As a gust of yin swept over, the yin wind was accompanied by a very strong and pungent fishy smell.

"Iron armored copper corpse, it's a good time. I'm worried that it's not a big guy. If there were a bunch of small miscellaneous hairs, I wouldn't be able to seek rewards!" said the bad god when the gust of cold wind came.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass my place?" A strong man's voice came.

"Who, haha, my grandfather, I." said the bad god arrogantly.

"Hmph, overestimate one's own ability. Prajna, go and teach them a lesson." The man's voice rang.

A gust of cold wind swept over.

When the wind dissipated, a woman appeared in place, but the woman's head looked like a Prajna mask.

When I saw this woman, I knew that it was the true form of the Prajna mask.

Only by killing it will restore all those possessed by masks to their minds.

...

"Yuyouyou, I didn't expect that this time I first met a beautiful woman, and this time I came another woman in sexy clothes. The only thing that was bad was that her face didn't look good, but as the saying goes, it's the same as if a person is ugly and does not matter if it's lights." said a squinting look.

...

"Looking for death!" Prajna said angrily.

He waved his hand in my direction. Then he saw a black gas flying out of his hands and attacking rapidly in my direction.

Seeing this, the bad god snorted coldly and grabbed the void beside him.

He grabbed his black mourning stick directly from the void.

Speaking of which, looking at the black thing on his weapon, it looks like a crow's feather.

"It's a bad luck." The bad god said, and pointed at Prajna with a mourning stick.

Then I saw the black air flying towards me dissipate directly in the air.

When Prajna saw this, he rushed towards me directly.

...

However, because she was wearing a long dress, she stepped on the dress when she rushed over.

The result was not just that she fell down, because she stepped on her dress.

At this time, she was only wearing black lace underwear.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you." Prajna rose up from the ground and shouted.

...

The bad god attached to me was holding the state of watching the show and letting him say whatever he wanted.

Next, if Prajna does not take a step forward, all kinds of unlucky things will happen until they disappear in the air.

...

"I said, your subordinates are not very good!" The bad god shouted into the distance.

"I underestimated you, and you will die miserably next." The strong man replied.

Then a strong wind blew up.

Five men suddenly appeared on the spot.

The man standing in the middle had a hideous face and had a layer of golden scales on his body.

It's like wearing a golden armor.

The other people around him were covered with silver scales.

"No, not bad, it's a great deal." said Mold God.

And at this moment, Wuming walked to Zhuge Luo and asked, "Miss, aren't you a corpse monster? How could you make such a mess?"

When Zhuge Luo heard this, he gave Wuming a blank look and said, "You don't know, if it were someone else, he would definitely be able to break up one side. My weak strength is that I am a member of the Zhuge family, and the corpse monster needs to practice the magic of Yin evil. I have been practicing the magic of the family since I was a child, and the righteous and evil are constantly fighting in my body. How can I be strong? If the head of the family gave me a book for me to practice, I might not be able to survive today. If the head of the family asked me to practice, I would be almost weaker than ordinary people."

"Oh, so that's it." Wuming replied.

"Marson Wu, if you catch up with me like this, girls will be resentful." Zhuge Luo said to Wuming.

After hearing this, Wuming laughed dryly and stopped talking.

...

The bad god looked back at the incense candles inserted on the ground and said to the zombies: "Okay, let's go together. Anyway, your results are the same, so don't waste my time."

"Since you want to die, don't blame us for not giving up benevolence and righteousness." said the zombie in the lead.

When I heard this sentence, I felt helpless for the zombie and was happy for the encounter with this zombie.

Think about a zombie talking about benevolence, righteousness and morality with you, and not fighting with you.

I really don’t know if the IQ of this zombie is not online or if it is a little too confident about its own strength.

...

When the bad god heard them say they wanted to go together, he spontaneously said he was extremely happy.

Because the incense has been burned halfway, it will not be enough if you waste some time.

The zombies clasped their fists at the Mold God and said, "Please give me advice."

"No wonder, I'm refined into a zombie, and I don't practice anyone who you can practice if I don't practice it." I thought to myself.

And here I will say that iron armored copper corpses do not belong to the category of zombies.

Zombies are all born from the essence of the sun and the moon.

And this iron armored copper corpse is artificial.

This has to be traced to a long time ago.

At that time, a corpse-driver in Xiangxi resented contemporary injustice and God's injustice.

So he learned from the soul training technique in Maoshan Black Witchcraft and invented the method of corpse refining.

After continuous research and experimentation, he refined many zombies, including iron armored copper corpses.

It is said that when the scales on the iron armored copper corpse reach golden color, they will be extremely powerful and will be invulnerable to swords and guns.

Since that person knows black witchcraft and other magic techniques, there is a key point in his corpse refining method.

That is, the iron armored copper corpse is immune to Taoism. Unless it is a spell with great lethality, a spell that can be comparable to the nuclear weapons of modern weapons.

...

This also led to countless disciples of Taoist Buddhism in the subsequent wars.

Finally, Longhushan and Maoshan master jointly developed a spell, and this spell was specially designed for this iron-armored bronze corpse.

Because during the war, the iron armored copper corpses brought them the most casualties.

And since that time, a rule has appeared in the Yin-Yang Realm.

That is, if anyone refined the iron armored copper corpse, he would be attacked by the Yin and Yang Realm.

However, in this era, there are no ones who can die for great cause.

This also led to many rules set by the Yin-Yang Realm are useless.

...

When the Mold God dealt with these zombies, I was also wondering who refined these corpses. And I was also wondering how to prevent them after forming a beam this time.

...

As the zombies rushed over, Mildew still pointed at them with the black mourning stick in his hand and said, "The bad luck is plagued."

Then I heard the sound of crunching bones.

"What's the case?" said a bronze corpse of iron armor.

But after it said this, another ramba.

His jaw fell so much that he could only speak whimper.

And the other iron armored copper corpses are the same as them.

All your ankles were broken if you walked forward.

After one step further, my thighs were all broken.

If you talk, your chin will fall off.

Next was the crisp sound of bone shattering.

In the end, before they even walked up to me, they all turned into a pile of pus and blood.

"Okay, the matter is solved. But almost all the people here are dead, and you will have some trouble in the underworld. But since I have helped you, I will help you to the end. I will help you solve it there. After the fate is over, there will be a period of time. Remember if you are thinking about me and silently when you are inviting God next time, I will come." The bad god said and left with a laugh.

And I also felt my body lightening in an instant. I crawled directly on the ground.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!