At the moment when my curse fell, the flying corpse twitched, and the yellow talisman on the center of his eyebrows suddenly burst into flames.

In an instant, the fire turned the yellow talisman into ashes.....

The flying corpse rolled its eyes and stood up suddenly.

The moment I barricaded my fangs, I had already used the power of the white tiger to punch.

"Bang" sounded loudly.

My fist landed on the chest of the flying corpse, and the deafening impact made my fist tingle and crack.

The flying corpse only took two steps back, and with its back against the damp and dripping tomb wall, it stopped steadily.

"How?"

Huang Shiyin said coolly: "Jiang Cheng, do you now know that you are a grasshopper shaking a tree?"

"Do you think that with the blessing of the power of the white tiger, you can compete with the flying corpse?"

"Manpower, how can you fight with corpses? What's more, the White Tiger is naturally blessed with great strength, but your own body is weak, how can you shake the flying corpse with the power of this blessing?"

Huang Shiyin was disappointed: "You just missed the perfect opportunity to escape..."

"Shut up," I snorted angrily, not caring if she was my cousin.

Her chattering words made my head bigger.

My heart is completely messed up.....

"You," Huang Shiyin wanted to say.

But Rao sensed my upset, and she didn't say much about it.

I looked at the flying corpse in front of me vigilantly....The moment he flew away, I threw out the beetle snake whip sideways, and hurriedly pinched the spell in my hand: "Disciple Jiang Cheng, respectfully ask the beetle snake in the hall to help!"

Cursed and drunk, "Sleepy!"

The snake whip moved in an instant... At the same time as the curse, it is like an illusion change, and the beetle snake is vividly rushing and flying corpses, which is the so-called overcoming rigidity with softness.

The beetle snake is soft, and it can still deal with the most rigid white tiger... That binds a flying corpse, naturally, is no problem.

In the blink of an eye, the beetle snake was like a vine entangled, and in an instant, it tied up the flying corpse and firmly bound it on the spot..."Jiang Cheng," Zhao Xiaohui asked in her heart, "What are you going to do next, you can't trap him all the time!"

"I know—" I'm waiting.

I looked up, looked at the damp dew on the stone wall, and spotted the location... I once again borrow the blessing of the power of the white tiger. Suddenly, he punched the flying corpse in the chest.

There was a loud "bang" and a sharp pain like a bone crack, which made my whole expression distorted.

However, fortunately, the flying corpse retreated sharply, and once again turned its back to the tide.

Borrowing the cold tide behind me....I know this is my last chance.

Success or failure is here!

My wrist twitched, and I shuddered and pulled out a corpse suppression talisman.

Then he approached the flying corpse step by step..."Jiang Cheng," the brocade mouse asked in a low voice, "What do you want to do?"

"He..." Huang Shiyin was stunned: "I see, I understand!"

"Jiang Cheng," Granny Bai was relieved, "the brave are fearless, and only the brave can be wise... Jiang Cheng, you've finally passed!"

"Thanks for the compliment," I was stunned, "success or failure is still two words."

The moment my mind fell, the yellow talisman in my hand also fell on the eyebrows of the flying corpse.

The key to the corpse is Huang Shiyin, who just talked about the reason for being cold-blooded.

The beetle snake sucks the yin and gathers the cold, and there is a beetle snake whip wrapped around the corpse, which is the best way to condense the surrounding moisture.

Watch the dampness spread all over the body of the flying corpse....

Even the eight-hundred-year-old five-element robe was soaked with moisture.

I knew that the opportunity had come....I immediately pinched the mantra and asked, "Disciple Jiang Cheng, respectfully ask the white grandmother in the hall to borrow the law!"

As the ice spell fell, I pointed to the center of the flying corpse's eyebrows.

In an instant, the ice condensed along the damp... Thin ice crystals condense at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"I've wronged you," my mind fell, and I could only work hard to condense the snake with the corpse.

Let the thin ice spread, and seal it in the thin ice along with the beetle snake.

Moment....

The flying corpse is shaped like a thin ice sculpture, erected in front of you.

It's like a near-perfect sculpture.

"Is that right, is he frozen?" The brocade mouse was stunned: "Could it be that Zhao Xiaohui doesn't care about him?"

If you put on your own backer beetle snake in order to seal a flying corpse, wouldn't it be worth the loss.

Of course I wouldn't be that stupid.....

What's more, this ice, corpse suppression talisman, and beetle snake entanglement.

It is absolutely impossible to seal the flying corpse forever.

In order to avoid future troubles, I turned around and walked in the direction of the ancient tomb.

"Where are you going?" The brocade-haired rat asked anxiously, "If you want to leave the tomb of Marquis Wu, you are going in the wrong direction."

Of course I know that.....

But I didn't want to leave now. After returning to the square pit, I rummaged through the hanging coffin that had just fallen to the ground and was broken.

"Don't look for it," the brocade rat was the most innocent: "You don't want to think about it, the thing that fixes the corpse, it must be the corpse bead, which has been used by you to deter Wuhou, where is there more?"

"He's not looking for the corpse beads," Huang Shiyin understood my thoughts, speculating, "He's looking for ......"

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