Ailao Mountains.
now.
The sky was covered with dark clouds and it was raining heavily.
The ancient tomb was washed by the drizzling rain, the soil was muddy, and the tombstone finally couldn't hold it and fell down.
Followed closely.
Boom!!
A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the eternal night here and the zombie king who stood up from his coffin.
Lao Chen and the others could clearly see the appearance of the Zombie King.
With a mouth full of fangs and skin so dry that it sticks to the bones, he exudes a corpse-colored aura when he opens his mouth. He is like the emperor among corpses, and every move he makes is gripping and oppressive.
Even if you are a few meters away, just one look at it can make people shudder.
"roar!!"
The Zombie King roared to the sky.
The sound shook the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky were rolling and rumbling.
Old Chen's scalp tingled at the sight. His roar triggered strange phenomena in the heavens and the earth. This was...
"Hanba bloodline."
He didn't know if it was because of the rain or because he learned that the Zombie King had transformed and had the blood of Hanba, but he felt his hands and feet were cold.
But even so.
He did not retreat, but instead gritted his teeth and fought fiercely.
clang!
The peach wood sword in his hand danced, cutting his palm, and blood soaked the sword edge, and Old Chen roared.
"Sprinkle the cinnabar inkstone around the formation, and sacrifice blood to strengthen it!"
"Yes! Uncle Master!"
Ah Zhen and the others quickly came to their senses when they heard this.
Although they were trembling with fear, they did not run away. Even though they knew that they were in great danger today, they knew that they must not let the Zombie King leave Ailao Mountain.
Under this belief.
Lao Chen and his four disciples risked their lives. While the Zombie King was watching them, they cut their palms and sacrificed their own blood to strengthen the four-way exorcism magic circle.
This moment.
Deep in the unknown Ailao Mountains, there is a magic circle that illuminates the deep forest.
Light enveloped the ancient tomb.
The Zombie King was submerged in the light of the magic circle.
Although the momentum is huge, the effect is very small.
The Zombie King was enveloped by light, and except for the crackling sound on his skin, he was not hurt at all.
Even though Lao Mu, whose life was in danger, woke up from the commotion, he didn't care about his own injuries. He dragged his body and staggered to help Lao Chen to move towards the center of the formation.
Two Taoist priests in yellow robes serve as the center of the formation.
Unable to shake the Zombie King.
Lao Chen and Lao Mu looked at this scene with some fear in their eyes.
at the same time.
The Zombie King twisted his neck with a creaking sound. Chen and Lao Chen looked at him and opened his mouth to exhale a breath of corpse gas.
Next second.
Without saying anything, it jumped with its legs, spanning several meters, and jumped directly into the air from the coffin. In the eyes of the disciples, it landed in front of Lao Chen and the other man.
The distance between the two was less than half a meter.
The Zombie King stretched out his hands and grabbed Lao Chen and Lao Mu's shoulders.
"ah!!!"
Screams pierced the sky.
The Zombie King pierced the two men's shoulders with his fingers, and blood oozed out and was absorbed by his dry fingers like a sponge absorbs water.
In this case.
Lao Chen and Lao Mu were about to be sucked.
"master!"
The disciples were extremely anxious and could only frantically sacrifice blood and set up magic circles in an attempt to repel the Zombie King.
But there is nothing at all.
The zombie king, who has transformed into the blood of the drought demon, is invincible in his physical body. The four-sided formation that exorcises evil spirits cannot deal with it and can only tickle it.
At this critical moment.
A money sword strung with ancient copper coins shot out like an arrow and hit the Zombie King's chest.
Suddenly.
Under tremendous force.
Although the Zombie King was not seriously injured, he was still repelled, taking two steps back.
The disciples subconsciously looked at the direction from which the Money Sword came.
His face suddenly turned happy.
In front of us, a figure, like a dragonfly skimming the water, stepped on the leaves on the treetops in the mountains and forests, and came quickly like a swallow.
The visitor was also a middle-aged man.
He carried several money swords on his back. He put his two fingers together and pointed. The money sword that had previously repelled the Zombie King flew out without wind and hit the Zombie King. The several money swords on his back also flew out.
"It's the Night's Watch."
Old Chen was also surprised when he saw this.
"Zhang Feng of Maoshan."
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