At the beginning, he became a baby and worshipped Uncle Jiu as his godfather!

The casserole-sized fist hit the royal zombie on the chin.

Even though the zombie was indifferent to joy, anger, and pain, this punch seemed to make him a little distracted.

His body, which was originally as hard as iron and powerful, became soft and weak.

His body was thrown a foot in the air, and then fell to the ground cleanly.

A breeze blew, and the dense forest was quiet for a moment after the rain.

Three people, two tall and one short, were standing in front of Xiao He with light on their bodies.

The three people who suddenly appeared were not dazzling enough.

The most dazzling one was the yellow strong man standing in the air.

Taoist Xiao He's eyes were full of shock and his emotions were a little excited.

The four people in the southeast, northwest, and northeast, whether they were seriously injured or lightly injured, had already lost half their lives. At this time, they also struggled to look at the yellow warrior in the air in disbelief.

He saw that his face was like ruby ​​and his beard was like soap wool. He seemed to be ten feet tall and had a strength of ten pounds. On the side of the yellow horse, the golden ring was shining with the sun; in the middle of the embroidered jacket, the iron armor was covered with frost and swallowed the moonlight. He often guards the altar and comes to the world to defeat demons!

"This... This is the yellow warrior!!"

Taoist Master He screamed in shock, his voice was a little sharp and had broken.

At this time, the royal zombie crawled up from the ground, shook his head, and seemed to recover some spirit.

He roared at the yellow warrior in the air.

With a kick of his feet, he flew into the air, and he went to fight with him again.

Lin Yu made a hand gesture, and the yellow warrior moved. His mighty body, which was more than ten feet tall, shook, stretched out his ape arms, spread his five fingers, and grabbed the royal zombie's neck with his palm as big as a palm fan.

He punched the zombie's belly again.

He almost punched a bulge in the zombie's spine.

The zombie roared weakly.

The yellow warrior fell to the ground and pressed the zombie to the ground.

He punched the zombie's chest and abdomen.

Hearing the loud bangs, everyone felt that the ground was shaking.

The royal zombie was punched into the ground.

He roared helplessly, with fangs and black air coming out of his mouth.

The evil spirit in his stomach was beaten out.

The yellow warrior flashed and seemed a little shaky. Obviously, the time for this talisman was about to expire.

Lin Yu changed the finger gestures in his hands, and the yellow warrior tightly grasped the zombie's neck, lifted the zombie up like a flail, and threw it to the ground with a bang.

He threw it in front of him, and then lifted it up and threw it behind him.

Right, right, front, back, back, back!

There were loud bangs, and I don't know how many trees were broken around.

Several big holes were thrown on the ground.

After throwing him more than 10 times in a row, the yellow warrior bent back to accumulate strength, and threw it with all his strength, pushing the zombie away by a few meters.

Then it turned into a faint golden light and disappeared into the night.

A yellow talisman was left in the original place, ignited without fire, and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

"Brother, how did you get this yellow warrior talisman? Did the second brother give it to you?"

He also knew that Uncle Jiu invited all the brothers to Renjia Town for a gathering some time ago.

But everyone had something to do, and finally only Simu went.

I passed by Brother's residence today, but Brother had not returned yet.

I didn't expect to meet Brother in the evening.

And encountered so many changes, and actually saw the legendary Yellow Warrior.

This Yellow Warrior is not a powerful god.

Compared with the professions in the mortal world, at most he is a big bag carrier in the sky.

But no matter how ordinary he is, he is still a god in the sky.

He has divine power in his body.

Because of the difference between humans and gods, gods are bound by the rules of heaven and cannot interfere in worldly affairs at will.

In ancient times, the masters of Taoism usually cast spells to invite generals, and it is always troublesome to ask those famous gods for help.

It is better to settle for the second best and directly use talismans to summon Huang Lishi to let the demons in the mortal world see the power equivalent to the heavenly soldiers.

However, in recent years, the laws of heaven and earth have not flourished, and the heavenly court has not appeared.

The connection between the practitioners in the mortal world and the gods in the sky has become weaker and weaker.

It is becoming more and more difficult to invite gods.

The high-level masters who can drive Huang Lishi are gradually disappearing.

First, there are no Huang Lishi to drive, and second, there are fewer and fewer high-level masters with such magic power.

At present, even the orthodox Xuanmen Shangqing Maoshan is full of talents, but they can barely use the magic, and sometimes rely on the help of the ancestors. There is no one who can drive the Yellow Warrior.

It can even be said that they have never seen a real Yellow Warrior in these generations.

Taoist Simu was about to explain, but suddenly heard another roar.

The royal zombie was indeed extraordinary. After being beaten like this, it actually struggled to stand up again.

This is normal. After all, Lin Yu's Yellow Warrior can be regarded as a phantom, not a real Yellow Warrior.

It is also brute force, and no magic is used.

To deal with zombies, especially these weird royal zombies, brute force can be used to deal with them, but it is difficult to eliminate them.

"This zombie is quite capable. I'll tell you later. I'll deal with this beast first."

Si Mu also saw the mess around him.

Both his junior brothers and nephews were covered in blood and wounds.

There were also ordinary people who died miserably.

He was already angry.

He drew out the sword from his back and rushed forward without saying a word.

"Hey... Hey..., be patient, wait for me."

Master Yixiu panted heavily, this trip was quite tiring for him.

He wouldn't have been so tired in the first place. It was easy to run over with his own ability to make himself lighter.

Little did he know that Simu actually held a 깊 armored horse and used 깊神行法, which increased his speed by more than 깊굛 times.

But he was of no use.

Being pulled by Lin Yu and Simu, he had to move his legs again.

Running so far at such a speed that is far beyond the limit, even if he has the strength, it is really a torment for his old arms and legs.

"께Yu, you treat their injuries first."

Four eyes have more instructions.

"Brother, there is something wrong with this zombie. He was struck by lightning just now and is resistant to our spells."

"Leave it to me!"

With his eyes wide open, he shouted 깊 and was about to rush to the zombie.

Master Yixiu ran behind him holding the wooden stick in his hand.

Maybe it was because the situation was not as tragic as expected. Although I arrived a little late, I still managed to save some people, and I breathed heavily and said a wisecrack to my eyes.

"If you use your armored horse to run so fast, and then use it to drive away corpses, won't you make several times more money? Congratulations on getting rich."

With four eyes, he pulled out the bronze sword from his body, looked at the zombie's neck, and said angrily.

"Nervous, use the Divine Armor and Horse Talisman to drive away corpses. I'm afraid I'll have to pawn my pants. You old guy just wants to watch me starve to death, right?"

As he spoke, the ancient bronze sword emitted a cold light, and he drew 깊seals on it with his eyes, immediately stimulating the evil-destroying power of pure Yang on the ancient sword.

Just chop at the zombie's neck.

놙I heard a sound.

The zombie fell to the ground again as if his head had been hit by a sledgehammer.

This time, he was not unscathed like he was when he was besieged by the great master just now.

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The neck was opened in half!

Just as the zombie was about to raise its head, Master Yixiu swung his staff at the zombie's head.

"Your magic sword is still so sharp!"

Carrying an ancient bronze sword around with you is not an ordinary thing.

It is very useful whether it is used to slay demons or to deal with the heroes of the rivers and lakes.

Qianzhe and others only brought mahogany swords with them on this trip, because they were outnumbered and protected by soldiers and internal experts.

There is no need for them to fight with people.

Simu, on the other hand, often walks alone at night, thousands of miles away, because he needs to drive away corpses.

It is inevitable to have to deal with people.

So bring a metal sword.

His sword not only kills demons and monsters, but also often kills people.

Speaking of their Maoshan generation, most of them are ruthless and very decisive in their actions.

On the other hand, Uncle Jiu is an anomaly. Although he is a bit sinister, he is always more like a woman sometimes.

Not as good as their senior brothers, not as good as Shimu and Qianhe.

"It's really extraordinary. It is indeed resistant to our spell. I didn't expect that even lightning couldn't kill this zombie."

But no matter how simple he is, the four eyes will not take him seriously.

After all, this zombie seemed to be unscathed, but it was severely beaten by the yellow scarf warrior.

All the evil spirits in the body were hammered out.

땤Although he is resistant to spells, the use of four eyes is not a conventional functional spell.

He uses 놅 as a magic sword, which is more physical!

"Uncle Master, let me treat your injuries."

Lin Yu took out a thick stack of talismans from his arms.

Healing wounds, detoxifying, recuperating, and strengthening the body, they were all crazy about Qianhe and his disciples as if they were free of charge.

Those few experts are taken care of.

궝As soon as the eight healing talismans were applied, the injury healed by half in an instant.

"Wow, little mage, your talisman is so powerful!"

Manager Wu clapped his hands and praised enthusiastically.

Lin Yu, however, had goosebumps all over his body. He felt annoyed when he saw Guanshi Wu, and wished he could chop off his head with a sword and use it as a ball.

껩I don’t know why I have such a bad feeling towards him, but I just hate this sissy very much.

She turned her head and ignored him, and helped Qianhe check his apprentice's injuries.

The apprentice's internal injuries were quickly improved under the treatment of Fu Lu.

But his broken bones still need to be reattached first.

The corpse poison in the body still needs to be removed again. Just applying these yellow talismans externally cannot completely cure the root cause.

"You guys should be patient for a while and use magic power to protect your veins. The glutinous rice is not enough. With your uncle here, I don't need your formation. Don't let the corpse poison spread. Wait until this zombie is dealt with and heal its wounds."

It’s no longer enough for Chizuru to bring 놅糯米깊.

They had run out of glutinous rice a long time ago. They passed by Simu's house today and wanted to borrow some.

Although some were borrowed, most of them had already fallen into coffins and were used to remove the zombie aura from the zombie bodies.

Although it doesn't seem to have any effect.

But those glutinous rice can no longer be used.

"No need to wait, Uncle Master, I still have the Antidote Talisman and the Evil Spirit Clearing Talisman here. If one is not enough, just give me a few."

The effect of this yellow talisman is actually no worse than that of glutinous rice.

But if you want to pull out the corpse poison, you will need a lot of glutinous rice. One or two yellow talismans are naturally not enough.

땤And the cost of making the talisman is definitely not cheap.

Whether it is the raw materials or the energy and mana required, drawing talismans has never been a simple matter.

In their Maoshan, those who hang up orders want a real talisman, and they may not be able to get it even after cleaning the temple for three years.

Because of this, few people usually draw a large number of healing and detoxification talismans.

At most, they carry one or two with them for emergency use at critical moments.

To solve the urgent need, they go to prepare medicine, treat injuries, and cure poisons by themselves. The effect is not bad, and the cost is much lower.

"Junior nephew, talismans are hard to come by, so don't waste... waste..."

Daoist Qianhe stared at the thick roll of talismans, which had at least hundreds of pieces, and was speechless for a while.

"This... this... these..."

Lin Yu smiled and stuffed the roll directly into Qianhe's hand.

"There are 120 of them, all for detoxification, healing and expelling evil spirits. I still have a few of them. I have fewer healing talismans, but they should be enough. Uncle, you don't need to keep them."

As he said this, he opened the cloth bag he carried with him and showed it to Qianhe.

There was still one roll of the same talisman.

There were also a few rolls of talismans that made people feel a little dangerous.

These talismans obviously have different uses.

Those that make people feel a little dangerous are obviously used for attack.

Qianhe was dumbfounded.

In his mind, he was still echoing: "I don't have many healing talismans... I don't have many healing talismans... healing..."

This... This is not much.

There are nearly 200 healing talismans, and the bag is filled with talismans, there must be nearly 1,000 of them!

Which ancestor's illegitimate son is this? !

Is this the number of talismans that a cultivator should carry with him?

Seeing that Qianhe was reluctant to take action, Lin Yu thought that his uncle was shy and embarrassed.

He pulled off a few talismans and stuck them on his four brothers.

He said, "Uncle, you don't have to be polite, we are all family."

Faint golden ripples flashed by, as if it was the blood-adding process in the game.

The four brothers immediately became ruddy and breathed strongly.

Looking at the apprentice who was almost full of energy, Qianhe asked stupidly.

"Master... nephew, which senior brother is this from? Could it be Senior Brother You?"

The two brothers who are good at drawing talismans are Senior Brother You and Second Senior Brother.

Second Senior Brother draws more talismans, but he has been poor over the years.

Only Senior Brother You can be so generous.

No, can Senior Brother You be so generous?

No way!

Is this really our Maoshan disciple?

"Uncle Master, Master Lin Jiu, I have kowtowed in front of our ancestor."

"What? You are, you are Second Senior Brother's apprentice? Second Senior Brother is rich?"

Qianhe still couldn't believe it.

Even if Second Senior Brother was rich, he couldn't be so generous, right?

A bag of talismans like this may not be enough for five or six times like this.

Although it is not good to say this to the senior brother, Qianhe knows that the second and third senior brothers are stingy in nature...

Even if the second senior brother gets rich, it is impossible for him to let his apprentice carry so many talismans for self-defense, right?

Are you the senior brother's apprentice or the senior brother's living father?

Are you not the senior brother's biological son?

Qianhe seems to smell the smell of gossip.

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