The Museum of Beasts (Museum of Deadly Beasts)

Without the obstruction of corpse air, even if the body of the Tiger Daoist is severely damaged, it can recover in a short time. It is clearly written in the Daojun Tianshu that the body of the Tiger Daoist is the strongest among the six beasts. Jun Du said that, it must be true, and besides being able to be tortured by terrifying corpse aura for hundreds of years and able to resist hard, the Tiger Daoist can really be called the strongest fleshly body.

For the time being, Ignoring the Tiger Daoist, Lin Jin focused his attention on the headless zombie at this time.

The corpse qi that was forced out naturally rushed to the arm of the headless zombie. At this moment, two different corpse qi were fighting frantically and devouring each other.

However, neither side is weak, so this fight is obviously caught in some kind of fierce battle, and no one can do anything about it.

Lin Jin was watching nervously from the side. He wanted to make sure that this matter was carried out according to his script and that no other mistakes could be made. Otherwise, once it got out of control, the first one to suffer would be Shuxiaolou.

At this moment, the corpse aura on the headless zombie soared, and it seemed that it was stimulated by the corpse-refining energy of the eclipse, so the originally suppressed power also loosened and began to move violently.

Even the headless zombie is struggling, trying to get rid of the suppression of the Demon Sealing Sword.

The situation is not good.

Lin Jin could see it clearly. At this time, the headless zombies had the upper hand. This situation was obviously not what Lin Jin hoped to happen. If the Qi Immortal Refining Qi couldn't suppress the headless zombies, it would even allow the headless zombies to resist the Demon Sealing Sword. , the next situation will be troublesome.

Fortunately, Lin was well prepared.

He pointed the needle and stabbed the headless zombie's body through many large holes, borrowed the casting body to refine the magic needle, and suppressed the headless zombie together. In addition, Lin Jin saw the opportunity, and dashed towards him in a flash. Throw the demon pill into the mouth of the headless zombie's belly.

It doesn't matter whether the top is good or not, there is no harm in trying it.

What Lin Jin wants now is to be sure, and he even has a plan to take this opportunity to completely suppress or even control the headless zombie.

In this way, the painting world of Shuxiaolou can no longer be eroded.

At this moment, the headless zombies were attacked from all directions, and the corpse aura that was crazy and restless gradually weakened, and began to form a certain balance with each other as Lin Jin had expected before.

At this time, the Eclipse Refining Corpse Qi may have wanted to chase and attack the headless zombie completely, but the silver needles left in the zombie's body started to move, releasing the zombie corpse energy. At this time, the Eclipse Immortal Refining Qi Qi Also helpless.

Equilibrium is formed.

It's a bit like building a tower by stacking blocks. Go up one by one to ensure balance and stability. When the last block is put on top, the tower can be maintained, and that's it.

Now Lin Jin is doing the same thing.

It seems very simple, but in fact it requires extremely powerful magical means, and it takes time. After the headless zombie fell into a deep sleep again and the corpse aura stopped spreading, Lin Jin realized that several hours had passed, and he himself Sweat profusely.

Manipulating the silver needle is also extremely exhausting.

Fortunately, things were temporarily suppressed.

This result is quite good. It solved the trouble of refining the corpse qi of the eclipse, and also used the eclipse to refine the corpse gas to further suppress the headless zombie. The slow spread of the corpse qi before was also controlled at this time.

But Lin Jin was still a little dissatisfied.

Because he found that the demon lock pill he stuffed into the headless zombie's stomach didn't seem to come in handy.

It can only be said that headless zombies are different from ordinary monsters.

The corpse aura around him, which was like black pulp, had also stopped, but it had spread over a thousand feet before. It was always a huge hidden danger that these things could not be eliminated, but at the moment, Lin Jin had no other better way. For the time being, wait until you find a way to deal with it.

The matter was resolved, and the Hudao felt the strongest.

After all, the corpse qi that had tormented him for hundreds of years was gone, the whole body was much more relaxed, and the original pain that had tormented him all the time disappeared. It's called being refreshed.

"Brother Lin!" Tiger Daoist stepped forward at this time and bowed.

This kind of great kindness, the Hudao person is nothing but a big gift, but Lin Jin hurriedly helped the Hudao person to comfort a few words. In this way, the upright Hudao person admired even more, and the friendship naturally deepened. a layer.

At this time, Lin Jin raised his head and glanced at Shuxiaolou. The latter understood, and with a wave of his hand, he completely closed the painting world on this floor.

Naturally, Lin Jin also took the Tiger Daoist to thank Shuxiaolou, who also accepted it calmly.

She has always paid the most. After all, things like headless zombies are sealed in her painting world. You don't need to ask them to know that they have a great impact on her painting world.

It's just that Shuxiaolou never said that.

Lin Jin knew her temperament. If it was an insignificant matter, she might hype it up, and then came here to ask for credit or even complain about her temperament.

But if it's a really serious matter, she won't say a word, she'll take it down silently.

Lin Jin knew Shuxiaolou.

It's like Shuxiaolou knows him.

One second, Shuxiaolou seemed to be still angry because of something, but the next second, she seemed to have made a new discovery, and the previous anger was instantly forgotten.

"Lin Jin, what's the one hanging on your waist?" Shu Xiaolou stared at the Qingfeng Demon Sword on Lin Jin's waist, with a look of excitement when he found something good.

Lin Jin hurriedly took down the Qingfeng Demon Sword. He originally planned to find time to ask Shuxiaolou for advice. After all, Shuxiaolou, a painting spirit, must know the world's monsters better than himself.

"This is a sword that has become refined. You can take a look at Shuxiaolou." Lin Jin handed it over, and the latter reached out and took it, without the slightest embarrassment.

"Really, Sword Spirit, rare, rare!" Shuxiaolou smiled, and at this moment, it was like returning to the days of the old academy's Peach Blossom Residence.

The Tiger Daoist on the side tried to interrupt several times, but finally held back.

He looked at this sword, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. In the end, he was stunned. He secretly thought in his heart, isn't this the owner of the Qingfeng Banner in Batu Caves?

This point, Hu Daoist also admires endlessly, to know that he can't do it.

Shuxiaolou looked left and right with the sword, trying to draw it out, but no matter how much she drew it, the sword could not come out of the scabbard even a tiny bit, like it was welded to the scabbard.

"Forget it, this sword spirit has been recognized as the master, I can't pull it out, but this sword must have a lot of background, the sword spirit above is mellow, and its spirit is probably much older than me." Shu Xiaolou said Such a sentence.

Lin Jin's heart skipped a beat after hearing this.

If someone else said this, Lin would take it seriously as much as possible, but what came out of Shuxiaolou's mouth would have to be taken seriously.