On the street, which was guarded by the Heavenly King's Golden Gang Formation, Chen Jing and the other three were walking on it, with people coming and going in an endless stream.

There are mortals, monks, monsters that have lost their freedom, and zombies.

"The imprisoned souls set off, strangers avoid..."

In the distance, a very penetrating sound came from the front.

The mortals on the street hurriedly dispersed, and soon the originally bustling street became empty.

Only a few monks were still standing on the street, staring with interest at the corner of the wall not far away that blocked their view, as if they were expecting something...

Not long after, a young monk wearing black Taoist uniform appeared in the sight of Chen Jing and the others. His cultivation level was probably at the seventh or eighth level of the Qi Refining Stage.

The monk held up a strangely shaped soul-inducing lamp, and faint spiritual fluctuations rippled out from the light and spread behind him.

"The imprisoned souls set off, strangers avoid..."

The Taoist priest shouted again, and at the same time, a handful of yellow talisman papers were thrown into the air by the Taoist priest. As soon as these talisman papers left his hand, spiritual energy surged out one after another, and finally disappeared into the void, causing a looming corridor to appear.

In the eyes of everyone.

In the corridor is a zombie team with no end visible at a glance. The teams are arranged in two lines. There are purple-haired zombies and white-haired zombies, but the most common ones are ordinary zombies that have not yet grown hair.

After a cursory sweep with the dust mirror, there were hundreds of zombies in total, and each zombie had a special corpse-suppressing talisman from the Zombie Suppression Sect on its forehead.

Their arms are stretched out, and their fangs are turned outwards. If a mortal sees them, they will definitely be so frightened that they will be unable to sleep for several nights.

"Jingle Bell……"

"Jingle Bell……"

The crisp bell sounded after the Taoist priest who opened the way finished speaking. It turned out to be two other Taoist priests guarding the corridor. They each held a corpse-controlling bell and swayed rhythmically.

Whenever the bell rings, the zombies in the team who are struggling fiercely to escape the control of the zombie talisman will instantly calm down.

When the team came closer, Chen Jing discovered that the transparent tunnel that shrouded the zombie team had the effect of isolating the corpse energy. Presumably, he was afraid that the corpse energy would spread out and affect the magnetic field of the heaven and earth!

After the zombie team danced in front of a few people for half a quarter of an hour, the end of the team slowly appeared in the distance. At the end of the team, there was actually a Taoist priest.

As a result, there are four corpse exterminators transporting this batch of zombies, which shows that the Zombie Suppression Sect attaches great importance to this batch of zombies.

The Taoist priest at the end looks older, middle-aged, with a mature look on his face.

Among the four corpse chasers, the last one is undoubtedly the one with the highest cultivation level and has reached the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Stage.

However, Chen Jing discovered that this person seemed to know Jiang Yitian.

I saw him grinning from afar, saluting Jiang Yitian, and said with a smile: "Senior Jiang, we meet again!"

Jiang Yitian simply returned the gift and said calmly: "If I read correctly, most of these zombies were captured by fellow Taoist Li Guanghan, right?"

The middle-aged monk smiled and replied: "Senior Jiang's eyes are as bright as a torch. It is true that these zombies were captured because of Uncle Li's contribution. It's just that I don't know where Uncle Li has gone. There is no news about him for so long!"

The middle-aged monk paused and continued:

"But in order to prevent the corpse gas from spreading and affecting the magnetic field energy of the Heavenly King's Golden Gang Formation, we have to drive away these zombies first! We can only wait for Master Li on the way back to the sect. If Master Li is still missing, we will not be able to say what the future will be like.

The big credit is that it makes a few of us cheaper! Haha!"

Jiang Yitian smiled helplessly, waved his hand, and motioned for him to get on his way quickly.

The middle-aged monk clasped his fists and said goodbye, hanging at the end of the zombie team, and headed towards the gate of the formation.

Because of Li Guanghan's lesson, Chen Jing never took action against these corpse chasers again.

"This group of guys is really weird. Only four people can control so many zombies." Qin Xian couldn't help but said while looking at the zombie team that was gradually blurring.

"The Corpse Suppression Sect is an expert at playing with corpses by controlling corpses. It's not surprising that they have such methods." Jiang Yitian knew that Qin Xian didn't know much about the world of cultivation, so he added, "This is just their

We are just outer disciples, but if we meet those inner disciples carrying coffins, their methods will be breathtaking!"

"Carrying a coffin? Why do they carry a coffin?" Qin Xian didn't understand.

Jiang Yitian was also very patient and said: "Let me tell you about this corpse-suppressing sect. After that, you will know why they carry coffins!"

Qin Xian naturally had no objection.

"Among the disciples of the Corpse Suppression Sect, there are differences between inner disciples and outer disciples, but whether they are inner disciples or outer disciples, they all have a corpse puppet."

"To put it bluntly, the natal corpse puppet is actually a zombie, but the spirituality of this kind of zombie is much higher than that of ordinary zombies. The reason is actually because the natal corpse puppet contains half of the soul and consciousness of its owner."

"From a certain point of view, the natal corpse puppet is a clone of the disciples of the Corpse Suppression Sect, so even if Li Guanghan's body is destroyed, he can still use his corpse to revive his soul!"

"In addition, their natal corpse puppets can also practice independently. The Corpse Suppression Sect has a large number of corpse cultivation techniques for its disciples to choose from. Of course, this is not free and can be exchanged for contribution points!"

"When it comes to the cultivation of the natal corpse puppet, we have to mention the coffin and the corpse bag..."

"Body bag?"

Because it was the first time Qin Xian heard this name, he accidentally interrupted Jiang Yitian's explanation, but when the latter rolled his eyes, he immediately shut his mouth and listened to Jiang Yitian's explanation as he walked.

"The coffin and the body bag are actually the magical tools used by the disciples of the Corpse Suppression Sect to store their own corpses. The inner disciples use the coffin, and the outer disciples use the body bag."

"To talk about the effectiveness of the two, the coffin is definitely better than the body bag. This is not only because the quality of the coffin is higher than the body bag, but also because each coffin is engraved with a Yin gathering magic circle. With

This magic circle allows them to practice with their natal corpses lying in it, so they can get twice the result with half the effort!"

"Because they need to gather the yin energy of heaven and earth for their natal corpses to practice, their coffins are usually not put away! Instead, they are always carried with them!"

"Over time, the coffin has become a symbol of the inner disciples of the Corpse Suppression Sect. In addition, the coffin is also their natal magic weapon. If they disagree, they will pick up the coffin board and hit people with it! Not to mention how exciting it looks!"

After listening to Jiang Yitian's explanation of his enemy, Qin Xian fell silent. The weirder and more powerful the opponent is, the harder it will be for him to take revenge!

Chen Jing looked at Jiang Tiantian with some surprise. He didn't expect that the latter was actually a talker.

He couldn't believe that he could connect such complicated things and explain them clearly and logically if he wasn't a veteran talker for ten or eight years.

While several people were talking, the sounds of chaotic fighting came from the mortal camp nearby.

"Ouch! My tooth, my tooth fell out!"

"You dare to move, but don't take off my pants!"

"Shrew! If you don't hit someone in the face, why are you scratching my face?"

"Dad...Mom...stop fighting, ah...wuwuwu..."

Hearing this very picturesque voice, Jiang Yitian couldn't hold himself back for a moment, without the slightest awareness that a Taoist servant should have, and said:

"Listen to this sound, it must be a big melee. I have never seen mortals fighting. If you miss this village, you won't have this shop. I have to go and see it!"

It was a lie to say that Chen Jing and Qin Xian had no intention of joining in the fun. Without waiting for greetings, the two of them hurriedly followed Jiang Yiyi to the camp.

The three of them soon arrived at the gate of the camp, with expressions on their faces.

When they saw this group of mortals fighting in the melee, Chen Jing and Qin Xian were a little surprised, because these people were actually the townspeople of Furong Town, and Master Zhang who was invited by the townspeople to subdue the great terror.

Four disciples.

I saw a town citizen pulling the hair of one of Master Zhang's disciples. The latter grinned in pain. The Taoist priest directly kicked the man in the lower abdomen, causing the man to hold his stomach and start beating on the ground.

Come here.

Seeing her husband being kicked to the ground, a middle-aged woman rushed up cursing, shouting that she wanted the Taoist priest to pay for her husband's life.

The Taoist priest also had a bottom line and did not hit the woman, but the woman did not appreciate it and used her dirt-filled nails to hit the Taoist priest's face fiercely. Immediately, a long blood mark appeared on the Taoist priest's face.

As the woman stalked and held back the Taoist priest, another town citizen rushed up, jumped up with a fist as big as a sandbag, and hit the Taoist priest's Tianling Cap hard.

The Taoist priest was punched so hard that he forgot his principle of not hitting women and threw the woman to the ground with a slap. The hurt woman sat on the ground and cried and called her mother...

"Damn it, you even hit women!"

Immediately, several big men rushed up. The Taoist priest was able to defeat ten against one, and the battle circle here immediately became a warrior's order.

But it deprived Jiang Yitian and others of the fun of watching the battle, forcing the latter to shift his attention to another battle circle.

The handsome-faced Fatty Dabai was able to hold down one of Master Zhang's disciples by himself. Although he didn't know Kung Fu, he was extremely powerful. In addition, he was tall and powerful, so he slapped the Taoist priest in the face and squeezed him tightly.

Hold on, your other hand is pressing the back of the Taoist's neck.

The big fat man gritted his teeth and said viciously:

"I'm so suffocating you!"

The Taoist priest was soon pinched to the point of being out of breath. The tendons on his neck protruded exaggeratedly, his face turned red, and his limbs struggled desperately, but because his body was far less tall than the fat man, it had no effect at all.

Just when the Taoist priest was about to faint from being suffocated, Master Zhang finally noticed his disciple's danger. After shaking away several townspeople around him with his palm, he immediately rushed towards the big fat man.

Master Zhang rushed forward and, without caring about anything, stretched out his palm as big as a futon and slapped the fat man on his fair and tender neck.

Hearing a very clear trembling sound of "pa la la", the big fat man was immediately slapped and his head hit the ground.

Touching the big swelling on his forehead, the big fat man roared fiercely and rushed towards Master Zhang, punching him fiercely.

Help arrived in the blink of an eye, and the melee continued...

(End of chapter)


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