It was night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the wind was angry.

Ling Feng stroked Ah Huang twice, looked at the sky outside the window, and at night in this world, it seemed to be this kind of weather.

Bang! Thundered!

Suddenly, lightning flashed and thundered, and after a while, the downpour began to pour and rain.

At the gate, the four-eyed Taoist looked at the thick sky like ink, and a trace of worry rose in his heart: "I don't know what happened to my junior brother." ”

……

In a mountain forest, the Qianhe Dao people were drenched in heavy rain, waiting for the soldiers with "Yong" written on their clothes to set up camp.

Under the pouring rain, Qianhe Dao people shouted luck in their hearts, fortunately after listening to Ling Feng's words, he did not dismantle the tent, otherwise once the coffin was in the rain and the ink bucket magic array met the water, the consequences would be absolutely unimaginable.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I'm angry!" Waving a small handkerchief, the black waiter urged the soldiers.

"Hey, hey, hey—"

Finally, at the urging of the Servant Lang, the soldiers finally reluctantly set up their first tent.

"Wu Shilang, can you let the coffin go in first?" The Thousand Crane Daoist glanced at the coffin worriedly, although the tent was still there, the rain was too strong, and the ink bucket circle had already begun to get wet.

"Why?" Wu Shilang winked playfully, and then asked.

Qianhe Daoren said solemnly: "The coffin has begun to get wet, and it is easy to cause the ink fountain array to be drenched in water and fade. ”

"No way!" Wu Shirou swept it in front of Chizuru Daoren with a small handkerchief, and then smiled and refused.

The Thousand Crane Daoist took a deep breath, cultivators, should be as calm as water, avoid haste and impatience, but this black servant is too annoying!

"Wu Shilang, if it's a little later, ......"

"No, it's late, it's no problem, if you say no, it's not okay!" Wu Shilang said, and then flattered the child in the red official uniform: "Seventy-one elder brother, the camp has been set up, let's go in?" ”

"You have to sit still."

"Hmm." The seventy-one elder brother nodded slightly, maintaining the demeanor of a dragon son and a dragon grandson.

"From ~ sedan ~"

Wu Shilang shouted in a long voice.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Qianhe Dao's face sank like water, and he couldn't wait to draw his sword and kill this eunuch, but he couldn't help himself in the rivers and lakes, and since he had entered this red dust, he had to endure the consequences of all this.

Qianhe Daoren thought about it, the strength of this zombie is not weak, although he has subdued him before, but it was noon, when the yang qi was at its peak and the corpse qi was the weakest, and he also used the magic circle.

But now in the barren mountains and mountains, he only has a peach wood sword weapon and a bag of glutinous rice borrowed from his senior brother, once the zombie escapes, he may not be an opponent.

Chizuru Dao was terrified, even if he subdued the zombie, it was difficult to guarantee that he would not lose his arms and legs, and the most important thing was that he had to subdue the zombie without damaging his body.

No, it's too dangerous to go on like this!

The alarm bell rang in the hearts of Qianzuru Dao people, and he would never be able to solve this zombie on his own, and he had to ask for help from his senior brother.

"Xiaobei!" Qianhe Daoist pulled his apprentice over, and then said to him: "You immediately go to your master's residence at the foot of the mountain, ask him for help, and say that the zombies have escaped, and the teacher alone cannot solve it." ”

"Go!!"

The eyes of the thousand crane Taoist people are sharp, and their faces are like heavy dates.

"Yes, Master!"

Xiaobei hugged his fists, then turned around and ran towards the foot of the mountain.

Don't look at their group for a long time, but, dragging a big golden coffin, no matter how fast the foot is, they can't go far, not to mention, there is a pampered eunuch and a minor seventy-one elder brother.

Qianhe Daoren wiped the rain from his face, hoping that the senior brother would come as soon as possible, and even more so that there would be nothing to do tonight.

This is, with the efforts of the brave soldiers of the Qing Dynasty, the second camp was finally built, and the faces of the Qianhe Dao people were overjoyed: "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and push into the camp!" ”

"Yes!"

The three disciples of Dongxinan answered in unison, quickly grabbed the reins, and then began to pull hard, and several brave soldiers also supported the feet of the tent and dragged hard.

However, because of the muddy road, the golden coffin could not be pushed and only shook in place.

"Hard, hard!"

Several people shouted the trumpet and pushed forward hard, and finally, the coffin slowly pushed forward towards the camp.

However, at this moment, when the coffin was a few meters away from Dayingkou, a gust of wind suddenly struck, blowing away the coffin's tent.

After the strong wind, the rain stopped suddenly, and the original downpour stopped for a moment, as if it had never rained before.

Seeing such a strange weather, a sense of foreboding surged in the hearts of the Thousand Crane Dao people, and just as he was about to drink to make everyone on guard, a flash of lightning flashed in the sky.

Boom Boom –

The Thousand Crane Daoist raised his head and looked at the sky with a heavy face, and the vigilance in his heart was raised to the highest.

Bang!

A bolt of lightning fell from the sky, accurately slashing on the golden coffin, and the electric current spread all over the few brave soldiers pushing the coffin, but it was the three apprentices in the east and west, because the coffin was not affected by pulling the coffin with a rope.

Bang!

The lightning sparks flashed, and several brave soldiers were so hard that they flew out, their faces scorched black, and there was a smell of meat.

Not good!

The face of the Thousand Crane Dao people changed greatly, and the heavenly thunder had extremely strong restraint on all the spells, and the power of the ink bucket magic circle would definitely be greatly weakened if it was split like this.

Jumping up, the Thousand Crane Daoist stepped on the coffin, and then took out a yellow talisman and slapped it on the coffin.

However, with a "poof", Huang Fu burst into flames, and then turned into powder, and the evil ink net on the coffin began to glow red.

This is not a good thing, it shows that the lightning strike just now has weakened the power of the formation, and the zombies inside the coffin are trying to break through the circle.

There were a few bangs, and the zombie had broken a few ink ropes, and the coffin board slowly opened.

"Drink!"

Qianhe Dao was lucky with Dantian, his legs were forced, and then he let out a loud shout, and forced the coffin board that had been lifted back violently.

"Rope!"

The Thousand Crane Daoist shouted, and when the three apprentices heard this, they suddenly threw out a rope with the thickness of their arms, and helped the Thousand Crane Daoist tie up the coffin.

However......

Bang!

The coffin board was violently opened, instantly tearing through the ink fountain net and the thick rope, and at the same time pushing the Thousand Crane Daoist people away.

A zombie wearing a Qing official uniform slowly floated up from the golden coffin, with a lime-like face, lifeless eyes, and four sharp fangs, all indicating the danger of this zombie.

"Bundle the corpse!"

Xiao Dong shouted, the three of them surrounded the zombies, and then quickly took off the ropes on their backs, and threw them to the senior brothers on their right, forming a rope array of corpses in a triangular trend, and the red light on the rope was flushed, and it really strangled the zombies.

Qianhe Daoren took down the peachwood sword behind him with his backhand, and with his left hand, the peachwood sword was covered with a layer of brilliant yellow light.

The Thousand Crane Daoist shouted, pulled a sharp sword flower, and stepped forward, and the long sword stabbed out suddenly.

Zi –

The peachwood sword covered in yellow light slices through the zombie's hard body like a hot knife slicing through a scalper

"Ahh

The zombie raised its head to the sky and roared, grabbed out with its blue-purple hands, buckled it on Chizuru's arm, and then opened its mouth wide and bit at the neck of Chizuru Daoren.

Chizuru gritted his teeth and raised a kick to kick the zombie in the chin from the bottom up, however, the zombie thrust hard in the chest and abdomen, sending him into the air.

"Damn!"

The Thousand Crane Daoist lifted his clothes, took out the glutinous rice, and applied it to the wound scratched by the zombie, and suddenly, a fishy smell wafted up.

Looking at the zombies who were still bound by the corpse rope array, Qianhe Daoren smiled bitterly, Senior Brother, if you don't come again, Senior Brother, I will really have to explain here.