The Museum of Beasts (Museum of Deadly Beasts)

Lin Jin felt that now was the time for him to take action.

"Go!" He threw his hand, and the immortal binding rope flew out, and the speed was not slow at all to the sword light of Shang'er. In the blink of an eye, the immortal binding rope tied the zombie firmly, even though the zombie was also there. Resisting, even holding the Immortal Binding Rope to squeak for a while, but obviously, the Immortal Binding Rope is still as reliable as ever, trapping the zombie there.

"Sheng'er, cut it quickly!" Lin Jin immediately shouted.

At this time, neither himself nor Shuxiaolou's means of attack were sufficient, only the Ghost Spirit Sword of Shan'er had the strongest attack and killing ability.

She didn't need Lin Jin to remind her, she actually saw the opportunity. The Ghost Spirit Sword increased in speed and slashed at the neck of the zombie with the power of ten thousand pounds. The latter wanted to dodge and block, but was unable to move because of the immortal rope.

A loud bang.

The ghost sword slashed at the neck of the zombie, and directly slashed into one third of it.

Lin Jin took a look and saw that the secret path was indeed a weakness. Although it was not cut off all at once, it was indeed effective.

"Cut a few more times." Lin Jin shouted.

The magic of Shang'er changed, the Ghost Spirit Sword flew out, and it was slashed again after a rotation. This time, more than half of the zombie's neck was cut off.

"Break it for me!" Shen'er clenched her silver teeth tightly, urging all the demonic energy, and the Ghost Spirit Sword seemed to be held by an invisible big hand, infused with even greater power.

With a click, the zombie's neck snapped, and then rolled to the ground.

It worked!

Shan'er's Ghost Spirit Sword is indeed terrifying.

Lin Jin laughed even more proudly, but Shuxiaolou still had a calm expression at this time, and said, "Zombie things, whether they are beasts or human beings, are already immortal. It's fierce, but it can't kill it."

Perhaps to seal the words of the small building, the decapitated zombie over there still did not fall down, but continued to struggle, and a thick dead energy gushed out from the broken neck. These dead aura had even begun to erode the surrounding environment. , The painting circle of Shuxiaolou has the deepest influence here.

It's like a painting is stained with a mass of stains, and this mass of stains is slowly spreading, penetrating into the depths of the painting, and finally difficult to remove.

But now the bookstore has no choice.

In addition, the head of the zombie that was cut off also gave a strange smile at this time, and black air gushed from the place where the head was severed.

Obviously this thing can't make it work.

Shen'er immediately controlled the ghost sword to kill and block, but then, no matter how many times Shen'er chopped up the zombie's head, the head would recover under the envelope of black gas.

Just like Shuxiaolou said, zombies are immortal.

Lin Jin really wanted to use fire, but unfortunately this is the painting world.

The next moment, Lin Jin had an idea.

This zombie is powerful and can only be suppressed in the painting world of Shuxiaolou by relying on the power of Shuxiaolou, but if you get this head out alone, it shouldn't be a problem to burn it yourself.

Fire can purify everything.

In particular, Lin Jin's flame was almost the same as the real fire in the legendary immortal realm.

Immediately after talking to Shuxiaolou about the situation, the latter nodded in agreement, and saw that Shuxiaolou stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the zombie head that was flying over was sucked into it by a crack and disappeared.

Then she swept away again, and Lin Jin was also removed from the painting world.

The Qiankun Mo in Shuxiaolou was indeed powerful, and Lin Jin only felt that he was in an uninhabited field.

Not far away, the zombie head appeared out of thin air.

This is no longer a painting world, so Lin Jin can cast fire spells at will.

The head of the zombie has no sense, and it was removed at this moment, and its body could not be found, and it immediately made an angry and terrifying sound.

"Where is my body, where is my body!"

The words were vague, as if roaring and screaming, out of order.

While screaming, he rushed towards Lin Jin, and around the head, dense black air spread, and the surrounding vegetation immediately withered upon touching it. Even dead objects such as rocks immediately seemed to have been weathered for decades. Dirty and mottled.

Lin Jin secretly said that this zombie is really evil. Don't look at it, there is only one head left, but this head is very flexible, but it may not be able to hit when using spells.

"small fire!"

Lin Jin immediately changed his tactics and released a small fire to deal with it.

Xiaohuo is the body of the dharma body and the spirit of flame. It should be the aura of death that is not afraid of zombies. Let Xiaohuo fight with it and see how it turns out.

In an instant, a flame flew out and turned into a small fire. At this moment, the small fire did not turn into a giant wolf, but maintained its normal size, biting towards the head of the zombie, driving a flame, and the body was scorching hot. The anger has already swept over.

That zombie head is really afraid of fire.

At this moment, he opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of black blood, trying to extinguish the flames on Xiao Huo's body.

The black blood was extremely sticky and had a pungent stench. If it was a little sticky to ordinary people, it would be bad.

Even if Xiao Huo saw it, he tried his best to avoid it. After the zombie's head vomited all the black blood, he suddenly rushed over and bit the face of the zombie's head.

The sharp teeth were scorching like red-hot iron nails, and even a stone could be bitten into pieces in an instant, but the zombie's head was obviously harder, and the sharp teeth only pierced a little dark gray skin, but Xiao Huo's attack was obviously more than that.

Boom!

A cloud of flames spewed from the small flame.

This group of flames is mixed with the power of three kinds of flames, and the sparks that splash out will burn the surrounding into a mess, and there is a sea of ​​fire within a hundred meters.

Lin Jin was standing 100 meters away, watching all this.

It's good to have a pet. If you really encounter a difficult opponent, it is enough to use a pet. You can save yourself to fight, which is much safer.

At this moment, another cloud of black gas burst into the sky, but it was quickly suppressed by a more ferocious flame and slowly dissipated invisible.

"ended?"

Lin Jin could vaguely see that this fight had come to an end.

Xiaohuo is not what it used to be, the leader among the fifth-order beasts, and the attribute of flame naturally restrains the corpse aura of zombies, and it is not a whole zombie, just a head, so from the beginning, Lin Jin did not think that What can go wrong.

It's hard work, but the results don't change.

That's it now.

Lin Jin stepped into the fire, where smoke was everywhere, the ground was scorched black, and there were sparks and flames in many places around.

Where the small fire was, the surface of the ground had already been burned and re-cooled, so stepping on it was like stepping on glass, and there were crackling sounds everywhere.

Look at the small fire again, bite the skull remaining in the mouth directly, and then swallow it.

ate.

However, before eating, Lin Jin could see clearly, the zombie's head was only a burnt skull, and the skull was also incomplete. If it was bitten by a small fire and swallowed, nothing would die. , it's all over.