If there is any sect in the entire monk world that Lu Changsheng is not afraid of the most, then the Corpse Family is definitely the number one, not only because he has the Corpse Controlling Insect of the Corpse Family, but also because he has the True Fire of Samadhi in his body, plus his innate
With a body of fire spirit, he has nothing to fear as long as they are not zombies of a high level.
The eighth-level iron corpse has a body as strong as steel and is very powerful. Generally, the King of Martial Arts is no match for him, because the eighth-level iron corpse and the Martial King are of the same level.
When the iron zombie flew toward him, it was as fast as a gust of wind. It was not as clumsy as the zombies on TV, let alone the stiffness one by one.
Lu Changsheng, who prided himself on being physically strong, went forward without hesitation. He raised his hand and punched, and then collided with the iron corpse. However, when the fists collided with each other, his expression changed instantly, and he only felt
A terrifying force came from Tie Shi's fist, followed by a terrifying death energy erosion. The most terrifying thing was that Lu Changsheng felt as if his fist was about to break. The iron corpse was so hard
to such an extent.
With a "bang", Lu Changsheng flew back, his face turned extremely ugly, but the iron corpse was galloping towards Lu Changsheng, and the fist just now had no effect on it at all.
"Damn it!" Lu Changsheng immediately became solemn. The death energy that invaded his body did not affect him. Since he whimsically created a pill furnace with the cyclone, and added the Samadhi True Fire to become the true fire of his life, any intrusion
The alien energy in his body will be burned into nothingness.
The true fire of Samadhi is the ultimate yang flame, while the death energy of the Iron Corpse is the ultimate yin. Lu Changsheng happened to restrain this, but despite this, he was not careless next.
"Hey, kid, I didn't expect you to have reached the innate level. It seems that the young master underestimated you." The old man was also surprised. Compared with Lu Changsheng's innate status, in fact, the punch he just exchanged with Iron Corpse
What really surprised him was that the lowest level corpse in the Corpse Family was the Iron Corpse.
But after reaching the eighth level of the Iron Corpse, even the King of Martial Arts would have to retreat, let alone someone as early as Lu Changsheng. The strongest point of the body of the Corpse Family is its hardness. Even the King of Martial Arts cannot harm the Iron Corpse at all, unless
Miracles can only happen if there is a rare treasure.
But as far as the old man knows, apart from the three top sects in this world, the possibility of other sects having exotic treasures is very slim. Only the Maoshan sect in the past made the corpse family fearful. After all, the Maoshan sect can also exorcise corpses.
It's a technique, but it's completely different from the zombie exorcism technique.
The old man increased his strength in his heart and said to himself: "This kid doesn't seem to be who the young master said. I have never seen a physical body that can compete with the eighth-level iron corpse. If I kill him, maybe I can refine it."
Maybe a bronze corpse, when the time comes...hehe!"
But at this moment, several rays of light suddenly lit up on Lu Changsheng's body, first the divine power talisman, then the Vajra Indestructible Talisman, then the divine walking talisman and the armor talisman.
When all the talismans around him lit up, Lu Changsheng was like a god descending to earth. In the dark night, his whole figure was as dazzling as a small sun.
"Dingjia magic!" The old man's face changed drastically. He didn't know what happened in Kyoto recently. The corpse family has always been very closed, so what he knew about Lu Changsheng was what Li Qing told him. He was a late-stage congenital, plus
An iron corpse was enough to crush it, so Lu Changsheng was not taken seriously at all.
However, that's not all. As soon as the old man finished speaking, Lu Changsheng's body suddenly burst into flames, one after another, and the temperature around him instantly increased. Viewed from a close distance, Lu Changsheng looked a bit like the legendary God of Fire.
"Gudong." The old man swallowed, his face extremely ugly. He suddenly remembered a physical constitution and asked: "Are you an innate fire spirit body?"
Before Lu Changsheng could answer, the old man suddenly shook his head and said: "No, that's not right. The body of the innate fire spirit is born innately. Even those fire spirits can only be regarded as acquired. Your fire must be trained the day after tomorrow."
The spirit body, but...but to train the fire spirit body, it must be in the extreme fire. Even if it exceeds the cultivation level of King Wu, it can only turn into flying under the burning of the extreme fire.
Hui, how can you refine the body of fire spirit!"
"That's a lot of nonsense!" Lu Changsheng raised his fist to meet the iron corpse. Facing this corpse that could reach the peak of the martial arts king, Lu Changsheng did not dare to look down upon it at all.
However, when he collided with it for the second time, Lu Changsheng felt a lot more relaxed. The most powerful thing about the iron corpse is its hard body, and the average peak martial king naturally cannot reach this level. Then there is the terrifying
The death energy will do great harm to King Wu. If the death energy enters the body accidentally, he may die without a burial place. In the end, it is the power of the iron corpse.
Lu Changsheng, who did not have the blessed talisman, still had some difficulty facing this iron corpse, but after receiving the blessed talisman, his strength skyrocketed, almost five times as much as before.
The battle between "Boom" Iron Corpse and Lu Changsheng was a complete fight between fists and feet, without any fancy moves or strength.
But what surprised the old man was that Iron Corpse was completely at a disadvantage. Lu Changsheng's strength was extremely terrifying, and he could knock Iron Corpse back every time. However, the death energy that Iron Corpse was proud of was knocked back before it even touched Lu Changsheng.
The gunpowder burning all over the body was burned away. Every time the swing hit Lu Changsheng, the flames would be like death energy, blasting into the iron corpse's body, causing a terrible burning effect, making the iron corpse, who was not afraid of pain, even
Get up with fear.
Iron Corpse is indeed not afraid of pain, but that does not mean that he is not afraid of burning. The old man never expected that he would encounter such a freak when he came out this time. Not only did he have the Maoshan sect's Dingjia magic, but he also had a body of fire spirit.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang" The Iron Corpse was retreating steadily. Lu Changsheng's fists hit the Iron Corpse everywhere unceremoniously. He felt that the Iron Corpse was completely eaten by him. It was easier to deal with than King Wu. At least King Wu had a spirit.
The wise one can also use martial arts and supernatural powers, but the iron corpse can't do anything. He only has a life force that he can't control.
However, he didn't know how perverted he was. Even the peak martial king would not easily provoke this iron corpse, let alone someone as stubborn as him.
The old man's face was gloomy and frightening. Seeing that the iron corpse could not withstand Lu Changsheng's attack, he bit his own finger cruelly, took out a piece of yellow paper and drew a blood-colored symbol on it, and chanted silently
He cast the spell and it fell on the iron corpse.
"Ho ho ho!" A burst of blood suddenly erupted from the iron corpse, its confused and hollow eyes turned blood red, and it roared like a wild beast.
"Zombie, swallow him!" the old man ordered viciously.
Lu Changsheng suddenly felt a sense of crisis. After the iron corpse transformed, he was more than twice as strong as before. He slammed his fist and knocked Lu Changsheng back dozens of steps. The aura of indestructibility on the outside
There was a faint hint of broken reality, and the speed of this iron corpse was twice as fast.
There was another "bang" punch, this time it hit Lu Changsheng's chest directly. He felt severe pain in his chest, blood and energy boiled all over his body, and his withered face became even more ugly.
"Damn it, I thought I was afraid of you!" Lu Changsheng shrunk to the ground, grabbed Ning Weiwei and backed away several kilometers. The old man thought he was going to escape, and immediately urged the iron corpse to chase after her.
"Hey, I'll see where you run away this time, hand over the inheritance talisman, and I will leave you a complete corpse. Maybe you will become the first bronze corpse in my hands. That will be a supreme honor.
!" The old man looked greedy. If he could kill Lu Changsheng and get the Dingjia magic from him, his future in this life would be limitless.
"Silly!" Lu Changsheng replied coldly, and suddenly took out a book.
But at this time, Iron Corpse roared and rushed over, punching Lu Changsheng in the abdomen. The old man was even more angry and said: "If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined. I will let you know what the pain of corpse refining is. I will
Lock your soul inside the corpse and suffer all kinds of torture..."
Lu Changsheng did not continue to pay attention to him, or even to the iron corpse that rushed over. He just opened the book of Taoism gently. When he turned to the Talisman Chapter, he silently recited the ancient language in his mouth, seeming to be calling the Summoner.
What, even the old man felt strange at this time. His intuition told him that there was a strange power in this language.
However, Iron Corpse and Lu Changsheng were close at hand, and with the power of the Peak Martial King, a punch to Lu Changsheng's lower abdomen would have destroyed even the real Peak Martial King, let alone an innate one.
With a "clang" sound, Iron Corpse's fist hit the outside of Lu Changsheng's indestructible aperture. In an instant, the aperture shattered.
Seeing that Iron Corpse's fist was about to land on the armor on Lu Changsheng's lower abdomen, but at this moment, his whole body suddenly lit up with dazzling light, a total of twelve, like twelve little suns, setting off Lu Changsheng
, just when Tie Zhi's fist was still one foot away from Lu Changsheng's armor, Lu Changsheng suddenly put away the Taoist book, and a terrifying power rose from him.
With a "bang", Tie Zhi's fist seemed to hit a huge iron plate. The iron plate did not move. Instead, Tie Zhi was shaken out. From Lu Changsheng's body, the light suddenly started to light up again.
An indestructible aura of light, it was this aperture that blocked Iron Corpse's fist and knocked him away instantly.
"Twelve...Twelve...Twelve Dingjia gods!" The old man stared blankly at the scene in front of him, "Blessing from the gods, who are you, who are you?
, the Maoshan sect will never have a genius like you, absolutely!"
Lu Changsheng didn't answer. The moment he put away the Taoist book, his eyes instantly turned blood red, and he felt as hungry as a wild beast. He walked away quickly, raised his hand and grabbed the iron corpse's neck who was about to stand up, and let the iron corpse stand.
Lu Changsheng's hands hit the body without any reaction. At this moment, Lu Changsheng was serious. This iron corpse was like a delicacy.
The old man watched in horror as Lu Changsheng licked his tongue, foreboding that something bad was about to happen, but the next scene exceeded his prediction.
Lu Changsheng raised his other hand, turned his fist into a claw, and fiercely grabbed the Iron Corpse's head. The head, which was as hard as iron, was scratched into pieces by Lu Changsheng like tofu. The Iron Corpse let out a roar,
But the other hand was firmly locked by Lu Changsheng.
Lu Changsheng grabbed a pill that was extremely cold and bone-chilling from the head of the iron corpse. It was still exuding cold air. He actually swallowed it without hesitation...