Heavy rain poured down, making the branches and leaves in the forest tremble.
In the steaming water, servants and guards were scattered around and ran to the Taoist Priest in the rain. They all looked at the coffin over there, and the black and red threads wrapped around it were illuminated by the Dharma light.
"Taoist Priest, what should I do?"
"Is the ancestor of the Qin family really going to transform into a corpse?"
"Stop talking, the Taoist priest has his own solution."
Anxious words rang around, but Feihe turned a deaf ear and only told them not to move. As he spoke, he drew a spell on the ground beneath their feet with two fingers.
Immediately, he took out the Demon Subduing Mirror, held a mahogany sword in one hand and pressed his steps towards the coffin, moving carefully.
squeak!
The coffin lid suddenly tilted up, and the moment Feihe instinctively raised his body to block it in front of him, the horse lying on the ground in the distance suddenly flew into the air and slammed against the head of the coffin.
The law——
The horse made a shrill cry!
The next moment, blood rose to the sky, and Qin Tongshan screamed "Wow!" and stumbled to sit on the ground. A stream of heat rushed out of his lower body and flowed down to his crotch together with the falling cold rain.
"Don't walk around!" Feihe turned back to the servants who were shouting in panic. While shouting at the guard, the black and red lines over there suddenly broke with two bangs, and the coffin lid rushed away from the rain curtain, and then followed.
The rain fell down and hit the ground not far away, causing countless splashes.
The surrounding area suddenly became quiet, leaving only the sound of rain.
"How can I let you get up!"
Feihe couldn't care about that much at the moment. If he really wanted the corpse in the coffin to get up and stand on the ground, it would really be a sinister and evil thing, and he couldn't control it even if he tried.
He bit the mahogany sword, braved the rain and flew into the air to the coffin. He stood on both sides of the coffin. He saw that the corpse in the coffin was long and shriveled, like a dead bone. Only a layer of dull skin was left to wrap it. The clothes on his body were no longer there.
The open coffin was contaminated by the air, and had long since turned into ashes. The body was covered in blood, which was slowly seeping into the dry skin, and was vaguely undulating.
"Dingsha!"
Feihe was writing the talisman on the bronze mirror in his hand, and he suddenly covered the corpse's face with the bronze mirror. He bit the mahogany sword and rolled out the ink thread from the yellow cloth pocket again. Following the rivets left on the coffin lid, he quickly wrapped it around and intertwined the 'Edict'
Character.
moment.
While the corpse aura and yin energy permeating the corpse were sealed and unable to be broken through, Feihe took the mahogany sword and touched the sword with his fingertips, lighting up the vermilion magic light.
"Exterminate evil!"
The tip of the sword pointed downwards, and he fiercely stabbed the chest of the ancestor of the Qin family in the coffin. What he heard was the bending and breaking of the mahogany sword.
"Copper skin and iron bones..." Feihe was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, under the corpse's head pressed by the bronze mirror, the dried skull flesh filled up. He suddenly opened his gray eyes, and the bronze mirror was immediately lifted out of the coffin.
The ink lines on the tight coffin suddenly broke one by one.
Bang bang bang... A long series of crashing sounds spread rapidly from under Fei He. He jumped back and as soon as his front feet landed, the coffin that was still in place just now made a loud bang, and the entire coffin exploded.
A gray figure jumped up high, and then fell down again. His eyes were sunken and gray, his hair was dry and messy, his face was thin and gray and wrinkled, a pair of thick fangs were exposed outside his lips, and there was a faint corpse air leaking out.
The arms under the neck were straight, the fingers were bent like hooks, and the nails were sharp and black, exuding a strange smell of blood and corpse odor.
'Uh uh...'
The corpse stood upright in the rain, and there was something like a low moan coming from the throat.
"Ahh..."
The people who had drawn the spell were so frightened that they hugged each other. Qin Tongshan was among them. He pulled his servant Gu Yuan in front of him. He was so frightened that he kept screaming and crying.
"Trapped magic spell, copper coin magic sword!"
The flying crane dropped a string of copper coins, which jingled in the rain. He pulled it with his fingers and held it smoothly. The scattered copper coins fell back and flew into his hand, forming a sword with dozens of square holes of copper coins.
"The Patriarch borrowed his magic to slay the demon!"
The person pushed the magic sword, and the magic sword led the person, dragging out an afterimage that pierced the rain curtain, and nailed it to the chest of the corpse in front, and the sound of gold and iron still sounded.
'Well……'
A low roar sounded from the corpse again, and the magical swords were scattered in all directions. Taoist Feihe was also knocked back by the stiff arm that was suddenly waved away. He pinched out the magic formula in his hand, the magical swords dispersed, and the moment the copper coins were absorbed by the corpse, a light flashed.
The magic lights exploded instantly.
The shock caused the corpse to tremble and fall backwards. After a moment, the ancestor of the Qin family stood upright again. His dull gray eyes seemed to be staring at the Taoist priest opposite him. His feet suddenly stood up, with his toes pressing on the ground. His whole body
Pushing the rain curtain, the muddy water and fallen leaves on the ground seemed to be flying towards the past.
The moment the black nails clawed at him, Feihe raised his leg and kicked on the opponent's chest. He used the force to pull back and distanced himself. With his feet slightly lowered, he jumped over the corpse and used the opponent's arms to be stiff and inflexible to clamp the opponent's head tightly.
Between the two feet, Feihe stood on the opponent's shoulders, pinching out spells with both hands, and chanting spells quickly in his mouth.
"rise!"
He raised his hands upward, and on both sides of the ground were muddy water stained with fallen leaves, forming an "Imperial Order" symbol. The urns stood up from the ground, and the Dharma light was lit to fixate the zombie in the middle.
Liujia secret blessing!
Feihe formed a seal with his hands, his fingers were flying rapidly, and the nine characters from the secret blessing were also spoken quickly: Lin, soldier, fight, all, formation, row, forward, line.
As if feeling the power of every word combined, the zombie roared, waved its arms, jumped into the sky, and forced the Taoist priest clamped on its shoulders and neck to fly away, Yin Qi surged, and 'Edicts'
The calligraphy circle was instantly dispersed.
Feihe fell to the ground, and the spell he had not recited came back, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. He quickly wiped away the blood, and saw the corpse hanging on the ground by its toes and slowly floating towards the screaming people over there.
"Don't make a sound, don't breathe!"
Those few people held their breaths when they heard the words, but Feihe said something, causing the zombie who was leaning slightly to smell something to deflect and float towards Feihe.
"road--"
As the ancestor of the Qin family floated across the ground, a powerful voice sounded from behind, and then the last word 'brother' was shouted, and a plump figure stepped on the stagnant water and exploded in the rain.
, the mahogany sword in his hand turned into a huge bronze heavy sword and dragged on the ground.
It was like a chariot that pushed away the rainwater. The moment the gliding corpse approached Feihe, the heavy sword swung up and swept through the rain curtain. Water splashed in all directions, and the heavy sword slapped the corpse firmly.
head.
Bang!
There was a heavy sound, and the zombies were blown away like cannonballs, falling into the rain, and then stood up again. The originally solemn and majestic little eyes of the fat Taoist who arrived were suddenly stunned.
"Is this okay?"
However, the next moment, the zombies glided over again.
"What should I do... what should I do?" The fat Taoist subconsciously turned to the book again. Suddenly he thought of Feihe behind him and asked him quickly: "Can you run?"
Feihe shook his head and meditated cross-legged to nurse his injury: "Hold him!"
"good!"
Sun Zhengde also rarely plucked up the courage. Looking at the figure gliding towards him with outstretched arms, he held the heavy sword in front of him, making a desperate gesture.
The skinny and ferocious face was magnified in his eyes for a moment, but he still couldn't hold on. He screamed hysterically, "Ah--" and instinctively closed his eyes.
However, what I heard in my ears was a sword roar, which drowned out the sound of the rain.
In the heavy rain, a sword shadow flew across the sky, and the rainwater that passed through it stopped around the sword body, forming a straight line like a stream of light, giving people a twisted illusion of the sword light splitting the air.
The figure of the gliding ancestor of the Qin family flew back in an instant, and at the same time, his entire figure was cut into two pieces by the sound of the sword, and he was thrown away heavily by the mud and water.
The flying magic sword turned around and flew back in the direction it came from with a whooshing sound.
"Swordsmanship?"
Feihe was stunned for a moment, could he be from Canglan Jianmen? But when he saw Sun Zhengde waving behind him, he turned his head and looked around, and saw an ox cart slowly coming this way, seemingly slowly. But it's only a few feet away in the blink of an eye.
"No wonder you are so brave today. It turns out that Fellow Daoist Chen is here!"
Feihe temporarily stopped to repair his injuries. The moment he stood up, the half-body body lying over there in the rain suddenly moved. It suddenly floated up from the ground and flew towards the mountains and fields in an instant. With the help of the rain curtain, Blink and disappear without a trace.
The people present were stunned. They didn't expect that a zombie could do the trick of a golden cicada escaping from its shell.
Chen Yuan jumped out of the car and chased Piao Piao down here. He was about to sacrifice his sword and let Yue Lu fly to kill him, but he found that he could not lock on the opponent's aura.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, it's useless. This heavy rain has covered up his corpse energy..." Seeing that the crisis was temporarily resolved, Feihe relaxed and immediately sat down on the ground, "It... it's almost a flying zombie... I just don't understand." ...Why at this time..."
Chen Yuan said nothing, and his eyes fell on the servant guarding the courtyard over there.
"Are there people from the Qin family inside?"
"Master Qin's youngest son."
"Another damn human sacrifice!" Chen Yuan looked at the frightened faces and said affirmative words.