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Chapter 138: Soul Shaking Technique



However, the oilcloth was not large and could only cover most of it. A large part of the golden coffin was also exposed, and the pouring rain quickly melted the ink in the exposed part.

boom.

The heavy golden coffin suddenly shook.

The gentle man and the short and sturdy man were so frightened that they retreated repeatedly. In the movie, almost all the people escorting the golden coffin, except the young prince, were wiped out.

It's too awful.

They don't want this.

Chizuru looked heavy.

When it rains heavily, the yellow talisman cannot be used.

"Southeast, northwest, get the rope."

The five masters and apprentices worked together to trap the golden coffin with a hemp rope as thick as an adult's wrist.

The struggle inside also stopped at this time.

"The tent is pitched."

"South, South, West, quickly push the golden coffin in."

"Yes, Master."

The four people walked to the front and pulled the rope hard.

But the ground soaked by the rain was extremely muddy, and the golden coffin was so heavy that it couldn't be moved at all.

"A few more people can help." Qianhe said urgently.

The gentle man and the short and sturdy man who had helped earlier had hid aside early, ready to run away at any moment.

But there were still many people pushing the cart. After hearing the order, they instinctively ran over to help.

Qianhe got down from the golden coffin and helped push the cart.

Before he could reach out his hand, a sense of danger suddenly arose in his heart. Without enough time to think about it, he flew back suddenly.

boom!

A powerful bolt of lightning flew down from the sky and struck directly on the golden coffin.

The man pushing the cart was instantly scorched by lightning.

The people pulling the cart in front of him were startled and backed away with pale faces.

After this thunderbolt, the once heavy rain actually stopped.

Just when everyone was in shock and doubt.

Bang bang bang...!

The ropes tightly locking the golden coffin continued to break. Qianhe's expression changed drastically, and he was about to rush forward. The heavy coffin lid was overturned with a 'bang'.

Qianhe's expression changed drastically and he quickly retreated.

But it was a step too late, and the heavy coffin lid hit his inner thigh. Blood flowed out, and the severe pain made him scream in agony.

"Master!"

People from the southeast and northwest rushed over to help.

But the coffin lid is heavy and difficult to lift quickly.

In the golden coffin next to him, accompanied by a strong corpse aura, a zombie wearing an indigo dragon robe, with a black face and sharp nails slowly stood up from the golden coffin.

Seeing Master and Disciple Qianhe, the strong energy and blood made Zombie's heart surge with rage. He stamped his feet and rushed over like lightning.

The sharp nails penetrated directly into the vital parts of the chest and abdomen.

The nearest disciple suffered an instant disaster, his shoulder blade was scratched directly through, and with one bite, all the essence in his body was absorbed by the zombie.

The latter's aura has improved visibly to the naked eye.

When he got an opening, Qianhe quickly took out the corpse-suppressing charms from his magic bag and punched them all out.

Although the low-level corpse-suppressing talisman did not have much effect on the iron corpse, which was equivalent to the middle stage of foundation building, it somewhat suppressed him for a moment.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qianhe suddenly broke away from the suppression of the golden coffin. Ignoring the severe pain in his legs, he pulled out his mahogany sword and stabbed straight into the zombie's heart.

clang.

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

"Heartguard!"

Qianzhe's face suddenly changed.

His mahogany sword was sharp against the fleshy corpses of zombies, but it was obviously not strong enough to deal with real steel.

Crackling.

Under the impact of the strong corpse qi, the ninth-grade inferior corpse suppressing talisman was instantly destroyed by the corpse qi.

Roar!

Strong corpse gas, mixed with stench billowed out.

Qianhe looked solemn and no longer pursued a one-hit kill.

"Southeast, southeast, northwest, corpse-binding chains."

Qianzhe shouted out of habit, but one of the four disciples was already dead.

The remaining three people quickly took off the light black ropes on their backs.

The corpse-binding lock has a deceiving name, but it is not a magical weapon.

Instead, it is made by soaking cinnabar, black dog blood, glutinous rice juice and many other medicines for many years, drying in the shade and then weaving it.

Pure yang nature, effective in dealing with low-level zombies and ghosts.

But reality is not a movie after all. A powerful iron corpse equivalent to a monk in the middle stage of foundation building can reach more than one foot in height with one leap, and can reach two feet away with one leap, at extremely high speed.

Moreover, the body was full of corpse energy, and the body was as hard as iron stone. Three disciples who could only forge bones tried to trap it with only a few ropes that were not magic weapons. It was not just a dream, but it was extremely difficult.

Taoist Qianhe had stopped the bleeding and felt relieved.

He suddenly took out a handful of glutinous rice and spilled it.

There is no way to avoid the rice grains all over the sky.

When the glutinous rice and the zombie energy collide, the yin and yang are in conflict, and the zombie instinctively retreats.

Seizing the opportunity, Southeast and Northwest quickly bound him with corpse chains.

A strong force came in. Fortunately, they were adopted by Qianhe when they were young. They had practiced martial arts for many years and were strong. Otherwise, if they were ordinary people, they would have been pulled over and eaten by zombies.

Taoist priest Qianhe seized the opportunity and stabbed the zombie's abdomen with his mahogany sword.

Although he is a disciple of Maoshan, because he is not a spiritual body, he is not a direct descendant like Uncle Jiu and Si Mu.

After many years of practice, in addition to his martial arts skills, he still has this peach wood sword in his hand that was given by his teacher when he went down the mountain.

Although it is only an inferior ninth grade, it has been practiced for many years and has extraordinary spiritual effects.

It quickly pierced through the thick zombie aura on the surface of the zombie and penetrated the internal organs.

Unfortunately, this is not the zombie's weakness. Although it hurt him, it also stimulated the zombie's ferocity.

His arm was directly scratched by sharp nails, and the smelly mouth of the corpse was bitten on his neck.

Chizuru would rather be infected with corpse poison than be bitten.

There is still hope for the former, but once the latter is bitten, it will not turn into a zombie like in movies and TV shows. Instead, all the energy in the body will be sucked away by the zombies, turning directly into a mummy.

Just when Qianhe's master and apprentice were in a stalemate with the zombies.

The earth-shattering sound came from afar.

"The heaven and earth are righteous, and they are mixed and endowed with manifolds. The rivers and mountains are on the top, and the sun and stars are on the bottom..."

The mighty sound contains a soul-shaking power.

Regardless of whether it was the young prince, Wu Guanshi and others next to him, as well as Taoist Master Qianhe and the zombies, they were all shocked to the point of being numb and unable to control themselves.

Immediately afterwards, the strong wind howled.

A giant tiger with an eye-catching white forehead that was over ten feet long suddenly jumped out of the woods.

The strong figure riding on the tiger's back suddenly rushed up.

People are in mid-air.

A huge phantom of a tiger has appeared behind him.

Against its backdrop, it looks as if a real tiger has pounced upon it.

Roar!

Accompanied by the sky-shaking tiger roar, the huge tiger shadow suddenly pounced down and turned into a giant golden palm that was almost solidified and the size of a water tank.

boom.

The ground sank nearly two feet, and a clear palm print emerged.

The royal zombie who had previously been in a stalemate with Taoist Qianhe was driven into the ground like a big wooden stake.

Taoist Qianhe was also rushed out by more than ten feet by the fierce and unyielding palm force.

After the domineering palm, Xu Rui took advantage of the momentum falling from the sky and straightened her thighs.

One style of Meishan Quan 'King Kong Pounding'.

boom.

The zombie that had just struggled half of its body out of the soil was kicked down again.

The corpse energy dissipated all over his body.

It seemed like he had been severely injured.

With lightning hands, he grabbed the zombie's strong head and violently pulled him out of the ground.

The force penetrated his back and he swung his arms down violently.

boom.

The ground sank one foot when the zombie's body hit it.

Before it could struggle, it was waved again.

Boom boom boom…!

Looking at an extremely powerful iron corpse that almost wiped out his master and disciples, he was being whipped back and forth like a rag by the opponent.

Taoist Qianhe was dumbfounded.

"Too...too strong."

After shaking it for more than ten times in a row, most of the corpse energy in the zombie's body was dissipated.

Xu Rui raised his big foot and stepped down hard.

Click.

The area around the chest and heart was trampled to pieces along with the goggles.

A bit of pure Yang is destroyed, and the corpse energy in the zombie's body directly dissipates.

Xu Rui didn't expect to deal with the opponent so easily.

"Fortunately, I came early, otherwise it would not have been so easy to solve the problem if he had absorbed the energy of all living beings."

He took out a crimson iron plate from the magic bag, activated it with his magic power, and a crimson shadow wrapped with black light flew out of the zombie's body and was absorbed by the iron plate.

The golden finger prompt sounds.

"To kill an iron corpse of the Houtian Fire Spirit, you need to cleanse the marrow for two points."

Although zombies are evil objects, they are also living beings, and they have souls as long as they are living beings.

The reason why this royal zombie survived being struck by lightning was that his soul was strange.

It is a rare acquired fire spirit.

Thunder and fire are combined, and the power is greatly increased.

Of course, without the body, it becomes the acquired fire spirit ghost.

Just one of the Five Spirit Ghosts he needs.

"This is a real surprise."

With a thought in his heart, the golden finger enveloped the body with strange power.

With two marrow washing points in hand, plus the previous sheep demon and fox demon, the number of marrow washing points has been restored to fifteen.

The harvest is pretty good.

At this moment, Taoist priest Simu hurried over and happened to see Xu Rui refining the zombies.

He was not surprised even though he had seen it several times, but Xu Rui took care of the zombies so quickly, which made him feel relieved.

"Junior brother, are you okay?"

"Senior brother, ah!"

He instantly bared his teeth.

Shocked by Xu Rui's violent methods and amazing strength, Qianhe almost forgot about planting corpse poison. She was reminded by her four eyes and instantly felt the pain on her arm.

As soon as I saw a few black finger prints, I knew what was going on. I quickly took out the glutinous rice from the bag and applied it on it.

The severe pain and irritation made Qianhe's face turn pale.

However, Nuomi did not completely remove the corpse poison from Qianhe's body.

After all, the royal zombie is not an ordinary iron corpse, and the corpse aura also contains an evil aura of fire.

"Brother Dao, let me do it."

Xu Rui came over.

He took out a low-grade ninth-grade rejuvenation talisman from the bag of magic and put it on Qianhe's body, and a warm power spread out.

The whole body is clear and comfortable.

The pain in my arm also disappeared.

The wound was scabbed and the skin was rosy, so it was obvious that the wound was no longer serious.


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