Plop! Plop!!
Every beat of Ji Wuhuan's heart seemed to be the strangest note.
Lin Che's palm suddenly felt a burst of warmth, followed by a slight chill.
That feeling was very strange.
"Just hold it like this, don't grab it. Even though your hands are big, you can't hold it with one hand."
Ji Wuhuan's voice was smooth and seemed to have the power to captivate people.
Li Zhenjiang's expression stiffened at the strange action. He was a hero who had seen many ups and downs and experienced life and death, but now he really couldn't bear to look directly at him.
Are all the women of the Wan Yao Clan so open-minded?
Right at this moment.
Lin Che suddenly let out a low cry, and his palm seemed to be corroded by an icy aura, and he pulled his hand back abruptly.
In his palm, waves of faint blue light spread throughout his body. They were like blood vessels, leading to his heart.
"Is this... the backlash power of the Undead Ancestral Bone?"
Lin Che quickly looked inside his body and discovered that these blue blood vessels appeared not only in his hands, but also in his feet, all leading to his heart.
He clearly sensed that this was clearly the icy power of the undead ancestral bones.
Ji Wuhuan reached out to adjust her erect part. It seemed that Lin Che had just pressed it down for a while, causing her to feel it shift a little. As she did so, she spoke softly:
"It's the Undead Ancestral Bone. This thing is indeed a treasure, capable of transforming the dead into one's own undead army. However, it has a fatal flaw. That is, the user will gradually be infected by the aura of the undead, and eventually transform themselves into the undead."
"If it were really that useful, our Luck Devouring Cult would have long ago used it to defeat the extraterritorial demons. One of our Great Savage Shamans used it too much and ended up becoming a walking dead."
"Tsk tsk tsk, I see you're almost there now. Is the corpse ghost refined by Guichen so easy to control? There's a price to pay."
After Ji Wuhuan finished speaking, he shook his hair, and suddenly thought of something, and laughed:
"I've told you so much, and I'm doing you a favor. Remember to give me a share of your inheritance."
Lin Che was alert, but with his current cultivation level, he could temporarily suppress the backlash from these undead ancestral bones.
He said quickly, "We should kill this old man Guichen first. If he is still alive, there will be endless troubles."
Ji Wuhuan also shrugged: "There's nothing I can do."
Li Zhenjiang, standing nearby, walked over, a battle axe in hand. He said in a deep voice, "Lin Che, don't move for now. I've heard of this Undead Ancestral Bone, and it's quite spooky. You suppress it first. Let me chop this beetle to death."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Li Zhenjiang unleashed all his strength and chopped at the undead beetle three times in a row with his axe, but failed to split the undead beetle in half.
Instead, the undead beetle erupted with a huge recoil force.
After a while, more and more people came over.
Ye Zheyun, Xiangyanghua, Jiang Li, Zhao Chongyang and others came over. They were all injured, but at least their lives were safe.
Lin Che said in a deep voice, "Gui Chen's body has been shattered, but his spirit has taken refuge in this undead beetle. Everyone, think of a way to kill his spirit."
Black Jade Bone was the first to respond, shaking his head and saying, "This is an immortal beetle, we can't kill him!"
Zhao Chongyang didn't believe it, so he took out a black bottle from his waist and shook it in front of everyone:
"If the sword can't kill him, then use poison. If poison doesn't work, then use fire, or refine him in the alchemy furnace. Even if I use the Cangtian Bag, I can put him in it and use the rule that the Cangtian Bag can't hold living things to forcibly crush him to death."
Black Jade Bone whispered back, "Even using the Heaven-Covering Bag won't kill it. It'll bite through the bag and escape before you know it."
Zhao Chongyang immediately thought of another solution: "Since it's the soul, then we can use the secret method of the soul to directly crush Guichen's soul. I also know three secret methods to make the Netherworld Soul Cinder Lamp. We can tie it up and burn his soul day and night, making him live a life worse than death."
"Oh, right, among the coastal nations, there's a giant poisonous spider that can devour tigers. Its internal organs are extremely corrosive, and even divine weapons would be corroded into slag. We can use them to feed the poisonous spider... Eh? Why are you looking at me like that?"
The expressions of everyone around were strange.
The look in their eyes when they looked at this Taoist master changed. Was this still the Taoist master with the chivalrous spirit of an immortal? How could he have so many cruel methods in his mouth?
Lin Che was also exhausted after this battle. He simply said:
"Okay, let's try each method one by one!"
Li Zhenjiang continued, "Lin Che, Ji Daru and I will be able to guard this place. You should go and recover first. The Eight Gates of the Divine Palace have suddenly lost so many people. The extraterritorial demons will definitely get the news immediately and will seize the opportunity to attack us. Even if this old man Guichen is still alive, he will not be able to achieve anything. As for you, your body has been attacked by the undead. You must not get hurt. Dagan can't do without you. The human race can't do without you."
Everyone was already wondering what was going on with Lin Che's strange skin color.
I didn't have the chance to ask just now, but now everyone is looking over.
"Lin Che, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Li asked anxiously.
Before Lin Che could reply, Ji Wuhuan spoke first, "Nothing. It's just that he doesn't have much time left. Even if he manages to stay alive, I'm afraid he'll become a walking corpse."
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