"It's really interesting. He was obviously defeated by me, but now he is full of energy and is three points better than before."
Feng Yi looked at the bronze-armored corpse running toward him and rubbed his chin with interest. It was quite interesting.
No matter how powerful the bronze-armored corpse was, he didn't care whether it was more or less, but the meaning behind it made him very interested.
The enemy was extremely jealous when he saw it, and the bronze-armored corpse came up and struck hard. The thick black mist on its body was like a burning black flame. Even the air seemed to be burned wherever it passed, with a scalding heat wave.
Duo Yiduo rushed towards Feng Yi.
The Seven-Star Longyuan Sword that was shot to the ground flew back into Feng Yi's hand. Along with the Demon Subduing Art, one after another sword energy that seemed to be able to split the heaven and earth was strangulating Black Fire crazily.
"Something's not right. The bronze-armored corpse before was a hero with pure armor. Why has it become a melee mage now?"
Feng Yi fell into deep doubts. He only heard that it was possible for people to die and survive. Could it be that zombies can still unleash their potential after being destroyed?
It's unreasonable.
He was not in a hurry to eliminate the opponent, but kept observing and soon discovered the problem.
There seems to be one, no, two streams of continuous strength within the bronze-armored corpse, supporting it.
"Is there someone controlling it behind the scenes?"
Feng Yi suddenly thought of the yellow-robed Taoist priest and the purple-robed Taoist priest who died together with Taoist Wang. He felt something was wrong when he had a duel with the bronze-armored corpse before, but he didn't delve into it. Now that he thought about it, he might have an inexplicable relationship.
After realizing this, Feng Yi didn't hold back any more, and directly cast the Black Purple Dark Thunder Curse, and injected a trace of the zombie's original aura. He was going to give the bronze-armored corpse a thorough baptism to find out the problem.
Rumble!
With the blessing of the original breath of zombies, the sky was filled with thunder in an instant, and the air was filled with tiny electric snakes. Soon, a huge black-purple thunder dragon poked its head out, and under the guidance of Feng Yi, it headed toward Tong.
The body of the armored corpse was chopped open.
Wow!
The thunder dragon spread across the bronze-armored corpse, and the bronze-armored corpse was immediately surrounded by thunder. The scales as hard as iron on its body quickly melted away, turning into a pool of foul-smelling copper water, revealing the bones inside.
"Huh?"
When the thunder was spreading, Feng Yi discovered that something was wrong with the two ribs of the bronze-armored corpse. With a wave of his Taoist robe, the thunder quickly disappeared into the ground and disappeared.
As if he couldn't smell the stench, Feng Yi squatted down and carefully inspected the ribs of the bronze-armored corpse. There was a purple light shining on one rib, and a black current surging on the other. He could faintly feel the breath seeping out from inside.
When Feng Yi lowered his head to observe the bones of the bronze-armored corpse, both Zhuge Kongping and First Mao were stunned.
Everyone, including Wang Hui and others who came quickly and slowly, opened their mouths.
No, what about all the ghosts and zombies in the yard?
Why is there no such powerful bronze-armored corpse?
"Kong Ping...hey, what is the background of this fellow Taoist?"
First Mao asked in a stammering voice.
"Your fellow disciple, Maoshan disciple."
Zhuge Kongping glanced at the other party and said calmly.
"hiss……"
First Mao gasped, it was actually Maoshan authentic!
His own family knows his own affairs, and the first hero claims to be the best in the world, which means Maoshan.
There were no Maoshan disciples before, so he could naturally show off his power outside the pass.
Now... with such a great god appearing, wouldn't he be in misery?
No, even though he was far away from Guan, he still had a general idea of the situation in Maoshan. The elders of the Xuan generation were all very old, and the disciples of their next generation were all average in strength, with few more powerful than him.
What is the seniority of this little Taoist priest who looks to be in his twenties in Maoshan? Does Maoshan have the art of rejuvenation? If you practice to a certain level, you will become younger?
"Fellow Daoist Feng, I thought you had tried your best before. I never expected that you, your attainments in all aspects are so profound. Kong Ping admires you."
Zhuge Kongping praised sincerely.
"Master Zhuge, come and see, what are the two marks on the ribs?"
Feng Yi didn't pay attention to the other party's praise. He had heard too much and he was numb.
"oh?"
Zhuge Kongping came over, No. 1 Mao also came over, Wang Hui, Bai Rourou...
A group of people gathered around the skeleton of a zombie and looked at it.
"Don't tell me, these two traces seem familiar."
Zhuge Kongping looked at the first one and said: "You who run around all day are more knowledgeable, can you tell anything?"
"This seems to be the symbol of a sect, right?"
First Mao rubbed his chin and murmured.
Bai Rourou thought hard for a while, her eyes lit up and she said, "I remembered, isn't this the symbol of the Black Sect and the Qihuangdong Sect?"
"It really is!"
Zhuge Kongping slapped his thigh and stood up. He was about to say something when he suddenly realized that it was Bai Rourou who had just spoken. He immediately changed his words and said, "Junior sister, are you okay?"
"Senior brother, don't you think I'm doing well? Thanks to this Taoist priest Feng."
Bai Rourou looked at Zhuge Kongping and smiled softly.
An old couple reunited, their eyes full of words. Feng Yi hesitated for a moment and asked softly: "Are these two sects right and wrong?"
"It was good at first, but then it got bad."
First Mao said.
"Oh. Everyone, step back."
Feng Yi felt no pressure now. He rubbed his hands gently, and two tiny thunder balls appeared on his palms. He reached out and flicked the thunder balls into the symbols on his ribs.
There were two loud noises, and the bones of the bronze-armored corpse were completely reduced to powder.
"this……"
Everyone was a little confused.
"This bronze-armored corpse was crippled by me before. The reason why it can stand up again is because someone is doing evil behind the scenes. These two symbols are the channels through which they cast spells.
The two thunderballs I just threw in should be able to reach them, so we can't keep playing with them."
Feng Yi smiled and said.
Everyone is collectively petrified, how can we still play like this?
Follow the breath symbol to find it back? This is not impossible. As long as there is breath leakage, it can be done.
The problem is, it's too difficult.
As a joke, someone is yelling on the phone and goes along the phone line to hit you, and then you find that the other party has really crawled over.
Of course, the situation Feng Yi faced was different. After all, the opponent was still casting spells and there were traces to follow.
"Today is finally an eye-opener and I admire you."
First Mao said with a cautious smile.
"Stop standing in the yard, go back inside and drink tea and chat."
There were too many things to say, Wang Hui took the initiative to suggest, and then turned around to find that half of her house had collapsed. Then she beat Zhuge Kongping with a sad face and said: "Tell me, if you insist on using zombies for experiments, not only will you be unlucky, but you will also be unlucky.
Even my home is gone!”
"If it's broken, build a new one, and you'll be fine."
Zhuge Kongping knew that he was in the wrong, so he could only persuade everyone and invited everyone to sit in the open-air living room.
