Zombie: Fusion of Kaido template, I transcend violence

Chapter 81 The divine thunder falls!Zombies are out!
Taoist Priest Four's expression suddenly changed, and the master, Qing Qing and others looked at Qin Ze in surprise.

The first thing I said was that the weather would change, but the next moment there were strong winds and dark clouds?
You are afraid that you are not a fairy!

This is too accurate!
"Junior brother, are you following your words!" Taoist Priest Four Eyes swallowed, feeling that the young junior brother in front of him seemed to be different from a mortal.

Followed by.

Not long after Taoist Master Qianhe left, thunder began to ring in the sky. Taoist Master Four Eyes and the Master looked at the gloomy sky with some worry, blessing Taoist Master Qianhe in their hearts, hoping that he could successfully overcome the difficulties and be able to overcome the difficulties. The coffin was sent to the capital.

Obviously, Qin Ze's words have now dealt with half of it, so the remaining half is very likely to happen.

Therefore, the corpse delivery team tonight is destined to be uneventful.

Qin Ze looked at the weather that was about to rain heavily and didn't say much. He warned Taoist Master Qianhe. With his ability to only fight in high-end rounds, plus the four disciples in the southeast and northwest, he was prepared to take precautions. Under the premise, it is not so easy to be taken advantage of by royal zombies.

"Let's go!"

Taoist Priest Simu and others returned to the scene before the rain fell.

Not long after they returned, it really started pouring outside. Amidst the lightning and thunder, it seemed as if the whole sky was shaking. Qin Ze opened the window of the dojo and stared at the raindrops outside, feeling that the cells in his body were becoming active at this moment. .

"Hurry up!"

"Put a tent!"

The sudden arrival of heavy rain forced the corpse transport team to temporarily stop on their way and set up tents to rest.

Under the command of Wu Shilang, a tent like a yurt was quickly set up.

Priest Qianhe looked at the raindrops dripping on the tent and felt lucky.

"call!"

"Fortunately, I believed my junior brother's words!"

After Qin Ze said that the weather might change, he thought carefully about it on the way and finally chose to believe it.

After all, it can be seen from the words of Taoist Master Simu that Qin Ze is really capable.

Besides, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected, and be careful to make a ten-thousand-year ship.

So when he was on his way, he asked his disciples to put up the tent again.

as predicted.

It's raining.

At this moment, Taoist Priest Qianhe was surprised at Qin Ze's ability, but at the same time, his worries disappeared a bit.

The ink fountain carved on the copper-horned golden coffin has not been washed away by the rain, so the zombies must not have risen from the dead!

"To be on the safe side, we still have to push the coffin into the big tent!"

Although the tent built on the coffin is waterproof, the small water droplets splashed on it will still fall on the coffin and slowly dilute the ink fountain.

Such a heavy rainstorm.

A small tent can hold up for a while, but it cannot block forever.

"Master Wu, let the coffin go in first!"

Taoist priest Qianhe stepped forward to discuss with the eunuch Wu Shilang.

"why?"

Wu Shilang, who had a sissy accent, was very dissatisfied with Taoist Master Qianhe. He was told to dismantle the tent, then set up the tent, and now he was asked to push the coffin in. This made him feel like he was being commanded by a smelly Taoist priest.

As the most loyal servant of the prince, this made him feel very unbalanced.

"This small tent won't last long. I'm afraid something will happen if it goes on for a long time."

"no!"

Before Taoist Master Qianhe finished speaking, Minister Wu directly interrupted and sternly refused.

"It's okay to wait, but not now!"

With a slight snort, Wu Shilang didn't care about Mo Dou or not. He just wanted his master to rest in the tent as soon as possible.

As for the person in the coffin, although he is also a royal, he is already dead.

The dead man does not need him to flatter him, nor does he gain any benefit.

Taoist priest Qianhe wanted to give Wu Shilang a kick to make him understand why he was a professional, but he held back in the end.

He watched helplessly as Wu Shilang and some officers and soldiers slowly carried the little brother of the Qing Dynasty into the tent as if to please.After they entered, Taoist Master Qianhe immediately commanded several of his disciples: "Push the coffin into the tent!"

It was raining heavily, and the dirt road had long been washed away into mud. The ground was full of potholes and mud. The soles of people's feet were slippery when walking, and it was even more difficult to push the heavy coffin.

"Everyone work hard together!" The officers and soldiers stepped forward and pushed the carriage with all their strength, while Taoist priest Qianhe stared at the coffin, for fear of any accident.

He was really exhausted after taking this job. Not only did he have to go through a difficult journey, but he also had to suffer.

The heavy rain that fell from the sky came and went quickly. Looking at the weather gradually returning to normal, Taoist Master Qianhe felt a little relieved.

I'll add some ink fountain lines to the coffin later, and I guess there won't be any accidents. Unfortunately, there aren't many ink fountains left. If I had known, I would get some more ink fountains with my senior brother.

However, when he was thinking about it.

Boom!

Sudden changes occur.

A lightning bolt suddenly struck down in the sky. Taoist Master Qianhe and several other disciples subconsciously dispersed, but the Qing soldiers pushing the coffin were a step too late. The lightning struck the tent on top of the coffin, instantly killing them. It split into pieces, and then the lightning continued to fall and hit the coffin.

moment.

Electricity filled the entire coffin. Under the influence of the huge electricity, several soldiers twitched and fell to the ground with black smoke, and their entire bodies became charred.

Simultaneously.

Under the action of strong current, the ink fountain on the coffin was burned dry instantly by the high temperature of the overflowing energy.

Completely useless.

"Thunder Tribulation?"

Taoist Priest Qianhe's pupils trembled.

The lightning hit the coffin without any bias. How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

What is it if it’s not thunder tribulation?
Oops!

The ink fountain was burned dry.

The coffin became loose.

Junior Brother's words still came true.

"Everyone, spread out!"

Taoist priest Qianhe knew something was wrong. He also knew that the zombies inside were as powerful as his junior brother Qin Ze said. He immediately ordered his disciples to disperse first and not to attack rashly.

"What's the matter? What's the matter? It's so noisy!"

The Wu Shilang in the tent opened the curtains and stretched out his big head smeared with rouge and gouache, but he happened to see the coffin lid being pushed up by two palms covered with sharp nails.

"Ouch!"

"Scary to death!"

Wu Shilang was so frightened that he quickly retreated into the tent, and several guards also felt as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

"Get the rope over here!"

Taoist priest Qianhe jumped onto the coffin lid and forced down the lid that was about to be lifted.

Even the lid of a golden coffin can crush a person to death. Considering its weight, it would be difficult for ordinary zombies to shake it, but now the most terrifying thing has happened.

"Master, catch it!"

A rope as thick as an arm was tied to the coffin, and Taoist Master Qianhe used magic to forcibly stabilize the coffin.

But a terrifying force came from inside the coffin, instantly overturning him.

boom!
Along with the pipe cover, Taoist priest Qianhe was thrown far away and fell heavily to the ground.

"Fortunately, I saved a little bit!"

Taoist Master Qianhe looked at the golden coffin lid that almost hit his life in front of him, and felt a little scared. If he hadn't been careful, he would have turned into the second Wu Shilang.

"Tie the corpse!"

Before he had time to think about it, Taoist Master Qianhe shouted, and the four disciples from the southeast, northwest and northwest threw four ropes from their bodies to tie the zombies from four directions.

When the rope touched the zombie, it lit up instantly like a bright light. The bell kept shaking, and crisp sounds came out. The royal zombie flying out of the coffin shook its head and became confused.

(End of this chapter)