These dried corpses are not zombies or walking corpses at all, and it is more accurate to call them Yin corpses.

They were all killed by this old ghost, sucking up their essence, qi and blood, and then turned into yin corpses controlled by it.

The old ghost's idea is quite beautiful, let the yin corpse entangle Zhang Ziyu, stabilize the injury by himself, and then kill him.

After all, it was still a little afraid of the sword in Zhang Ziyu's hand, but fortunately, the power above to restrain the evil was not completely aimed at ghosts.

The yin corpse pounced, Zhang Ziyu was not afraid at all, but showed a smile.

I can finally try the special restraint of my bone sword.,Although the yin corpse is not a zombie.,But it's still quite close to the corpse.,Rounding it off.,Isn't it a brother who comes to cut me.。

Zhang Ziyu's heart moved, the tyrant armor three-piece suit, and the black armor was attached to him in an instant, looking sharp and cold, especially the bone sword with white gold patterns in his hand, fighting the frost sorrow bone of the sunset.

His appearance is a bit like that of the Lich King.

Of course, if you have a helmet, cape, gloves, belt, and shoes, that's a little bit more like that.

The old ghost was taken aback, but he didn't stop the movement of the yin corpse, and seven or eight yin corpses had already pounced in front of Zhang Ziyu.

The dry fingers look like they have scratched the body of Zhang Ziyu.

Zhang Ziyu slashed with a sword, and the sword light directly cut off the hands of the yin corpse, and the bone-like hands instantly emitted black smoke, which soon decayed and shriveled, and scattered at the touch of a touch.

Sure enough, the Bone Sword has an increase in damage for corpse-like monsters.

The old ghost was taken aback, Zhang Ziyu didn't pay attention to its look, and in the face of the Yin corpse that surrounded him, he was close to the fist, and there was a clattering sound, and he immediately flew out upside down.

As long as there is an entity that has no special protection, what is the difference between that and lighting up the health bar.

Sure enough, Zhang Zi's fishbone sword swept, coupled with the fist attack, a few couldn't breathe, and the seven or eight yin corpses were split into several pieces, and the remnants of the body were emitting black smoke, decaying rapidly, and completely silent.

The old ghost was shocked when he saw this, but he still didn't die, he was already close to the level of a powerful ghost, and he probably had the strength to practice qi at the ninth level.

Even if he was stabbed by Zhang Ziyu and his body was injured, he would not have no combat effectiveness.

Therefore, he also wanted to kill Zhang Ziyu and treat him as his own blood food.

This mass grave doesn't come often, and now he doesn't eat this person, and he changes it to an ordinary person as blood food, he doesn't know how many more people he has to eat to become a ghost.

The old ghost flew and attacked, and Zhang Ziyu slashed over with a sword.

This time the old ghost is on guard, where will he catch up directly, his figure is fluttering, dodging the sword, and then the ghost claw grabbed Zhang Ziyu.

Zhang Ziyu's sword blade was blocked, and with a bang, it collided with the ghost.

"Hahaha, boy, you have powerful fists and feet, but except for this sword, see how you hurt me."

Zhang Ziyu was testing his sword, but it was obvious that the old ghost felt that he had mastered the method of dealing with Zhang Ziyu, and immediately laughed out loud.

"I can't beat you, can I?"

Zhang Ziyu sneered, I have a lot of talismans and magic weapons, I really think I can't beat you, right?

"The sky is clear and the earth is clear, the ancestor shows the true spirit, and the disciple Zhang Ziyu invites the ancestor to the master, and he is as anxious as the law."

Zhang Ziyu put away the bone sword, and then pinched the bronze sword in his hand, and directly asked the god to come up.

After reciting the formula, the divine power of incense and fire poured into Zhang Ziyu's body in an instant, and he was originally one meter and eight tall, but he instantly skyrocketed into a devil muscleman.

"Bang"

Zhang Ziyu touched his fists with both hands, rubbed his hands, and sneered: "You said I can't beat you with my fists and feet, right?" ”

The old ghost panicked, this guy would invite God, could it be that it had something to do with the Taoist priest in Yizhuang.

Not only is it worried about Zhang Ziyu's background, but now Zhang Ziyu's strength has also made it retreat.

So it turned its head sharply, trying to turn into a black shadow and flee the place immediately.

Zhang Ziyu took eight steps to catch the cicada, his body was like a giant meteor, and he flashed directly behind the old ghost: "It's all here, don't go." ”

He grabbed the back of the old ghost's neck with his big hand, grabbed it tightly, and pressed it to the ground with a strong hand.

"I can't beat you, can I!"

"Bang!"

"My fists are useless, are they?"

"Bang!"

One sentence and one punch, Zhang Ziyu didn't bother to make excuses when he got to the back, anyway, he pressed the hammer and punched him for almost ten punches, and the old ghost's painful wail resounded through the woods.

After inviting God, the power of incense fire is attached to Zhang Ziyu's body, and he naturally has it on his fist, not to mention fighting ghosts, even if it is a more evil thing, it will be directly harmed.

If it weren't for Zhang Ziyu controlling the amount of strength, this old ghost would probably be cold by now.

"The sky is clear, the soul of your yin is captured, follow the order, listen to my orders."

The ghost charm in Zhang Ziyu's hand appeared, and the yellow charm ignited in an instant, and then the pale golden charm appeared in his hand.

He pressed the spell towards the old ghost, and then the charm instantly burst into a brighter light, and the old ghost's body stiffened, gradually becoming smaller under the suppression of the light.

The ghost mantra was planted into the old ghost's body, and Zhang Ziyu suddenly felt a weak connection between him and the old ghost through the ghost mantra.

He was able to order the old ghost through this connection, but this connection was still too weak, even if it was a coercive order and a coercive punishment, it was just like a needle prick.

If the old ghost is willing, he can break free with some time.

Zhang Ziyu knew that it was only the stage of soul dementoring, and he would have to strengthen this connection in the future in order to achieve the real ghost control.

"Be honest."

Zhang Ziyu punched the old ghost again, then took out a small porcelain bottle, grabbed the smaller old ghost, and then stuffed it in.

The small porcelain vase is used to imprison ghosts, and it is wrapped with a charm to suppress evil spirits, and the old ghost wants to get out of it, but the difficulty is not ordinary.

Zhang Ziyu closed the cap of the bottle, and looked around at this time, and sure enough, the yin qi and ghost qi dispersed a lot.

The geist is also thoughtful, and will not know that someone will still be in place.

Moreover, this old ghost was originally the king and hegemon, and he had already driven away a lot of wandering spirits, and if he caught it now, it was estimated that he would not be able to catch it.

"Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, hurry out, it's time to get off work."

Zhang Ziyu took the bottle in his hand, and then shouted at the empty woods.

Sure enough, not long after, two Taoist priests, one fat and one thin, walked out of the woods.

"Senior nephew, why are you moving so fast, we just got lost for a while, and you caught a ghost?"

Zhang Ziyu rolled his eyes, you have to pretend to be lost, at least don't put away the breath charm in front of me, no wonder I said that I couldn't find any trace.

"What a coincidence, when I practiced courage, either I got lost, or my master got lost. Uncle Shi, is this our Maoshan tradition? ”

Xu Fa's face stiffened, and he suddenly remembered that he was almost thrown into the mountains by his master, which seemed to be really traditional.

Zhang Ziyu took out the porcelain vase, looked at Qian Kai, and asked, "Uncle Shi, will I strengthen the connection of this ghost control spell next?" ”

Qian Kai glanced at the bottle, but he knew that the evil ghost equivalent to the ninth layer of qi training was contained in it, and the appearance of the master and nephew in front of him pressing the demon blasting hammer was still imprinted in his mind.

It's really the disciple of the four-eyed junior brother, and the tendon and flesh of the magic technique has that flavor.

After complaining frantically about the thoughts in his head, he came back to his senses, and shook his head and said: "Yes and no, there are actually different ways to drive ghosts to this part, I will go back and talk to you about it first, this place is not suitable." ”