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"Senior, wait a moment, the young monk will send him away."

Listening to the sound in his ears, Tushanjun sat back on the stone bench with a calm expression.

Juefa's words were to tell Tushanjun not to take action, and he could just fight with the monks of the Corpse Demon Sect.

As a man of his word, since the three-chapter agreement had already been made, Tushanjun would naturally not break the agreement and draw out the mana of Juefa.

Jufa is the master of the soul flag, and the cause and effect of previous contamination will be entangled. This is a matter of course.

It's just that Tu Shanjun didn't expect that the Corpse Demon Sect would be so domineering. He didn't try to be mysterious and didn't care about other people's opinions. Even if he cultivated the extraordinary power in the mortal world, he didn't hide it.

Perhaps this is the confidence of many sect disciples.

Zheng Yuguang formed a surgical technique in his hand, slapped his palm on the black stone coffin that was 10 feet tall beside him, and said in a cold voice: "Aren't you afraid that it will be too late for the temporary conspiracy?"

"Amitabha, fellow Taoist, please don't be stubborn."

"I think it's you, the monk, who is so stubborn."

Zheng Yuguang turned his thumb upside down on his palm, pressed his thumb with his middle finger, and pinched it into a seal: "Jiu!"

Flesh and blood piled up into a high platform, with coffins lying behind them.

Another bronze-armored zombie flew out of the body bag in his sleeve and stood beside him.

The white wax altar in front of me was covered with white cloth, and the scarlet candle flame turned into oily green. It shot up half a foot high, and the fierce ghost roared and roared ferociously in the fire.

It seemed that what was burning was not a candle at all, but an evil spirit.

"The ghosts and ghosts unite to gather the living corpses."

"disease."

Zheng Yuguang stood above the two candles holding purple and black talismans. The green flames ignited at the touch. The purple and black talismans in his hands burned cleanly in an instant, turning into smoke and ash and pouring into the zombie's body.

The eyes of the zombie beside him flickered, and the pupils and whites of the dark eyes were actually separated.

"Monk, just now was the only time you had a chance of winning. Now that the living corpse has appeared, you have no chance."

Not only did Juefa not stop Zheng Yuguang, he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, this young monk should convince his fellow Taoist to win."

"It's shameless to talk big." Zheng Yuguang sneered, and he dared to boast even when he was about to die.

"kill him!"

"Roar."

The two zombies integrated into the ghost roared and jumped up at the same time.

Jue Fa shrinks his left and right hands.

On his bare arms, faint golden lines flowed on his arms and back, converging towards the top of his head.

Tushanjun, who was holding the wine glass, looked at the changes in Juefa's body in surprise.

He had known that there were secrets in the Dharma Enlightenment before, but he was obviously not someone who delved into other people's secrets, so he did not use his Dharma Eyes to investigate.

When I saw it today, I found that the pattern of the golden body drawn on the back of the statue was indeed extraordinary, like a technique specifically designed to strengthen the physical body.

"Boom!"

It was like the clanging sound of a copper bell turning into a sound barrier that vibrated in all directions.

"The body of a large glazed and white-bone Bodhisattva."

"Boom buzz."

Physical fights, fists to the flesh.

Juefa looks thin, but in fact, with the blessing of the golden body of the White Bone Bodhisattva, his frail figure can still resist two zombies.

"Dong dong dong..."

The battle of the foundation-building monks cannot be limited to a small space.

It's not like Jue Fa, who waits until someone sets up the altar before taking action.

Speaking of which, it's all about fighting and walking, looking for opportunities.

How could it be like this now, using magical weapons to block all directions, and fighting zombies from the Corpse Demon Sect in close combat in this small space. This is obviously giving up its biggest advantage of magic seal.

"What the hell..." Zheng Yuguang opened his mouth wide.

He originally thought that Jue Fa was arrogant, but after the actual fight, he discovered that the monk was able to face both zombies with ease.

It's obviously not the time to be stunned during a fight, no matter how much surprise you have, you have to swallow it.

Zheng Yuguang formed a seal with his hands, and the wooden seal assisted the fire seal. The light of the mysterious array in his hands suddenly turned into a light array covering the sky above the small courtyard.

"Ziyin Lihuo."

"disease."

The smaller the venue, the more difficult it is to avoid the covering technique.

Either use magic weapons to resist hard, or you have to use magic spells.

The blazing flame array was stained with the corpse's ashes and turned into gray. It was said to be a flame, but in fact it was more like a small prismatic meteorite falling from the sky. The faint cold fire quickly burned no matter what it stuck to.

The two living corpses fighting against Jue Fa did not move away smoothly when the spell fell, but continued to entangle.

This covering spell will not distinguish between friend and foe, it will definitely burn both sides together.

They don't know what fear is, they only know that they should hold the monk back at this time.

The living corpse with Zheng Yuguang's spiritual consciousness has long understood that it does not require tacit understanding to achieve the best cooperation.

Jue Fa drank loudly.

"The cassock subdues the devil."

"rise!"

The cassock patterns on the gray robe suddenly appeared, rising directly into the air and wrapping the formation in the sky.

Not only was the cassock not damaged under the intense fire, but its dirty appearance was washed away, revealing its true form.

This piece of gray robe used by the monk as a blanket and rag is itself a top-quality magic weapon, and it is blessed by the power of enlightenment. How can it be damaged so easily.

Under the control of Juefa, the cassock wrapped the corpse and entangled the two living corpses in front of him with fierce fire. The inside was burned by the fierce fire, and the outer layer was bound by the cassock. Just as he was about to break free, he saw two talismans condensed by Juefa's magic power. posted above.

Letter: "Om Mani Padme Hum"

The fierce struggle disappeared.

Among the monks of the same level, Zheng Yuguang is already the leader with only two bronze-armored zombies.

But today he met Juefa.

"The mother-in-law is a ghost nail."

"disease."

When Zheng Yuguang sacrificed the magic weapon, Juefa had already rushed to his altar.

The casserole-sized fist went straight to Zheng Yuguang's face.

The body-protecting Fa Gang was involuntarily inspired.

But Zheng Yuguang still couldn't resist and stepped back. He didn't stop until his toes touched the black stone coffin lid standing upright behind him.

At the same time, the magic weapon in his hand has also been activated.

Just as it was about to hit Juefa between his eyebrows, a wisp of undetectable black energy turned into thorns and entangled it in the air.

Zheng Yuguang didn't see it because he was too nervous, so he just thought he had missed it.

But Tu Shanjun saw it clearly, and even the body within the soul flag couldn't help but open its eyes.

Juefa's fist did not actually land on Zheng Yuguang's face, because when he took action, the coffin lid behind Zheng Yuguang flew into the air and hit his body.

boom! ! !

He forced Juefa back several feet.

The coffin lid is neither gold nor wood, but more like a single piece of black stone, and the cold aura is like biting cold jade.

It's just that the surface is too rough and a lot sharper.

The lid of the black stone coffin opened in response, and the rich coldness spread around like tentacles.

Bada.

A white jade palm rested on the edge of the coffin.

Zheng Yuguang shuddered.

He also didn't want the corpse in the coffin to appear, because this thing was very evil and would follow him when it came out.

He looked like he was gritting his teeth and said loudly: "Monk, that's very good. I, Zheng Yuguang, have remembered you."

"To tell you the truth, this corpse is the corpse my grandfather found for me. You are proud to see her."

The corpse sat up straight, its body was like white jade, and its facial features were beautiful.

It just doesn't feel real.

It was as if these facial features were pieced together and not what she originally had.

However, these are not important. The aura revealed by this corpse is vaguely at the peak of foundation building.

You must know that Zheng Yuguang's cultivation level is only in the middle stage of foundation building.

Zombie refining also taboos the zombie's cultivation level beyond that of the caster. Once the cultivation level is too different, it will inevitably cause the zombie's backlash.

The fact that the other party was not reviled shows that he has extraordinary means. I mentioned his grandfather just now, so I guess he has some family background in the Corpse Demon Sect.

Tu Shanjun looked at Juefa.

Not to mention just being close to the peak of Foundation Establishment, he was not afraid at all even if it was really the peak of Foundation Establishment.

As long as Juefa uses the soul flag and releases a golden elixir Yin Shen at will, he can kill the corpse in front of him.

"Amitabha."

The monk finally raised his chest and raised his head and recited the scripture silently.

The white bones, glazed gold body appeared, and the flesh and blood seemed to have become transparent. However, at some point, traces of black energy began to flow back to the heart along the meridians.

"Plop!"

The heart is like a bell and a drum, vibrating in all directions.

Zheng Yuguang looked up in shock.

Under the body of white bones and glazed gold, there is clearly a dark heart mixed with scarlet meridians and blood vessels.

"You motherfucker!"

"Devil's heart, broken monk?!"

Zheng Yuguang was so frightened when he saw a ghost that he turned over and lay down in the coffin.

The female corpse retracted the coffin lid with a wave of her hand, straightened the coffin lid with her slender hands, and then carried the black stone coffin on her back. No longer caring about the two foundation-building zombies wrapped in Dharma-jue cassocks on the ground, they quickly fled away in the clouds and mist.

The light flickered under the moon, and the figure had disappeared.

Seeing Zheng Yuguang leave, the golden body of white bones gradually disappeared. As for the black devil heart, Tu Shanjun couldn't tell the secret inside.

After taking back the beads, the small courtyard had long been in ruins.

In the ruins, the shirtless monk looked at the red-haired Taoist sitting on the stone bench and couldn't help but ask: "Senior, aren't you curious?"

"I have all my faults. My only advantage is that I am not very curious."

"Monk, if you can't hold it back and want to talk to me, I'll be happy to be your listener. If you don't tell me, I won't ask."

Tu Shanjun took it indifferently. The words he said to Juefafen were not double standards on his part. He really thought so.

No matter what other people's secrets are, they belong to others and have nothing to do with you.

If you have the time to study other people's secrets, it would be better to research the elixir recipe for diluting the Yingyue Golden Elixir Liquid as soon as possible. In this case, the Yin gods at the bottom of the soul banner can all improve their cultivation.

"Amitabha, senior is indeed a true monk."

"Stop it, don't put a high hat on me."

"This is indeed what the young monk said from the bottom of his heart." Juefa sighed deeply.

It was not a sigh that his secret was exposed, but a pity that a monk like Tu Shanjun died.

"The guy outside, you've been watching for so long, do you need me to invite you?"

"hiss."

"Taoist Priest, Master, I didn't mean to peek. It's just that the Master was making too much noise in his fight with others."

The speaker stepped out of the shadows.

The body is slightly stooped, and he is wearing a tattered blue robe of a scholar.

The wrinkles on his face looked like folded paper fans.

Tu Shanjun didn't say much, but walked up to the two foundation-building zombies and skillfully pulled out the ghosts that had lodged in them.

Then he used magic to melt the flesh and bones of the zombies, condensing them into blood evil.

Integrate the ghosts and blood demons into the soul flag.

Seeing the red-haired Taoist's skillful movements, the man's smiling face froze and he secretly complained.

"It's bad. I only heard that the monk was a chivalrous and righteous person, but I didn't realize that the rumors were untrue."

"Rumors really hurt people!"