Nine Uncle World: Opening Awakening Traveling Frog System

"Push the coffin into the tent!!"

Daoist Qianhe commanded the soldiers who followed him and several of his disciples to help.

The heavy rain poured down, and the weeds on the flat ground were violently pulled out, causing the ground to be full of mud and potholes. It was slippery for people to walk on, and it was very difficult to push the heavy coffin.

"Push hard!!!"

Everyone else was trying to push the carriage, and Daoist Qianhe stared at the coffin, afraid that something might happen.

After taking this job, he was exhausted enough, even if the pay was high, the tossing back and forth was exhausting.

It's useless to live now.

Looking at the heavy rain that was gradually stopping, Taoist Master Qianhe could only secretly think in his heart: I will fill up some ink fountain threads later, but unfortunately there are not many ink fountains, I should have borrowed some from my senior brother.

"boom!!"

The sudden change came, and a bolt of lightning struck down. Daoist Qianhe and his disciples subconsciously jumped away, but the soldiers were one step too late, and the lightning struck the coffin, causing even the soldiers to become ashamed. It became a charred black body with a burnt smell and fell to the ground, and the whole body shrank.

"What, what, it's so noisy!!"

The steward Wu in the tent opened the curtain in dissatisfaction, looked over, and saw the moment when the coffin lid was pushed away by two palms covered with sharp nails.

"Ouch, it scared me to death."

Wu Guanshi was so frightened that he ran back into the tent, and the guards also seemed to be on the verge of a formidable enemy, and Daoist Qianhe felt like cursing others.

He jumped onto the coffin with a long step, pressed the lid back, and shouted: "Bring the rope!"

The zombie who was lying in the coffin was struck by lightning, so he easily pushed up the lid, ignoring the net and ink fountain line on the coffin.

A golden coffin can crush a person to death with just one lid. It is conceivable how heavy it is, and it is difficult for even a zombie to push it. But now the most terrifying thing happened.

"Master, catch it!"

A rope as thick as an arm was tied to the coffin. Priest Qianhe secretly used the heavy drop spell, but a powerful force came from inside the coffin and overturned him.

Flying far away together with the coffin lid, it hit the ground heavily, making a big hole in the ground.

Oops!

Both Mo Douxian and Mo Wang couldn't control the zombie, and the zombie ran out, and trouble came.

"Tie the corpse!"

Before he had time to think about it, Taoist Master Qianhe yelled, and the four disciples under his door threw two ropes from four directions to tie up the zombie.

When the rope touched the zombie, it lit up, and the bell on the rope kept shaking, making the zombie's mind confused and turning back and forth.

Bitten his finger, and smeared the blood on the peach-wood sword. Taoist Qianhe jumped up, and stabbed the peach-wood sword at the zombie's heart. The peach-wood sword that had been wiped with blood smoothly pierced the zombie's heart and passed through. .

What shocked Daoist Qianhe was that his heart had been punctured, and his own blood was still on the mahogany sword, but the zombie hardly suffered any damage.

"No, it has become a spirit, it has become a bronze armored corpse!!!"

This luck is not ordinary bad luck, an ordinary zombie was struck by lightning in the golden coffin, causing the zombie inside to become a bronze armored corpse!
"Roar!"

Injured, the zombie roared, grabbed the corpse rope with both arms and swung it vigorously, and threw the four people in the south, east, west, and northwest into the air, smashed on the tree pole, and fell to the ground without moving.

Daoist Qianhe, who was very close, could even hear the sound of his disciple's bones being broken.

"Taishang Laojun is in a hurry like a law!!"

Daoist Qianhe's eyes were red, and he took out the money sword and talisman paper in his pocket.

"when!"

To the desperation of Daoist Qianhe, the invincible money sword was blocked by the arm of the zombie, and the money sword collapsed directly.

The hardness of the bronze armored corpse is no less than that of real steel, and the money sword was destroyed in an instant. One can imagine how strong its body defense is.

"Beast!"

The arm was grabbed by the zombie, and a few deep wounds were pulled out. Taoist Qianhe frowned in pain, and the corpse-suppressing talisman in his hand slapped the zombie's head.

The zombie stopped, and Taoist Master Qianhe backed away quickly, took out glutinous rice and covered the wound, the excruciating pain made Taoist Master Qianhe almost fell to the ground.

"Ow!"

The two corpse-suppressing charms only controlled the zombie for three seconds, and then they were out of the control of the corpse-suppressing charms.

The zombie's eyes turned to the tent. It could sense that there were people close to it by blood. The bronze armored zombie instinctively rushed towards the tent immediately.

Invulnerable to swords and guns, the three guards died tragically under the claws and fangs of the zombies in the blink of an eye. Even Wu Guanshi and the little elder brother were scratched by the bronze armored zombies.

After casually treating the wound, Daoist Qianhe grabbed the glutinous rice and rushed forward, covering the face of the bronze-armored zombie, causing the bronze-armored zombie to abandon Wu Guanshi and the little elder brother and scream.

"Come on!"

Taoist Qianhe covered the bronze-armored zombie with an ink net, and asked Wu Guanshi to escape with the little elder brother.

The talisman was gone, the ink fountain fell somewhere, the mahogany sword was broken, the money sword was broken, the glutinous rice was used up, and the battle lasted only 3 minutes, and everything was gone.

No, there is one last hole card!
The most powerful talisman handed down from the ancestral court of Maoshan, the Zixiao Divine Thunder Talisman!

This talisman was left by the founder of Sanmao. When the official disciples of the Maoshan School set foot in the rivers and lakes, they would receive a life-saving talisman.

The power is unmatched, no less than the power of real thunder, and it is completely restrained against evil things like zombies!
Seeing the bronze-armored zombie tearing the ink net open and jumping towards him angrily, Daoist Qianhe prepared to use the method of pressing the bottom of the box to fight it desperately.

"Beast, go to hell!"

The bronze armored zombie jumped over.

Daoist Qianhe jumped up, kicked it on the arm, made it crooked, took advantage of the gap, and stuck the Zixiao God Thunder Talisman on the zombie's back.

"Roar!"

A shrill scream came from the mouth of the bronze-armored zombie. Even though it was transformed into a copper-armored zombie because of lightning, the lightning still caused powerful damage to it.

The purple thunder talisman erupted, and the bronze-armored zombie was shrouded in lightning, screaming again and again, his hat fell to the ground, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were torn, and his invulnerable skin was covered with scars.

"Roar!"

With a scream, the bronze-armored zombie was frightened, and rushed into the woods on the side, and quickly disappeared. Two more such talismans can kill it directly.

Little did he know that Daoist Qianhe was so shocked that he couldn't speak, even the Purple Thunder Talisman could not destroy it, how strong is this bronze-armored zombie?
"Pfft~!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and Daoist Qianhe lay softly in the mud. He knew that his life was saved, but the people at the scene, dead or injured, none of them were intact. of.

The rain stopped, but no one wanted to rest.

Lin Chuan and Daoist Simu are making mahogany swords, and even if they don't use them, they can sell them to others. Jia Le wanted to do it, but was pushed aside by the master.

However, Master Yixiu's house next door was relatively quiet, and the master really did not continue to chant scriptures at night.

"Help! There are zombies, help!"

A burst of shouts came from far and near, and the mahogany sword in Lin Chuan's hand, who heard the sound first, snapped off, and stood up suddenly from the ground, "Something happened!"

"what?"

The four-eyed priest who had been feeling restless dropped the tool in his hand and ran out, followed by Master Yixiu next door.

Seeing the unmasculine steward Wu hugging the unconscious little elder brother, stumbling over and falling to the ground, the master saw the little elder brother's face and was shocked, "His corpse poison has begun to attack the mind! Treat him quickly! "

Holding the little elder brother in his arms, the master hurried into the house, Lin Chuan, Taoist Simu, and Jia Le also followed.

"What happened, my junior brother?"

Grabbing Wu Guanshi's clothes, the four-eyed Taoist priest asked loudly.

Careful Mr. Wu Guanshi was still bouncing around, his fingers were trembling, and he pointed in the direction of the woods, "It was raining heavily, so we set up camp, who knew that zombies would come out, and bite people when they caught them, ouch, a lot of people died."

"What about my junior brother, what about others!"

The four-eyed priest resisted the urge to punch the dead eunuch's face a few times, and shouted.

"He stopped the zombie, and the location is in the high woods."

"Damn!"

The four-eyed Taoist rushed out with the long sword in his hand. Master Yixiu followed after thinking for a while, and shouted to Lin Chuan while running:

"You stay and watch them. That child is poisoned by the corpse, so you should take care of it."

Lin Chuan wanted to go out directly, but recalled the plot in the original book, and sat back again.

"Okay, I'll take care of the kid."