The number of these armored corpses is staggering, wearing armor, there is no pain, and they are constantly advancing forward. Although the Boundless Dao Leader in front of them can temporarily block the armored corpses, they cannot effectively destroy these armored corpses, which causes more armored corpses to bypass them and attack the crowd, and the situation that the original camouflage people exchanged for their lives is also gradually tilting, when the flesh and blood are flying, those who have not experienced these things, and have a body of Taoism, have already panicked, only Mo Li and a few others are still fighting with the armored corpses.

The old man grabbed a camouflage that was already bleeding and ready to die with the armored corpse, kicked the armored corpse in front of him away, and sighed, this spell will be recognized, and if he recognizes it, he may have to face the pursuit of the people in front of him. But if you don't cast spells, you can't watch these young people die, not to mention anything else, the camouflage is too young, basically not more than thirty.

"The Emperor Xuanwu is in front of him, the gods return to the temple, the ghosts return to the grave, the demons and monsters return to the mountains and forests, and the Xuanwu True Monarch is as anxious as the law!"

The old man threw out a "Xuanwu Exorcism Talisman", and the illusion of the Xuanwu Divine Beast really appeared in the sky above the crowd, and the Xuanwu in the illusion raised his neck and roared, and the armored corpses in the crowd, including the armored corpses that were fighting with the masters, were all knocked out and lying on the ground struggling to get up. However, the old man did not look very happy, and his face turned pale from the original ruddy.

The master in front of him was temporarily idle, and they all turned their heads to look at the old man. All kinds of angry eyes, not because the old man robbed the monster, but remembered that the old man had cheated them before.

"Well, how are you doing?" The old man looked at the high-ranking people who glared at him and greeted him awkwardly.

Daoist Wuyazi didn't speak, but the internal force on his body continued to be exposed, and his momentum continued to rise, which was even greater than the formation that had just beaten the armored corpse, staring at the old man, and slowly walking towards the old man.

Zhang Daozi Heavenly Master didn't speak, but the hand holding the pen had already seen the green tendons, and it looked very hard, and he walked slowly towards the old man.

Master Wuming stopped smiling, staring at the old man tightly, not only the Buddha beads in his hand, but also took out a bowl from his arms and grabbed it in his hand.

Feng Shui master Wu Yicheng smiled, but the smile was very hideous, this old man finally let him see it.

"Old Zamao, harm my junior brother, take your life" Master Juewen was more direct, and with a roar, he rushed over directly.

Qingyunzi Daoist is also a pit goods, it stands to reason that the old man is his senior brother, he has to come up to help, he doesn't! Qingyunzi Daoist looked left and right, and shouted: "Oh, Qing madman, this Dao is going to do the Dao for Heaven today and destroy you!" He rushed up with his sword.

When the old man saw it, he was still meowing about the armored corpse of a fart, and he ran away, and the major masters chased after him. Mo Li didn't dare to participate, first, her strength was not enough, second, she couldn't participate in the affairs of the elders, and secondly, they wouldn't really treat the old man well, at most they would beat him up.

The old man shouted as he ran:

"Shameless old man, didn't Lao Tzu just take a little lotus seed from your Quanzhen faction and win some magic weapons, don't you (this old man, laughing at the head of the Wuyazi Dao is toothless, he gave people a nickname called the head of the toothless road)"

"You call it Nah, you call it stealing! That magic weapon is second only to the treasure of the town faction, you bully my junior brother to be stupid, go down. Needless to say, old thief, take your life" The speed of the long chase of the Wuyazi Dao has increased again.

"Zhang Daozi, don't I just urinate urgently, solve it in the main hall, you have a deep hatred?"

"Qingfengzi old thief, are you still a disciple of Taoism, the hall dares to be convenient, since the ancestor does not send thunder to slash you, the old Taoist will eliminate the harm today!" Zhang Daozi Heavenly Master drew a huge spell while chasing.

"Wuming bald donkey, I told you that I was joking, I just found two girls to scare you, who knew they would seduce you"

"Shut up" Master Wuming, a Buddha bead popped out, and with a "boom" sound, it exploded next to the old man.

"Juewen, you stupid donkey, I said that Jueyuan's death has nothing to do with me, Jueyuan is demonized, he begged me to help kill him, you will prove it to you when I am free" The old man hurriedly turned around and slapped Master Juewen, and used his strength to distance himself again.

"Okay, the poor monk believes you for the time being, I hope you can come up with evidence to prove it in the future, or my King Kong Temple will never let you go" Master Juewen stopped chasing.

"Wu Yicheng, Wu Blind, they all said that you didn't blame me for diarrhea last time, what are you chasing Lao Tzu for?"

"It's just you and me in the tomb, it's not you, could it be that the zombie will still take laxatives" Wu Yicheng took advantage of the old man's turn to look behind, activated the compass, and a dazzling light almost lit up the old man's eyes.

"Qingyunzi, you ignore the brotherhood of your teacher, and make a move on Lao Tzu, be careful that Lao Tzu steals your green sword and sells it for scrap iron"

Qingyunzi Daoist fell to the ground with a "bang". "Oops, hey, your foot is broken, you continue" dignified Taoist master, flat fall is not counted, but also broken foot, Oscar actor level.

They didn't care about Qing Yunzi's tricks, and they were still struggling to chase the old man. At this moment, the lids of the eight black coffins all flew out, as if they had been kicked away by a strong force.

In each coffin, there were zombies in black armor sitting up, these black armor zombies were not the same as armored corpses, their whole bodies were wrapped in black armor, and they also wore black helmets on their heads, and only a pair of scarlet eyes looked outside. The black aura around them is shrouded, and there seems to be the roar of the unjust soul, indicating that these black-armored corpses were all killers with more than 100 lives before their deaths.

The old man and the others all stopped, looking at these black-armored corpses with solemn faces, the enemy is current, and they still have a clear distinction between the more important and the more important.

"Qing madman old thief, do you have any way to deal with them" Wuyazi Daoist looked at the old man and asked, although he said that he could run after the old man, but he knew that the old man's strength was unfathomable, although he didn't know why he was sometimes high and sometimes low, but experience or something was not comparable to them.

"These are generals who volunteered to accompany the burial, and their souls were sealed into the armor by the master's spell, not ordinary zombies, and they should use some of their own combat skills. On top of that, the armor they wore seemed to be forged from a hundred steels. If you can't break the armor, you can't kill them," the old man said with a solemn face. He had only encountered this kind of corpse once, and he almost died.

"Wuming bald donkey, have you brought the relics of Buddhist monks?" The old man thought for a moment and turned his head and asked. Because he seems to remember that these black-armored corpses are afraid of the relics of the monks, he ran out that time by relying on the relics of Jueyuan.

"No, the relics are all placed in the pagoda of the monastery to suppress the evil spirits, how can the poor monk bring them with him," Master Wuming replied.

"Why don't you sit down now?" The old man looked at Master Wuming and hesitated for a moment and said.

"Eat the old man with a bowl", Master Wuming picked up the bowl and was about to smash the old man.

"Okay, okay, what's the situation, why don't you hurry up and find a way" Wu Yazi dissuaded.

Master Wuming put down the bowl in his hand angrily, and recited the meditation mantra over and over again, since he met the old man, he has practiced meditation for decades and repeatedly broken the gong.

The huge coffin on the dome shook, and the iron chains around it continued to shake, making a loud noise.

The eight zombies in the black coffin all stood up and walked out of the coffin step by step. Only the corpse above the corpse in the form of a zombie king can walk like a human.