Without the obstruction of the corpse energy, even if the physical body of the Tiger Daoist is severely injured, it can recover in a short time. It is clearly written in the Dao Lord's Heavenly Book that among the Six Paths of Beasts, the physical body of the Tiger Daoist is the strongest.
Jundu said this, so it must be true. Besides, being able to endure the horrific corpse energy torture for hundreds of years, the Tiger Daoist can truly be called the strongest body.
Ignoring the Tiger Daoist for the time being, Lin Jin's attention was focused on the headless zombie at this time.
The forced corpse-refining Qi of the Corroding Immortal naturally went to the arm of the headless zombie. At this moment, the two different corpse Qi were fighting crazily and devouring each other.
However, neither side is weak, so this fight is obviously a fierce battle, and no one can do anything about the other.
Lin Jin was watching nervously from the side. He wanted to make sure that this matter was carried out according to his script and that no other mistakes could occur. Otherwise, once it got out of control, Shuxiaolou would be the first to suffer.
At this time, the corpse energy on the headless zombies surged. It seemed that it was stimulated by the immortal corpse refining energy, so the originally suppressed power also loosened a little and began to move violently.
As a result, the headless zombie is struggling, trying to get rid of the suppression of the Demon-Sealing Sword.
Things are not going well.
Lin Jin could see clearly that the headless zombies had the upper hand at this time. This situation was obviously not what Lin Jin wanted to happen. If the Immortal Corruption Corpse Refining Qi could not suppress the headless zombies, it would even allow the headless zombies to resist the Demon-Sealing Sword.
If the situation is suppressed, the next situation will be troublesome.
Fortunately, Lin Jin was well prepared.
He flicked the pointer and pierced many large acupoints on the headless zombie's body. He also used the body-refining needle to suppress the headless zombie. In addition, Lin Jin saw the right opportunity and flew over with a flash of his body.
Throw the Demon Locking Pill into the big mouth on the belly of the headless zombie.
Regardless of whether it works or not, there is no harm in trying it.
What Lin Jin wants now is to be sure. He even has a plan to use this opportunity to completely suppress the headless zombies or even control them.
In this way, the painting world of Shu Xiaolou will no longer be eroded.
At this moment, the headless zombies were attacked from all directions, and the originally crazy and agitated zombie aura gradually weakened, and a certain balance began to form between them as Lin Jin had expected.
At this time, the Immortal Erosion Refining Corpse Qi may have wanted to pursue and completely occupy the body of the headless zombie, but the silver needle Lin Jin left in the zombie's body began to move, releasing the zombie corpse energy. At this time, the Erosion Immortal Refining Corpse Qi
There is nothing you can do.
Balance is formed.
This is a bit like stacking blocks to build a tower. Put them up piece by piece to ensure balance and stability. When the last block is placed, the tower can be maintained, and that's it.
Lin Jin is doing the same thing now.
It seems very simple, but in fact it requires extremely powerful magical means and is time-consuming. After the headless zombie fell into a deep sleep again and the zombie aura stopped spreading, Lin Jin realized that several hours had passed, and so had he.
Sweating profusely.
Controlling the silver needle is also extremely mentally draining.
Fortunately, the matter has been suppressed for the time being.
This result is considered very good. It solves the problem of the Corruption Immortal Refining Corpse Qi, and also uses the Corroding Immortal Refining Corpse Qi to further suppress the headless zombies. The previously slow spread of Corpse Qi is now under control.
But Lin Jin was still a little dissatisfied.
Because he discovered that the demon-locking pill he stuffed into the belly of the headless zombie didn't seem to be of any use.
It can only be said that headless zombies are different from ordinary monsters.
The black pulp-like corpse energy around him has also subsided, but the area it had spread before has exceeded a thousand feet. It is always a huge hidden danger that these things are difficult to get rid of, but at the moment, Lin Jin has no other better way, but
This is for now, until we find a way to deal with it.
The matter was resolved, and the Tiger Roadster felt the strongest.
After all, the corpse energy that had tortured him for hundreds of years was gone, and his whole body relaxed so much. The pain that had tortured him all the time also disappeared. Obviously, this made the Tiger Pather feel something for the first time in hundreds of years.
It's called refreshing.
"Brother Lin!" The Tiger Taoist stepped forward and bowed.
For such a great favor, a big courtesy from a Tiger Taoist was nothing more than a courtesy. Lin Jin hurriedly helped the Tiger Taoist up and said a few words of comfort. This actually made the upright Tiger Taoist admire him more and more, and his friendship naturally deepened.
One layer up.
At this time, Lin Jin raised his head and glanced at the small bookstore. The latter understood, and with a wave of his hand, he completely sealed off this layer of painting. In the blink of an eye, the three of them arrived at the Peach Blossom House in the painting.
Lin Jin naturally took Hudao Master to Shu Xiaolou to express his thanks, and the latter accepted it calmly.
She is the one who has devoted the most. After all, headless zombies and other evil things are sealed in her painting world. You don’t need to ask anyone to know that they have a great influence on her painting world.
It’s just that Shu Xiaolou never said that.
Lin Jin knew her temperament. If it was an insignificant matter, she might make a big deal about it, and then come to ask for credit or even complain.
But if it is a really serious matter, she will not say a word, she will handle it silently.
Lin Jin knows about Shu Xiaolou.
It's like Shuxiaolou understands him.
One second, Shuxiaolou seemed to be angry about something, but the next second, she seemed to have made a new discovery, and her previous anger was instantly forgotten.
"Lin Jin, what's that one hanging on your waist?" Shu Xiaolou stared at the Qingfeng Demon Sword on Lin Jin's waist, with an excitement in his eyes that he had discovered something good.
Lin Jin hurriedly took off the Qingfeng Demonic Sword. He originally planned to find time to ask Shu Xiaolou for advice. After all, Shu Xiaolou, the painting spirit, must know more about the spirits in the world than he does.
"This is a refined sword, Shu Xiaolou, please take a look at it." Lin Jin handed it over, and the latter reached out to take it without any embarrassment.
"It's really a sword spirit, rare, rare!" Shuxiaolou beamed with joy. At this moment, it was as if he had returned to the days of the Peach Blossom Residence in the academy.
The tiger Taoist on the side wanted to interrupt several times, but finally held back.
He looked at this sword, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it seemed. Finally, he suddenly realized, and thought to himself, isn't this the Qingfeng Banner Master in Batu Cave? Unexpectedly, he had been surrendered by Brother Lin a long time ago.
This is something that the Tiger Daoist also admires greatly, but he must know that he cannot do it even if he is asked to do it.
Shu Xiaolou held the sword and looked left and right, wanting to draw it out, but no matter how she pulled it out, the sword could not be unsheathed even a little bit, as if it was welded to the scabbard.
"Forget it, this sword spirit has recognized its master and I can't pull it out. However, this sword must have a good background. The sword spirit on it is mellow, and its spiritual age is probably much older than mine." Shu Xiaolou said.
Such a sentence.
Lin Jin's heart skipped a beat after hearing this.
If other people had said this, Lin Qingqi would not have taken it seriously, but when it came from Shu Xiaolou's mouth, he had to take it seriously.