‘Dingling~’

The crisp ringtone changed Monk Huiyuan's face. In just a moment, the corpses who were originally suppressed by him began to move abnormally because of the sound of the bell.

"Huiyuan Bald Donkey, why don't you return this Dharma King's magic weapon?"

The voice of the Yin Zi Dharma King came from far and near, and the group of corpses split into different directions, several zombies wearing black armor and tightly wrapped around them came in a pitch-black sedan.

Yin Changsheng, the sedan chair, had no big problems, but after a closer look, he understood that the embellishment of various corpses on it looked extremely terrifying.

Yin Changsheng looked at the flesh and flesh, while monk Huiyuan looked at the bone image. This sedan chair was also a magic weapon in his eyes, and it was even more precious than the infant life blood sword he captured. I am afraid that only the Yin Corpse Dharma King's corpse bell can match.

After all, the zombies must rely on this corpse bell to control them.

In this regard, Monk Huiyuan can only say that he is worthy of being the Dharma King of the Winter Sect. His financial resources are far beyond what he is a casual cultivator in the mountains.

But Monk Huiyuan is not afraid, but he doesn’t know that a supernatural power is invincible to the number of days.

As long as Yin Changsheng is behind him, Monk Huiyuan will know that this destiny is on his side.

"Hmph, the Dharma King knows that those who do unrighteous things will die will die."

With a move from Monk Huiyuan, the Zen Staff that was fixed among the corpses was attracted by him. In an instant, the Buddha's light was thriving, and a golden lotus bloomed on the wooden bowl in his hand.

In the whole audience, whether it was the female corpse or the black armored corpse, black air actually emerged from the body at the same time, as if it was being saved by Buddha's light.

And those more ordinary corpses were even more unbearable. For a moment, their skin was blooming and turned into ashes.

"Good means, but Huiyuan Bald Donkey. If you only have these means, the Japanese Dharma King will send you to the West to see your Tathagata." The Yin Corpse Dharma King said in a yin test.

The cold wind from somewhere blew, blew the bells at the four corners of the black sedan. As soon as the four bells moved, the black armored corpse, which was emitting black air, jumped and came towards Yin Changsheng and the others.

"upbraid!!!"

Monk Huiyuan shouted loudly, and the Buddha's light dispersed in all directions with the golden lotus in the wooden bowl in his hand.

Before the black-armored corpse could get close, it was swept by the Buddha's light and flew straight backwards. When it landed, it seemed that a large group of corpse evil was squeezed out of the body and melted by the Buddha's light.

The remaining corpses were even more unbearable and were directly turned into ashes and flew away.

"What a Buddhist mantra, it just makes me useless to carry a few sedan chairmen. It's just like this." The Yin Zi Dharma King did not come forward, but opened the top of the black sedan chair, and a coffin flew out of it. When it landed, the coffin board actually cracked.

A thick corpse evil spread out from it, even more terrifying than the female corpse.

Yin Changsheng saw this scene and was a little strange. He suddenly felt that the female corpse seemed very strange, and always felt something was wrong.

"Corpse King, I didn't expect you to raise a corpse king." Monk Huiyuan's face changed.

He never expected that the Yin Corpse Dharma King would actually have a Corpse King by his side. Thinking about this, the incense-smelling Sect might have made great plans.

Monk Huiyuan is a casual cultivator in the mountains and fields, and the news is not very well-informed.

The Corpse King stepped out of the coffin in one step, and Yin Changsheng could see clearly the appearance of the Corpse King from the dense corpse evil.

He looked like a general wearing a battle robe, but his whole body was dry and exuded a strong stench of corpse like skin and bones, which was very bad.

In the black sedan chair, the Yin Corpse Dharma King shook the corpse bell.

The scattered corpse evil aura instantly transformed into the corpse king's body. Before Monk Huiyuan could react, the corpse king turned into a black line, opened his corpse claws and grabbed Monk Huiyuan's neck.

If he was caught in the neck, Monk Huiyuan might have passed away on the spot. Although Monk Huiyuan has Taoism, this body of Taoism cannot be as strong as the body of the corpse king.

The body of the corpse king is hard to describe, and it has extremely strong strength. Unless the gods and Buddhas invited to bless him, no matter how magic it is, it will not be able to stop the corpse king's claw.

Fortunately, Yin Changsheng instinctively pulled Monk Huiyuan for half a step, and he almost avoided the corpse claw. Monk Huiyuan was also still scared about this.

Then he took this opportunity to wave the Zen stick in his hand and hit the corpse king's chest. When the two collided, the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

This corpse king is worthy of being a steel bar. With the full blown attack from Monk Huiyuan, he only took three steps back and was completely unharmed. He came close to Monk Huiyuan's heart, as if he wanted to take revenge on the Zen stick that had just hit the chest.

The monk Huiyuan, who had reacted, was not willing to be outdone. He chanted the Buddha mantra in his mouth, and a layer of golden glow was covered with his skin, turning into a tiger's roar.

Monk Huiyuan made a cruel decision and led the Arhat God to descend, but unfortunately it was just a wisp of the charm of the tiger.

But it is enough to deal with the corpse king.

He thought that it is likely that Yin Changsheng is here today, otherwise there would be only golden light on weekdays, so how could he attract the tiger-suffering Arhat to bring down this charm?

Monk Huiyuan, who was originally just a physical body and could not withstand the claw of the corpse king, can now fight with the corpse king and go back and forth. Every time the Zen stick falls on the corpse king, the tiger behind him will follow, tearing apart the large corpse evil spirits on the corpse king's body.

Seeing this, the Yin Zi Dharma King was also anxious. He did not expect that Monk Huiyuan could actually lead to the arhat under the tiger and the Arhat.

For this reason, he kept swaying the corpse bell and controlling the corpse king with all his heart. And on the black sedan chair, there was a black corpse evil spirit gushing out, replenishing the corpse king.

For a moment, from the original Yin Zi Dharma King gaining the upper hand to the anxious battle that is now evenly matched.

Monk Huiyuan also turned out to be a mage and turned into a violent warrior. With the protection of the tiger-suppressing Arhat, the attack method is worthless, even more desperate than the corpse king.

The corpse king was defeated step by step by step, and the original steel and iron bones showed bumpy fists under Monk Huiyuan's old fist. Even the hardest skull was pitted by Monk Huiyuan, which looked quite miserable.

Yin Changsheng looked at this scene a little strange. The Yin Corpse Dharma King is like this, why haven’t he escaped?

If the Corpse King dies, the other party will definitely not be the opponent of Monk Huiyuan.

"That female corpse."

Yin Changsheng felt like this thought suddenly emerged in his heart. Could it be because of the female corpse in the imperial tomb if the Yin Corpse Dharma King does not leave?

He didn't take it seriously before, but now when he thinks about it, this female corpse may be extremely important to the Yin Corpse Dharma King.
Chapter completed!