Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Night Fight Flies Dead
As he spoke, it was still ethereal, only the sound of the voice, not the flying of the person, in the black cloth-like sky, the wind and thunder flew out from the depths of the mountain.
Jiang Yao thought that the zombies were just sucking the blood of animals, and no matter how powerful they were, they were just zombies that could fly by sucking human blood, but this gorgeous way of appearing not only made the bleak sky lively, but what surprised Jiang Yao even more was that as soon as the wind power came, it killed a few shallow juniors alive, if it weren't for Jiang Yao's altar next to Lao Liu's altar, it might be the embellishment of the appearance of the thousand-year-old zombie king.
Jiang Yao watched the zombie king from a distance at the altar, I don't know if it came out of the ground or because he had been sleeping for a long time, his whole body was the color of dirt and gray, and his face was not seen in the dark night, he only felt very gloomy.
Although he hadn't made a move yet, he had already broken a few brothers, but everyone saw that the zombie king was close in front of them, but they still greeted him.
"Yang Jinghui, you bring a group of people to set up the formation, Cao Tong, you bring a group of people to divide from me in two ways." Zang Tianshuo began to order these juniors, and those old Taoist priests, of course, had their own ways, and they didn't listen to the orders of this younger generation.
Jiang Yao had to stay at the end of this place, watching the old Liu who killed chickens, slaughtered dogs, burned talismans, and recited spells, and helped hand over a utensil from time to time.
Yang Jinghui received Zang Tianshuo's order, took out the yellow talisman that had already been packed in the cloth bag with him, and volleyed it together, although it didn't seem like he had exhausted his strength, but it was by no means an understatement to neatly arrange the talisman into the shape of gossip, and instantly sprinkled it all over the foot of the mountain, and it was more than enough to surround a group of people and the zombie king.
And the group of people led by Yang Jinghui in Zang Tianshuo's mouth, to say the least, there were about thirty people, looking from a distance, when Yang Jinghui was throwing talismans in the air, Zhao Heng, led by him, set up a formation, more than 30 people inside and out, divided into two streams of people, each holding a peachwood sword to surround the zombie king. And the formation of more than 30 people, looking down from a high place, is like the black and white yin and yang fish in the Taiji diagram.
After Yang Jinghui finished scattering the yellow talisman, he fell fluently from the sky, and landed right in the center of this hexagram array, opposite the zombie king, and Zang Tianshuo, Cao Tong, and Gu Lutong also led their own hands to occupy the back, left, and right of the zombie king.
Jiang Yao stood on a high place beside Lao Liu and looked at the people who were about to start, this enclosed formation was like what he once chanted in the school wasteland: Tai Chi gives birth to two yi, two yi gives birth to four elephants, and four elephants give birth to gossip.
But Jiang Yao couldn't name this formation, and Lao Liu couldn't be disturbed at this moment, so he returned to Lao Liu's side and watched the life-and-death battle of the people of Chengdu.
It's also strange to say that this zombie king is standing in the middle like this, waiting for this group of people to scatter talismans, arrange arrays, such a confident posture, even more than the arrogance and unruliness in the cave yesterday.
The formation has been completed, and more than 30 people led by Yang Jinghui are holding peachwood swords to press the formation, while Yang Jinghui, Zang Tianshuo, Cao Tong, and Gu Lutong are each holding magic weapons and fighting towards the zombie king.
Yang Jinghui's yin and yang gossip mirror was thrown into the air, just above the head of the zombie king, emitting a large cone-shaped white light, shining clearly on the land with a diameter of more than ten meters under the feet of the zombie king, and then Brother Yang took out a handful of yellow talismans in his cuffs and pasted towards the zombie king's body.
Zang Tianshuo behind him was even more straightforward, picked up the copper coin sword in his hand and cut a long hole in his left hand, smearing the copper sword full of blood, the sword was stained with blood, emitting a strange red light, and stabbed directly at the zombie king.
Cao Tong on the left and right sides slashed out the simple and unpretentious Soul Breaking Knife, and Gu Lutong stabbed out the Demon Sword that was faster than his body.
For a while, the four people in four directions, plus the yin and yang gossip mirror cast by Yang Jinghui on the top of his head, the zombie king could not escape, and he thought that the four of them would exert force at the same time, and they would definitely be able to hurt his vitality.
Four people go up together, and all four people pounce in the air.
It is the wise man who thinks a thousand times and will make a mistake. Those who are reckless will lose everything, and they will gain something. I am afraid it is very appropriate to describe all the Taoist friends and this zombie king at this moment......
The four of them shook their figures and stabilized their feet again, but they couldn't find the zombie king who escaped from the earth in the sky and on the ground.
Not only the four of them, but the hundred and so people were curious, the zombie king fell from the sky, and as soon as the iron palm came out, the yin and yang gossip mirror hanging in the air was smashed, and then fell back to the ground, standing stiffly in front of the soil cave.
As soon as the four of them made a move, the zombie king let out a wolf-like roar, and he was surrounded by a burst of red light, which resembled a red belt, and quickly surrounded the zombie king who roared non-stop.
As soon as the four magic weapons came into contact with this red light, they were repelled several meters away by this seemingly inconspicuous talisman evil qi.
Jiang Yao stood in the distance and looked at the four people who were repelled a few meters, wiping the corners of their mouths or covering their chests one by one, obviously suffering a lot of internal injuries, even the more than thirty people who were still in the formation, plus a group of people led by each of the other three people, these hundred or so descendants have lost their previous fearlessness, and even a little cowardly.
The four of them reluctantly stood up, and they had to fight again, but before the four of them could ease their strength, the zombie dynasty walked over with Yang Jinghui, who was facing him, and this quiet late night, except for the zombie king who was carrying the wind and electricity and emitting red light, it could be said that it was unusually quiet.
Speaking of this Taoist priest, it can be said that the physical fitness of this Yang Jinghui is almost in a position, so among the four people, Yang Jinghui, who is facing the zombie king, is the most seriously injured.
"Up!" Seeing that Yang Jinghui was about to risk his life, Zang Tianshuo waved his hand at a cadre behind him, and three groups of people rushed to the zombie king like a tide.
The four of them can be said to be not shallow in cultivation, but it is difficult to resist an attack of this zombie king, although there are many others, but their cultivation is too shallow, and they can't stop this zombie king who only has Yang Jinghui in his eyes.
But when Yang Jinghui was unable to escape from this crowd, Jiang Yao, who was in a hurry, also rushed over directly, but above Jiang Yao's head, there was a figure that was almost ten thousand miles ahead.
"Evil animals, Hugh is rampant." This person waved a string of Buddha beads full of Buddha light in his hand, and hit the chest of the zombie king directly, the zombie king stiffened for three seconds, and it was these three seconds that the figure in the air dragged Yang Jinghui out of the formation.
It wasn't until the two of them landed that Jiang Yao saw clearly that it was the annoying Master Yang on weekdays.
"Master Yang, you still made a move." Brother Yang said gratefully.
"Alas, you go to protect Lao Liu first, and leave it to me here." With that, Jiang Yao took over the injured Yang Jinghui.