At the beginning, he became a baby and worshipped Uncle Jiu as his godfather!

This is not the way to go on.

We must divert the battlefield away, so that we can't get too close to Lin Yu and the others.

This Kalaba magic weapon is too powerful, and the golden light talisman drawn by Lin Yu can't exert all its power on these people without Qi.

They are numerous and powerful, and with the help of Lin Yu's talisman, they can still stop the two green zombies.

Uncle Jiu made up his mind and chanted a spell.

"I am Fang Qingdi, born from the nine transformations of Hunyuan. Cooperate with Qiankunwu, Santai assists Beichen. Support Qianxiang thousands of soldiers, Jiaokangshifang helps my heart. Weiji is combined with my true self, wearing the sun and the moon and the stars. I am a heavenly soldier, thunder and water. Thunder rises, thousands of soldiers are my body. This is Qiankunheng!"

The golden light is strong and shines outward, and the green zombies that surround it can't help but shrink back.

It was the zombies who knew to be afraid, but this righteousness that broke the evil made them retreat consciously.

Even the magic beads in the hands of the foreign monk in the snow mountain suddenly trembled, and the manipulation was a little sluggish.

The smile on the foreign monk's face froze.

His eyes became more serious.

Zhongyuan Zhengyi, it was indeed easy to deal with.

Uncle Jiu's flesh and blood seemed to have a huge body of ten thousand pounds. Taking advantage of the temporary dispersal of the encirclement, he kicked sideways with his left foot.

He kicked a green zombie away directly.

Uncle Jiu jumped out of the gap directly, and threw the peach wood sword in his hand into the air.

While running forward, he pinched the sword finger with his hand, pointing at the peach wood sword in the air, and the peach wood sword immediately hung in the air.

"Hurry up!"

The peach wood sword immediately drew a red light in the air and stabbed directly at Liu Zhang.

The red light was so fast that no one could dodge it.

Liu Zhang was shocked and rolled over.

The peach wood sword stabbed into the ground, and with a loud bang, a hole was blown out.

Although Liu Zhang was not stabbed, he was directly blown away by the aftermath of the explosion.

He turned two circles in the air, barely stabilized his body, did two somersaults, and stood with the foreign monk from the snow mountain again.

His black clothes were already damaged, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, his hair was messy, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"What a true Maoshan disciple!"

Uncle Jiu had already jumped onto the tombstone of Old Master Ren.

He took out two talismans from his sleeves.

"Imperial!"

With a sound of imperial order!

The talismans turned into two dragons, which also lifted the two green zombies away and set off blazing flames on them.

Uncle Jiu stood on the tombstone and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he thought that the old man Ren could be dug out to fight, he was still worried that Liu Zhang had some conspiracy.

"Even if you have raised the corpse for eighteen years, the resentment of this new corpse will have to undergo a process of mutation. Even if you dig it out, what can you do?"

Liu Zhang did not pay attention to Uncle Jiu first.

"Can you do it?"

"Don't worry."

He said something to the foreign monk without any context.

Liu Zhang took out a demon bead from his arms.

He grinned and said, "You caused the corpse to fail to be raised, but you are not prepared!"

Uncle Jiu frowned.

It seems that Liu Zhang can indeed dig out the corpse.

This demon bead is made of the Yin evil energy of heaven and earth. If the zombie who has been raised for eighteen years gets it, it can immediately give birth to him.

Although it may not be able to achieve flying zombies, it is indeed very strong.

This would be difficult to deal with.

After all, this foreign monk should not be underestimated.

Uncle Jiu immediately took out a red rope from his arms.

He spread it with a red rope, and directly circled the tomb.

"Yuan Shi An Zhen, universally inform all spirits, the true officials of the mountains and rivers, the spirits of the land, the left society and the right millet, do not be alarmed, return to the right path, clear up the inside and outside, each position, prepare to guard the altar, the Supreme has ordered, Yuan Heng Li Zhen!"

Recite the land An Lu Mantra!

The land above the tomb is stable.

Every grain of dust seems to be as stable as Mount Tai.

In this way, the tomb will be broken in a short time.

Before Liu Zhang figured out the mystery, Uncle Jiu had already done these things.

He commanded the three disabled and three intact green zombies to attack.

The zombies flew up at a very fast speed.

Uncle Jiu was surrounded by golden light and kicked continuously.

Three zombies were kicked back by him.

He jumped to the right.

The remaining three zombies crashed into the tombstone.

Feeling the pain, the endless zombies crashed into the tombstone, but failed to shake it.

Liu Zhang was shocked.

He gritted his teeth. .

"Good trick, let's see how long you can suppress this tomb!"

Two half-crippled zombies rammed the tomb crazily.

There were muffled bangs, like hitting a mountain.

Uncle Jiu ignored it for the time being, but he was also anxious.

The amount of talismans is limited, and there will always be a time when it reaches its limit. The most urgent thing is to eliminate these opponents first.

Uncle Jiu rushed towards the green zombies surrounding Lin Yu.

Three Kabaras immediately intercepted him.

Uncle Jiu immediately took out a peach wood sword from his bosom.

He touched the peach wood sword with his sword finger, leaving a bloody mark.

He moved nimbly and hit the next bullet, knocking it away.

The bullet was so fast that it could blast a hole in the ground, but it was stopped by this ordinary wooden sword.

For some reason, the foreign monk suddenly became angry.

He stood between Uncle Jiu and Master Ren, blocking their way.

Nine magic beads flew out at the same time, attacking Uncle Jiu from different directions.

Uncle Jiu stepped on the Gang Bu Dou, his body like a swimming dragon, dodging left and right.

He couldn't avoid it, so he pulled up his apricot yellow Taoist robe and faced it head-on.

It was like an iron shield.

There was a loud bang, and they separated at the touch.

Several talismans flew out of Uncle Jiu's sleeves, as if they could track them automatically, and they quickly chased after the two enemies.

Two people dare to agree.

He quickly summoned his true energy and intercepted the talisman from mid-air.

The talisman exploded into two groups in mid-air.

The heat is rolling.

Uncle Jiu raised his sword, and in front of him a green zombie cut open half of his body, and then kicked him away.

He rushed towards Liu Zhang and Fan Seng.

The two yellow talismans turned into light blue ropes and chased towards the two of them.

Liu Zhang immediately controlled two zombies to stand in front of him.

The ropes directly tied the zombies together, and they fell to the ground into a rolling gourd.

Monk Fan suddenly became long-handed and long-legged, which was very strange.

It twists and turns in an extremely weird shape to avoid being hunted by the rope.

He jumped back twice and took out a small drum from his arms.

The small drum is shiny with oil, and there are strange-looking gods and Buddhas engraved on the drum skin, which looks very strange.

He took out another bone and made it into a staff, and started beating the snare drum.

Weird fluctuations spread instantly.

After beating the drum three times, the corpse-binding talisman turned into a rope and its movements became sluggish.

After three more knocks, it fell limply to the ground and turned into fluorescent light.

At this time, Uncle Jiu had already rushed in front of him.

Split down from top to bottom, the peach wood sword had an awe-inspiring aura of destroying evil.

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Monk Fan's face was stern, and his right hand suddenly stretched twice as much.

He hurriedly blocked it with the bone staff in his hand.

A clang was heard.

The pair of weird bone staffs emitted auspicious light, blocking the masculine evil-destroying power of the mahogany sword.

"Buddha's light?"

Uncle Jiu frowned, with disgust in his eyes.

"Hmph, heretic!"

Fan Monk's Buddha Light 껣中香놌 is a bit strange, but it is not easy to distinguish.

Even those who are not very knowledgeable can easily be deceived by his appearance.

"This is the true scripture of Buddhism. It makes no sense to say that I am a demon and a heretic. Is the struggle between Buddhism and Taoism in the Central Plains still so fierce?"

Uncle Jiu does not discriminate against Buddhism. As long as it is the right path, the difference is not very big in Uncle Jiu's eyes.

Although there may be some conflicts of interest at times, they are just competitive rivals at most, and they are definitely not considered life-or-death enemies.

"Using human bones as a weapon and human skin as a drum, what kind of serious Buddhist teachings do you think it is? Now I will let you meditate here!"

Uncle Jiu shouted angrily.

"If it hadn't been for your heavy snow, thousands of miles away, high up, you would have been attacked by a group of people, sweeping holes and plowing the courtyard!"

The monk smiled and beat the small drum in the 꿛, and the sound waves with some strange energy kept shaking the golden light on Uncle Jiu's body.

"You Central Plains people are greedy for sex and enjoy misfortune. You kill a lot and fight a lot. You are a murderous place of words and a sea of ​​right and wrong. How can you understand how amazing and mysterious we are?"

"These magical weapons of mine are taken from the remains and skins of eminent monks. The Buddha's light shines everywhere and their magical power is vast. I am not afraid of your peach wood sword."

Uncle Jiu struck out with his sword again, forcing the monk into a panic.

Liu Zhang rushed over from one side, holding the coffin nails and stabbing Uncle Jiu in his body.

He was easily repelled by Uncle Jiu again.

Lin Yu was on the side directing everyone to fight against the green zombies.

Everyone is shining with golden light.

The powerful talisman makes them extremely powerful, and the light body talisman makes them as light as a swallow.

Although he was not the opponent of the Green Zombie, he was easily knocked away by the Green Zombie, but with the golden light protecting his body, he rolled on the ground and stood up unscathed.

So I wasn't very scared anymore.

Three or two people rushed forward to restrict the zombies' movements.

Then using the black dog blood chicken blood rope prepared in 꿛, Nuomi attacked crazily.

The two green zombies crackled and burst into flames.

Lin Yu held up his mahogany sword and supported them from the side.

Although Lin Yu is small, he can jump several meters high.

The body is extremely flexible.

The golden light protects the body and is guided by Lin Yu to cover the peach wood sword.

A mahogany sword really seems to have become a magic weapon.

It hit a hole in the zombie's body, which was sharper than the bullet just now.

While Uncle Jiu was fighting fiercely with the two monsters, these two powerful green zombies had been completely destroyed.

The originally ferocious face and green skin were now riddled with holes.

The clothes on his body became tattered.

He really looked like a beggar who had been bitten by a wild dog.

While everyone was fighting fiercely, they suddenly heard the sound of drums.

I immediately felt some disgust in my heart.

Some negative emotions emerged out of nowhere.

The golden light on his body trembled slightly, not as bright as before.

They can't sense it.

Only Lin Yu can feel it.

I felt a wave of black energy constantly shaking my Niwan Palace.

Although he may not really be able to destroy his Niwan Palace and cause harm to himself, he kept wandering around in front of the Niwan Palace, which was quite disgusting.

"Why does it smell like burning corpses?"

Qiusheng asked.

"Is that that one?"

Awei pointed at two zombies that were frantically hitting the grave.

Two zombies try to break the curse of An꺱눓.

I just ate a fire talisman from Uncle Jiu, and it has become as black as coal.

"No, no, the two of them were not completely burned. The smell should have dissipated long ago, and there is no fire now. This smell is coming now, eh~"

Qiu Sheng felt his stomach churning and almost vomited.

"啕~~"

Ren Fa and others all felt a little vomiting.

Lian Lin Yu's face turned pale.

It's so disgusting.

They had no magic power and no Niwan Palace. They only knew that they were uncomfortable and could not feel anything else, but Lin Yu could feel it.

Lin Yu only felt as if someone was mixing corpse oil with smelly dog ​​shit with this sound wave, and was applying it to himself crazily.

nausea!

"It was all his fault that he shot that monk."

With some anger, Lin Yu finally attacked a position repeatedly and cut off the left leg of a zombie.

Lao Liu immediately raised his gun and shot.

Monk Fan didn't dare to be careless.

This musket is really powerful.

Even if they have practiced these miraculous arts and are a strange person, it is just that their level is more mysterious.

The body is still just a mortal body.

Once a foreign gun hits a critical point, those few years of spring and autumn will be wasted.

Uncle Jiu could smell the stench and knew the disgusting feeling.

I felt even more disgusted.

"Xiao Yu, Bagua Mirror!"

"Yes, Master!"

Lin Yu took out the Bagua mirror that Uncle Jiu had given him for self-defense.

꿛Pinch your fingers together and shine diagonally towards the sun in the sky.

As soon as the magic power was activated, a golden light shined straight at the monk.

The speed of light is extremely fast.

The monk was unable to dodge and was instantly struck by the golden light.

The auspicious light and golden light around me seem to be indistinguishable from each other, and they are both auspicious colors.

But that monk couldn't help but let out a cry of grief.

The leather drum and bone staff in 꿛 were emitting black gas and made some sharp explosions.

The nine jade beads were connected end to end, and they took turns attacking Uncle Jiu like a barrage of cannons.

Monk Fan kept dodging to avoid the golden light.

Meanwhile, the beating of the drums became more frequent.

There are words in his mouth.

"Soma Di Karmane Kar..."

As soon as I recited it, the nauseating feeling became even stronger.

"Master, what on earth is going on? This 놌shang's 꿛 section doesn't look like the right way!"

Wen 꺳 had almost vomited out the sour water, with a frown on his face, not understanding at all.

Obviously, this monk still exudes Buddha's light and auspiciousness.

"Fire Talisman! Chi Lian!"

Uncle Jiu threw out a few more fire talismans, leaving the monks with no time to pay attention and had to temporarily stop beating drums and chanting sutras.

"These evil ways of using human bones and human skin as ritual tools are naturally not the right way!"

The monk refused to accept such accusation.

"Isn't it possible that there are no people in the Central Plains who use people to practice magic? Donor Liu next to me and his family are famous for practicing corpse training. I don't see you Central Plains people going to annihilate them."

"Bald thief, what are you talking about? Are we the same as you? We can only use a dead corpse. The more cruel ones can only kill people to make corpses. It's different for you to raise people as beasts! Your people are worse than As for beasts, at least beasts don’t have to pay taxes!”

Liu Zhang does not allow others to speak ill of the Liu family, even if he has been expelled from the Liu family.

He still hopes that one day he can go back in an upright manner!

"Miao껩, Miao껩, your dead body is sinister and full of resentment. My magical weapon, the Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the auspicious light is endless. These are the stinky skins of devout people with pure souls who voluntarily offered them to my Buddha."