Nine uncle's refining tool is also invincible

Chapter 312 Poisonous Corpse
"Bastard, how many people have been killed to produce so many poisonous corpses? These people have been lurking for so many years. They are really ambitious, damn it!" Shi Jian saw that they had no means of escape, his eyes were red with anger, and he wished he could rush up Kill those scumbags.

"Not good, this poisonous mist is too strong, even if it touches the skin, it will be poisoned, wow!"

While speaking, a group of people were already covered in poisonous mist. The poisonous mist was very poisonous, and it would start to corrode the skin as soon as it was touched. After a while, some people couldn't stand it and started screaming again and again, and panic began to pervade for a while.

"Afan, is there anything you can do?" Uncle Jiu walked up to Hua Chenfan at this time and asked while coughing, seeing that his face had already turned slightly green.

"Just look at me." After Hua Chenfan finished speaking, in the expectant eyes of all the monks, he raised the Nine Tribulations Staff and slammed it to the ground. The five beast ghosts that had been prepared for a long time suddenly roared up to the sky, In an instant, there was a strong wind, flying sand and stones.

The huge tornado storm swept away the poisonous gas around everyone. At this time, Hua Chenfan popped out a few drops of spiritual juice overflowing with medicinal fragrance, which turned into mist and penetrated into everyone's noses. The greenness gradually dissipated.

At the same time, the other side is hiding in the forest, wearing a gas mask, observing the lord Hua Chenfan and others. At this time, he is enjoying the pursuit of everyone. All the lords are seeing the power of the poisonous corpse. There is a lot of praise.

The monks who had beaten them so that they ran away with their heads in their arms just now fell to the ground and wailed without any resistance. These people were so happy.

This time they brought all the poisonous corpses that have been secretly refined in their country for decades, just to wipe out the enemy, and to achieve the purpose of transportation and secrecy, the Lord even contacted the most elite northern military country in the invading country and sent a The new unit of the wing, the special forces, came to escort these hundreds of coffins.

Now these soldiers are guarding the coffin in the forest. Although these non-commissioned officers are not monks, their guns can't resist the monks. There are endless spells, such as cursing, exorcism, puppetry, etc., which can kill them.

However, Master Zun lacked manpower, so he could only use them to move the coffin and assist them in awakening the poisonous corpse.

It turns out that the ceremony has just begun, and the poisonous corpse has already caused heavy losses to the opponent before it is officially awakened. It seems that the poisonous corpse does not need to proceed to the next step. Continuing to cultivate with the secret method, now it seems that it is a waste to use it here, it is better to use it on the battlefield.

Just when the lord was thinking of vicious thoughts, the place where the monks were in the distance suddenly started to blow violently, and within a short while, everything was back to normal.

Those monks didn't appear to be poisoned at all, they were all filled with righteous indignation, and even started to rush towards the place where the poisonous corpse was hiding.

Da da da!
As a result, before they could go far, they were stunned by a series of bullets. These people had no way to resist the bullets, and they had no combat experience. They could only leave a few corpses behind and retreated helplessly.

Seeing that they were vulnerable, those soldiers suddenly became courageous and approached them. The expression of the lord changed, just as he was about to call them back.

But he found that in the crowd of monks, Shi Jian and Lin Jiu's Maoshan Taoist actually used flying swords to fight back, and a young man even shot more than ten flying swords. This scene made him horrified and jealous, and greedily thought Take it for yourself.

Those soldiers were no match for Feijian, more than 20 people were beheaded in an instant, and they fled back to the forest one by one.

Suddenly, several flames flew out from the forest. These were indeed elites. They used artillery to fight back immediately after the attack. However, before the shells fell into the crowd, they were intercepted in mid-air by flying swords and chopped into pieces.

The battlefield suddenly fell silent, the enemy did not dare to charge, and the monks could not break into the dense forest. Neither side could do anything to help the other, and they froze in place for a while.

These people are the Northern Division, an elite force built with huge sums of money. Everyone is the heart of the general. If it is lost, the lord will not dare to watch it any longer. , and then began to chant the mantra.

As strange spells were uttered, all the poisonous corpses in the coffin began to change, their muscles twitched inexplicably, and their bodies began to recover little by little.

Hundreds of poisonous corpses appeared in the world, and even the heavens began to be furious. The birth of such a vicious evil would cause chaos, not to mention so many appeared in one breath. Only when the evil things are destroyed can they be reconciled.

"Hmph, my great empire wants to rejuvenate, and God can't stop it."

The lord looked up at the sky, and said coldly and contemptuously, fortunately they had already prepared, as long as the poisonous corpses did not leave the dark wooden coffin before they woke up, then God would not find their traces, and when they were fully awake, Heaven and earth can't stop the poisonous corpse from descending into the world.

"Not good, the enemy is about to revive the poisonous corpse,"

As soon as this astonishing difference between heaven and earth came out, the dense forest was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression. Shi Jian and the others immediately realized that it was not good. They had already sensed that a large number of evil spirits were recovering.

Once the enemy succeeds, not only will they die without a place to hide, but I am afraid that this land will not be peaceful in the future. They can already foresee the tragic situation that will be full of sorrow.

"Then why are we rushing forward to fight them, even if we die, we can't let the other party succeed, or we will be finished."

"No, rushing forward rashly will only sacrifice in vain and will not help."

"Then what to do, just watch the other party do what they do."

Everyone panicked, talking about everything, but no one could come up with a constructive solution. Uncle Jiu, Shi Jian and other Maoshan disciples gathered together and looked at each other in blank dismay. In such a severe situation, even the protagonist Jiu Uncle didn't know what to do.

However, only one of them was still in a relaxed mood. Not only was he not in a hurry, but he was also enjoying himself. This person was Hua Chenfan.

"hey-hey!"

"Afan, what are you laughing at? Is there something you can do?" Seeing this, Uncle Jiu quickly asked.

"Yes, Afan, if there is a way to speak quickly, I can't afford to delay now." Shi Jian asked hastily.

"Hehe, Master Uncle, I laugh that these people are really unlucky. It seems that they are really self-inflicted. Even God will not help them. After decades of hard work, the last one is so pitiful." Hua Chenfan said gloatingly.

As soon as he said this, everyone fell silent. Although he saved everyone once, and everyone was afraid of his ability, but this time is different, but there are hundreds of corpses, who can destroy the country. Disasters, they never imagined, and there are still people who can brag without shame.

"Master Hua, you have to have a basis for saying this. Now is not the time to joke. If something really happens, none of us can afford it."

"Yes, with our strength, we can't deal with so many poisonous corpses, and there are still those soldiers."

I don't know who is in the crowd, and he said something indifferent, and the others echoed. After all, the enemy is putting too much pressure on them now, and some people have already started thinking about running away.

After all, these monks are nothing more than a mob, and the monks have long since ceased to be the protagonists of the world. They no longer have the spirit, and their practice is just to make a living.

(End of this chapter)