The name of snail horns is the stupidest thing to do if you make small profits from the fly head and take advantage of your life.

Master Xuanqing obviously does not understand this principle.

The materials of the sword are far less precious than the blood coffin. However, the peach wood sword is the eye of the formation, and it is the most important thing. Once it is moved, the formation will be broken.

Sure enough, the blood coffin suddenly shook.

The ink dove line was shining, trying to trap the thousand-year-old zombie inside.

However, it was useless. With a bang, it was broken step by step.

Squeak...

Just like the friction of the ancient portal, the lid of the coffin slowly opened.

There was a dark hole inside, and a strong black air slowly drifted out.

Master Xuanqing frowned and angrily shouted: "Who is the monster? It's on hand!"

As he wished!

In the blood coffin, a zombie suddenly stood up straight.

In an instant, a strong wind blew.

The dark corpse gas was like dark clouds, surging and dispersing in all directions.

The zombies that had been removed from the heart of Xuanqing Tianshi were obviously stabbed and were now alive.

The ancient tomb is very large, and there are still zombies hidden in other stone chambers. There are more than 30 zombies. They all wake up. The worst one is a hundred years of Taoism, and the most powerful one is even three hundred years of Taoism.

The zombies jumped and surrounded the stone chamber.

Master Xuanqing was shocked, his face was ashes, and he exclaimed: "The corpse is raising corpses! It turns out to be a thousand-year-old zombie!"

He ran away without saying a word.

But where is it that simple.

The thousand-year-old zombie was sent from a distance with a sudden palm.

Suddenly, the dark corpse gas turned into an evil dragon, ten meters long, roared and controlled, and rushed towards Xuanqing Tianshi.

Master Xuanqing quickly bit his finger and applied blood to the copper coin sword. The spell in his mouth was as urgent as the law. He swung his sword to draw a picture of the Eight Trigrams, using the copper coin sword as the array eye to protect him.

But it's too much different.

Above the foundation building, there is the elixir. Above the elixir, there is the Nascent Soul. Above the Nascent Soul, there is the God Transformation.

This thousand-year-old zombie king would not be able to take it if he had no strong man with his ability to transform the gods.

Bang!

The evil dragon hits and then on the Bagua Formation diagram.

The copper coin sword was immediately broken and destroyed on the spot.

Master Xuanqing also vomited blood and flew backwards.

More than a dozen zombies were already pounced on him.

Master Xuanqing gritted his teeth, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he took out a talisman from his arms.

This talisman is different from ordinary talismans.

Ordinary talismans are yellow paper cinnabar.

This talisman is made of black paper and white ink. The ink is made of ashes and corpse oil, and the evil spirit is tremendous.

The talisman burned, and the flames dispersed in all directions. The zombies dared not approach them.

"Divine Movement Talisman!"

He took out two more talismans and put them on his legs. The time was almost at its peak. He escaped towards the entrance of the tomb like a gust of wind.

...

On the yacht, the wealthy businessmen in Jiangzhou were completely relieved by Liu Qiangbei's lobbying.

That’s right, Liu Qiangbei made many business decisions with a strong gambling mentality. But now it’s about human life and he can’t joke about his life and death.

The zombies in the ancient tomb under the water are all slightest.

Without danger, these businessmen and very successful businessmen are naturally the first consideration of interests.

Mr. Zhao smiled and said, "Come on, Brother Qiangbei, let's have a drink. Wait a minute, you must help me say good things in front of the living gods. I don't ask for anything else, just ask for a few talismans that can bring good luck to the peach blossoms. Money is not a problem."

Mr. Ma: "Old Zhao, you are so old that thing can still be used? I will be content with asking for two elixirs that can prolong my life. I have the confidence to expand my current industry three times."

"Brother Qiangbei, do you love money? Do you love beauty? What does he like? Please give me a clear idea. Are you planning to buy a catering group recently? Is the first round of financing my account?"

Liu Qiangbei laughed, suppressed his hand, and said, "Don't worry, everyone. I understand what you guys think. Since I called you to come, I didn't plan to hide it today. Everyone has the benefits. The old god is a little short of money recently. We just need to prepare enough money, get medicine, and get talismans. In addition, I am going to set up a chamber of commerce alliance. In this way, resources can be allocated together to avoid vicious competition from everyone. For specific plans, after the old god comes back from the clouds, we will hold a celebration banquet, and I will ask the secretary to give you the plan."

He is passionate, guides the country, and has a strong aura of strategizing and winning thousands of miles.

Unfortunately, the "old god" did not cooperate.

The old god came out, but it was not like a fog.

He showed his head from the water dozens of meters away. As soon as he shouted something, something caught by his feet, he sank down to the bottom of the water again.

Everyone looked at each other.

Master Xuanqing rushed out of the water again, this time using the dog-planing swimming magical power, swam desperately towards this side.

Liu Qiangbei was stunned for a moment and smiled, "Uh... Master Tian has returned from success. Look, how leisurely and comfortable the tour is! If he doesn't succeed, how could this be possible?"

Everyone smiled and nodded: "Yes, yes... The Heavenly Master has infinite magic power, how could he not deal with a few zombies?"

But how many fools are they?

Everyone's heart has already reached their throats.

The blind can tell whether Master Xuanqing is leisurely and comfortable.

It’s more about comforting yourself than compliments.

But there are idiots.

Master Xuanqing swam to the yacht, jumped up, but didn't jump up, but grabbed the lifebuoy outside the guardrail, leveraged the force, jumped onto the deck, staggered for two steps, and almost unstable.

A little model twisted her waist and walked forward to show off her charming style: "Old fairy, you are so agile. You are so old, you are better than a young man. So strong! People like it so much. Even the swimming posture is so cool."

Master Xuanqing's face was dark and slapped her in the air and rotated 720 degrees.

He was originally wearing a bright Taoist robe, and at this moment there were cracks everywhere, with at least twenty wounds on his chest, back, legs, face, and body.

The blood at the wound had turned black, and there was a rotten smell.

The copper coin sword has long disappeared.

The peach wood sword was not brought out either.

All the talismans on his body were used up.

The poison of the corpse entered his body and was even seriously injured by the Thousand-year-old Corpse King's palm. Now, even if Bai Er takes action, he can easily kill him.

Master Xuanqing shouted anxiously at Liu Qiangbei: "What are you doing when you are standing there? Hurry up! Drive the boat to the shore and leave here!"

Liu Qiangbei was confused: "Old god..."

Master Xuanqing was dark and cursed: "God, you uncle... don't talk nonsense if you don't want to die, hurry up!"

But it's too late.

On the dark night, the mountain wind whistles.

In Baishui Lake, more than forty zombies who have learned Taoism stretched out their hands, and were evil and cold, standing on the waves, surrounding the yacht.

Above the sky, ten miles in a radius, the sky was dim and the earth was dark. The rolling clouds blocked the bright moon and pressed down in darkness, as if you could touch it with your hand.

A thousand-year-old corpse was standing in the air, just a few meters above the yacht, with the storm behind it changing!

Master Xuanqing fell to the ground weakly, with a look of despair and murmured to himself: "Heaven will destroy me! God will destroy me! The blue and white spring, today, no one can save me..."
Chapter completed!