"What the fuck, endlessly?"

The fat man looked at the zombies not far away in disbelief.

He knew very well the power of the Yan Qilin Yin and Yang Fingers, and clearly hit the center of the zombie's eyebrows, but the zombie actually stood up again.

Moreover, the aura on the zombie's body became stronger and stronger, and the cold aura continued to attack from all directions, burrowing into the bodies of the three people.

"The tongue on top of the palate can preserve yang energy!"

The fat man hurriedly looked at Ma Ling'er, who was a daughter herself, and her face had turned pale under the influence of yin qi at this moment.

After hearing the fat man's reminder, Ma Ling'er quickly did so, and sure enough, she felt a warm current in her mouth, swallowing it along with the liquid, and the feeling of being cold to the bone marrow dissipated slightly.

"This yin qi ...... It's so strong......"

Ma Ling'er said this with difficulty, but the fat man standing next to her shook his head with a solemn expression:

"From before, I felt that this yin qi was not quite right, but now I understand that this is not yin qi at all, but the corpse qi on this dead ghost's body!"

Although there is only one word difference between Yin Qi and Corpse Qi, they are completely different in nature.

One yin and one yang is the way, so yin is something that exists in nature itself.

The so-called solitary yin does not grow, and the solitary yang does not grow.

Therefore, when the yin and yang qi are balanced, they constitute the Tao.

But if there is too much yin and the yang is declining, just like the extreme yin of the Great Dao of Flowing Fire, then it will breed yin and evil things.

Demons and ghosts belong to yin and evil, they like yin and do not like yang, and worship the moon but not the sun, so where they exist, the yin qi will often be very heavy, destroying the balance.

But corpse qi does not belong to the concept of yin and yang, which is an extreme yin qi.

The cathode becomes evil, the anode becomes evil, and the corpse qi is the thing that is the most yin and cold.

The pure gathering of dead qi becomes corpse qi, and the corpse qi is corpse poison at the extreme.

The corpse qi will not only make people feel very uncomfortable, but will even be shocked for a long time.

The zombie in front of him, the corpse qi emanating from his body is directly proportional to its obsession.

The stronger the corpse qi, the stronger the obsession, and the stronger the power.

At this moment, in the small tomb, the corpse qi was so thick that it seemed to be solidified.

The fat man immediately began to rummage through his backpack, and after a while, he said helplessly:

"Oh, I really didn't expect that we would encounter zombies this time.

I didn't bring anything with the glutinous rice, peach wood, and yin jade to deal with the zombies.

If I want to go back alive this time, I have to make a treasure chest, and when I go on a mission in the future, I have to carry everything on my back! ”

When Ma Ling'er heard this, she said hurriedly:

"When is it, think about what to do now.

This zombie, how the hell should we deal with it? ”

"How do I know!"

The fat man cried and looked at the approaching zombie and said:

"I've never dealt with this kind of thing before, and the director of training at that time just mentioned it, who would have thought that our lives would be so bad?"

Speaking of this, the fat man suddenly felt that something was not quite right, and on his right, there was always a heat that was getting stronger and stronger.

This feeling of half-cold and half-hot is really uncomfortable.

With doubts, the fat man looked sideways, and then he was startled.

This heat emanated from Yan Qilin's body, and along with the heat, there seemed to be an inexplicable force surging around Yan Qilin's body.

"Stuffy gourd, are you okay?"

The fat man asked with some concern, and Yan Qilin quickly shook his head:

"There's a way to do it, maybe it's worth trying......"

The method that Yan Qilin said was the bloodline of the Five Elements Divine Beast mentioned by Feng Yun during the training at that time.

From Feng Yun's mouth, Yan Qilin learned that there had always been a powerful force hidden in his body.

It's just that he's never tried to use this power, and his bloodline hasn't been activated until he trains.

But just after being hit hard, Yan Qilin suddenly sensed a burst of restlessness coming from his body.

It seems that there is a force that is constantly rampage in the body, and the urgent sense of depression makes Yan Qilin want to release all this power.

After saying this, Yan Qilin slowly closed his eyes and felt this power with his heart.

According to what Feng Yun said, the first thing he could use should be the power of the Fire Qilin of the Five Elements Holy Beast, which coincided with the scorching sensation in his body.

Even though the surroundings were unusually cold, it was as if all the blood in Yan Qilin's body had begun to boil.

The fat man and Ma Ling'er didn't know what Yan Qilin was doing, they just looked at the zombies dragging the hammer closer and closer, and their hearts were in their throats:

"Stuffy gourd, no matter what you have to do, you have to do it as soon as possible, or we'll have to finish the game!"

The fat man touched his pocket as he spoke, and by this time all his charms had been used up.

Judging from the current situation, it is obviously too late to draw a charm.

"Fire, Kirin ......"

Recalling the magic heart decision taught by Director Feng at that time, Yan Qilin continued to concentrate his attention to perceive this power in his body.

Even he didn't realize that in this state, all his pores seemed to be opened, constantly absorbing the energy of the outside world.

But here was surrounded by corpse qi, and a large amount of corpse qi entered the body one after another as Yan Qilin continued to forcibly activate the power in the bloodline.

The scorching sensation became weaker and weaker, which made Yan Qilin's heart even more anxious, and he began to mobilize this power in his body more urgently.

"Yan Qilin...... Yan Qilin ......"

The fat man's voice seemed to be getting farther and farther away, and Yan Qilin was completely immersed in his own world at the moment.

He didn't know that Ma Ling'er and the fat man were looking at him in dismay.

Because of his body, a black mist began to fill his body, and this black fog was faintly visible from the original, and in a short period of time, it was like viscous ink, lingering around his body.

The scorching heat was gone, replaced by an even more extreme chill.

The fat man and Ma Ling'er subconsciously took a few steps back and looked at Yan Qilin in surprise.

At this moment, the fair-skinned Yan Qilin was in the black mist, half evil and half yin, completely different from before.

In the past, Yan Qilin was just cold on the outside and unrestrained and uninhibited, but he could feel a sense of security and uprightness at a glance, but now he gives people an 'evil' taste.

"What's wrong with him?"

Ma Ling'er looked at the fat man in confusion and asked, and the fat man was naturally confused about this.

"Whew!"

Seeing that the zombies were getting closer and closer, he raised the hammer again and smashed it down towards Yan Qilin.

Fortunately, at this time, Yan Qilin suddenly opened his eyes.

At that moment, his dark pupils seemed to be flooded with black mist, and the whole person was like a Shura crawling out of hell, and a sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The deity is here, how dare you be presumptuous!"

only heard Yan Qilin's indifferent whisper, and then clenched his left hand into a fist, and smashed it towards the hammer without retreating.

"Boom!"

This time, the Yan Qilin did not move at all, only the black mist around him surged and rolled, but the zombie was slammed into the wall behind it, and the top of the tomb above his head began to fall stones.

"me? Can it be loaded like this? ”

The fat man looked at the cold-faced rakshasa like Yan Qilin in disbelief, only to see that the black mist surrounding him gradually formed a beast shape behind him.

Born in chaos, hidden in the dark; Stepping on the realm of Yin Mountain, all the spirits retreated.

It's for: Ink Kirin!