Volume 1: The Awakening of the Boy Chapter 17 The Seven Corpses Condensed Array

"It's so hard!"

Mu Qianshan scolded secretly in his heart, this is also the feeling of other people at this time.

"Bang! Bite! Clang! Clang! Knock ......"

The attack landed on the zombie, making various metal collision sounds, like a low-profile symphony.

"Don't be stunned, continue to set up explosives!"

The battlefield has now turned into a battle for the Soul Master, and the black-clothed minions on the side can't intervene at all, so they can only be reduced to spectators.

The boss of the Xie family immediately beckoned them to move, otherwise they could only wait for death like this.

"Humph!"

"Boom!"

The general zombie snorted coldly, stomped on the ground, and the yin qi around his body surged, shaking everyone out.

"It's now!"

Zhao Jin shouted in his heart, his legs bent slightly, and a shock under his feet suddenly exerted force, and he flew up, and the tip of the gun in his hand was pointed directly at the zombie's bare eyes that had been removed by Mu Qianshan and half of his face armor had been removed.

The general zombie's control of his zombie body was not sensitive enough, and it didn't expect Zhao Jin to come like this, and it was too late to dodge, so it could only raise its arms quickly, trying to grab the dangerous spear that was rushing in.

"Shhh

The tip of the spear stabbed in, not as if it were piercing flesh, but as if it had pierced some stiff leather.

This blow did not pierce the zombie's head as Zhao Jin thought, and the zombie grabbed the handle of the gun before even the tip of the gun was fully entered, and the aura gushing out from the blade of the gun grinded the skin and flesh around the zombie's eye socket to pieces.

"Little brother, good job!"

Mu Qianshan and the others were very surprised when they saw this scene, and Master Mingzhen shouted out with joy.

But the party Zhao Jin was not so comfortable, because the gun in his hand could not be pulled out at all, the zombie grabbed the handle of the gun tightly with both hands, and the spear was not moved in the air at all, and could not be withdrawn.

"Don't let go, will you? Than strength, right? Then you've got it for me! ”

The next scene stunned everyone on the field, Zhao Jin grabbed the ground with both feet, twisted his waist and hips, and lifted the general zombie with all his strength.

"Holy, little brother, you're so big... It's so big... That's a lot of strength! ”

Mage Mingzhen, who seemed to have a comic attribute, exclaimed again.

Zhao Jin raised the spear and began to spin, but he didn't think that the zombie would not let go, and the two of them were spinning there like a small whirlwind.

"Don't let go, do you? Then go you! ”

Zhao Jin lifted his strength again, and a fierce man threw the zombie out with a gun.

"Boom!"

The Song Dynasty general zombie slammed into the wall in the distance, looking at the large amount of dust that kept falling on the top, he knew that this hit was not light.

"Bang~~~"

"Ah, Brother Tian, you also fell? Well? Why should I say too? ”

A figure fell from the girder, and happened to land next to Luo Xiaopang, who is this person not Lin Tian?

He was also shocked by Zhao Jin's terrifying power just now, and he was stunned and didn't stand still, and was shocked by the vibration generated by that huge force.

Although Lin Tian and Luo Xiaopang were exposed, no one on the field had the energy to care about them at this time, and they were all paying attention to the battle situation.

"Take advantage of his illness and ask for his life, Li Ping!"

"The last general!"

Before the dust stirred up by the zombies cleared, a high battle like a little blue giant would appear.

"Drink!"

With a loud shout, I saw the spear in the general's hand turn into a sky-blue python and rush straight into the zombie in the dust.

"Boom!"

The huge anti-shock force pulled Li Ping's bullet out, and easily pulled Zhao Jin's spear back and landed beside Zhao Jin.

"Lord, this zombie... It's so hard! ”

Everyone who was awakened by the huge sound of attack looked at Li Ping with a frenzy in their eyes.

"Little brother, I didn't think you were actually a soul master!"

Some self-acquainted Master Mingzhen approached Zhao Jin, but their eyes were looking at Li Ping carefully.

"Well, I had some good luck when I was a child and met Li Ping."

"Haha, little brother is too humble, it doesn't just take luck to awaken the soul, there are horcruxes that store souls in our temple, but unfortunately I don't have a relationship with the monk!"

Zhao Jin knew that this monk was talking about the King Kong Temple where he used to be, and it was also a big force in the Qianguo, not much worse than the famous forces such as the Heavenly Master's Mansion and Longhu Mountain.

"Everyone, don't get excited, the battle isn't over yet, this flying zombie is not so easy to die."

"What the hell is stiff!?"

The smile on Master Mingzhen's face froze, and he felt that he was unhappy again in an instant.

Zhao Jin's eyes were once again staring in the direction of the great general zombie, Li Ping's eyes followed, and the rest of the people also looked at the wall when they heard this.

Suddenly, the dust that was about to settle began to rise automatically without wind, constantly rolling, spinning, and surging.

"Why is this old bastard so sinister?"

Zhao Jin didn't care about Master Mingzhen's words, his gaze locked through the dust on the small wooden box pinned to Fei Stiff's waist.

This thing has something to do with something, I Zhao Jin said!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Knock ......"

The familiar sound of heavy footsteps sounded again, and everyone watched as the fallen figure got up, stood, and walked out.

At this time, this flying stiffness no longer has the majesty of the previous Song Dynasty generals, the armor on his chest is tattered, revealing a black and erosive chest, only half of the Mu helmet on his head is still hanging on his head, and half of his face has been destroyed, and the right cheek reveals a black and shiny skeleton.

"Human, you, are strong, worthy of being my opponent."

The voice was still so ugly, Fei Stiff pulled out the saber on his waist and pointed it directly at Zhao Jin.

"Everyone, you should take out the housekeeping skills, otherwise everyone will have to explain here today!"

The boss of the Xie family among the three ghosts in Xiangxi looked at the more imposing Fei Stiff, and shouted to everyone that it was time to play with their lives.

After that, a pain flashed in the eyes of the three ghosts of Xiangxi, and they each took out three small gray and white beetles and stuffed them into their mouths, and after a few breaths, their pupils dilated, and then they contracted, and a mysterious power visible to the naked eye surged in their bodies.

Mu Qianshan, the demon slaying hand, also took off the silk gloves first, took out a jade bottle and crushed it in his hand, the green liquid in the bottle flowed out, with a stream of medicinal fragrance, rubbed his hands, and smeared the green liquid evenly, and soon the green was absorbed, and the hands became more jade and shiny.

The bald-headed Master Mingzhen didn't take out anything more, but just stood with a shovel in his right hand, his left hand on his chest, and chanted the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and the string of Buddhist beads in his hand gradually emitted a golden light as he chanted.

"Humph!"

Seeing everyone's movements, Fei stiff snorted coldly, the saber in his hand was inserted vertically into the floor tiles, and his hands began to seal.

"Not good! Everyone, hurry up, this flying zombie already knows how to spell! ”

Zhao Jin looked at the movements of this big zombie, and immediately thought of the record about flying zombies in his ancient books, and hurriedly beckoned everyone to attack, while he himself took the lead in flying forward, Li Ping followed closely, and the spears in the hands of one master and one soul pointed directly at the flying zombie.

It's a pity that they are fast, and the speed of flying stiffness is even faster, and Zhao Jin and the others were only two meters away from each other when they were interrupted by an extremely strong evil qi.

The stiff spell is done!

I saw that the seven green zombies that had already fallen began to be surrounded by a foggy evil aura, and then, as if attracted, the evil qi on the seven corpses connected with each other, forming a misty cover to envelop the entire burial chamber.

"My grass, Brother Tian, this zombie is really fine!? This will also be a formation!? ”

Looking at the increasingly thick yin aura above his head behind him, Luo Xiaopang couldn't help but exclaim.

Lin Tian on the side looked at him in surprise.

"Fatty, do you still know the formation?"

"Brother Tian, you are underestimating people, I am not bragging, I am really a descendant of Captain Jin, my grandfather's book talked about this formation. It seems to be called something... Seven Evils... No, what are the seven corpses... Wrong... What is it......"

"What the hell, do you have some score?"

"Let me think about it....... What's it called, how can I not remember? ”

"If you think about it, it's best to think of a way to break the formation, now that we're all in this formation, we can't run anywhere if we want to, maybe we'll overturn."

"No, no, no, my good youth can't be folded here! Brother Tian, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have dragged you to visit the grave, so you have to die here with me. Brother Tian, I will be a brother to you in the next life! ”

At this time, Lin Tian couldn't cry or laugh, and slapped Luo Xiaopang's head.

"Okay, you hurry up and think about this mysterious formation, hurry up and come up with it, the sooner the better!"

Lin Tian looked at the battle on the field, couldn't help but get nervous, and touched the long strip of cloth wrapped on his back with his hand, only then did he feel a little relieved, the situation on the field was very unfavorable now.

In just a few breaths of their words, the battle had entered a white-hot stage, and Zhao Jin and the others were defeated and retreated, or they only had the strength to parry.

The three ghosts of Xiangxi had already been wounded, and their dark night clothes had been tattered, revealing their bodies that had become stronger from taking the beetle secret medicine.

All three of them paid attention to avoid being scratched by the flying claws, after all, this thousand-year-old "nail fungus" is no joke.

Despite being careful, the three of them were still hit by this flying stalemate, the eldest and the second were just out of strength, and the third one's right shoulder had been broken, and his combat strength was greatly damaged, and he was now lying on the side taking medicine to recover.

The big bald Mingzhen crescent shovel was broken by the flying saber, and the body of the staff was even more pitted. The rapid fighting was too draining, and his physical strength had decreased, and he had to gasp for breath from time to time before he could continue to attack.

Mu Qianshan is much better than them, the robe is quite complete, only some corners of the clothes are eaten away by the evil aura, and the silk gloves on his hands are not much damaged, Zhao Jin on the side is very greedy, the quality of this glove is so good?

"Huh~~~Huh~~~, little brother, it's not a way to go on like this, we can't consume him."

Mu Qianshan gasped, his eyes looked at Zhao Jin and said, but the movements in his hands were not slow, and he continued to greet Fei Zhen, because if he was slow, he would kill someone.