After hearing Zhao Xiaojun's words, the four-eyed Taoist suddenly said with a very angry expression: "Who else can it be?" It must be those Manchu masters in the capital, in the eyes of these people, the lives of our Han people are as cheap as mustard. ”

Zhao Xiaojun on the side could sense a heartfelt sadness from the angry words of the four-eyed Taoist, and although Zhao Xiaojun was also very angry at this time, Zhao Xiaojun still had a question in his heart, so Zhao Xiaojun said to himself: "But why do those Manchu Tartars do it?" first subdued the thousand-year-old ghost king by various means, and now he even refines the people in his own clan into zombie spirits, what is he trying to do? ”

As soon as Zhao Xiaojun's words were finished, the four-eyed Taoist seemed to have seen the most terrible thing in the world, with a terrified expression on his face.

"Master, what's wrong?" Zhao Xiaojun hurriedly asked when he saw the four-eyed Taoist who looked like this.

It's no wonder that Zhao Xiaojun has such a reaction, Zhao Xiaojun has never seen his master Four-Eyed Daoist have such an expression, even when he learned the news that the zombie spirit was not dead, the Four-Eyed Daoist was preparing to be martyred, and Zhao Xiaojun didn't see a trace of panic on the face of the Four-Eyed Daoist. So how could Zhao Xiaojun not be in a hurry.

But at this time, the four-eyed Daoist had no time to answer Zhao Xiaojun's words, and the most important thing for him now was to make sure that the conjecture in his heart was correct.

Therefore, the four-eyed Taoist did not pay attention to Zhao Xiaojun, but hurriedly walked to his room.

Zhao Xiaojun looked at the back of the four-eyed Taoist leader leaving, and his heart was full of doubts, but Zhao Xiaojun did not catch up and ask the four-eyed Taoist about what happened, but first received the Zhiyang Cultivation corpse coffin into the space, and then Zhao Xiaojun directly ordered the system to refine the Heavenly Demon Cultivation Corpse Coffin.

With Zhao Xiaojun's order, Zhao Xiaojun's resource points as high as 6.26 million directly became 260,000 in an instant, and Zhao Xiaojun saw the change in his resource points, and he didn't know what kind of feeling he had in his heart for a while.

However, Zhao Xiaojun quickly recovered from the blow of consuming a large number of resource points.

Zhao Xiaojun, who came back to his senses, wanted to think about what the Heavenly Demon Refining Corpse Coffin that he had refined by consuming six million resource points looked like, but Zhao Xiaojun had just put his mind into the space, only to find that the system had not finished refining the Heavenly Demon Practicing Corpse Coffin, and after communicating with the system, Zhao Xiaojun knew that it would take seven hours for this Heavenly Demon Refining Corpse Coffin to be completely refined.

Seven hours? You must know that it is already more than five o'clock in the afternoon, and seven hours later, it is just when the ghost door is wide open, that is to say, Zhao Xiaojun They must be attacked by the zombie spirit until the refining of the Heavenly Demon Refining Coffin is completed, but it is not an easy thing to do this, so Zhao Xiaojun discussed with the system to see if the Heavenly Demon Refining Corpse Coffin could be refined in advance, but unfortunately, Zhao Xiaojun's plan finally failed.

In order to allow the system to complete the refining of the Heavenly Demon Refining Corpse Coffin in advance, Zhao Xiaojun also said to the system: "System, when you refined the Supreme Seal before, there was no time limit?" Not to mention that it's still seven hours long. ”

After hearing Zhao Xiaojun's words, the system replied like this: "Master, the previous refining of the Supreme Seal was to compensate for the spiritual loss caused to the master, so the refining of the Supreme Seal will be completed as soon as possible, as for refining the Heavenly Demon Refining Corpse Coffin this time, it is necessary to act in accordance with the refining rules, and the master, you think about it, if you refine the Heavenly Demon Refining Corpse Coffin according to the normal refining method, not to mention whether this world can refine such a treasure, let's just say that the refining time can not be completed in just seven hours, And there is also the probability of refining failure. And the success rate of my refining weapon is 100%, so master, you can steal the fun. ”

After Zhao Xiaojun heard the system's explanation, he didn't bother with the problem of time, Zhao Xiaojun didn't believe it, and he couldn't even survive it for less than an hour.

Then Zhao Xiaojun left the morgue directly, and saw the three of them in the room of the four-eyed Taoist chief, who had blue lips, so Zhao Xiaojun opened his mouth and asked, "Master, what happened." ”

It's just that the three of them didn't answer Zhao Xiaojun's question, but kept muttering to themselves: "They dare to do this, they dare to do this!" ”

Seeing this, Zhao Xiaojun also knew that it was impossible to get the news from the mouths of the three of them, who were in such a state, and he had to wait for a few of them to calm down.

Zhao Xiaojun suddenly noticed that there was a book on the ground between the three of them, and when he saw this book, Zhao Xiaojun had already thought that the reason why the three of them became like this might be because of this book.

So Zhao Xiaojun directly picked up the book from the ground, only to see that the cover of the book reads "The Secret Story of Maoshan Governing Evil Spirits".

Then Zhao Xiaojun opened this "Maoshan Secret Record of Evil Governance", and saw that the first page read: During the Wuhu Rebellion, in order to be able to save the last trace of blood for the people of the Han family, in addition to issuing an order to kill Hu, he also organized a ghost cavalry that could dominate the world with a secret technique of the magic path obtained when he was a teenager, giving the people of the Han family a living space in the darkest time, but when gaining invincible combat power, he also had to pay the same price. So in the end, even a hero like Ran Min, the king of martial mourning, ended up in a disillusioned end under the backlash of the magic path secret art.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiaojun already understood the plan of the Qing court, obviously the Manchu Tartars obtained the secret technique of the Demon Dao of the Martial Mourning Heavenly King Ran Min, but the Manchu Tartars were more ruthless than Ran Min, and they were ready to form a ghost dynasty in order to achieve the goal of ruling China for eternity and eternity.

Thinking of this, a cold light suddenly flashed in Zhao Xiaojun's eyes.

Zhao Xiaojun and they all knew that if the goal of the Manchu Tatars was really realized, the people of Huaxia would really have no hope.

Because it has entered the era of the end of the law, there are fewer and fewer people who have achieved cultivation, but the ghost dynasty of the Manchu Qing Tartars is getting stronger and stronger because of the resentment in the hearts of the Chinese people, and it will enter a dead circle when the time comes.

And Zhao Xiaojun also thought that what they had to face tonight was not just that one zombie spirit.

What Zhao Xiaojun could think of, the Four-Eyed Daoist and a few of them could also think of it, so the Four-Eyed Daoist had already given up the idea of letting Zhao Xiaojun and them leave at this time, and was ready to fight to the death.

Although Zhao Xiaojun was able to think of this, he did not give up hope of life, because in Zhao Xiaojun's eyes, only the zombie spirit was a little anxious, as for the other demons and monsters, Zhao Xiaojun said that it was not a matter.

Then Zhao Xiaojun and they actively prepared for tonight's battle, Jiale and Qingqing were placed near the house and sprinkled with glutinous rice, and Xiaobei and the three of them were responsible for killing chickens and taking blood, and put hemp ropes in the chicken blood basin to make exorcism ropes. As for the Four-Eyed Daoist, the few of them have been recuperating and preparing for the big battle at night.

And Zhao Xiaojun was busy drawing talismans on the yellow cloth, and then Zhao Xiaojun wrapped the yellow cloth full of talismans one by one on the drum urn golden hammer of himself and Serena and several of them, in order to enhance the power of the talisman, Zhao Xiaojun put his supreme seal, stained with cinnabar ink that had been adjusted, and printed four big characters on the yellow cloth - Emperor and Emperor Road.

The sky slowly darkened, when the sun disappeared completely, and the stars and moon filled the sky, all the people couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and Jiale and several of them all looked at the dark night in front of them in fear, as if the zombie spirit would appear in the next moment!

Knock knock knock!

Not the next moment!

Just when everyone was trembling for half the night, and their spirits were already tired and tired after being tense for too long, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps like a giant walking, and the attention of Zhao Xiaojun and several of them was also attracted by the sudden sound of footsteps

As the footsteps approached, the figure of the zombie spirit walking also appeared in the eyes of Zhao Xiaojun and several of them.

Yes, not jumping, but walking like a normal person!

Although the two arms are still a little stiff, but they don't want to be flat, they can be simply lifted and put down, bent and rotated, although they are still very stiff compared to normal people, but for a zombie, it is already unimaginably flexible!

Not only that, this zombie spirit has not only been able to overcome the stiffness of his body, making him much more threatening, but has also regained his vision, which can be seen from the zombie spirit stopping in front of the road sprinkled with glutinous rice.

Just when Zhao Xiaojun and a few of them were attracted by the zombie spirit, Zhao Xiaojun and the other three directions of the others were already surrounded by ghost soldiers with money rat pigtails. It looks like there should be six or seven hundred (ghosts).

Just when Zhao Xiaojun and the other three directions of the others were surrounded by ghost soldiers, from the darkness in front of them, another group of ghost soldiers appeared.

The leader is a Manchu Tartar wearing a royal robe and a pockmarked face, looking at the degree of condensation of his ghost body, Zhao Xiaojun They know that this Manchu Tartar should also be a ghost king with a thousand years of Taoism, but Zhao Xiaojun's attention was quickly attracted by a cute and beautiful female ghost next to this Manchu Tartar.

The Manchu Tartar wearing the imperial robe, when he saw Zhao Xiaojun looking at his concubine unscrupulously with lustful eyes, immediately shouted angrily: "Presumptuous!" ”

Hearing this majestic roar, Zhao Xiaojun's attention refocused on the body of the Manchu Tartar wearing the imperial robe, Zhao Xiaojun looked at his pockmarked face and the imperial robe on his body, Zhao Xiaojun opened his mouth and asked, "Kang Mazi?" ”

After hearing Zhao Xiaojun's words, the face of the ghost king in front of him suddenly turned dark, and then he spoke: "I am the Emperor of Titian Longyun, Dingtong, Jianji, Yingrui, Qinwen, Xianwu, Great Virtue, Honggong, Zhiren, Chun, and Xiaozhang. ”

And Zhao Xiaojun was directly stunned by this series of words, looking at the expression of his apprentice, the Thousand Crane Daoist on the side said directly: "It's Emperor Shunzhi." ”

After Zhao Xiaojun heard it, he couldn't help but say: "Isn't it over to say that you are the Emperor of Shunzhi, there are so many useless hairs, and you and Kangxi are worthy of being father and son, this pockmarked face should be inherited." ”

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