I Am the Corpse Master

Then Bai Daochang said loudly to the villagers: "You guys take your children away. He used Taoism to control your children. If you don't believe me, try calling them."

The villagers listened to Bai Daochang's words. Although not many people believed it, some people still called out the child's name.

However, those children were like sculptures, standing upright one by one, not responding at all to the calls of their parents.

His plan was ruined again, and the black-faced god was grinding his teeth, but he couldn't deal with a Jiang Lin, and with a white priest, he was no longer an opponent.

"You can only use the Nether Chess Formation."

Since you can't win, it's better to play chess.

The black-faced god took a square chessboard from the Qiankun bag and placed it on the ground, twisted a copper coin in his hand, crushed it with a spell, and blew the copper powder on the chessboard, and a gust of wind suddenly blew around.

One by one, the villagers were blown down by the strong wind and rolled to one side. Only Jiang Lin and Daochang Bai were still standing there. Bai Ri and Dao Tian were like flags hanging on Bai Daochang’s arms.

"The situation has changed, and the sky has changed!"

The seal in the hand of the black-faced god changed, and the square chessboard shot out four beams, hitting Jiang Lin and the master and apprentice Bai Daochang.

It was only two blinks of an eye from the time when Hei-Mashen started casting spells. Jiang Lin focused on the array plate that Hei-Mashen took out. When he reacted, his body was already illuminated by light.

"Brother Dao, this is the Netherworld chess board, which is the Netherworld chessboard. It can be drawn as the magical world. He wants to play Netherworld chess with us."

Bai Daochang's tone was a little dignified. He didn't expect that the black-faced god had already comprehended the method to activate the nether chessboard.

Just as Bai Dao’s long words fell, lead clouds burst into the sky of the square, the wind was blowing, and a huge chessboard appeared on the ground.

"Heaven Lingling, Earth Lingling, one opens the door of the magic world, and the other borrows the power of the magic world."

The black-faced god spread his hands, and the little boy he controlled was suddenly enveloped by a cold light. These boys transformed into little zombies, jumped into the huge chessboard, and stood at the point.

"Black Moon, coffin fungus!"

"Master, doing this will drain the energy of these boys."

Heiyue held down the cloth bag around her waist, unwilling to hand over the coffin bacteria.

"I raised you so much that you didn't listen to Master's orders?"

The black-faced god raised his eyebrows and stared at the black moon, and the black moon could only throw out the jade box in the bag.

"Netherworld Formation Plate."

Jiang Lin frowned. This kind of magic weapon is a treasure of the same name as the Zhuge Family's Eight Arrays of Gods and Ghosts. At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, this kind of treasure often appeared on the battlefield, but it fell into the hands of Xuanxu Guanmen. .

Once pulled into the formation by the Netherworld Formation, if he cannot win with chess, he will be locked in the magical world.

"Brother, can you do anything?"

Bai Daochang frowned and could only ask Jiang Lin if there was a way to break the formation.

"It's just Netherworld chess."

Jiang Lin chuckled, the black-faced god knew that he was not his opponent, so he made this move and played chess with him.

You can't fight, you can't fight, you can't even play chess.

Jiang Lin looked at the black-faced god with a calm expression. Although he had never encountered the Netherworld chess formation, he had done some research in the Emei Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, so he still knew how to play against it.

Then he took out a stack of talisman paper, slid his fingernails on it, and cut into thirty-one human-shaped pieces of paper, which fell on various points on the array plate.

Real people are not enough, paper people come together!

"Tiangang is righteous, yin and yang borrow methods, ghost paper figures, subdue demons and subdue demons."

As Jiang Lin chanted the incantation, a crack appeared on the top of his head, and the black and white yin and yang forces rushed towards the paper figurines on the array plate.

These paper figures were filled with yin and yang, and gradually turned into three-dimensional.

Their outfits are very similar to the three hundred and three in Jiang Lin's family: they wear black melon rind caps, their faces are covered with white rouge, there are red circles on their cheeks, and they wear children's clothes from the Qing Dynasty.

Daochang Bai was stunned by Jiang Lin's action. Opening the yin and yang realm to attract the two qi of yin and yang was not an ordinary method. Some sects even had such a method only in the forbidden arts and forbidden arts.

It seems that they really do not necessarily lose this game.

Chapter [*] One trick is fresh, eat all over the sky

Covered by the Nether chess formation, unless he has the power to break the formation, he must follow the rules of the chess formation. Even if Jiang Lin is now fully capable of killing the Black Faced God, he will not do that.

If it is like Bai Daochang, the attack power cannot reach the perverted level, and attacking the black-faced god will only be counter-injured.

"Senior brother, you want to win me, I don't blame you, but if you do this, you will drain the vitality of those children. They are innocent."

Daoist Bai was still unwilling to let the black-faced god start the game. Jiang Lin was a paper figurine, but the black-faced god was a real person. In the game, he would absorb the vitality of children and even kill them.

"If you want to pretend to be a good person again, then play chess with me. If you win this game, you can save them."

The black-faced god turned a deaf ear to Daochang Bai's words. It took him more than ten years to understand the ghost chess formation. He didn't believe that Jiang Lin and Daochang Bai could defeat him.

However, he still underestimated Jiang Lin, the height that Jiang Lin is standing now is completely unmatched by him.

Since Jiang Lin returned from the monk era, he has systematically learned the cultivation methods of the Dharma-ending era. He has surpassed Jiu Shu in soft power. In addition, when he was in the microwave school, he has done enough to connect the ancient method and the modern method. , In today's world, even if there are a few more Celestial Masters, the heights that can be achieved are not comparable to Jiang Lin.

Even Master Chunhua, who has lost track of his cultivation and is at the peak of the Celestial Master, cannot compare with Jiang Lin in terms of knowledge.

"Since my senior brother is obsessed, Daoist brother, there is one less general, so let me join the battle."

Daoist Bai took the initiative to ask Ying, and the commander of Nether Chess must be taken by a living person, and he must also suffer the pain of yin or yang deprivation.

Jiang Lin was ready for the game, and Daoist Bai didn't want to stand.

"Please."

Jiang Lin himself needs to be the chess player. Bai Ri and Bai Tian are both scumbags, and Daoist Bai is the best choice.

Seeing that the opposite Bai Dao had grown into the commanding position, the black-faced god turned around and moved behind Hei Yue, smashed the jade box in his hand, and took half of the coffin fungus and slapped it on Hei Yue's back.

"Hehe Yin and Yang, Ye Ye Tian Fang, Nether Marshal, sit in the East, go!"

Heiyue was temporarily controlled by her master, turned over and jumped to the position of the Marshal of Nether Chess Yin Fang.

The remaining half of the coffin fungus was distributed to the remaining fifteen Yin Qi by the black-faced god.

Jiang Lin saw that Hei Mian Shen was so defeated, he really wanted to beat him up, a mass of coffin fungus of good quality was just wasted.

Shameful waste!

Jiang Lin decided to pass the treasure on Hei Mian Shen after the game, and take it away when it should be taken, so as not to waste resources.

With a seal in his hand, the yin fire and yang flames in Jiang Lin's body jumped out, just like lighting a candle. Once the flames passed, Bai Daochang and the paper figurines were all wrapped in flames, the inner yin fire and the outer yang flame.

"Is it a fire spirit body?"

Bai Daochang looked at Yang Yan on his body with a shocked expression on his face.

The power of this kind of yang flame is stronger than that of Samadhi True Fire.

"What about the fire spirit body? I don't believe that a dozen or so paper figurines can beat me?"

The black-faced god snorted, and then chanted a spell. In front of him, the little zombie who was Yinqi immediately formed a bat shape.

The fel bat Zhang Yi is facing a demonic barrier.

Although the ghost chess formation is called a chess formation, the game is not based on the way of chess.

The nine vertical lines on one side of the chessboard mean one country and nine states, and the five horizontal lines represent the five mountains, which are also the nine heavenly dragons and five earthly dragons in the Nine-Five-Zun. This ghostly chessboard is actually an early mountain and river formation.

The magical realm power of the many little zombies and the evil energy from the coffin fungus to the yin to the cold gathered a huge illusory bat in the sky, spreading its wings and rushing towards Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin stepped forward, pinched the Yang sword in his hand, the paper figures on the chessboard linked together, and the Yang flames on his body converged into one place, forming a vague small golden crow.

"Duh!"

The sharp beak of the small Golden Crow pecked forward, directly smashing the felbat into fragments of light and shadow.

The expression on Hei Mian Shen's face twitched, he didn't expect that Jiang Lin could really condense spiritual power to form a spirit formation.

"Hmph, it's just the first round."

With a sun wheel mark in his hand, the black-faced god controls the little zombie to change again.

The world power and evil power once again turned into a huge poisonous scorpion.

The scorpion is a poisonous creature with its tail swinging.

However, just after the magic scorpion crossed the boundary, the small golden crow grew a third leg, and the sharp beak pecked again.

With a "duh" sound, the illusory magic scorpion was pecked away again.

Jiang Lin maintained the posture of Yang Jianjue, quietly looking at the black-faced god, why did he make so many tricks, he was just a Golden Crow, he could do whatever he wanted.

Hei Mian Shen's face turned gloomy, his methods were broken again and again, and with a roar, Hei Mian Shen bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed forward, mobilizing all the spiritual power in his body.

Another huge phantom spider formed in midair, twice the size of the previous bats and spiders, and more solid.

"Poison spider spit out a web to cover the universe!"

With a loud shout, the black-faced god handprint pushed, and the phantom spider opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a sinister spider web.

"Wow!"

The three-legged Golden Crow fluttered forward, moved all three feet together, broke the web directly, flew to the front of the spider, dropped its beak, and pecked it into shavings.

Then the Golden Crow flew back, scattered into flames, and wrapped the White Daoist and the paper figurine again.

"Haha, one trick is fresh, and you can eat it all over the sky."

Day and Day laughed. Their uncles were both bats and spiders. They looked scary, but they couldn't be pecked.

Jiang Lin has only one big golden crow, even if the black-faced god condenses into an evil dragon, it pecks the same way.

It's just a trick to eat all over the sky.

"The whole army strikes and crushes them!"

The black face was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood. He had been studying the Nether Chessboard for so long. He thought that the victory was in his hands, but he didn't expect that it would not be enough to deal with Jiang Lin.

Fifteen little zombies jumped as far as a zhang, and pounced on the paper figurine opposite.

Because the little zombie controlled by the black-faced god had a living person to rely on, the paper figurines formed by the condensed yin and yang qi fell to the disadvantage for a while.

But after Jiang Lin poured out his own spiritual power and inner yang, these paper figurines regained the situation within a few breaths, and directly dispelled the magical power of the little zombie and the evil spirit of the coffin fungus. , to bring them back to the way they were.

"Marshal Nether, get up!"