"How-" Song Changqing turned his head when he heard the scream, but he didn't see any weird scene at the first time.

A damp smell mixed with the rotting stench of corpses reached his nostrils, something like what he had smelled when he had spent the night in the graveyard when he was training his gall.

The screaming was a man with a sweat towel on his head, pointing in a certain direction, trembling so much that he couldn't even speak clearly.

Song Changqing followed his gaze and looked at it, and cold sweat flowed out.

I saw that in the direction of the hatch that the man was pointing, a black shadow appeared at some point, almost merging with the hatch.

Before that, there was no sound at all when this shadow appeared, and even the old Taoist master and apprentice who had raised their vigilance didn't realize it.

I saw that the shadow was slightly bloated, with its side facing away from the master and apprentice, making it difficult to see the faces.

But from the style of clothing and the few strands of hair that fell down, I vaguely guessed that it was a woman.

'Tick-tick! ’

As soon as the woman appeared, a large number of droplets of water fell on the floor of the cabin from her cuffs and hair, making an unsettling sound.

A heavy aura then spread in all directions, and the wind blowing on the river seemed to be colder than before, making a 'whine' sound.

The wind was mixed with the faint smell of corpses, which made people's scalps tingle even more.

"Shen, Mrs. Shen!"

After a long while, Song Changqing finally recognized the identity of this person from the satin fabric that had changed color.

But a few minutes ago, the old Taoist priest had lit up the cabin, and he was still looking at Mrs. Shen through the hatch.

Although Mrs. Shen's face was pale at that time, it was not swollen into what it is now.

In just a few minutes, her body was like a steamed bun fermenting again, rapidly expanding several times, almost tearing the clothes on her body.

"Not good!"

Song Changqing quickly thought of the corpse transformation mentioned by the old Taoist priest, and then thought of the smell of the corpse, and quickly sensed that something was wrong.

The old Taoist priest obviously thought of something with him, he didn't speak, and as soon as he slapped the bilge with his palm, his body rose into the air with abnormal agility, and rushed in the direction of Mrs. Shen!

"Come in and sit......"

A cold voice came out of her mouth, and her voice was unusually hoarse as if someone had stuffed it with sand.

As she spoke, she saw her figure flash, and without hearing her sound, her figure had already appeared on the side of the ship, holding a person firmly!

"Ahh

The one who was caught by her was a young man, who should also be a person from Shen Zhuang who had boarded the boat in the early days, and after being caught by her, he made a sharp sound as if he had seen the most terrifying scene in the world.

But the screams had just come out of the mouth, and they soon stopped abruptly.

The old Taoist priest took a step slower, and when he rushed behind Mrs. Shen, he already smelled the smell of blood.

"Evil obstacles! How dare you hurt people! ”

At the same time as shouting, the old Taoist priest sealed his hands and hit Mrs. Shen's vest hard.

'Bang! ’

The spiritual power struck her already swollen body, completely shattering the already torn satin garment.

A large amount of dark green thick liquid splashed out of the soaked satin clothes, and large clumps of rotten flesh bounced out, and long gray-white hairs had grown on it!

In addition to the soft skin, the old Taoist priest had sensed that the corpse was like a steel bone.

The power of the Dao Law hit the corpse, and soon a red palm print was placed on Mrs. Shen's back.

Affected by the pain, Mrs. Shen's mouth let out a strange wail, and she turned her head without caring about the man she was pinching.

"Shhhh

The impact of this cold eye attack was too great, not only the old Taoist priest was shocked, but even Song Changqing, who was one step behind, was frightened.

I saw that the appearance of Mrs. Shen in front of me had completely changed, her face was blue and black, her eyes were like a fish that had been dead for a few days, she was covered with a white and greasy film, and a layer of light white hair grew on her face.

Two sharp fangs protruded from her mouth, and black and red blood covered almost the entire face of her.

A large mass of flesh and blood was still in her mouth, and the blood slid down her chin, but it was affected by the yin qi on her body, and quickly solidified on the side of her mouth.

The thin man's face had been gnawed open, and under the erosion of the strong corpse qi, he quickly died of anger.

Mrs. Shen's two swollen and deformed hands grabbed his shoulders and lifted him up like a chick.

"Evil Barrier!"

Although the old Taoist priest had already noticed that something was wrong, he was still very angry when he really saw this zombie kill a person in the blink of an eye.

"Heaven and earth have a righteous way, and all things have spirits. There is righteousness in the five elements and three realms, how can demons and demons run rampant! ”

Between the incantations, he shot like lightning, holding a piece of rune paper, and pointed hard at the center of the zombie's eyebrows.

"Whew!"

As soon as the zombie was hit by the rune paper, there was an earth-shattering sound in its mouth.

The rune paper burned her corpse, emitting a scorching smell.

This action quickly angered her, and she even let go of the man she was grabbing in her hand, reached out and slapped her face hard, tearing off the talisman paper attached to her forehead.

As soon as she let go, the man's dead body fell to the side of the ship with a thud.

Half of his body was still in the cabin, and the top half of his body was facing downward, and blood gushed down his cheeks from his wounds, falling into the river with a 'tick-tock' sound.

The enraged zombie grabbed the rune paper with both hands, and the nails swelled and scratched at the old Taoist.

At the critical moment, the old Taoist priest flipped his palm, and a half-cut peachwood sword appeared in his palm.

The half-broken peachwood sword appeared, and in an instant, it turned into a long sword, and with a swing of his wrist, it was immediately horizontal in front of him.

'Phew! ’

The zombie slapped the sword hard, and the force of this palm was so great that it shook the ship's hull.

The red light on the sword's body was slapped by the power of her palm, which was full of corpse energy, and it was actually dimmed by half.

"How is that possible?"

The moment the old Taoist priest sensed the zombie's attack, the horror in his heart was indescribable.

The peachwood sword in his hand was made of mahogany wood that was more than 100 years old, and the spell was personally blessed by his master who had passed away.

Although it was damaged in the process of confronting the yin qi at the bottom of the river before, the yin qi in the river has been precipitated for a hundred years, which is naturally extraordinary.

But Mrs. Shen's body has only just been raised, and it stands to reason that such a zombie should not become a climate, but she is not only not afraid of Daoguang, but it seems that she has evolved to an extremely terrifying point.

The sound of the sword faded red, and there was a 'click' cracking sound from the incomparably hard peachwood sword body.

The powerful anti-devouring force penetrated the sword body and passed into his arm, almost making him unable to hold the wooden sword in his hand.

An incomparably large force pushed the Taoist priest's body back quickly, and at the same time, Mrs. Shen's other black claw also poked over.

The swelling nails were about a few inches long, like sharp daggers, shining with cold light.

But the old Taoist priest knew that this black claw was full of corpse poison, which was far more terrifying than a dagger.

At the last moment, he heard a cold female voice in his ears:

"Block!"

As soon as the words fell, the old Taoist priest saw a snowflake falling in the middle of the air and stopped in front of him.

The snowflakes were like ripples of water, quickly turning into an ice shield, firmly blocking the door in front of him.

'Bang! ’

The corpse's palm struck the ice and snow floating in mid-air, and the incomparable nails snapped off several ice crystals, but the ice didn't move.

The old Taoist priest's leaning back figure was gently supported by the palm of one hand, and the power of the corpse slapping out was easily dissolved by the hand behind him.

"You can rest for a while."

Song Qingxiao's voice sounded softly, and then the old Taoist priest only felt that his body was being carried back by a force, retreated to another place on the side of the ship, and sat down steadily.

This hand's control of spiritual power is already far above the old Taoist.

He was taken aback, and after reacting to what was happening, he immediately raised his head, and saw that Song Qingxiao had already stood in his previous position, grabbed the ice shield that blocked the corpse with his hand, and raised it, and smashed it on the head of the corpse with a 'bang'!

"......" When the old Taoist priest saw this action, his eyes suddenly darkened:

"It's a corpse ......"

He is a member of the Daomen, and he also deals with ghosts and zombies all year round, and he also knows a little about the art of raising corpses.

If you want to raise a corpse to a yin corpse, it not only takes a lot of effort, but it also takes a lot of time.

And if you want to evolve a Yin corpse to the level of a demon corpse, it is even more difficult, at least with the cultivation of the old Taoist, even if you know the method, you may not be able to do it in your lifetime.

The corpse-level zombie body is as hard as steel bones, difficult to penetrate, and the spell does not hurt.

Even if you hit it with a Dao Gate spell, it would be difficult to hit it hard.

At such a point, the old Taoist priest didn't understand why Mrs. Shen, a person who had just died, had evolved to the point of a corpse in such a short period of time.

He also didn't understand why he didn't know anything, and the timid and obedient little apprentice could become so strong.

can be his experience and vision, but he knows that Song Qingxiao is wrong this time.

The ice shield was so strong that it was difficult for the corpses to open it in the slightest.

But instead of using this shield to block it, she lifted it up and smashed it, and it would be hard to hurt it.

He has taught so much, this little girl has not learned a single star of the Taoist method, and the means are so rough and direct, and it is real-

The old Taoist priest was so anxious that his mouth was numb, and he couldn't speak very well, and when he wanted to get up again-

The ice shield had already smashed down on the head of Mrs. Shen's corpse, and with a crisp bang, half of her swollen head was smashed like a watermelon that had been opened.

The rotting brain flower was splashed with a large amount of black-green flesh and blood, and half of Mrs. Shen's cheek was about to be smashed.

The hard skull opened a large hole, and thick black and green blood mixed with a large amount of yin qi gushed out.

'Whew-'

Mrs. Shen's body stumbled heavily, took a few steps back, and hit the side of the boat.

Song Qingxiao succeeded in the blow, but did not retreat, but still took a step forward, raised the shield again, and smashed it on her head and body again with two 'bangs'.

'Bang! ’

With each smash, the cabin shook heavily, the corpse's head shattered bones, blood splattered, and the people around them crawled like headless flies.

“……”

The corpse was completely suppressed, and Song Qingxiao, with the strength of her pure flesh, had already beaten Mrs. Shen to the point that she couldn't get up.

The old Taoist priest was like an out-of-body soul, feeling that the scene in front of him was like a dream, and he was so surprised that he couldn't even speak.

After these two blows, Mrs. Shen's body collapsed on the bed, and only her hand was able to convulse.

Under the blow of absolute strength, her head was like a crushed melon, and the rotten brain flowers and flesh residues were like ripe melons, sprinkled all over the boat.

A thick layer of ice formed under the side of the ship, which supported Mrs. Shen's body and also withstood the force of Song Qingxiao's several blows.

The people who were sitting around the black ship did not dare to breathe, and witnessed this incredible scene with their own eyes.

"Be careful......

The old Taoist priest was also shocked, but he was the oldest and had a lot of experience, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a large amount of black mist gushing out of the cabin.

He immediately realized that something was wrong and yelled.

Song Changqing, who was stunned, was the first to come back to his senses, only to see the black clouds in the cabin surging, and several shadows like ghosts rushed out.

A low roar like a beast's roar came from his ears, and a thick stench of corpses poured into his nostrils.

With Mrs. Shen's experience, he naturally understood what it was.

Song Changqing didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately twisted his feet, wanting to protect Song Qingxiao behind him.

'Roar-'

In the low voice of the corpse, a corpse rotten stench mixed with black gas rushed to the face.

A black corpse claw poked out of the black clouds, and the long armor skyrocketed by several inches, digging straight into Song Changqing's heart.

His strength is weak, and he is barely able to cultivate to the Concentration Realm, and he may not even be able to control the Yin Corpse, let alone be able to do it in front of this evil corpse.

But he didn't dodge, but opened his arms and took the initiative to meet the corpse, as if he wanted to hold it firmly.

The Taoist priest who saw this scene was so shocked that he couldn't even make a sound.

At this moment, he saw Song Qingxiao's hand holding the ice shield shake.

I saw that the ice shield flashed with cold light, and then turned into a long sword.

As soon as her wrist was flicked, the ice sword shot out through Song Changqing's side, and in the sound of 'poof', there was a sharp and unusual chant.

The sword light pierced through the corpse, lifting a petite corpse tall and nailing it to the top of the cabin door with a 'bang'!

'Drink! Drink! ’

It was a small corpse, and the appearance of Mrs. Shen's very young daughter could be vaguely recognized from the white-haired face.

A crystal clear ice sword passed through her chest and hung her over the hatch.

The corpse struggled and writhed frantically, and the beams of the ship were affected by her force, giving out 'squeak, squeak' reverberation.

The hull of the ship shook violently, and the bottom hit the river with a 'whooshing' sound.

But after two blows, a chill spread from the blade of the sword.

A layer of ice crystals spread out from the chest of the little corpse, and in the roar of her corpse, it quickly sealed her firmly, sealing her with the corpse door.

At the same moment, Song Qing pushed his hand, and two white cold qi drilled out of his palm, which turned into two ice dragons in an instant.

With a roar, the two dragons intertwined with each other, entangled Mr. Shen and the maid in it, circled twice, and turned into two ice sculptures, which were fixed at the ship.

In the sound of 'booming' water, the corpse roared and disappeared without a trace.

"Whew-whew-"

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Song Changqing had already held the belief that he would die, but he didn't expect to be saved.

"The gods have descended!"

"The dragon is here!"

When the other people in the cabin saw the two ice dragons appearing, they immediately exploded, and began to kneel and kowtow without saying a word.