As soon as he finished speaking, Tong Bingyang was full of murderous energy. The ancient city of sand burial has been regarded by him as a private treasure house, and he does not hesitate to wait for a thousand years to be resurrected and explored, how can he tolerate outsiders to set foot on it.

This kind of character is full of all kinds of secret techniques before his death, and he is not sure that the monster Qijian is simply above the flying zombie, not to mention that this person was the famous Tong Bingyang in his previous life, and the means that Qijian can master to subdue demons and punish evil are simply pediatrics in front of such a character as him.

I really can't imagine what will happen if I start with him, the fat man saw that the situation was not good, and his brain was active and shouted: "Good man and slow." ”

A scream stopped Tong Bingyang, but then the fat man was in trouble, and he had to say something to hold him back.

There was almost no too much consideration, and the fat man's adaptability was swift: "You are not afraid of Zhang Tianshi's heir, but this is the great witch of Miao Jiang, and his methods are vicious, is it good for us to make money in harmony?" With a smile on his face, his flattering appearance made people wonder if he was going to rebel, if this trick didn't work, he would definitely be a corpse rape.

The faint green light hit everyone's face, and the fat man felt that he was too naïve after saying this, and the identity of July had already been seen through at a glance, and if he was afraid, he would not be so threatening.

Sure enough, Tong Bingyang looked at the dusty and immature face coldly, and said indifferently: "Even if Tong Jia wants the frost witch here, I am not afraid, let alone a black seedling descendant." ”

When it was over, the fat man's face suddenly turned pale, and it took a long time to recover. Since this is the case, if you don't fight to the death with him today, you will die after all.

At this time, Tong Bingyang's appearance transformed, no longer the young and immature Zhu Beichen before, but returned to an old face, with an elegant atmosphere in his expression, and a bit of yin and evil. The face turned hideous with the gathering evil qi, and that fear was entrenched in everyone's hearts for a while, and they all involuntarily retreated.

The fat man finally took it seriously and asked solemnly, "What should I do?" ”

Qijian calmed down a little, few people know the method of refining corpses, the earliest source is the Jiuli Wu clan, Tong Bingyang has always been a person with a quirky personality, it is very likely to find this method of refining corpses in ancient classics, but I don't know what level the corpse in front of me belongs to. In short, since it is from the handwriting of the famous Tong Bingyang, it will not be easy to deal with.

Tong Bingyang's mind became trance-like, and the weight of the surrounding aura caused the surrounding air to fluctuate layer by layer, and the nails on the originally wrinkled hands stretched violently, growing sharp nails of about ten inches, and the nails were dark black, and they knew at a glance that they were stained with intense corpse poison. The flesh and skin on his hands fell off inch by inch, revealing the miserable white bones, and a faint white mist was generated from between the bones of the corpse.

"If you don't turn bones, he doesn't turn bones." Be careful, July judged the level of this zombie for the first time, and the most peculiar of the eight types of zombies is naturally not to transform bones. Although the seven kinds of zombies are all gathered yin qi and become stiff, they are all incomplete zombies, and there are more or less defects of one kind or another, but the bones are formed after thousands of years, and the resentful yin soul is deep into the bone marrow, which can be called the thousand-year-old zombie king.

"What, this guy doesn't turn bones!" The fat man's dead eyes, even a glimmer of hope for life were lost at this moment.

"Don't break bones?" Han Qingxin has also heard of this kind of zombie, but where has he seen zombies in his life, let alone the difference between immortal bones and flying zombies that belong to the top of the zombie pyramid.

The yin qi does not disperse, and no one can make it return to the dusty bones. Qijian took out a series of talismans from his body, and grabbed a hand of the messy bright yellow talismans, most of which were useless, and finally grabbed a handful of pure heart runes and threw them towards the sky, and then chanted the spell sacrifice talismans: Taishang Taitai Star, the strain does not stop. Exorcise evil spirits and protect your life. Wisdom is clear and the mind is at peace. The three souls are eternal, and there is no loss of soul. Haste as a law.

The talisman seal was thrown, and Qijian held a bronze sword in his left arm, concentrating, and the sword pointed through the air. As the spell was refined, the Pure Heart Talisman was full of light, and the thin piece of paper wrapped it in a layer of divine halo, and it suddenly came to life.

A few talismans seemed to have eyes, and they were menacing and rushed away without turning into bones.

There is a play, the seventh brother is really crippled, and he is still so powerful. The fat man who saw this scene was amazed, and was full of hope that the rune would be effective and kill the immortal corpse.

The ensuing scene shocked everyone, and the hope that had just been ignited was dashed in an instant. Before the talisman could get close, the sharp gaze swept away, and a few talisman seals faded their halos, returning to the essence of the paper, and then a flame quickly enveloped it, and it didn't take long to burn the paper in the air.

It's so strong, this is already the most powerful talisman that the seven can use, and it disappeared without even having a chance to tickle it.

It was the first time that everyone present had seen such a zombie king who had only appeared in legends.

Han Qingxin shot decisively, and the bullets were fired one by one, but it seemed to be blocked in mid-air by a layer of water curtain, and none of them could hit the bones.

Just when Qijian and Han Qingxin each let go of their hands and feet to attack, they disappeared in place strangely. As soon as he appeared again, Nanama felt a disgusting aura so strong that he was approaching, and immediately blocked the heavy bronze sword in front of him to protect his chest, and in less than half a second, a pair of sharp claws seemed to stretch directly from the void.

With a sonorous sound, the thick bronze ancient sword couldn't resist the boneless claws, and it was broken into several pieces at the slightest contact, and the sharp and dark nails pierced through the bronze sword and straight into the chest of Qijian. When he retracted again, the blood gushing out of his chest was extremely black.

Under the pain, Shichima decisively kicked in the chest that did not melt the bones. In other words, if it was kicked on an ordinary person, or a person like Han Qingxin who knew how to do kung fu, it was enough to kick a few ribs and kick it on the body of the boneless, but it didn't move a minute at all, but the seven rooms were shocked several meters away.

The immortal bone, which combines speed, power and strange body and body, is almost a god-like existence in this heaven and earth, it will not die, let alone fall into reincarnation, immortal and immortal, this is immortal bones.

Shichima wiped the blood on his chest, knowing that he had been poisoned by the corpse poison carried by the immortal bones, and the strength of each corpse poison was different, and the poison of the immortal bones was probably the most powerful of the corpse poisons. This time it's really nine deaths, and I'm really going to be martyred here today.

"Phew!" Shichima spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground, bit his middle finger, and violently dropped the blood in the center of his forehead, and made several strange handprints with one hand.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, Wan Qi Root. Cultivating hundreds of millions of eons proves my magical powers. Inside and outside the Three Realms, only the Tao is the only one. There is a golden light in my body, which reflects my body. Blind to it, not to hear it. Covering the world and nurturing the masses. Received 10,000 times, there is light in the body. The guards of the Three Realms, the Five Emperors welcome. All gods salute, and serve the thunder. Demons are frightened, and spirits are forgetful. There is a thunderbolt inside, and the god of thunder is incognito. The wisdom of the hole is thorough, and the five are soaring. The golden light appears quickly, covering real people. Haste as a law. ”