My bloodline repaired the wound too quickly, so I could only keep biting my fingers and drawing talismans, and at the same time I was ready to hook the earth's qi.

I really can't hold it down, and I can only hook the earth qi to build the Eight Dragon Lock.

Mao Xiaoyun repaired the Tao for Mao, but he didn't dare to be distracted, and he noticed that the leylines were moving, so he called out to me: "Senior brother, don't make a decision unless you have to." ”

I have ten fingers, and now only one is left without biting, and I want to ask him when he has to do it.

But fortunately, Mao Xiu drew a corpse talisman on the ground, Fu Yicheng, he didn't dare to delay, and shouted: "Uncle Shi, I'm ready." ”

Mao Xiaoyun snorted lowly, in order not to hurt the corpse qi of the purple hair and the stiff, he did not use the Dao method and the talisman to suppress it, but condensed the Dao qi and pressed it on the purple stiff.

Although Dao Qi was the source of the power of talismans and spells, the power of pure Dao Qi was limited, so Mao Xiaoyun had no reservations and suppressed all Dao Qi.

The purple haired stiff roared angrily, struggled a few times, and was gradually overwhelmed by the heaven and earth net and Dao qi.

It's just that Mao Xiu painted the talisman with essence blood, which consumed a lot, plus the injury of the broken hand, at this time, his face was bloodless, and his state was very bad, which made me a little worried.

But Mao Xiu still didn't dare to miss the opportunity, he slapped his palm on the ground, the Dao Qi was agitated, and the corpse control talisman flew up in the air completely, he quickly withdrew his arm, pushed it with Dao Qi, and slapped the corpse control talisman on the purple hair stiff.

The purple-haired old stiffened and became irritable all of a sudden, relying on his extremely long arms, stretching out the net of heaven and earth, resisting Mao Xiaoyun's suppression, revealing his sharp corpse teeth, and pounced on Mao Xiu.

My heart was in my throat for Mao Xiu, but he stood still and shouted, "Senior uncle, junior brothers, let go of him." ”

When Huang Jiu and I heard this, we were both taken aback.

Taoist disciples are generally bloody, and I have long experienced this.

It's just the first time I've seen such a brave person.

Seeing that the brothers hesitated, Mao Xiu continued, "Trust me. ”

The seven people in charge of the net gritted their teeth, the three on the left threw the net into the sky, and the other four quickly closed the net.

Mao Xiaoyun took two steps back, clasped his hands on his chest, and a golden rune appeared in front of him.

Looking at his posture, if Mao Xiu failed to control the corpse, he would directly behead the purple hair in front of him.

Of course, if he goes down with this talisman, the hundred-year layout of Maoshan Ancestor will also lose one-twelfth.

And a bad start has a great impact on the back, and how many old stiffs can be won has become an unknown.

As soon as the purple hair stiffened out of the trap, a tiger pounced on Mao Xiu.

At the last moment, I saw that the rune was still only outside the old stiff purple hair, and concluded that he could not complete the control of the corpse.

Blood splattered on the spot, the scene of the old stiff heart, I didn't dare to look at it, and hurriedly twisted my head to the side.

For a while, the surrounding people also quieted down, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

It wasn't until one of my talismans was consumed that the sound of exhalation came from around me, as if I was relieved.

Hearing this, I quickly drew a new talisman before turning my head to look.

I saw the furious purple haired stiff, like a super gibbon at this time, with his long arms lowered, standing behind Mao Xiu in a regular manner.

On the wound of Mao Xiu's severed arm, a layer of purple-red corpse hair quickly grew, and in the blink of an eye, the corpse hair was withdrawn into the body, and new skin had grown from the originally bloody wound.

This scene made my eyelids jump.

It seems that Maoshan's corpse control technique is not simply manipulating zombies, but can benefit each other.

Mao Xiu's wounds healed quickly, and Lao Zhuang became no longer afraid of the sun.

However, Mao Xiu's broken arm did not grow after all.

After a break of dozens of seconds, seeing that the talisman I had just drawn faded, Mao Xiaoyun rushed over and pressed on the coffin with one hand.

The beating coffin immediately fell silent.

Mao Xiaoyun said: "Next, Mao Mao Chenlai." ”

Originally, the atmosphere was very heavy, but when I heard the name, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

However, seeing that Huang Jiu, who had never been serious, did not laugh, and I was the only one laughing, I hurriedly stopped.

The founder of Maoshan is Mao Ying, and in order to avoid the surname of the ancestor, the disciples of Maoshan have changed their surnames to Mao.

As for all the surnames Mao, it is not that they are all from the same family, but after the disciples of Maoshan enter the apprenticeship, when they inherit the mantle of the master, the master will also give a new name.

Therefore, the Maoshan disciples who walk in the people, as long as they are surnamed Mao, are all people who have inherited the mantle of the master and have real skills.

Otherwise, either they are just getting started, or the master has not yet taught the real skills, and they belong to half a bucket of water and a three-legged cat.

It's just the name Mao Mao Chen......

I don't know what his master thinks.

After Mao Maochen stood up, I hurriedly jumped down from the coffin, and several people pulling the chain pulled the coffin to the middle of the arena.

Yin and Yang gossip is still somewhat useful, and as soon as the coffin is placed on it, it immediately quiets down.

Mao Maochen stood at the end of the coffin, took a deep breath and was about to open the coffin.

Huang Jiu suddenly said, "Caterpillar, I suggest you open the coffin from the front." ”

Everyone looked at Huang Jiu in confusion, and I asked for the caterpillar, "Brother Huang, what do you say?" ”

Huang Jiudao: "In the first coffin is a long hand, in this coffin there must be long legs, open to the foot of the coffin, and be kicked to death with one kick." ”

Mao Maochen asked, "Elder Huang, what is the basis?" ”

Huang Jiu wiped his sharp mouth with his claws, and said with a smile: "I guess!" ”

When Mao Maochen heard this, he looked at Mao Xiaoyun for help.

If you put it in normal times, what you guess is not worth mentioning at all, and no one will believe it.

But at this time, after listening to Huang Jiu's words, everyone subconsciously thought that the first coffin was a long-handed corpse, and the second coffin was likely to be a long-legged corpse.

Mao Xiaoyun hesitated for a moment, and said, "Listen to Elder Huang, open the coffin from the side of the head, Mao Xiu, you are ready to help." ”

After Mao Xiu's wound stopped bleeding, his complexion recovered a lot, and he didn't see any movement, and the long hand purple hair stiff jumped to Mao Mao Chen's side.

With Lao Zhuang's help, everyone was not so nervous.

Mao Maochen adjusted his breath, and the person next to him collected the chains that bound the coffin, and he picked up the shovel and began to open the coffin.

Mao Xiaoyun used the same method to place a talisman at his feet to protect his safety.

Mao Maochen's way of opening the coffin is also different, first pried open a gap and let the corpse gas inside escape.

After more than ten minutes or so, he exerted his force violently and lifted the lid of the coffin, and there were no long legs popping out inside, but a black shadow stood up with a "whoosh", and pounced on Mao Maochen.

But at this moment, the purple hair stiff controlled by Mao Xiu let out a corpse roar, threw his long arm down, and pressed the black shadow back, relying on the length of his arm, he couldn't get up from the old stiff in the coffin.