Seeing that this zombie was so powerful that it could go down the ground freely, and everyone had no good solution, people were panicked for a while.

An old peasant-like leader in the crowd stood up, only knowing that his surname was Li, and he was a rare foundation building monk here, but a disciple of Tianyu Guan in the southwest direction of Zijun City, who was expelled from the sect because of misbehavior in his early years.

The heroes of the green forest are all straightforward and fast-talking, and they are all open-mouthed, and when the black material of each family is taken out as a joke, they dare not make jokes about this old gentleman.

If Old Man Li is just small-minded, it would be nothing, but the magic weapon in his hand is very powerful, and it is difficult for ordinary people to match.

This magic weapon is inherited from the Tianyu Temple, and the most famous one in the view is the magic weapon of the feather fan. Today's viewer is holding the crane feather fan that he began to design and refine when he was a teenager, and he can sweep away the evil obstacles on others with just a brush, whether it is a headache and brain fever, or an incurable disease, let him take the feather fan and shoot it accurately, so as to get the name of an old fairy in the mouth of the people. Even if the cultivator goes, the general injury can also be treated, and the effect on the divine soul is better.

And the crane feather fan is just one of the magic weapons of the famous feather fan in the Tianyu audience, although it is powerful, it is not unusual, and there have been powerful magic weapons in the past dynasties.

Although Old Man Li cultivated for only building a foundation, he did not lose his skills in Tianyu Guanxue, and the magic weapon in his hand had been practiced for many years, and the power of cultivation and modification became stronger and stronger, and he had been cultivating in Longbei for more than ten years.

I saw him take out a red feather fan from his waist and fan it twice towards the underground cave, and a flame with the size of a millstone rolled into the hole, and the blazing fire reflected the hole red, this is not over, no one knows how big this hole is, naturally it can't end here.

Old man Li kept on his hands, the red feather fan kept fanning, and the flames were connected one after another, turning the ground into a flame purgatory, and the heat wave was rolling, and even the stones were melted.

Everyone was shocked in their hearts, and secretly praised this magic weapon for being really powerful.

Feeling that the time was almost up, Old Man Li held his head high and said to Mr. Hong: "Your helper has been killed by me, what other means can be used together, don't underestimate the heroes and heroes present." ”

Having said that, Old Man Li did not let his guard down. If the other party wants to kill them, these means will never be the only means.

The flames from his red feather fan were so fierce that there was no way that any creature could come out of it alive, so his attention was all elsewhere and not about the underground.

Unexpectedly, the monster underground was not dead, stepping on the lava through the flames and appearing behind him, the heroes didn't have time to speak out in their eyes, and the monster's scorched black hand had already grabbed Old Man Li's heavenly spirit cover, like pinching tofu and crushing.

The foundation building master of Megatron Longbei is just gone, if it weren't for Old Man Li believing in his magic weapon too much, he wouldn't have been defeated so easily.

The people around him were so frightened that their hearts and galls were broken, their legs were weak, and most of them lost the courage to resist. This monster has a golden cracked stone in his palm, and is not afraid of flames, where did he come from?

"Don't be afraid, this thing is not an ordinary zombie, but a bronze corpse, I'm afraid it has reached the realm of water and fire, Mr. Li doesn't know how powerful it is, as long as we stabilize it, it is not difficult to deal with."

The one who spoke was also a foundation monk, he was holding a Zen staff, dressed as a head, with a Jianghuai accent, and everyone didn't know where he came from.

He burst out of his true qi and showed his ability to build a foundation realm, which suppressed the chaos in the field.

"What can the seniors do to deal with this bronze corpse?" When one person asked, this head didn't know how to answer, he had only heard of it, and he had never really seen such a monster.

But the situation that was finally stabilized could not be chaotic anymore, so he said: "This zombie can only rely on instinct to act, and it needs to be controlled by a monk in the back to fight, no different from a puppet." ”

Everyone instantly understood what he meant, and shouted: "Rush up and kill the one surnamed Hong first, and the crisis will definitely be resolved." ”

Compared with the bronze corpse, everyone wants to deal with the normal Mr. Hong.

However, ordinary zombies do need to be controlled by monks, but the bronze corpse has already given birth to some intelligence, which can be compared to those cannon fodder zombies.

Seeing that a group of people rushed towards Mr. Hong, this head did not go up, and the reason why he came forward to speak was just to let everyone delay time, so that he could escape safely.

He came to the corpse of Old Man Li, secretly picked up the red feather fan, and turned to leave, but was blocked by the bronze corpse.

This was something that Toutuo didn't expect, and he couldn't understand why Mr. Hong was besieged, so he didn't recall the bronze corpse, but had time to attack him. He didn't know that Mr. Nahong's sect inheritance was the way to refine the body, the body was hard, and the martial arts were extremely high, and it was extremely difficult to deal with without a powerful magic weapon.

Toutuo didn't have time to think about it, so he put the Zen staff in his hand in front of him and fought with the bronze corpse. Although this person's foundation building realm is real, and his martial arts and spells are also good, this Zen staff makes it a little commonplace, and he can only understand a little but not much. No wonder he wanted to pretend to be a Qi cultivator, such a method was a match.

After three or four fights, the Zen staff in his hand had been knocked out by the zombies, so he had to take out the red feather fan he had just picked up and fan it towards the bronze corpse.

This magic weapon has never hurt the body of this zombie in Old Man Li's hands, let alone at this time. The bronze corpse did not need to flash, and the palm of his hand went straight through the flames and grabbed Toutuo's arms, as if he had the strength of a thousand catties, pinching Toutuo's bones to pieces, and the red feather fan also fell to the ground.

Toutuo didn't dare to hide any more, opened his mouth, the silver light flashed under his tongue, only to hear the sound of "ding", the head of the bronze corpse burst out of sparks, and the upper body leaned back. Tou Tuo was overjoyed, his means were invincible, and he had to rely on this treasure to save his life today.

He struggled twice, did not break away, and was very anxious, thinking that this zombie was really strong, and was about to find a way to get out, but he saw the bronze corpse's backward body rebound and recover, except for an extra silver needle pierced more than half an inch on his forehead, nothing unusual.

The bronze corpse twisted his hands slightly, and pinched Toutuo to death on the spot.

Then he entered the battlefield like a tiger into a flock, and no one could stop him.

The heroes who were fighting desperately at the beginning were soon broken by the bloody murderous methods of Mr. Hong and the bronze corpse, and they fled with their courage and crying for their fathers and mothers.

The bronze corpse continued to chase for a while before retreating.

Mr. Hong stayed where he was, picked up the blood of the dead monks, found an open space and began to set up the formation. When the bronze corpse returned, he put the bronze corpse in it, absorbing the essence and blood of the monks to replenish his own losses.

Mr. Hong held two magic weapons in his hands, a feather fan and a silver needle, and the heaviest scar on the bronze corpse was injured by these two magic weapons.

The origin of this red feather fan has long been heard, but this sudden appearance of the head is a little strange.

Using a silver needle as a magic weapon is not common in Buddhism, if you are not mistaken, the method of refining this silver needle should be the same as that of the flying sword, perhaps the costume of this head is to hide the true identity, and I don't know which force sent it to do the task, and died here.

When the bronze corpse was almost recovered, Mr. Hong left this place to find Mu Qing to rendezvous, and prepared to return to the city together.

……

Among the mountains and forests is the most suitable place for Mu Qing to play.

On the way to escape, he broke away from the team, and used spells to obtain information in the mountains and forests along the way, killing all the bandits who had fallen behind.

By the time the mountain bandits were resting in the mountain stream, Mu Qing had already laid a net with his own seeds.

Thorny vines surrounded the forest, and the thick trunk of the bowl wriggled like a python in the forest.

This is thanks to the new magic weapon given to him by Wang Lexian, the seed bag.

After the previous battle, in addition to the two who had died, Zhao Ji, Zhuo Cai and him all got new magic weapons, wanting to be stronger than the orb and more suitable for them to fight.

This kind of bag can store energy, and it will automatically absorb the essence of the surrounding plants to replenish itself, condensing a gritty-like energy mass, which can accelerate the growth of plants, and the effect of spawning is more obvious than the previous orb.

He stood on the hillside and watched Mr. Hong fight one side down below, until someone fled, and the plants in the entire mountain forest began to wriggle wildly, as if they were alive.

Mu Qing's true qi was not enough to supply such a large area of mountains and forests, so he needed an additional energy supply, and the best energy nearby was naturally this group of monks, who fell into the trap of plants, were entangled in thorn vines, and the spikes cut through the skin, directly absorbing the life force of the monks, and being drained dry.

These escaped monks might as well stay where they were and be killed by the bronze corpses, or at least die a happy death.

After the life essence is consumed by the vines, the rest will turn into plant essence and float all over the mountains, Mu Qing opened the seed bag, and the plant essence all drilled into it like a bird throwing into the forest.

After cleaning up the enemy, he sat on the ground and cultivated until the plants in the mountains told him that someone was coming to this position.

He opened his eyes, but he didn't see Mr. Hong carrying a huge bronze coffin, but a soldier, Mu Qing recognized him, he was Zhang Qingxian's personal captain.

Mu Qing felt that something was wrong, and immediately asked, "Is there anything that the head of the Zhang family needs to tell?" ”

"The head of the family asked me to tell the two gentlemen that a strong enemy has appeared and is confronting the adults in the Dragon King Tower, and they need the assistance of the two of them."

Mu Qing's expression was surprised, the Lord actually issued such an order, it seemed that the enemy in the city was difficult to entangle.

At this time, Mr. Hong walked out from the side and happened to hear the conversation between the two and asked, "How is the city now?" Could it be that the news leaked and Tianfu sent someone to support. ”

If that's the case, it's going to be difficult, and it's basically the same as a plan failure.

"It's not clear about this small one, but the head of the family didn't rush to inform the two of you when I asked me, and I don't think it's a big problem." The captain replied.

Mr. Hong and Mu Qing were relieved when they heard this, knowing that they were thinking too much.

At the moment, he didn't dare to slack off, and immediately returned to the city.

The siege of the city is just a drama to reasonably seize the position of the county guard, and it is the duel in the city that really determines the success or not, and there is no room for failure.