Seeing that the tomb was collapsed by himself, Zi Jing threw out a few forbidden charms and slapped them on the zombie, and then stretched out his hand like a claw, took an object in the air, and used a retreat technique to directly catch it.
Thrown to the ground, illuminated by the blazing sun, he suddenly let out a terrible roar, and his body curled up in pain, making people's hearts hairy.
"Why, why do you want to hurt me, I have no grudge against you, why do you hurt me" Zi Jing used the forbidden charm to control the other party to cast unspells, but she couldn't stop the other party from repairing her body with the Force, and from the time she took the other party out of the tomb, the zombie had once again regained the image of a beautiful man in white clothes.
Coupled with his screaming that was like a control, people couldn't help but feel compassion when they heard it.
Even the villagers of the original owner seemed to feel harmless when they saw this white-clothed zombie, and their faces couldn't help but show sympathy.
"What kind of mistake did Qing'er make, you want to put her to death, all of you are indifferent executioners, you all deserve to die" Hey, Zi Jing thought it was right before, this thing was really a combination of a zombie and that girl.
I've seen a lot of people who want everyone in the world to die and should be buried for him, and this time it doesn't sound surprising.
If it weren't for the means he had prepared before, he would have taken it this time, and the corpse poison in his mouth was about to spew out, and these ordinary Baixin begged him for mercy Will he be soft in the village of tens of thousands of people, and now there are less than a thousand left, and he is embarrassed to say "What kind of mistake has been made".
She didn't bother to listen to this thing, she harmed tens of thousands of living beings, and talked to herself about the question of "why".
Without hesitation, he played the Wind Blade Technique, and directly cut it into slag.
Then he used the Gang Thunder Technique and the Flame Talisman to bombard it in turn, and it completely killed its vitality.
Zombies absorb the life force of so many people, which is equivalent to having the life force of so many people.
On the surface, it seems that he was seriously injured by Ziqing, but his stiff yuan was not destroyed, even if his limbs were cut off, he could grow quickly.
Just like just now, when I brought him back to the surface from the ground, I completely rejuvenated myself and began to win sympathy there.
In her heart, she disagreed with them casually sacrificing a little girl's life to feed zombies, but this zombie killed 10,000 times more human lives, could this not satisfy his desire for revenge so much, what if he became a corpse fairy, even if he stayed, it would be a scourge Just when the dust settled, Ziqing heard a string of tinkling sounds in the sea, and there were at least a dozen or so spirits of faith in the big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate.
Ziqing was in a good mood, and in order to avoid similar things from happening in the future, he shook those feng shui treasures to dissipate his anger.
The whole village was grateful, and it was the hospitality of good wine and food, and countless gifts were presented.
At this moment, a Taoist came in a hurry with the skill of imp handling, and he first went to see the location of the zombie, and everything was reduced to ashes.
When I returned to the village, I saw two women in fluttering clothes, one red and one white, being entertained by the stars and the moon.
Secretly, they are the rumored Demon Twin Stars, but I didn't expect that there really were two brushes.
He glared viciously, then drove the imp into the mountains and forests, and took out a palm-sized idol from his bosom, muttering something in his mouth, and then pointed his finger at the center of the idol's eyebrows.
And he passed the message of this place to his master.
Zi Jing paused for the wine glass that was on his lips, as if he had a feeling, and his divine sense hurriedly followed it, and then a light smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his head slightly to sip the wine in the glass.
Running a few places in a day, it's all ordinary imps or spirits, and it's done in a while.
Those ordinary Taoist priests all use the skill of carrying ghosts, why can't she directly use the art of controlling the sky, a thousand miles away must be reached in a moment.
In a month, the footprints of the two stepped on all the streets and alleys of the Great Central Plains.
Don't manage the Fa and several sects to take them as a thorn in their side, without him, Ziqing has done too much, she won't talk about getting rid of those ghosts, and even destroying those feng shui treasures, this is simply throwing their jobs, is it unbearable.
So they joined forces to wipe her out of the ranks of demon slayers, but the combined strength of all of them was not enough for Ziqing, and they were not fooled at all when they used various traps, just when they were at a loss, the black magic brake between the underworld and the human world escaped from the underground, and trapped Ziqing in the Thousand Blades Mountain with the Ten Thousand Ghost Rakshasas.
The Black Rakshasa was exactly what she sensed in her divine sense that day, but it was magnified a thousand times.
It is more than a foot high, with a hideous face and a black mist on his body.
Ziqing had always suspected that it was no coincidence that the rivers and lakes were killing each other for a certain secret book and a certain treasure, or a certain red alchemy technique in the previous demonic dispute, and the cultivation of zombie spirits all over the country.
Everything is man-made, and someone is behind the scenes.
She doesn't have so much spare time to find out who is behind these scenes, but as long as she clears away all the filth in the human world, and there is no soil for them to breed, they will not be able to profit from here, and they will naturally come to settle accounts with themselves.
The Black Rakshasa voice like thunder exploded above Ziqing's head, "It turns out that you broke my good deeds, and it is just right for you to help me collect those faith powers, now take your life."
"Hmph, it's you who took the life, I really thought I was accidentally chased and intercepted here by you" Zi Jing sneered sarcastically.
"It doesn't matter if you're not careful, I'm going to kill you today" The black mist on the black rakshasa rolled out, and there seemed to be countless resentful spirits roaring and struggling inside, full of killing and bloodthirsty desires Although Ziqing had made complete preparations, he was still frightened.
Kozuka, on The small mound was already lonely and moldy in the Ziqing dantian, and this time when he came out of the mountain, he suddenly let out a clear groan and rushed up happily.
Before all the evil spirits in the black mist could exert their instincts, they were swallowed up by Kozuka like a whale.
All of the Black Rakshasa strength comes from these souls that he intercepted between the human world and the underworld, and then cultivated them into evil spirits like raising Gu.
Unexpectedly, this time he had just been sacrificed, and he was broken by the other party, as if he had cut off his right arm, and he was shocked, and what was even more painful was that he also attracted a certain backlash.
"You, who are you, could it be that the people above sent you" The Black Rakshasa hurriedly stepped back and set up the black gold ghost shield, with great anger in fear.
"Above" Ziqing raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, not admitting or denying it.
Ji Ji smiled: "Hehe, it seems that you know too much, that's why you should die" t1706231537: