The Museum of Beasts (Museum of Deadly Beasts)

Lin Jin has practiced until now, and what he has seen and heard is far superior to others. Even a demon cultivator like Tiger Daoist who has lived for hundreds of years, may not be stronger than Lin Jin in terms of knowledge.

Now the corpse aura in Hudao Zhe's body is obviously a little unusual.

The power is too strong, it doesn't look like the breath of a dying person at all.

In an instant, a thought popped up in Lin Jin's heart. Could it be that the corpse practitioner did this on purpose, and the tiger leader devoured it?

After all, the Tiger Daoist and the Corpse Daoist used to be brothers and sisters. They should be familiar with each other's supernatural powers and techniques.

Of course the corpse is an exception.

The other party must have concealed something, but it must have a very good understanding of the Tiger Daoist, just like the Tiger Daoist who directly devours foreign objects and enters the body to refine the magical power, it should also be clear.

In the end, the corpse practitioner might have no chance of winning, and deliberately led the tiger practitioner to use this magical power to devour it.

These are all possibilities that Lin Jin suddenly thought of. Now, it seems that there is no such possibility. After all, the corpse aura in the body of the Tiger Daoist is too tyrannical.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is extremely difficult to resist this corpse qi if you rely on Tiger Dao practitioners alone, and nine out of ten you will not be able to resist it.

But if this is the conspiracy of the corpse practitioners, then the corpse practitioners have deep calculations, but they are a hundred secrets.

It did not expect the forest to end.

Or the 'curator', let alone the power of the casting body refining needle.

This is where the corpse is negligent.

At this moment, Lin Jin also stabbed the Thunder Fire Needle into the Hudao Zhan's body, and together they surrounded and suppressed the raging corpse aura. Under the divine needle, the corpse aura was finally forced to the Hudao Zhan's right arm bit by bit.

It's like being surrounded and suppressed by an army, fighting and retreating, but in the face of a more powerful enemy, it has no ability to deal with it, and can only keep retreating and retreating.

Lin could feel the unwillingness of this corpse aura, as well as the anger and... fear mixed in it!

Sure enough!

Lin Jin could see that this corpse aura was deliberately done by the corpse practitioners. The tiger practitioners themselves are brave, and the inner refining method is also brilliant, but the hidden places of the corpse practitioners can be said to be dangerous and dangerous. Corpse Qi is corroded, no matter how powerful the Tiger Daoist's internal refining method is, it can be restrained directly.

But if the casting body refining needle is added, it will be different.

Under the Spirit Refinement Needle, the corpse gas was constantly oppressed and retreated. The Tiger Daoist obviously also noticed this, and he was naturally happy to have such reinforcements.

At the moment, he used the inner refining method, and together with the divine refining needle, he drove the corpse qi to his right arm.

The corpse gas is terrifying, it cannot be refined and eliminated at all, it can only be driven away.

Of course, this kind of terrifying corpse gas cannot stay in some vital organs, and the internal organs cannot contain it, otherwise, it is a chronic poison to the Tiger Dao practitioners, and will be corroded by the corpse gas sooner or later.

The head is not good, so it can only be the limbs that are not so deadly.

According to Lin Jin's intention, it was to force all the corpse qi into his right arm, and then try to force the corpse qi out of the body. After all, since it is difficult to refine, it can only be forced out.

At that time, when the corpse gas comes out of the body, it will be burned directly by the dragon fire.

Perhaps the corpse aura also knows this very well. Once forced out of the Tiger Way, there is only one way to die, so he is extremely tenacious at the moment. The corpse just doesn't go away.

For a while, it was stuck here.

It was visible to the naked eye, and it could be seen that the right arm of Hudao was full of black gas, as if it had been coated with a layer of black dye. The muscles on the top are knotted, and it seems that there are countless small insects digging on it.

Lin Jin frowned.

This situation is obviously not good. This corpse aura is too difficult to deal with. The Tiger Daoist can also see this. The latter is a big man with steamed bread and gritted his teeth: "The curator, cut off my right arm."

Hu Daoist wants to cut off his arms to survive, or, in other words, to kill corpse Daoist, that's the only way.

"I chopped off my right arm in a while, and then burned it directly." Hu Daoist had a stern look in his eyes. Obviously, he also knew that this corpse gas had to be eliminated, otherwise there would be endless troubles. If it couldn't be eliminated, it would corrode the flesh sooner or later. .

At present, there is no way to force the corpse gas out, so the strong man can only break his arm, and there is no second way.

On the other hand, Lin Jin asked Hu Dao practitioners to stay calm.

The golden-winged demon over there can contain the blood ancestor clone, so they have no other pressure here, at least this gives Lin a little time to think about countermeasures.

Cutting off the arm and then burning it with a special technique can really eliminate this corpse qi completely. Once the corpse qi is extinguished, the corpse Taoist will no longer exist.

This is the safest way, and it seems to be the only way.

But Lin Jin felt that the arm of the Tiger Daoist would definitely not be able to be found, and now most of the Tiger Daoist's qi and blood power was concentrated in the right arm. If it was cut off, the Tiger Daoist would lose a hundred years of Taoism out of thin air.

Can be guaranteed.

At this time, Lin Jin thought of one thing, the blessing of the fire spirit aura can always drive away the corpse qi easily, and in this case, why can't he use the spirit refining needle to set up a barrier to forever block the corpse qi on the right. on the arm?

It's not difficult.

As soon as he thought of it, Lin Jin immediately manipulated the Divine Refinement Needle to completely seal the right arm of the Tiger Daoist by blocking it. In this way, the corpse qi had no way out.

That's not enough.

It is to seal the corpse gas, but it can't let the corpse gas continue to corrode the right arm. At least the control of this arm must be in the hands of the Hudao practitioners.

Lin Jin immediately took out some materials and directly sprayed the dragon fire to temper it.

It is no exaggeration to say that Lin Jin's dragon fire technique is the pinnacle. When the flame passes, all kinds of materials turn into suspended liquids. Refine the meridians in the right arm.

This is the essence of casting magic needles. Not only can it be repaired, but it can also be cast out of thin air. As soon as this special fire pulse comes out, on the originally dark right arm, the naked eye can see a faint scorching flame-like vein, and it was looming at first. , and it was already clearly discernible later, which made a scorching hot gushing out of the entire right arm.

Hu Dao practitioners were also dumbfounded. In fact, when Lin Jin banned his entire right arm, Hu Dao practitioners could no longer feel the sensation of his right arm, until Lin Jin recast the flame meridian, which made Hu Dao practitioners feel anew. ' to the right arm.

Only this time it feels very strange.

That is, although the Hudao person can control this arm, but there is no other feeling, such as pain, the Hudao person clenched the fist of his right hand, and a corpse aura permeated out.

"What a powerful force!" Tiger Daoist himself was startled.

At the same time, the fire pulse of the right arm showed a scorching light, and the mourning of the corpse practitioners could be vaguely heard. The next moment, Tiger Daoist moved in his heart, raised his right hand and attacked with his claws.

A mountain peak a hundred feet away shattered in response.

Not only that, the zombie dragon beast who had been fighting with Xiaohuo also stopped at this time, as if it was waiting for an order, the huge dragon body quickly swam to the tiger path.

Hu Dao Zhe and Lin Jin were both startled, but soon discovered that the zombie dragon beast had lost its initial murderous aura, and it seemed that Hu Dao Zhe actually regarded Hu Dao Zhe as its master.

Lin Jin immediately used the silver needle to identify the beast again.

Sure enough, there were some changes in the identification results of the zombie dragon beast at this time.

The owner of the blood pact became a Tiger Daoist.