Taoist priest in the foggy capital

Chapter 76 Battle against the Zombie King

Even in the movies and games of "previous life", Yin Xiu had never seen such a scene.

The Taoist priests were either masters and disciples, or fellow disciples worked together in twos and threes, and some acted alone.

Following the instructions of Nangong Baixing, who was sitting firmly in the middle, everyone first let in a large wave of zombies, and then began to use footsteps and formations to separate the zombie groups and eliminate them in batches.

Demon binding rope, Dao ruler, ink brush thread, Bagua mirror, long sword, copper hammer...

All kinds of magic weapons took turns on the battlefield, and Yin Xiu was dazzled by the sight.

Guarding the four corners, the four spirit officers headed by Uncle Ming were extremely busy, constantly releasing spells and maintaining the formation.

It turns out that the four spiritual officials also represent the four laws of wind, rain, thunder and lightning to a certain extent. Together with the power of the four phases, the zombies entering the formation are dizzy and move slowly.

But after everyone killed countless zombies for a long time, the zombie king still didn't come.

Logically speaking, that guy can fly, and his mobility is better than these zombies who can only jump around and cannot jump over higher thresholds.

There was silence all around, except for the sound of candlelight and flags blowing in the wind.

Even Nangong Baixing, who had always been in the forefront, felt a little weird and couldn't help but glance at Chen Bin again.

The latter's face became paler and paler, and it was obvious that the erosion of the corpse energy had become even more severe.

Nangong Baixing frowned. Just as he was about to pick up the talisman water on the table, he felt a strange vibration coming from under his feet.

"Underneath!"

There was a loud bang, and everyone saw something wrapped in black mist rushing out of the ground, overturning the entire platform.

Nangong Baixing was also taken into the air, almost face to face with the zombie king, nose to nose.

The zombie king opened his mouth without hesitation to absorb Nangong Baixing's blood.

The latter flew up and kicked the Zombie King in the chest, using the force to turn over and land firmly on the ground.

Then he grabbed a tall flag on the edge of the stage and threw it like a javelin, directly piercing the zombie king.

The zombie king casually slapped it, and the flagpole made of bamboo as thick as a bowl was instantly shattered.

Just as it was about to exhale the zombie aura, several chains flew out from the hands of the Taoist priests standing on the ground and tied the zombie king's limbs tightly.

Those were no ordinary iron chains. Each chain was covered with talismans drawn with chicken blood, which glowed faintly red when exposed to corpse energy.

Upon seeing this, the Zombie King immediately flew upwards, and several chains were immediately straightened. Everyone felt a huge pulling force coming from their hands, and some people were even pulled a few steps.

"Hold still! Don't let the Zombie King fly!"

Following Nangong Baixing's order, Yin Xiu also put down the talisman and joined the crowd pulling on the iron chain. He gritted his teeth and held on to the Zombie King who wanted to fly out.

Seeing that he couldn't break free, the zombie king howled and simply descended from the air. As soon as he raised his hand, there was a huge suction force, trying to absorb the blood of several Taoist priests.

Being disturbed by it, there was inevitably some confusion in the formation, and everyone's footsteps began to appear a little erratic.

Yin Xiu felt that the zombie king took himself as the center of the circle and began to pull everyone closer to him like a whirlpool. This was very bad.

Upon seeing this, the four spirit officers headed by Uncle Ming no longer guarded their respective corners, picked up their magic weapons and joined the battle group.

The zombie king was wrestling with everyone. In the chaos, he recognized Uncle Ming at a glance, and when he opened his mouth, a ball of corpse air exploded towards them.

"Tai Shang Laojun is as urgent as the law, edict!" Uncle Ming threw a piece of talisman paper and collided with the corpse's energy, and a violent explosion immediately erupted.

At the same time, Ah Fa threw out the rope to bind the demon, and the chain soaked in chicken blood twisted around the zombie king's neck as if it had eyes.

As soon as he was secure, Afa used all his strength to sink down, forcefully pulling the zombie king's neck back so that his head pointed straight up in the sky.

"Yin Xiu, come and help, I can't hold it alone." Afa shouted anxiously.

Upon seeing this, Yin Xiu looked at the people next to him. After both parties nodded tacitly, he rushed out, grabbed one end of the demon rope, and resisted the huge force with him.

In this way, Afa barely managed to avoid being thrown away by the zombie king.

Yin Xiu half-knelt on the ground, holding on to the rope that bound the demon, and only then could she clearly see the face of the zombie king.

Its blackness is even worse than before. The broken soles of its feet have grown back at some point, making them bigger and uglier than before.

The Zombie King has been hiding underground during this period, apparently repairing himself by absorbing earth energy, and has become stronger without knowing it.

Uncle Ming picked up a piece of talisman paper and put it on his sword. A yellow light immediately overflowed from the sword, making the sword vibrate.

"As expected of the Seven-Star Fire Lin, it is incomparable to the extraordinary ones." Nangong Baixing couldn't help but sigh.

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Ming's sword pierced the Zombie King's shoulder, causing the latter to take a step back and let out another roar.

The Zombie King's torn clothes suddenly bulged. At this time, Uncle Ming could see fire surging inside and smoke rising through the gap in the Zombie King's chest.

He couldn't help but be stunned. Even Nangong Baixing, who had always been with the old god, felt strange.

With a movement of his body, he suddenly came behind Uncle Ming, pushed him away, then grabbed the Zombie King's chest patch with one hand and pulled hard.

I saw a small steam engine running rapidly in the zombie king's dry, whitish and blue chest.

The hammer and spring moved the cylinder up and down with the flash of fire and steam. At the same time, bursts of white smoke also flowed through the iron cords like tendons and flowed to various parts of the body along those artificial meridians.

"This guy is almost a sperm!" Nangong Baixing exclaimed.

As soon as the repair service was revealed, the Zombie King became even more angry. He didn't know where the strength came from. As soon as it flew up this time, everyone was almost lifted off the ground by it.

When Uncle Ming saw this, he quickly slashed the Zombie King's shoulder with his sword, trying to stop it with all his strength.

But this time the zombie king had no interest in the fresh blood so close at hand, and just wanted to fly upwards.

Therefore, even if Uncle Ming hugged it tightly and pressed his whole weight on it, he could not stop the zombie king's actions.

"Wouldn't it be very shameful for me to let you fly so many people like kites?"

Nangong Baixing snorted coldly and put his hand gently on the Zombie King's shoulder, as if greeting an old friend.

With just a gentle push, the zombie king was forced back to the ground.

The Zombie King screamed in surprise, and was about to take off again. Nangong Baixing exerted a slight force on his hand. This time, half of the Zombie King's body was pressed into the soil, and he was firmly restrained in the soil from the waist down.

"Qi Men Dun Jia·Fall!"

The soil under the Zombie King suddenly changed, becoming as soft as a swamp, causing its body to sink further.

The zombie king froze immediately, opened his mouth wide, and blew out a white smoke ring.

(End of this chapter)