Tomb robbing: The survivors of the ruins will live forever from Pingshan

In my mind, I subconsciously recalled that day at Baiyan Cave.

The Great Witch of Xianbei I met.

She also summoned a phantom out of thin air at that time.

There is an indescribable similarity to the methods of the old man in front of me.

There are countless people who practice witchcraft in this world.

Guanshan Taibao and Jiuyou General.

Miaojiang witchcraft.

Even the head-lowering technique practiced in the South China Sea.

Almost always.

but……

Yang Fang has the magic spell in hand.

Don't worry too much.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhao let out a breath and turned to look at the corpse commander who was walking towards him.

The corpse group.

It sounds weird.

But he was from the Longhu Mountain Dao Sect.

But the method used is similar to Maoshan.

All his abilities lie in the word "dead body".

"Boy, I admit that I did make a mistake."

"You're pretty good at it."

"But...that's it."

The corpse commander wearing a bronze mask spoke like a knife sharpening a stone.

It sounded indescribably harsh.

but.

Hear this.

Chen Zhao just smiled coldly.

"Is there so much nonsense in the Jushi lineage?"

"You don't have to use your words, I just ask you not to leave any last wishes before you die."

than before.

The current commander of the corpse is indeed much calmer.

He didn't mean to be offended at all.

He just shook his head, with a hint of chill in his tone.

"I think so too."

"After all, if you die, the inheritance of the Gushi lineage will be cut off, right?"

"court death!"

This sentence seemed to touch upon his sadness.

The commander of the corpse shouted angrily.

Simultaneously.

Reach out.

In an instant.

The dead corpses all over the yard stood up one by one under his corpse refining method.

Although the figure is shaking.

But the aura of death and evil all over his body was extremely shocking.

"Boy, how many kills can you kill alone?"

"go with!"

Gu Shitong drank coldly from his mouth.

The eyes of all the dead bodies suddenly fell on Chen Zhao.

Grinning, eyes blood red.

It's like a zombie siege.

They rushed towards him desperately.

"This……"

Yang Fang was already fighting with the old man.

I caught this scene out of the corner of my eye.

His face turned cold.

Although he has been searching for the Kusi lineage for many years.

But he didn't even expect that the methods of these guys who hide their heads and tails would be so terrifying.

He can actually use the dead to his advantage.

Wouldn’t that be endless?

Think of this.

Yang Fang felt a rare intention to retreat.

only……

Before he could think about it.

A palm like a dead tree suddenly protruded from his chest.

If it weren't for the quick response.

I'm afraid my chest will be pierced.

"???????Selling money???奥襥???

The old man glanced at him sadly.

See this situation.

Yang Fang no longer dared to think wildly.

He muttered silently, asking Chen Zhao to take more care.

Then he brought up the magic whip and continued to bully himself into killing.

It was completely different from his expression.

Chen Zhao at this moment.

He glanced at the dead bodies around him.

But he couldn't help laughing.

"Just this little method?"

"Enough to kill you is..."

Although I don’t know where Chen Zhao’s confidence comes from.

The commander of the dead body felt bad.

But at the moment, he is still pretending to be calm.

But he didn't finish his sentence.

When he saw Chen Zhao, his eyes suddenly changed. A golden light appeared deep in the originally clear and dark eyes.

Simultaneously.

The blood and energy in his body.

All taken away instantly.

It turned into a mighty Taoist Qi.

"town!"

With a light drink in the mouth.

In an instant.

Countless rays of golden light appeared out of thin air, like a golden rain falling.

boom!

Golden threads exploded, shaped like streams of light.

It is accurately reflected between the eyebrows of each corpse.

In the end, it condensed into an ever-circulating word "zhen".

The body that was still full of death and sinister as a ghost seemed to have been pressed on the pause button.

Without exception.

All were nailed to the spot.

The death energy in his body was also suppressed and sealed.

"This……"

"This is Taoist magic!"