Bureau Seat, What Happened in 1999 Can't Be Hidden

　　But where would the corpses around him give him this opportunity, under the control of the undead, they gathered again and surrounded Zhang Qilin and the three of them.

　　"Earth Shaman..."

　　Seeing this, Wang Yier immediately wanted to use the Seven Killing Orders to disperse the undead, but at this time, an accident happened.

　　"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

　　Li Xue kept changing the magazines to shoot at the corpse, but such an attack was not very threatening and extremely insulting to the dead corpse without any vitality...

　　Soon, Li Xue was surrounded by corpses, and even the hands of a few corpses had already grabbed Li Xue tightly.

　　But this policewoman is not a vase either, her hands and feet are equally good. I saw that with one punch and one kick, she directly unloaded the joints of a dead corpse, causing it to collapse to the ground, and she couldn't stand up!

　　Although it didn't kill it, it effectively restrained the corpse!

　　This is clearly a martial art - articulation!

　　Seeing this scene, even Zhao Yi was astonished and exclaimed, "What a good articulation skill!"

　　Wang Yi Er also approached quickly and went over to help.

　　at the same time,

　　Seeing the undead pass all the way, pressing towards this side.

　　The hearts of several people were extremely anxious but powerless, and everyone wanted to get out of the current battle in order to stop the undead.

　　But the tide of corpses around is too huge, and if one falls, one will rush up again.

　　A corpse without fear has become the most troublesome existence.

　　The last hope was only Zhao Yi standing motionless in front of the coffin.

　　Several people found that Zhao Yi's face did not have the slightest worry, but a calm indifference.

　　This made the few people who had been observing Zhao Yi not far away, very puzzled.

　　Especially Wang Yi Er, the shock in his heart has not faded until now.

　　Just a few words on demand made him display the fourth order of the Seven Killing Orders of Gods and Ghosts. Wang Yier was very curious about Zhao Yi. At this time, he was eager to know how Zhao Yi would deal with this undead.

　　Seeing that the undead was getting closer and closer, the corner of Zhao Yi's mouth slowly raised an arc.

　　He put his hands behind his back, with a calm smile, as if he was a master outside the world, looking at the approaching undead like he was looking at his grandson.

　　This expression was seen by several people, and they were puzzled.

　　Seeing the enemy now, how could Zhao Yi still laugh?

　　The undead is getting closer and closer, and several people are anxious in their hearts. Until now, they still can't see any movement from Zhao Yi. Could it be that standing here can stop the undead?

　　Once the undead gets close to the corpse, wouldn't the efforts of several people be in vain?

　　However, just as the undead came to Zhao Yi and was about to pass through his body and enter the body, Zhao Yi suddenly moved.

　　I saw Zhao Yi suddenly raised his right hand, muttering something, and then the handprint of his right hand kept changing. The next second, in the sight of everyone's difference, Zhao Yi actually grabbed this incorporeal undead.

　　Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yi hid on the ground with a ruthless kick, and a ball of golden light quickly flashed outwards, showing a circular formation around Zhao Yi.

　　The Qimen are attached to the circular array.

　　The gate of life, the gate of death, the gate of view, the gate of shock, the gate of injury, the gate of closure, the gate of duress, the gate of opening.

　　The eight directions are constantly rotating rapidly around Zhao Yi, and the huge energy emanating from them makes the spirit of death feel fear in his heart.

　　This made it subconsciously speed up, wanting to quickly enter the body of the corpse.

　　However, even the undead didn't expect that Zhao Yi grabbed it so tightly that it couldn't move at all.

　　The undead was obviously puzzled, but it didn't give up, and rushed towards the corpse again, but everything was the same.

　　The Necromancer was very surprised, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from Zhao Yi's palm.

　　Obviously the corpse is close at hand, but why can't it be touched, like it is bound by something.

　　"From Jingmen, collect the Spiritual Forbidden Law!"

　　Following Zhao Yifa's remarks, the corpses that had just attacked fiercely fell to the ground in an instant, turning into motionless corpses again.

　　Almost at this moment, the many bones were all disintegrated and fell to the ground, turning into a pile of useless bones.

　　Everything happened too fast, the corpse tide that could not be beaten unexpectedly at the same time, Qi Qi lost his ability and fell to the ground motionless.

　　"ended?"

　　"I'm exhausted!"

　　This made everyone subconsciously look back to Zhao Yi's direction. When they saw the Necromancer struggling in front of Zhao Yi, everyone was very puzzled.

　　The undead, which clearly has no entity, seems to be bound by Zhao Yi's palm, and can never get out of this position.

　　This scene surprised several people. The undead, which several people could not stop, was caught in Zhao Yi's hands like this, unable to escape.

　　And those corpses controlled by the undead all fell down at the same time. It was obvious that the power of the undead could not act on the corpse at this moment.

　　With a puzzled look, Wang Ye and the others approached Zhao Yi:

　　"Director, what's going on?"

　　Zhao Yi gently pointed to the formation under his feet and said:

　　"The spirit-binding formation, as the name suggests, evolved from the thirty-six styles of Qimen Dunjia. All spirit bodies can be bound in it. Unless the formation disappears, they will never leave."

　　Wang Ye scratched his head suspiciously:

　　"Why have I never heard of this formation?"

　　Zhao Yi patted Wang Ye's shoulder indifferently:

　　"There are still more that you don't know. There are 37 thousands of Taoist methods. In theory, Qimen Dunjia has 37 billion changes. In theory, [-] billion formations can be derived. How can you know all of them? Woolen cloth?"

　　"In this world, no matter who it is, it is impossible to know all the spells and the changes of heaven, because there is no certainty!"

　　After saying that, Zhao Yi turned around and planned to observe the corpse in the coffin. At this moment, Wang Yier's voice came:

　　"Director Zhao..."

　　Zhao Yi stopped, Wang Yier calling him the director for the first time.

　　Zhao Yi turned his head slowly and looked at Wang Yier inquiringly.

　　And Wang Yi'er didn't hesitate at all, he immediately folded his fists and said:

　　"Thank you Director Zhao for your generous advice. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I still don't know the fourth order of the Seven Killing Orders of Gods and Ghosts, and I would even think it has been lost."

　　Zhao Yi waved his hand as if he didn't take it seriously:

　　"This is your technique originally, but you forgot, I just reminded me, you don't have to thank me."

　　After saying that, he turned around to observe the corpse and ignored him.

　　However, Wang Yi Er, who was puzzled, was left behind.

　　Zhao Yi's remarks just now made him unable to understand, and he always felt strange, but he couldn't explain it.

　　Zhang Qilin slowly came to Zhao Yi's side:

　　"Director, what about this undead?"

　　Zhao Yi walked towards the coffin without turning his head, clutching the undead that was still struggling desperately.

　　It seems to feel that the corpse is approaching, the undead is more active, and wants to sneak into the corpse.

　　As long as it enters the body of the hair zombie, it is safe.

　　However, in the next second, the undead suddenly felt that Zhao Yi's palm was loosened, and a powerful force pushed it out.

　　The direction of the push was exactly Mao Zong in the coffin.

　　This made the necromancer suddenly see hope, and jumped into Mao Zong's body with this force.

　　This scene made several people stunned.

　　They could see clearly that Zhao Yi took the initiative to throw the undead into Mao Zong's body.

　　"Director, this!"

　　Several people looked at Zhao Yi in amazement. Didn't they say that the undead could not be allowed to approach the coffin? Why did Zhao Yi take the initiative to throw the undead into Mao Zong's body.

　　Seeing this, Zhang Qilin quickly put the black gold ancient knife across the black years ago, and seemed to have seen the corpse become stiff.

　　Zhao Yi remained calm in response to everyone's doubts, and tapped Mao Zong's body with his fingers changing his handprint:

　　"The necromancer is born in Mao Zong, and will die in Mao Zong, otherwise this ability will never die.

　　I used the sealing technique to temporarily seal the undead in Mao Zong's body, and when I went back, I refined it in Mao Zong's body, so that it would be completely integrated with Mao Zong.In this way, it can no longer come out to do evil. "

　　Everyone was very worried about this Mao Zombie transformation, especially when they saw that after the undead entered Mao Zong's body, Mao Zong shook violently, as if he would wake up soon.

　　However, Zhao Yi tapped Mao Zong's body without any force, but Mao Zong returned to calm again and remained motionless.

　　This hand made several people admire it.

　　Such a method is something that everyone present knows that they cannot do it.

　　Zhao Yi looked at Mao Zong whose chest was slightly heaving and said:

　　"I have to bring it back to the game. I have my own way to destroy the spiritual energy. If I leave it here, once the hairy zombie wakes up, there will be no living creatures around for a hundred miles."

　　Wang Ye nodded when he heard the words, but he seemed to think of something in the next second. He frowned and looked at the body. After a few seconds, he raised his head and asked:

　　"Director, how should Mao Zong be transported back to the bureau?

　　This is in the depths of Pinnacle Mountain. There is no road at all, the car can't get up at all, and the helicopter is under the strong magnetism, and there is no way to land. "

　　Zhao Yi heard the words and looked at Wang Ye seriously:

　　"Don't be so troublesome, just take it back with you."

　　"Go back?"

　　Wang Ye was very surprised:

　　"It's a long way from Pinnacle Mountain to the bureau. We're already very tired when we walk back, and we have to carry it on our backs?"

　　Zhao Yi still shook his head:

　　"I mean, just let him go back by himself, no need to carry it."