If it is buried underground, the corpse poison on its body will lead to a radius of ten miles of land without grass, and even the water in the river cannot be drunk, and the light ones will be poisoned, and the heavy ones will die.

Now Wu Feng can only try to use the heavenly fire to burn the flying zombie in front of him, for the legendary Samadhi True Fire, when he was in the Broken Soul Cliff, the white-haired old man taught him some methods, but he has not cultivated yet, and he may not be able to draw out the Samadhi True Fire.

After looking at the frozen corpse for a while, Wu Feng asked Lao Liu Tou for a package, took out a brush and some cinnabar from it, and broke his fingers with a knife, dripped the blood into the cinnabar, stirred it, and then dipped the brush in the bloody cinnabar, and drew runes on the limbs and chest of the stiff corpse.

Then he took two steps back, folded his hands, pinched a strange handprint, and said something in his mouth, and after a while, he suddenly shouted: "Go fire!" ”

After these two words were spit out, a "bang" was suddenly heard, and a blue flame suddenly rose above the frozen corpse, wrapping the entire body of the flying zombie.

However, this heavenly fire has no temperature, and the evil aura it burns is harmless to people, even if you stand in the middle of the heavenly fire, it will not hurt you in the slightest, and you can even feel that the heavenly fire is a little cold.

"Skyfire ......"

A very surprised voice sounded, Wu Feng and Lao Liu Tou turned their heads to look, but saw that the Taoist who had been torn off an arm by Fei Stiff came over, his wound was treated simply, as a Taoist priest, the five veins of metaphysics have to be more or less on some, and there is a medical word in these five veins, which is about the ability to see a doctor and save people, as long as it is a Taoist priest, he will simply deal with this injury.

At this moment, the old man walked to Wu Feng and Lao Liu's side tremblingly, looked at the flying zombie corpse that was burned by the heavenly fire, and exclaimed: "This little master can have this cultivation at a young age, it really makes the poor Dao embarrassed, such a profound technique as the heavenly fire, the poor Dao is still the first time to see it, it really opens the eyes of the poor Dao." ”

Wu Feng looked up and down at the old way in front of him, an hour ago, they were still enemies of each other, and they were all red-eyed, but now they have become comrades-in-arms who fight side by side, Wu Feng has never taken them in his eyes, because from beginning to end, Wu Feng regarded them as enemies, and never thought that such a thing would happen now.

At this moment, this old Taoist wolf is unbearable, his Taoist robe is full of blood, unkempt, his nose is blue and his face is swollen, he was beaten by the flying stiffness just now, but he can still see the age, he should be a few years older than his master, he should be in his sixties.

After this nightmarish change, Wu Feng couldn't say that he had any deep feelings for them, but he still had some good feelings at the moment, so he said slightly politely to the old man: "Senior Miao praised, it's just a little bit of ability." ”

The old man glanced at Wu Feng, shook his head, and his expression was a little depressed, he turned his head to look at the house that had been knocked down by the flying zombie, and in that house were his three brothers, all of whom had been dead for a long time.

After a while, with tears in his eyes, he said sadly: "The eight of us brothers all joined the White Lotus Sect a few years ago, and we have worked together for many years, and after ups and downs, I didn't think about it, and in today's battle, five brothers died here, and Poor Dao has become a wasted ......."