Those steel nails also gradually changed, from the original bright silver cold light to red.

Chapter 129 The Weakness of the Undead

"Blood sacrifice? Interesting."

Lin Daochang smiled slightly, waved his hand, and a few talisman seals were pasted on He Yunqing's body, and a purple protective cover instantly rose on He Yunqing's body.

The color of this protective cover looks darker, too much purple has condensed, and it has turned slightly black.

He Yunqing naturally knew the power of this protective cover. My uncle just wanted to come out and move around, and didn't even use one-third of his strength. In addition, the body of Lin Jingzhe he used didn't fit well. If It was his own body, killing Ying Qi every minute.

Ying Qi's face was pale, and his fingers kept forming prints. Those red steel nails appeared more and more frequently, and the number increased greatly.

As long as there are objects, those steel nails can protrude, which makes people caught off guard.

Lin Daochang moved a few times, and suddenly felt nothing interesting.

"You go, I won't hurt you."

"Walk?"

The mournful Shadow Seven sighed: "Your destiny is hard to break."

After all, he stepped up his offensive again.

After dodging a steel nail, Lin Daochang jumped directly into the air. Hundreds of talisman seals gathered together to form a grand master's chair and fell in the air.

Afterwards, he leisurely sat on the grand teacher's chair made of talisman seals, holding a purple talisman seal between his index finger and middle finger, and looked down at Ying Qi: "How do you fight now?"

Those steel nails will only protrude from the real objects, such as flowers, trees, land bricks and so on.

There was nothing in the air, and there was no use for his spells.

When he was practicing this technique, he just thought that now that the spiritual energy is exhausted, there is no one in the entire blue star who can fly.

Most of them stayed in the air for more than ten seconds and then fell down. I didn't expect that the talismans could be played like this.

He shook his head with a wry smile. There was really no need to continue this battle.

Now he is a living target, Lin Daochang above can always use talismans against him in the air.

"I can go, but they, I can't control."

Ying Qi was a little reckless.

Hearing this sentence, those undead people immediately understood what he meant, and jumped into the air to hack.

Lin Daochang waved his hand to block these attacks, and he didn't care about these shrimps.

"Uncle, they are undead."

He Yunqing shouted below.

"understood."

Lin Daochang knew the physical characteristics of the undead, and knew that the more they killed, the stronger they became.

With a wave of his hand, the purple talisman became more than two meters long and one meter wide, tightly wrapping the undead.

"Uh."

Yingqi sighed helplessly, it seems that today is impossible to complete the task.

He waved: "Let's go, we are not his opponents."

The undead race stopped one after another.

This is also Lin Daochang, who doesn't like killing, so he dared to do two tricks.

If he meets Zhao Kuo, the corpse king, he will become a member of the Zhao family army the moment he strikes.

In the forest here, Chu Lan had a few new bloody wounds on his body. He held the sword with one hand, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and panted heavily.

It's not that he's afraid of being hurt, and that the sweat, with its salt content, flows into the wound and is extremely painful, affecting his movements.

Ying Qi's soul returned to his body, and he held the hilt of the sword with a smile.

"How about it?"

He slowly walked towards Chu Lan: "Five Thunders Rectify the Fa, Thunder in the Palm, and the Thunder member you created yourself, if you hand them over, I can make the decision and let you go."

"You haven't won yet, what are you talking about?"

Chu Lan regained her strength, turned into a bolt of lightning, and stabbed Ying Qi with a sword.

"I admit, your speed is indeed enviable."

Ying Qi smiled and pushed Chu Lan's long sword away: "My sword skills, plus your speed, are enough to increase my strength by a large margin."

"Your swordsmanship is too bad. You can chop, slash, stab, pick, pull, all the moves, you can only chop and slash the simplest, no different from a child brushing a sword."

Zhao Kuo shook his head aside, he didn't know how to use a sword either, the reason why he had a sword on his body was because at that time, a saber was a must for every scholar, and he was a great general, so the quality of the sword was excellent reasonable.

Chu Lan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the clothes on her arm, looked at the long sword in her hand, and then threw it on the ground: "You are right, the sword is in my hand, but I am restrained everywhere."

After all, he gathered the qi in his whole body, and thunder and lightning flickered all over his body.

"Lightning in the palm of your hand!"

The thunder light rose, and he turned into a thunder light, followed by the thunder in his palm, and rushed towards Ying Qi together.

"It's good to come."

Ying Qi smiled in satisfaction, and then stabbed out with a sword.

Chu Lan avoided the edge of the sword, but with a flick of the tip of his sword, the whole sword turned into a silver snake, rushing towards his back with a cold glow.

He hurriedly turned over to escape, but unfortunately his speed was a bit slower, and his clothes were cut open by a sword, leaving a gash on his back.

Fortunately, he was fast, and still hit the thunder in the palm of Ying Qi's body.

After Ying Qi's body was temporarily paralyzed, it gradually returned to normal.

"The next move, Wan Jian returns to the sect."

As soon as the words fell, countless air swords rose from above his head and flew towards Chu Lan quickly.

These swords passed Chu Lan's side like a needle threading a thread.

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