Asking about longevity

The dark coffin was gradually opened.

The dead bodies in the coffins crawled out one by one.

Their eyes are empty, their skin is rotten and ulcerated, and they are densely packed. There are dozens of them, standing eerily on the mine.

Refining the corpse!

Mo Hua's eyes turned cold, he looked at Zhang Quan and said coldly:

"Are you possessed?"

Refining corpses is a truly demonic method, which is not tolerated by the cultivation world and goes against the laws of Taoism.

Monks who refine corpses will be killed by the Taoist court.

Sects or families that refine corpses will also be confiscated and exterminated by the Taoist court.

Thinking of these zombies, most of them are mine repairmen in the mines.

They lived in poverty all their lives, and after they died in vain, their bodies were turned into zombies and used to do evil things.

The ink painting was in my mind and I made another note for Zhang Quan.

If things go wrong here, he will definitely think of a way to prevent Zhang Quan from having a good death.

Zhang Quan sneered, "So what? I'm alone in my family. As long as I can attain enlightenment, what's the point of becoming a demon?"

Mo Hua was disdainful, "I'm obsessed with it, and I still want to be enlightened and have your spring and autumn dreams."

"You're a little kid, what can you understand?"

"You are driven around like a mouse by a little brat, how can you understand?"

Zhang Quan had a mouthful of blood welling up in his throat and had to hold back not to spit it out.

He said angrily: "Okay, you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. I can't defeat you. I'll kill you later, tear off your mouth, and feed you to these zombies. See if you can still be so tough?"

Mo Hua snorted and said:

"Forget it, you turned into a corpse yourself and you can't catch me. How do you expect these stupid walking corpses?"

After speaking, Mo Hua quietly asked Bai Zixi, "Senior sister, what is a walking corpse?"

Bai Zixi said: "They are just low-level zombies."

"oh oh."

Mo Hua was determined and nodded repeatedly, then raised his head again with a arrogant expression:

"They're just low-level zombies. You're just a foundation builder with only these means. You should go back to your mother's womb and drink amniotic fluid as soon as possible. Don't come out and embarrass yourself..."

Mo Hua cursed loudly.

Mo Hua was a demon hunter and studied under Elder Yu. When he curses someone, even if he doesn't say it himself, he can just follow what Elder Yu says.

It's just that the junior senior brother and junior senior sister are both here, so he doesn't have the nerve to curse those nastier words.

Afraid of affecting one's own image.

So I found some "friendly" words and used Zhang Quan to test his skills.

Zhang Quan couldn't stand it anymore.

An ordinary brat, no matter how much he scolds him, he won't pay attention.

Because he can kill with his backhand.

But he couldn't kill the ink painting.

No matter how Mo Hua scolded him, he could only endure it but could not do anything to him.

Moreover, all his methods were protected against leakage, and now these walking corpses are indeed the only ones left.

Zhang Quan stared at the ink painting.

If eyes could kill, Mo Hua would have been killed by him ten times.

Mo Hua was happy and unafraid. He put his hands on his hips and looked at Zhang Quan and said:

"Why are you staring with your little eyes? Do you think I will be afraid of you if you stare with your little eyes?"

Zhang Quan was so angry that his scalp was numb.

His right hand trembled, shaking the bloody copper bell with strange patterns, and roared at the top of his lungs:

"I kill you!"

Dozens of walking corpses were pulled by the ringing of the bell, with their fangs exposed and their fingers like sharp claws, looking like crazy. They let out heavy breathing sounds and rushed towards Mo Hua and others.

Bai Zixi stretched out her hand, and several pieces of sword light flew out, cutting off the legs of several zombies.

But more zombies still came to kill them.

The walking corpses with broken legs, even if they fell to the ground, still crawled towards Mo Hua regardless of the situation.

Ink painting and pointing, condensing fireball technique.

Fireballs flew out one after another, burning the arms of several zombies into charcoal and turning into ashes.

But as long as the stumps are still there, the walking corpse will still struggle and crawl towards the ink painting.

Mo Hua frowned.

The first-level zombies only have the strength of the Qi refining stage and are not to be feared, but they are numerous and fearless of death - because they are already dead.

As long as the limbs remain, they will voraciously eat flesh and blood and kill on orders.

It's really a bit troublesome.

Soon the zombies approached Mo Hua.

Zhang Quan looked excited.

He wanted to watch the zombies tearing up Mo Hua's corpse and eating it.

But with a few calm steps, Mo Hua slipped under the claws of the zombie and retreated.

Several other zombies appeared behind Mo Hua, stretched out their heads and gnawed away.

But they were all avoided by Mo Huajian.

Zhang Quan frowned.

Also knows how to move...

This brat is so damn hard to kill!

Zhang Quanyin smiled and said: "Okay, you hide, I'll see how long you can hide with your physical skills."

The spiritual power in the Qi refining period will be exhausted sooner or later. As long as you make a mistake or the spiritual power is exhausted, you will become the blood food of these walking corpses.

Zhang Quan smiled sadly, and suddenly another golden light appeared in the corner of his eye.

He was startled and hurriedly shook the bell.

Several zombies stood in front of him, and then they were shot through by Bai Zisheng.

Zhang Quan quickly retreated.

Bai Zisheng pushed several zombies away, then took a big step and stabbed them with another spear.

Zhang Quan had no choice but to retreat and at the same time called zombies to block the gun.

Bai Zisheng provokes him again and shoots again!

After doing this several times, Zhang Quan was forced to retreat continuously and had no time to ring the bell. The movements of the walking corpse also slowed down.

Some even stood motionless in front of the ink paintings.

The walking corpse didn't move, and the ink painting didn't move either. They looked at the zombie in front of them curiously.

He wanted to figure out how this zombie was controlled.

However, Zhang Quan was pressed hard by Bai Zisheng step by step. In desperation, he mobilized all his spiritual power and used Earth Escape to escape to a dilapidated shed in the mine.

There was nothing under the shed.

Zhang Quan stamped his feet, rocks moved and dust began to rise.

Then an iron coffin appeared in front of him.

Mo Hua felt something was wrong and shouted:

"Brother!"

Without Mo Hua's reminder, Bai Zisheng mobilized his spiritual power and shot Zhang Quan.

At this moment, the iron coffin was lifted up, and a stiff hand suddenly stretched out and grasped the tip of Bai Zisheng's spear.

Bai Zisheng raised his eyebrows, his spiritual power burst out, golden light flourished, and he strangled this hand.

The iron-green palm was cracked by the golden spiritual power, and the strength was slightly loosened.

Bai Zisheng's spear also broke free.

After the spear broke free, Bai Zisheng did not make another move, but stared at the iron coffin with slightly focused eyes.

After a while, a zombie crawled out of the iron coffin.

This zombie is different from other walking zombies.

Its skin was not ulcerated, but was black and blue, and seemed to be as hard as iron.

The fangs are longer, the fingers are sharper, and the aura around him is more powerful.

Mo Hua quickly asked Bai Zixi in a low voice, "Senior sister, what is this?"

If you don’t understand, ask.

And it's not shameful to ask your own little senior sister.

Mo Hua's knowledge of Taoism mainly focused on formations, and his other knowledge was far inferior to Bai Zixi's.

Not even as good as Bai Zisheng.

Bai Zixi said: "It's an iron zombie, one level higher than a walking zombie."

Mo Hua nodded quickly, then raised his head again and said disdainfully to Zhang Quan:

"It's just an iron corpse. If you have the ability, can you make a bronze corpse and a gold corpse?"

After talking about Mo Hua, he remembered something and secretly asked Bai Zixi:

"Senior Sister, there must be a bronze corpse and a gold corpse..."

Bronze corpse and golden corpse were what he just talked about.

He didn't know if there was one.

Mo Hua was afraid that his lack of knowledge would reveal his true identity and be looked down upon by Zhang Quan.

Bai Zixi nodded, "Yes."

Mo Hua felt relieved.

Zhang Quan was shocked when he heard this.

This kid knows so much, he must be from a big family and a big sect.

Judging from his tone, the bronze corpse and gold corpse are just ordinary?

You must know that he has already spent a lot of effort to refine this half-step iron corpse that is comparable to a foundation-building monk.

So far, everyone who has seen this iron corpse has turned pale with horror.

There are not many monks who can survive after seeing this iron corpse.

Zhang Quan didn't expect that not only was this kid not afraid, but he actually looked down on him.

Zhang Quan was frightened.

Bai Zisheng was so happy to see the hunting spirit that he was already fighting with the iron corpse.

This iron corpse has not been finished yet, so it can only be considered a half-step iron corpse.

His strength is lower than that of ordinary foundation-building monks in the early stage, but his skin and flesh are as hard as iron. In a real fight, he is even stronger than ordinary foundation-building monks.

At least it's better than Zhang Quan who doesn't take drugs.

Bai Zisheng was slightly behind, but he became more courageous as he fought.

Aunt Xue was following her before and was strictly forbidden to do anything, so Bai Zi Shengkong had a talent but had nowhere to show it and could only compete with Mo Hua.

Now traveling, after several battles, Bai Zisheng has become more and more proficient in Taoism, and his experience in fighting with others has gradually become richer.

But as he continued to fight, Bai Zisheng gradually became a little tired.

Because not only the iron zombies, but also the other walking zombies would fight towards him desperately.

These walking corpses, even if they were pierced by spears and had their hands and feet cut off, still ignored them and haunted Bai Zisheng.

Bai Zisheng couldn't help but mutter:

"so annoying."

At this moment, Bai Zisheng dodged the iron corpse's blow and stabbed a walking corpse in the chest with another shot. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he shouted:

"Ink painting, there are formation patterns on the walking corpse!"

Mo Hua was startled for a moment, then he held his hands empty and used the Water Prison Technique to immobilize a walking corpse.

Bai Zixi's sword energy swept away and shredded the clothes on the zombie's chest.

The chest of the walking corpse was rotten and there were dead spots, but there were no traces of formation patterns.

Mo Hua said: "Senior sister, peel it!"

Bai Zixi nodded, swiped his delicate hand, and swung his sword energy to break open the zombie's skin.

The dead flesh under the skin was stiff, with blood lines hidden in it, and the aura of the hidden formation rippled out.

The ink painting stagnated for a moment, then he looked shocked, then overjoyed, his eyes sparkled, and he said to Bai Zisheng:

"Brother, help me catch zombies!!"

The bloody formation engraved on this zombie turned out to be the ultimate formation!

Moreover, it is at least a first-grade and eleven-mark or above ultimate formation!

Catch zombies?

Zhang Quan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then thought of something and his expression changed wildly.

This kid is actually an array master? !

Did he see it? !