"This is Maoshan's five thunder beads!"

Uncle Jiu explained next to him: "This five-thunder magic bead was transformed by the power of five thunders condensed by my ancestors of Maoshan in all generations. These corpse poisons could not break through the power of five thunders, and only then did they protect the heart of Uncle Cimei. pulse."

Speaking of this, Uncle Jiu's face showed embarrassment, and he said with some embarrassment: "I am not cultivated enough to guide the corpse poison out. I wonder if Ye Fan can help you?"

Chapter 644 Pulling the corpse poison, the aura shakes the body!

Uncle Jiu was not sure, and did not dare to try it lightly.

Once the traction fails, the corpse poison will get into the meridians of the Taoist kind eyebrow, which will cause the corpse of the kind eyebrow priest to change, and he can't bear the responsibility.

"let me try!"

Ye Fan didn't refuse. He had a good sense of Taoist Cimei, and he couldn't refuse when uncle Jiu asked.

Turning the water aura in the dantian, it turned into ice and blocked the meridians of Daoist Cimei, as well as the golden light group wrapped in corpse poison.

Afterwards, move the wood aura and infuse it into the body of Taoist Master Cimei.

The kind-browed Taoist priest is a Taoist alchemist, and his body has long been baptized with spiritual energy, so he can naturally withstand the violent spiritual energy.

The icy air froze, and the corpse poison in the light group became stagnant.

When the wood-type aura washed over the long meridian of Cimei Daochang, Ye Fan pulled the corpse poison at the same time.

I saw the corpse poison moving along the skin of Taoist Master Cimei, and when it came to the arm, Ye Fan grabbed it suddenly.

"Pfft!"

A bloody hole exploded in the flesh of Daoist Cimei Daochang's arm, and the corpse poison was pulled out by him.

Ye Fan threw it into the yin-yang gourd, and let the yin-yang gourd refine the corpse energy.

"what……"

The moment the corpse poison left his body, Daoist Cimei let out a cry of pain, his eyelids slowly opened and closed, and he woke up from the coma.

"Master Ye!"

The kind-browed Taoist priest looked at Ye Fan standing in front of him in surprise, exhaustion and weakness were revealed in his voice.

"Nephew Lin!"

His eyes rolled and he glanced at Uncle Jiu.

Afterwards, Daoist Cimei sat up suddenly, propping his arms on the ground: "Zombie, that thousand-year-old zombie king has transformed into a flying zombie."

His face was pale, and there was a bit of annoyance in his voice: "My cultivation base is superficial, and I didn't suppress it. Now I don't know how many people have suffered. I hope Master Ye will take action to deal with Fei Zong. Nephew Lin, please ask Maoshan for help..."

"Master, don't worry, Fei Zang has been beheaded by Ye Fan, so you can rest in peace!" Uncle Jiu couldn't bear to see Daoist Cimei like this, so he interrupted him and told a white lie.

The kind-browed Daoist was in a daze, he had a personal feeling of how strong Feizhi was.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Xiao Buyi and others had no choice but to tell the story.

The expression on the face of the kind-browed Taoist priest was wonderful, sometimes shocked, sometimes surprised, and sometimes sighed.

A pair of compassionate eyes kept looking at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan didn't speak, and kept urging the wood spirit energy to repair the injury of the kind-browed Taoist priest.

Not long after, he clapped his palms: "The injury of the kind-browed priest is all right."

Everyone looked around and found that the wound on the arm of Taoist Cimei had recovered as before, and there was no scar.

As for the other scars on the body, there was no trace.

It seemed that Taoist Master Cimei had never been injured.

"Okay, let's leave!" Han Ruoyun turned around, and comforted the casual cultivators who had escaped the catastrophe by not coming to Jiang's house to snatch the gold: "The flying stiffness is eliminated, everyone can sleep peacefully. "

"You guys leave tomorrow, we have something to do, and we have to stay here for a few days, so those who want to use magic to make trouble, it's best to weigh it, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless."

Xiao Buyi also took over the conversation, staring at the loose cultivators who survived the catastrophe, warning viciously.

Those scattered cultivators, regardless of whether they were good or bad, all had strange expressions, but they did not dare to speak out and refute, and dispersed in groups of three or five.

"Go back to the inn first, I happen to have something to ask the chief."

Seeing the kind-browed Daoist smacking his lips, as if he wanted to say something, Ye Fan snapped up.

Chapter 645 Weird and Kind Eyebrow, Follow the Tune!

Back to the inn.

"Mr. Ye, are you really dead?" Zhang Dao asked again with a nervous smile on his face.

Ye Fan nodded slightly, and the others saw that Ye Fan was not joking, and the last illusion in their hearts was shattered.

"Obviously the main body was blown up by Mr. Ye, and the avatar was turned into ashes, why is Fei Zang still alive?"

The little boy Zhou Wu's face was wrinkled into a bun, very puzzled.

The other several True Inheritances also focused their heads, and obviously did not understand the strangeness.

Ye Fan sat on the chair, picked up the hot tea and sipped it.

Uncle Jiu took the initiative to explain: "Flying Zombies are immortal, and they can be revived with just a drop of blood."

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