When the old man first appeared, Tang Yuan secretly used Tianyantong, and basically figured out Wu Lian's details.

Name: Lian Wu

Profession: Necropsy repair

Internal strength: nine layers

Intelligence: 10 (same as normal)

Physiognomy: 7 (old age and decay)

体lì:15

Combat power: 30 (although he is an old man, his body is abnormally strong)

Comprehensive evaluation: Wu Lian, the fifth-generation disciple of the Corpse Chasing Gate, specializes in refining all kinds of war corpses, and is the elite of the Corpse Chasing Gate. It is said that it is also inextricably linked with the Corpse King Sect among the six evil paths.

"Die, bald donkey!" Although Wu Lian was an old man, his internal cultivation was there, and after a loud shout, he turned into a mass of afterimages and pounced on Tang Yuan.

"Die!" Wu Lian's fingers like iron hooks glowed with turquoise light, and he grabbed Tang Yuan's head fiercely. If he was caught, Tang Yuan's head would be exploded immediately.

"King Kong Palm!" Seeing Wu Lian menacing, Tang Yuan didn't dare to slack off, and his internal strength was transported to his hands, and he took the blow stiffly.

Like the sound of metal clashing, Wu Lian was repelled by Tang Yuan's palms, and he stepped back three steps, and Tang Yuan was even more unbearable, and was directly hit by Wu Lian's vigorous butt and sat on the ground.

"It's so dangerous!" A cold sweat flowed from Tang Yuan's head, and his heart said Fortunately, his Vajra Palm had been cultivated to the fullest, and his palms were as strong as steel. Otherwise, just by virtue of the moment just now, I would have to go to see the Buddha.

"Huh?" Seeing that his full force blow was taken by Tang Yuan, and Tang Yuan did not have any obvious injuries, Wu Lian was also a little surprised.

"Little bald donkey, the old man is underestimating you!" Wu Lian's little eyes looked at Tang Yuan gloomily, as if he could see Tang Yuan's details.

"Wu Na Demon, don't hurt my uncle!" Sihai finally came to his senses, and an arrow stepped in front of Tang Yuan.

"Two little bald donkeys, interesting!" Wu Lian's throat let out a 'quack' laugh, "Since you came to my mass grave, then you will all die here!"

After speaking, Wu Lian raised his head and let out a long howl, the whistling echoed back and forth in this silent hill, and when the sound was about to disappear, a group of figures emerged from the ground.

"Quack, is the Buddha, let you taste the old man's corpse control technique!" Wu Lian screamed.

Tang Yuan saw clearly, the mass of figures was a person's corpse. These people had loose hair, their heads bowed, their arms stretched out, and they were whining at them under Wu Lian's orders.

"Uncle Shi..."Sihai's martial arts are not low, but where have I seen such a scene. One by one, the dead people have become zombies walking in the world, and the four seas are not so frightened that they turn their heads and run, which is already very good.

"Hmph! pretend to be a ghost!" Tang Yuan sneered, these zombies were all a group of scum with low combat power under the illumination of his Tianyantong. The only thing that can be a threat to people is the ability to create an atmosphere of terror, which can be fatal to ordinary people.

But this kind of horror is completely useless for Tang Yuan, an alternative who watched countless horror movies in his previous life.

"Sihai, you go and catch the demon. These walking corpses, give them to Uncle Shi!"

"Uncle Shi, how careful you are!" Sihai couldn't wait to stay away from these walking corpses, and before he finished speaking, he clenched his fists and ran towards Wu Lian.

"Amitabha, let the poor monks surpass you!. Tang Yuan pretended to recite the Buddha's name, and then rushed into the group of corpses, his hands flying up and down. Every walking corpse that came into contact with Tang Yuan was sent flying by a huge force, completely losing its combat effectiveness.

Although the corpse group was large, it couldn't withstand Tang Yuan's tossing, and in just one stick of incense, the entire corpse group was completely destroyed by Tang Yuan. Occasionally, one or two walking corpses wanted to stand up, but they were also pressed by Tang Yuanyi's foot on his chest.

"Wu Lian, is that all you have to do as a corpse chaser?" Tang Yuan provoked Wu Lian after he was addicted to fighting a group of corpses by himself.

"Where is the bronze corpse!" Wu Lian shook back with a palm, and shouted after seeing that the walking corpse was useless to Tang Yuan.

"Woo~" A huge hand stretched out from the grave, and then the whole body. When the bronze corpse crawled out of the grave completely, it was nearly three meters tall! The bronze corpse was dressed in tattered armor, and where the armor was not covered, patches of black carrion were exposed.

"Jingle bell ~ Jingle bell ~ " Wu Lian didn't know when there was a bronze bell in his hand, pointing at Tang Yuan and ordering to the bronze corpse, "Kill him!"

"Whew!" The bronze corpse made a strange sound, and then pounced on Tang Yuan!

"King Kong Palm!" Tang Yuan saw that the bronze corpse was not easy to deal with, and the internal strength in the dantian was poured into his hands, waving towards the copper corpse. But the hardness of the bronze corpse was beyond Tang Yuan's imagination, and the golden palms hit the copper corpse, and the bronze corpse did not react at all.

"Haha! The old man's bronze corpse is made by gathering the corpse qi of nine hundred and ninety-nine strong men, how can you break it with a little bald donkey?!" Wu Lian laughed while dodging the attacks of the four seas.

A palm did not emit power, and Tang Yuan immediately ran away. Fortunately, although the bronze corpse was abnormally strong in flesh, its speed was average, and if Tang Yuan revolved around it, he just couldn't catch up with it.

After a few turns, Tang Yuan determined that the bronze corpse should belong to the kind of melee flow of war corpses, fearless in melee combat, but not at speed. It's a pity that his Tianyantong doesn't have the permission to view the specific information of the bronze corpse.

Since it is a melee type, then don't blame the poor monk for being polite, Tang Yuan's mouth showed a smile.

"Pure Yang Finger!"

A flame finger force emanated from Tang Yuan's hand and burst towards the bronze corpse. The finger force hit the copper corpse and made a 'snort' sound, a large amount of unpleasant white smoke came out, and the copper corpse roared in pain, and rushed towards Tang Yuan with teeth and claws.

"Pure Yang Finger!" Tang Yuan turned his head and ran, ran a few steps and stopped, and continued to hit the bronze corpse.

The size of the bronze corpse is as high as three meters, so Tang Yuan, who is running, basically does not need to aim, and his finger force can accurately hit the copper corpse. Although the damage brought by each time is not too high, it adds up to a lot, and the pure yang finger power itself is the fingering of the supreme yang, and it has the effect of burning the enemy and breaking the yin. Therefore, although the bronze corpse was refined by Wu Lian's painstaking efforts for more than ten years, it didn't take long for it to be dying by Tang Yuan's breath.

"Bald donkey, you dare to destroy my treasure corpse!" Wu Lian had been watching the battle between Tang Yuan and the bronze corpse, and after seeing Tang Yuan beat the copper corpse with the finger power of the flames, Wu Lian was so distressed that he was about to faint.

"Ahhh

"Uncle Shi, run!" Sihai, who couldn't react, shouted loudly to Tang Yuan.

"Is it over?" Wu Lian, who was like crazy, his speed skyrocketed directly, Tang Yuan didn't have light martial arts, so he couldn't outrun Wu Lian at all.

"Die, die!" Wu Lian, who was like a madman, shouted at Tang Yuan with blood-red eyes. Tang Yuan even smelled the foul smell coming from Wu Lian's mouth.

"Amitabha! Demon Hugh is going to be rampant!"

Just when Tang Yuan was powerless to resist, a deep voice suddenly exploded in his ears, and then a Qi Mei stick flew from the darkness and smashed Wu Lian, Wu Lian was directly smashed and vomited blood and flew away.

A middle-aged monk wearing a yellow monk's robe with a rosary in his hand slowly walked out of the darkness.

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