped in a white bandage, which was very reminiscent of a mummy.

His eyes were sunken, and two green glows flashed from time to time in his hollow eyes.

Seeing the white shadow speeding towards him, Zhang Yang pinched his fingers, and the Jiuyang True Fire on his body surged, ready to attack at any time.

At this moment, a strong wind hit behind him, and he couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion.

It was a little surprising that he found out the other party's storage zài so closely.

When Zhang Yang appeared here just now, he had already released the six senses to the strongest, and it stands to reason that within a radius of 100 meters, no wind or grass can escape his perception.

But then, he relaxed slightly.

The person who came was obviously not directed at himself.

Call!

I saw a black shadow whizzing overhead, directly blocking in front of him, just in front of him, just in front of the flying white shadow.

Who the hell is it!

This body volley's void body technique is actually similar to that of Wudang Tiyun Zong.

It's just that the body style is not what surprises Zhang Yang the most.

He found that he couldn't even feel the fluctuations in the spiritual power on the other party's body.

Finally, the white shadow made a sharp stop and landed steadily about ten meters in front of the man in black.

A hoarse voice with a thick Nanyang accent came out of his throat, like a broken gong: "Ba Song boy, you really want to be the enemy of the old man?!" ”

Standing in the way, the black shadow known as Ba Song did not speak, and a sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

With a flip of his hand, he lit the lighter with a snap and lit a cigarette for himself.

He took a deep breath and spit out a beautiful smoke ring, and then said in a lazy voice: "Uncle Cuenca, it's not enough that you have done evil in Siam? This is the realm of Huaxia, you are still so unscrupulous to find your own death, that's it, if you pull the master to be unlucky with you, I will have to take care of it. ”

As he spoke, he turned back to Zhang Yang and smiled: "Mr. Zhang, please be sure to give me a face, let me clean up the portal and then make amends to you on behalf of this evil obstacle." ”

Hey......

The other party actually knows himself?

However, Zhang Yang was only momentarily surprised, and there was not much surprise in his heart.

Now that the Internet is developed, he has been in the limelight recently, and all kinds of information about him have gone viral on the Internet, so there are not a few people who know him through the Internet.

Especially for people in the same way, when they see the table in their videos, it is naturally easy to attract attention and guess his true identity.

This is a peer in his early twenties, with a handsome face full of that uninhibited confidence.

He wears a black trench coat, sleek short hair, and a flaming stud on his left ear.

The studs were not just strangely shaped, there was a slight strange power on them, making them one with the night.

If you don't see him standing there, it's easy to ignore him just by feeling.

Zhang Yang felt that it was precisely because of the storage of this stud that his sense of storage was weakened, and even deceived his own perception.

"Please!"

Although Zhang Yang was surprised in his heart, he remained silent on the surface and said indifferently.

In fact, with Zhang Yang's current strength, it is more than enough to deal with this old man in white, but now that someone is doing it for him, it seems that he is still a favor, so why not.

He also wanted to see what this seemingly unfathomable peer had to do.

"Uncle Shi, one last time, I ask you, do you want to stop here and go back to Siam with me to receive the punishment?!" The young man in black asked again.

Sure enough, it's a Siamese wizard!

Regarding the head-lowering technique, the Siamese themselves believe that it is homologous to the Chinese Maoshan technique.

At the beginning, Master Sanzang went to Tianzhu to seek the true scriptures, and when he returned, he passed by the Tongtian River and unfortunately fell into the water.

Although the Mahayana scriptures have been preserved, half of the Hinayana prophecies have been lost.

Later, this half of the prophecy was obtained by accident and presented to the king of Siam, and it became the famous head lowering technique in Nanyang.

As for the Huaxia Maoshan technique, it is a complete set of manuscripts written by Master Sanzang according to memory.

Later, he was accidentally learned by Taoist priests in southern Yunnan, and he was integrated with Taoist methods, which led to the establishment of the Maoshan School.

Siam's head-lowering technique lacks many correct techniques, so it is called evil art, and the method of restraint can often be found in the Maoshan technique.

However, the art of descending the head has been passed down for thousands of years in the Nanyang region, and when combined with local witchcraft, it has also formed its own powerful power, forming various factions.

"Hehe, boy, how can you help me with your little bit of Taoism?!" The hoarse voice of the old man in white sounded again.

As he spoke, the corpse qi on his body surged, and as soon as the originally miserable white aura touched the moonlight, it immediately turned red.

Zhang Yang has no doubts, it seems that this person is the one who does the work in Dongfang Mubai Villa.

"Uncle Shi, since this is the case, then don't blame me for being rude!"

As soon as the cold voice of the black-clothed young man fell, he immediately took action.

Whew......

He sealed his hands and recited the nine-character mantra in his mouth.

"Pro-soldier-fight--all-array-column-front-line! Curse the evil! ”

With each spell spit, a golden ray refracted from his hand.

Woohoo......

With his hands as the center of the circle, the nine golden rays formed a circular array of golden light in the void.

Roar!

When the word evil with the sound of gold and iron came out, the nine golden rays contracted violently, and immediately let out a high-pitched dragon roar, which resounded through the sky.

Bang!

When the golden halo burst again, a golden dragon came into being.

Immediately, there was another roar, and the dragon soared into the sky, and countless gold dust flew all over the sky, fluttering and falling down, plating the originally dark cemetery with a layer of gold.

The golden light of the divine dragon's whole body flowed, and with an unparalleled momentum, it went straight to the white-clothed old man who was already wrapped in a layer of red mist.

"Boy, the old man actually passed on the Golden Dragon Mantra Mantra to you!" The old man in white said through gritted teeth.

The already hoarse voice is like a bellows, falling in the ears, making people feel creepy.

"Hehe, Uncle Shi, now that the true dragon is sacrificed, you want to regret it, but it's too late." The young man in black was majestic, his trench coat was raised by the wind, and the hunting sound.

"Haha! Ha ha! After two beast-like laughs, the old man in white roared, "I know...... I knew it! Hmph, the old immortal is really eccentric, your master went mad and fell into the devil, he still didn't give up, and he actually taught you this secret technique nine-character true dragon mantra, it seems that I risked my life to cultivate this living corpse is right. Hmph, when I'm done, I'm going to ask the old immortal why he looks down on me and why he looks down on me! Why! Hahahaha......"

The voice of the man in white became more and more strange amid the breathtaking strange laughter.

In the end, it simply turned into a beast-like roar.

I heard a crackling sound in his body.

Immediately, the true qi of the whole body swelled, and the originally thin body began to expand violently.

The shriveled skin on his face quickly bulged up like a toad.

The tightly wound bandages bulged slightly, as if they could burst at any moment.

Countless red mist continued to spill out from between the bulging gaps, and bursts of rancid stench dispersed in the air.

Eventually, the bandages cracked open and quickly peeled off, revealing a muscular knotted body.

Faintly, Zhang Yang saw that countless scales appeared on the surface of the old man's skin, and his whole body had turned into a huge lizard.

"What a hassle! Even if you become a living zombie, you can actually use snake blood to refine your body! The black-clothed young man pulled out a long whip with a snort.

Purple lightning coiled around it, licking the air and making a crackling sound.

In the other hand was a bright yellow talisman with golden spells written on it.

"Edict! Heaven and earth fire, six Ding Liujia, within my reach, attack everything! Disease! ”

As the words came out of his mouth, the runes that swayed in the wind suddenly straightened, bounced into the air, and burst into flames with a bang.

The black whip on his right hand swept across, and a purple streamer hit the spell.

Rumble!

The spell burst open, and the flames peeled off layer by layer like lotus petals, swirling and overwhelming.

When it fell to the ground, it shattered instantly, turning into more sparks and splattering up.

Toll!

Suddenly, the huge wings of the two flames fluttered up, and a firebird detached from the rising flames and headed towards the old man in white who had turned into a humanoid lizard.

Swish!

The flames condensed from giant claws tore through the air, sweeping across the lizard's back with a fiery breath, sending up a puff of black smoke.

Roar!

The lizard let out a painful roar, its burned back sizzling.

Suddenly, the stench of rotting corpses spread.

The lizard's throat let out a whimper, and its withered front paws quickly sealed.

It turned out to be a healing spell!

As the green spell appeared out of thin air, a burst of rising green flames appeared, and the green ripples quickly dyed the light on the firebird's body green.

Rumble!

The green light retracted, and the flames on the lizard's back quickly extinguished, and the laceration healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, until only a faint black mark remained.

"Boy, if you have any tricks, just use them! Gollum ......" the lizard's throat slid and said angrily.

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth continued to droop scarlet slime.

The slime drips on the concrete floor, and immediately sizzles and emits a scorching smell.

"It's a pity, it's a pity! If the greedy wolf swallows the moon and completes the burial ceremony, you achieve the incorruptible body of King Kong, I am afraid that there will be no opponents in the world. The young man in black said with a grim expression.

"Hehe, even so, you don't want to live to this day!"

"Then I'm going to give it a try!" The black-clothed young man snapped, and the whip in his hand drew an afterimage, rolling lightning straight towards the lizard's face.