Chapter 622: Tall and Short
"Ahhhh
Ren Tingting was lying on the bed with her eyes closed and soaring soprano, which really made people wonder how her small body could make such a penetrating sound.
After closing her eyes and screaming for a while, Ren Tingting quickly noticed that something was wrong. Why haven't zombies bitten themselves yet? Is it difficult to think about which part of the mouth is better?
Why don't you take a sneak peek? Thinking about it, the screams gradually faded down.
The eyes secretly opened a slit, and at a glance, she saw the hideous and terrifying face of the zombie, which immediately startled her. But then Ren Tingting couldn't help but smile and snickered.
The zombie was stretching its arms back and forth to grab at him, but his shoulder was grabbed by the young forest road chief, and his body couldn't move a bit.
It's just that this zombie is still a dead eye, and he was carried away by the food, and the shrewdness of the trick just now is gone. Looks like a harlequin in a play.
Good guy, this zombie has more than thousands of pounds of strength. A casual wave of your hand is not much different from a collision with a multi-ton car.
Secretly surprised in his heart, Lin Daoyuan grabbed the zombie's shoulder, and shouted with both hands: "Go you!" ”
As if riding the clouds, the heavy zombie smashed headlong into the dirt in the open space in front of the building. There was an upside-down green onion with his legs facing the sky, and it was planted in front of Uncle Jiu who was anxiously coming!
Golden opportunity!
Uncle Nine has spent most of his life slaying demons and demons, and he has extremely rich combat experience. Rush forward and use the hundred-year-old peachwood sword enshrined in front of the ancestral master's spiritual throne to stop and slash!
Dead blood splattered, and the injured zombie slammed his hands on the ground and flew upside down. Two deep palm prints were left in the soil, and the strong force almost made the ninth uncle, who was about to add the battle results, fall to the ground.
Just as the zombie rushed towards the ninth uncle, who had not yet stood firmly, a loud shout suddenly came from behind him: "Sanyang Fire Curse!" ”
A large blazing fireball with a diameter of more than three meters instantly drowned the zombies from behind. Just a few meters away, Uncle Nine could still feel the scorching heat!
"What a powerful fire technique! The Heavenly Escape Sect really lives up to its reputation! ”
Uncle Jiu's praise made the corners of Lin Daoyuan's mouth show a strange smile. If there were people in the Naruto world, they would definitely exclaim loudly.
Nima! When did the Hao Fireball Technique become the Three Yang Fire Spell?!
Well, follow the locals, don't care. Those who care about the details are stupid.
"Roar~!"
Suddenly. The zombie wrapped in flames rushed straight towards Uncle Nine from the flames! The pale green corpse is full of energy, and the flames and ice disintegrate!
Uncle Nine didn't care about face, and a lazy donkey rolled around to avoid the claws of the corpse.
Then the body is like a civet cat, jumping straight and straight from the ground, and the head will not be thrown back with the right arm.
Copper coins automatically rushed out of the cuffs, and flew one after another on the zombies with a crackling sound. But the zombie has a strong corpse qi to protect the body, and it is not injured!
Driven by mana, the copper coin automatically flew back into a money sword. If this hand is put in the future generations, it will definitely be an excellent weapon for playing handsome bubble girls.
But Uncle Jiu's face changed suddenly: "Be careful, this zombie has grown into a hundred-year-old zombie king." Not only is it infinitely powerful, but it also has a lot of resistance to many spells, which is very difficult to deal with! ”
You must know that this is a copper coin of the Five Emperors, and each copper coin needs to contain a little national fortune to be elected. It was difficult to gather these one hundred and eight Five Emperor Copper Coins.
What's more, it still needs to be cultivated by mana over the years. Waiting for an idle evil creature can kill it with a single sword, but now it is difficult to even hurt this zombie king!
Just when the two people of the Ren Mansion fought against the zombie king, Yizhuang ushered in an uninvited guest.
Two middle-aged men in Taoist robes, one tall and thin, the other short, are full of features.
The tall and thin man looked at the empty Yizhuang. sneered twice: "Hehe, senior brother, look at it, this Lin Jiu is still a master of the Shangqing faction in Maoshan Mountain, and he doesn't even have a protective spell for his residence."
I really don't know whether to praise him for his confidence or for having no one in his eyes. But it's okay, it's convenient for us. ”
The little brother had a disdainful smile on his face, and he was startled as soon as he opened his mouth. The hoarse and weird voice of the night owl doesn't use special effects to pretend to be a ghost at night, and it has its own terrifying aura.
"Truly~! Although Maoshan is a major sect in the world, there are many scriptures and scriptures, mystical methods and secret strategies that have been lost or lost for thousands of years. Or outcast.
The inheritance is incomplete, and the master is missing. Today's Maoshan is not the Maoshan of the past. Senior brother, you and I are not the beneficiaries. ”
"What Senior Brother said is that it is estimated that Lin Jiu is still having a headache about how to deal with the Zombie King. Kill him later, and the soul of the cultivator will increase the mana of the senior brother again. ”
"Hehe, the junior brother is too modest. Although his physique was not as strong as those martial arts masters, he was even more powerful if he was refined into a zombie.
I can't say that the junior brother will be able to use the time to envoy the three hundred-year-old zombie kings in some time. That's what makes me jealous. ”
The short brother and the tall and thin brother complimented each other, seemingly brotherly, but they were always wary of each other. There is at least half a body distance between the two!
Subsequently, two unknown Taoist priests rummaged through boxes and cabinets in Yizhuang to find something. In addition to deliberately avoiding the Patriarch Hall during the operation, that posture was no different from digging three feet into the ground.
It's just that the two didn't find out. There were "eyes" in the air smaller than dust watching their every move.
After scraping the Maoshan secret in Uncle Jiu's room, the master suddenly took out a few hairs from the pillow and shouted in surprise.
"Senior brother, I found it!"
I have been paying close attention to observe until I confirmed that there was nothing unusual about the things that the junior brother had gotten, and then the short senior brother nodded and ordered: "Go quickly, here is the blessing of the Maoshan Patriarch, not a place to stay for a long time." ”
Sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy, and this short Taoist is using his junior brother to test whether Uncle Nine has laid any secret methods to prevent theft!
The tall and thin Taoist priest didn't notice the sinister intentions of the senior brother at all, and carefully wrapped a few strands of hair in his arms like a peerless treasure.
The two quickly left Yizhuang and galloped to a nearby hill. At a glance, I found that the altar had been prepared here!
The seven-pole cloth banner is erected in the shape of a dark dipper, and the mouth of the spoon points to the official altar. The dwarf senior brother looked solemn and solemn, holding a long banner with strange patterns.
He took Uncle Jiu's hair and put it into the fine yellow paper where the charm was drawn, and then folded it into the shape of a paper figure and placed it in the center of the altar table.
The hand pinched the law, and the three long incense sticks in the incense burner spontaneously combusted without fire. Then he recited a mantra in his mouth, and the mana was injected into the long banner and danced slowly.
Suddenly. A gloomy wind suddenly rose in the woods. The leaves are rattling, the seven-pole flags are flying in the wind, and the cigarettes are lingering!
There was a strange cry of ghosts and wolves all around, and for all this, both the senior brother and the junior brother turned a deaf ear, obviously used to it.
With mana support. Around the long flag, a fierce and hideous soul appeared! Putting the ghost into the banner to make a magic weapon, this person is really an evil way!
Then the long flag tapped in the air, and the black gas flew out and disappeared on the left arm of the paper man!
Far away in Ren's mansion, an invisible curse force descended. Uncle Jiu, who was fighting against the Zombie King, suddenly hung down uncontrollably, and no matter how he drove it, he didn't react at all!
The arms lose control, and the center of gravity of the body is unbalanced. The Zombie King suddenly opened his mind in an instant, and actually chose to forcibly break through the secret technique of Lin Dao Yuan Huo and rush straight to Uncle Jiu!
Dangerous! Lin Daoyuan immediately noticed that something was wrong, his figure flashed, and the latter came first. Rush to the Zombie King's side in an instant. Make a small grappling and crush the bones of the zombie's arms!
This is not over, and then the right foot is linked, and two kicks are quickly kicked at a speed that is so fast that there is no shadow that it directly kicks the zombie's leg bone!
Even if it's a zombie, you can't move if your limbs and bones are broken. After tying it tightly with alloy chains and instructing Wencai and Qiusheng to take care of it, Lin Daoyuan took Uncle Jiu and rushed towards the enemy.
Although it is difficult to exert his full strength in front of Uncle Jiu, Lin Daoyuan's speed is still comparable to that of a galloping horse.
In the mountains and forests near Yizhuang, the tall and thin junior brother suddenly shouted in horror: "Senior brother." My zombie king has been subdued by that Taoist priest of the Heavenly Escape Sect! That guy is not only good at fire escape, but his strength is even more terrifying. I actually used brute force to pinch off the bones of the zombie king! ”
The little brother was also shocked. I want to retreat immediately. But he fled without even seeing the enemy, and the enemy was still a hairy boy. Where will his face go when this is spread?
Unwillingly, he glanced at the ghostly banner in his hand, and the dwarf Taoist was ruthless in his heart, gritting his teeth and yelling.
"Panic! It's just a little ghost who hasn't grown all the hair, is it possible that you and I can't deal with a junior when we join forces? Bu Jiuyin Zombie Array. I'll kill Lin Jiu first! ”
Hearing this, the tall and thin junior brother also came back to his senses.
A sect that didn't even have a name, and a young leader. The strength is definitely not much stronger.
Maybe the other party just has a secret method to temporarily increase his strength, and he just happens to defeat the zombie king.
With such relief in his heart, he took out a golden delicate bell from his bosom and shook it.
Crisp ringtones melodious. Let the listener be refreshed and wise. A hundred meters away from the altar, one after another zombies came out of the forest and gathered here. A rough count shows that there are 3,927 of them!
During this time, the dwarf Taoist re-performed the curse spell. This time, Sen Sen's ghost spirit sank into the paper man's right arm!
In Lin Daoyuan's perception, the invisible curse power quickly sank into Uncle Jiu's right arm across the space. It was so fast that he didn't even react for a moment!
What a speed! What a weird curse!
Seeing Uncle Jiu's right arm hanging down like soft mud, Lin Daoyuan was shocked.
It was the first time he had come into contact with the strange power of the curse. He couldn't help but think of a powerful curse technique that was famous in the God List.
The nail-headed seven-arrow book that almost killed Jiang Ziya! Killing people in the air and thousands of miles away, the curse technique is a bit **.
With a flash of light in his eyes, Lin Daoyuan suddenly released his source power.
It was not transformed into other energies such as magic power, chakra, etc., but only used the purest source power to form a shield to envelop the Ninth Uncle in it.
He wanted to test whether the source power could withstand the curse.
Suddenly, the power of the invisible curse in the void reappeared. This time, it targeted Uncle Nine's left leg!
But the cursed power that was as swift as the wind slammed into the source force and was bounced upside down.
Sure enough, the source power was higher in nature than mana, and this low-level curse was ineffective against itself.
In that case, little thing, it's your bad luck.
Lin Daoyuan, who was secretly complacent, immediately controlled the source power to surround the cursed power like a big bad wolf, and swallowed it in one gulp! "Poof!"
The curse was broken, and the dwarf Taoist was immediately counterattacked and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood.
"The kid who killed a thousand knives actually dared to break my curse. Dao Ye is going to pull your skin and tendons today, search for souls and turn them into ghost slaves for eternity! (To be continued.) )