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On Earth in his previous life, Chang Jin had also heard of zombies. This thing gathers the grievances of heaven and earth, takes the aura of heaven and earth, and is born of bad luck. Immortal, immortal, immortal, and imperishable, it is rumored that he was abandoned by the Three Realms of Heaven, Earth and Man from all living beings, wandering and displaced. The body is stiff, and in the world, it uses resentment as strength and blood as food.

In his previous life, Chang Jin might be a little frightened when he encountered this thing. But now, having seen all the wonders of this world, he was briefly surprised by the zombies, and he had regained his normal heart.

is still the same sentence, no matter how many methods the old way has in front of me, I can only break it with one sword.

When he was thinking about it, he saw that the zombie's feet were on the ground, and he had flashed two or three feet away, and a pair of big hands were as black as ink, bent into eagle claws, and the nails were shiny like iron hooks. It seems that being caught by him is definitely uncomfortable.

Chang Jin didn't dare to risk his life, his body flashed sideways, and the sword flashed, slashing directly at the zombie's claws.

There was a dull sound of "choking", but it only left two marks on the zombie's wrist, and did not cut off the opponent's wrist.

This...... How is that possible? There is a majestic aura in the sword, and it is the nemesis of evil ghosts. In the past, most of the ghosts were not the enemy of a sword.

The zombie in front of him only had a slight pause, but it caught up again. And it travels incredibly fast, not at all as slow as the book describes.

There was confusion in his heart, but Chang Jin's movements were not slow, and his degree increased sharply, advancing and retreating, leaving a few sword marks on the zombie's body. Every sword mark slashed, and a trace of black mist erupted, but the zombie's movements were not affected in the slightest, and the degree was still fast.

Tempting to attack several times, Chang Jin suddenly recalled the scene of killing Nanshan Weng in Tongqu County, when this person also summoned ghost soldiers to fight, and one of the ghost generals had a body as hard as iron, and finally he took a lot of effort to kill him.

It turned out that this human body was doing the trick, and it wasn't really unkillable. No matter how strong the fortress is, there will always be a time when it will be breached, as long as you continue to merge the aura of Haoran into the end of the sword.

The master and apprentice who were watching the battle not far away were obviously in a different situation, and the Dao Tong was even more anxious: "Master?"

Liu Daoren's face became ugly, there was no ambush in the courtyard now, he had made up his mind to kill the comer, and he was fighting with the corpse. It's just that I didn't expect that this person's sword path is weird, and even the invulnerable corpse is restrained.

Looking at this situation, the corpse should not be able to support it for long. Take this opportunity to leave...... Still is...... The expression on the Taoist priest's face kept changing, and finally he sighed: "Apprentice, the ancestor left your uncle in the mountains to cultivate the Tao and sent me down the mountain to enter the world, and it was really right." ”

Somehow, Liu Daoren remembered the scene more than ten years ago at this moment. At that time, his Taoist talent was a few points higher than that of his junior brother, and the master sent a family to preach down the mountain, and the junior should have been selected, but the master chose him.

Liu Daoren was not angry and asked.

The master said that he was sleek and cautious, and he could seek a lifetime of happiness when he went down the mountain, but he was less decisive in his life, he was afraid of wolves and tigers, and he had no firm beliefs, and he wanted to become an immortal but couldn't.

Liu Daoren has always thought that the master is biased, but now that life and death are at stake, he is still the master who understands himself.

From the moment this scholar came to the door, he should have trapped him. As a result, because he looked ahead and thought too much, he was caught off guard and killed Ma Jin with a sword, and then he was still obsessed, with illusions in his heart and wanted to make peace.

Now that he has reached this step in the field, he has already been immortal, and his Dao heart is still not unique. No wonder he has been down the mountain for more than ten years, and he has traveled to several states of the Dayan Dynasty without gain, and he is really ashamed of his master and the true monarch.

Let's stick with it for now...... Thinking of this, Liu Daoren put the bell in Daotong's hand and said: "Apprentice, you command the iron slave to protect the Dharma for the master, and for the teacher, you want to ask the true monarch to help and kill this person." ”

"Yes," the Dao Tong resulted in the Dharma Bell, shaking violently.

With his movements, the corpses fighting against Chang Jin became even more crazy, their eyes completely turned red, and the black muscles and muscles swelled rapidly, tearing the already tattered clothes and scattering them into shards.

The naked body appeared in the courtyard, revealing blood-red talismans on the epidermis.

Chang Jin used to fight zombies with ease, but now he was a little at a loss, the opponent's strength and degree were more than doubled, and a pair of big hands grabbed and tied him to death.

Just as Chang Jin was fighting against the corpse, Liu Daoren over there took out a portrait of Daozun Zhenjun from the cloth. The portrait hovered in the void against the night wind, shimmering with a turquoise glow. Then he took out three sticks of sandalwood, and with a little finger, the sandalwood was all ignited.

Liu Daoren held sandalwood and bowed three times to the portrait of Daozun Zhenjun, sat cross-legged on the ground, and chanted a spell in his mouth.

For a moment, a mist rose in the entire courtyard, and several large trees around it rustled.

At the same time, Chang Jin was also surrounded by the corpse and put on the wall. Seeing that the opponent's claws were grabbing according to his chest, he didn't have time to swing his sword to block, so in a hurry, he had to rush out with his left hand and collide with it.

The zombie's strength was far from Chang Jin, and he felt as if his body had been hit by a speeding truck, and the whole person smashed through the wall and flew upside down into the house

As soon as he fell into the house, Chang Jin immediately held his sword in front of his chest to guard against zombie attacks.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that the other party stood on the spot. The black air flow on the arm bubbled up, and there was a sneering sound, and a large number of muscles fell off, and in a moment the entire arm had become a skeleton.

The power of one punch, how can it be so powerful, even the sword does not have such an effect.

Chang Jin didn't attack immediately, but carefully recalled the punch just now.

The spirit of Haoran should still be the spirit of Haoran. Yes, he only used swords to fight the enemy before, although it was mixed with Haoran Qi, but it was mostly driven by #Aura, and the power was reduced a lot. The punch just now was different, the aura of Haoran burst out from the body, broad and profound, and the effect was naturally obvious

Understanding the problem, Chang Jin stepped on his feet and rushed out of the hole in the wall, his arm was stretched out, and it had already smashed into the zombie's chest.

As expected, the other party really stretched out his arm to block, and was smashed by Chang Jin.

The moment the body touched, the aura in Chang Jin's body erupted, poured into his fist, and burned along the zombie's arm.

For a moment, both arms of the zombie turned into black mist, and a low howl came out of its mouth, and the originally swollen body quickly shrank and returned to its original size.

Taking advantage of his illness, he wanted his life, and seeing that Haoran's qi had an effect, Chang Jin naturally did not keep his hand, and threw another punch. This time the zombie had no arm to resist, and was sturdy in the chest.

The fist fell, and Chang Jin had already drifted back.

The next moment, I heard a popping sound in the zombie's body, and the muscles attached to the skeleton were like rotten steel, quickly turning into black smoke and dissipating.

Almost as soon as Chang Jin killed the zombie, Liu Daoren also completed the ritual of inviting the gods. When he got up from the ground, his whole eyes had changed, and his face showed an indescribable majesty.

"Division...... Master?" Dao Tong also sensed that something was wrong, and asked tentatively.

"Hmph" Liu Daoren snorted coldly, didn't look at the apprentice at all, but took a few steps forward, and looked at Chang Jin in a daze, "Scholar, is it you who are the enemy of my sect?"

Chang Jin didn't know what this person had experienced, no matter his temperament or tone of speech, he had changed, as if he had completely changed his person.

However, no matter how the other party pretended to be a ghost, Chang Jin was not afraid, and immediately raised his sword to stab him.

"Looking for death" Liu Daoren saw that he ignored himself at all, a sneer appeared on his face, and then with a wave of his robe, the entire courtyard had changed.

Chang Jin stared at it, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Divine Domain, how is it possible? Are you a god or a cultivator?"

In this strange space, there is incense and spiritual power. But it was performed by a Taoist priest before, which is really incredible

"Hey, you're a scholar, and you actually know the Divine Domain. Liu Daoren appeared in the space, and his tone was a little surprised. Then I saw him condense his hands and form a jade talisman.

The jade talisman was thrown into the space, and it instantly turned into Taoist priests in robes, but they all looked blank and did not look like human beings.

Chang Jin released his divine sense, and now they are all condensed from divine souls, and it is immediately clear that they should be legendary Taoist soldiers. There are two Daomen soldiers, one of which is a military formation formed by the children of living people. The second is this. The Taoist priest died due to various accidents, and the soul was collected by the master, and he could also be trained into a Taoist soldier for people to drive in battle.

Strictly speaking, this kind of Dao soldier is no different from the underworld Yin soldier.

"Disciples, kill this for me" With Liu Daoren's order, these Dao soldiers shouted and killed one after another.

Since it is composed of souls, Chang Jin is naturally not afraid, the sword in his hand is waved one after another, and every time it falls, there will be a Dao soldier in the sword, turning into a red green qi and diffusing in the space.

Chang Jin killed all the way, and the momentum was like a bamboo, and in a few breaths, these Dao soldiers were killed and emptied.

Liu Daoren's face changed again: "How is it possible, the soul of the Dao soldier has been dispersed, and it can't be reunited? Who the hell are you?" The Dao soldier he refined had a unique feature, that is, after the divine soul was broken, it could also be condensed and reformed through the Guò Divine Domain. In other words, as long as the Divine Domain is not destroyed, the Dao soldiers will not die.

Who knew that he had just been summoned, and his kung fu was killed by the other party in the blink of an eye.

Liu Daoren did not attack again, but pointed his right hand together, pointing at his eyebrows.

In an instant, the luck on his head changed again, and a faint golden hue shrouded him.

It is actually the realm of the gods, how can it be divided by the realm of the immortal path, human immortals, ghost immortals, true immortals, earth immortals, and heavenly immortals...... The heavenly immortals correspond to the realm of the gods, although it is said that the cultivation of the Divine Dao is incomparable with the Immortal Dao, but there is a difference of three realms in the end.

If it were a true god, he could barely handle it.

Now the two are not at all comparable...... Chang Jin almost had an irresistible thought in his heart.