The copper coin sword shot at the demon stiff body like a toy, and it was bounced away without the slightest effect.

There was also a "ding" sound, as if it was joking.

"Oh my God, is this thing so strong?"

Shi Chen was a little dumbfounded when he took the whisk.

The dust whisk in his hand should be a big killing weapon, but he didn't know how to use it, and the master was knocked to the ground by the demon zombie.

For a while, Shi Chen felt a little painful.

But the situation on the scene, he couldn't help but think about anything, the demon zombie has undergone two changes, and it is much more flexible than before.

Seeing the tyrannical demon stiff rushing towards him, Shi Chen was a little panicked, but he didn't retreat, there were more than a dozen strong men with hemp ropes behind him.

If you can't do one, you can always do it with ten.

Shi Chen turned around and was about to wave, but saw that there was still someone behind him at this time?

Only a thick bundle of hemp rope was discarded on the ground.

The more than ten strong men, after seeing the demon stiff block, even crawled away, one faster than the other, and the escape skill had reached the full level.

Just kidding, three meters tall, it's almost nine feet, plus the tower-like size, weird giant claws, don't slip and wait to be hammered?

"It's too much!"

Shi Chen stayed where he lived, but he couldn't let the master be hammered there, so he had to pick up the hemp rope at a trot.

Pulling the hemp rope apart in a haphazard manner, before the demon zombie arrived, he hit a few live buckles in the range where it might advance.

He had to find a way to delay the demon stiff for a while, even if it was only for ten seconds, only by handing the dust to Uncle Nine could he have any hope of killing this monster.

As the saying goes, stay in the green mountains and are not afraid of no firewood.

No matter how bad it is, Uncle Nine can find an opportunity to run away from the fork in the road, and the three-meter-high demon stiff can't drill into the fork in diameter less than two meters.

Shi Chen once again took out a flame charm, his entry-level exorcism spell could only allow him to drive some simple and low-level spells, not to mention carving runes out of thin air like Uncle Jiu.

Reach out and activate the fire charm, then throw it at the zombie, in order to attract the zombie's attention, so that it will rush towards the hemp rope firmly and step on the live buckle.

The zombie is getting closer.

Even in such a dim environment, Shi Chen could see the cruelty and tyranny on its face.

As it gets closer, so does it.

"Whoa."

The big stiff foot stepped into the hemp rope live buckle on the ground without paying any attention, and the other foot stepped out quickly as usual, and stepped on the other section of the hemp rope, and the live buckle was immediately tightened.

The foot that was tied tightly by the live buckle was able to take the next step, and it was tripped over, as if the left foot was mixed with the right foot, and the huge body was tripped by itself, which was funny and spectacular.

Shi Chen was overjoyed when he saw this, turned around, bypassed the fallen demon stiff, ran to Uncle Jiu, and picked up the copper coin sword that had just fallen on the ground.

"Master, I brought the dust!"

Uncle Nine fell to the ground, conscious, but unable to get up, apparently suffering external injuries.

"Give me the dust, you lost the fire fold in your hand, hide in the dark first, and listen to my command."

Taking over the dust, Uncle Nine quickly explained that six of the seven doors have been sealed, and one remains unsealed, and now although he got the dust, Uncle Nine still asked Shi Chen to stand by as a backhand!

In the distance, after experiencing the initial stumbling and stumbling, the demon zombie finally saw the knotted hemp rope under his feet, and the careful foot stepped out of the hemp rope one by one, and at the same time, a pair of giant claws violently tore off the hemp rope tied to the other foot.

There is a sense of joy that Zhang Fei wears embroidery needles.

Uncle Nine still didn't get up, I don't know if it was intentional or because of his injury.

The demon stiff felt aggrieved and was repeatedly teased, even making it suspect that it had taken a lot of effort and carefully prepared body.

Turning around, it ran firmly towards the fallen Ninth Uncle, and there was only one thought in its mind at this time, to trample him to death!

Uncle Jiu's expression was neither happy nor sad, and he didn't care about the pain on his body at all.

Gently wave the whisk in your hand.

There is a quaint and old-fashioned charm.

The demon zombie came to Uncle Jiu's side, raised his big foot and was about to step on Uncle Jiu's head, but the little dust was not in his eyes.

At the moment when it lifts its foot.

Thousands of strands of dust and roots tangle towards the demon stiff, as if encountering an old tree with roots in fertile soil, and begin to delve into the flesh and blood of the demon stiff.

"Wencai! Poke it in the eye! ”

Uncle Nine rolled on his side, getting out of the way of the demon's stiff feet, and letting the roots of the dust drill into its flesh and bones.

"What? Poke in the eye? ”

Shi Chen was a little confused, and even suspected that he had a delusion.

What is this road number?

The latest trick to get rid of demons?

"Wencai! What are you doing in a daze! ”

Seeing that Shi Chen didn't move, Uncle Nine hurriedly shouted again.

"Oh, I'm coming!"

Shi Chen shook off the messy thoughts, clenched the copper coin sword in his hand, gritted his teeth and rushed over, jumped high, and stabbed straight at the demonic chrysanthemum part!

"Puff~"

Obviously, the chrysanthemum of the demon zombie is not as hard as the body, but the copper coin sword in his hand is similar to the chopsticks for the demon zombie, can it really cause actual results?

However, the facts still prove that Uncle Nine is right.

After the copper coin sword was inserted into the backyard of the demon zombie, the huge body of the demon zombie shook violently and stopped struggling.

The dusty roots on his body instantly engulfed the entire demon stiff.

"Wencai, help me up, it's over."

Uncle Nine looked at the demon stiff being covered in dust, and knew that the overall situation had been decided.

"Okay master."

When Shi Chen heard this, when he passed by the demon zombie, he pretended to dodge sideways, secretly touched his hand to the demon zombie that was entangled in the dust, took out a skill book, put it in the placket of his chest, and then turned back smoothly without any delay in the whole process.

He hurriedly helped Uncle Nine up, and the two stood aside, silently waiting for the dust to absorb all the demon zombies.

In just a few minutes, the original tall demon stiff was sucked dry, and there was not a trace of scum left, which was really good "appetite".

Uncle Nine stepped forward to pick up the dust.

Shi Chen didn't pick up the copper coin sword again, inserted it in that kind of place, and then reused it, which always made him feel that his heart was very responsive.

His copper coin sword is just a low-level magic weapon, just let Ming'er let his master make another one.

Uncle Nine seemed to know Shi Chen's thoughts, and he didn't say anything, and after confirming that there were no other abnormalities in the entire hall, the two of them helped each other into the fork in the road.

Shortly after the two men left.

At the entrance of the fork in the other direction of the hall, a young man in sackcloth walked in, he looked at the empty and dark hall in a daze, as if thinking about something, and only after a few minutes did he move his body.

"Brute idiot, are the Shicheng Mountain clan so stupid? I'll have to get back to Ping'an before nightfall! ”

Talking to himself in the empty hall, the young man in sackcloth turned to leave, walking quickly and decisively, and soon the silence of the entire stone hall returned again, as if no one had come, as if it had been born for thousands of years.