Without the hindrance of corpse aura, even if the body of the tiger-path is severely injured, it can recover in a short time. It is clearly written in the Daojun's heavenly scriptures that the body of the tiger-path is the strongest among the beastmen of the six paths. You all said that, it must be true, and besides being able to resist the horrible corpse aura for hundreds of years, the tiger is really the strongest body.
Leaving aside the tigers for the time being, Lin Jin's attention is now on the headless zombie.
The forced Immortal Refining Corpse Qi naturally rushed to the headless zombie's arm. At this moment, the two different Corpse Qi were frantically fighting and devouring each other.
However, no matter which side is weak, this fight is obviously caught in some kind of fierce battle, and no one can do anything about it.
Lin Jin watched nervously from the sidelines. He wanted to make sure that this matter was carried out according to his script and that no other mistakes could be made. Otherwise, if things got out of control, Shuxiaolou would be the first to suffer.
At this moment, the corpse aura on the headless zombie's body rose sharply. It seemed that it was stimulated by the corpse-refining aura of eating immortals, so the originally suppressed power also loosened a little, and began to move violently.
Even, the headless zombie is struggling, trying to get rid of the suppression of the Demon Sealing Sword.
Things are not going well.
Lin Jin could see clearly that the headless zombies had the upper hand at this time. This situation was obviously not what Lin Jin hoped to happen. If the eclipsing immortal energy could not suppress the headless zombies, it would even allow the headless zombies to resist the Demon Sealing Sword The suppression, then the next situation will be troublesome.
Fortunately, Lin Jin was prepared.
He flicked the needle, pierced many big holes on the headless zombie's body, and used the body-refining needle to suppress the headless zombie together. Besides, Lin Jin saw the timing, flew over in a flash, and took a piece of blood in his hand. Throw the demon lock pill into the big mouth of the headless zombie's abdomen.
Whether it works or not, it never hurts to try.
What Lin Jin wants now is to be sure, and he even has a plan to use this opportunity to completely suppress the headless zombie, or even control it.
In this way, the painting world of Shuxiaolou will not need to continue to be eroded.
At this moment, the headless zombies have been attacked from all directions, and the frenzied and restless corpse aura gradually weakened, and they began to form a certain balance between each other as Lin Jin had expected before.
At this time, the Immortal Refining Corpse Qi may be trying to hunt down and completely occupy the headless zombie's body, but the silver needle left by Lin Jin in the zombie's body began to move, releasing the corpse's corpse gas. At this time, the Immortal Refining Corpse Qi There is nothing to do.
A balance is formed.
It's a bit like building a tower with building blocks, one by one to ensure balance and stability, until the last block is placed, the tower can be maintained, that's all.
What Lin Jin is doing now is the same as this.
It seems very simple, but in fact it requires extremely powerful magical means, and it takes time. After the headless zombie fell into a deep sleep again and the corpse gas stopped spreading, Lin Jin realized that several hours had passed, and he himself Sweating profusely.
Manipulating the silver needle is also extremely exhausting.
Fortunately, things are temporarily suppressed.
This result is pretty good. It solves the trouble of refining the corpse energy of the immortal, and also borrows the energy of the immortal refining corpse to further suppress the headless zombie. The slow spread of the corpse energy before is also under control at this time.
But Lin Jin was still a little dissatisfied.
Because he found that the demon lock pill he stuffed into the stomach of the headless zombie didn't seem to be useful.
It can only be said that headless zombies are different from ordinary monsters.
The corpse-like black pulp around him has also subsided, but it has spread over a thousand feet before, and it is always a huge hidden danger that these things are hard to get rid of. But right now, Lin Jin has no other better way, he can only be That's it for now, wait until you find a way to deal with it.
When the matter is settled, the Tigers feel the strongest.
After all, the corpse aura that had tormented him for hundreds of years was gone, his whole body was much more relaxed, and the pain that had been tormenting him all the time had also disappeared without a trace. Obviously, this made the tiger warrior feel something for the first time in hundreds of years. It's called refreshing.
"Brother Lin!" At this time, the Tiger Taoist stepped forward and bowed.
Such a great favor, it is nothing more than a big gift from the tiger way, but Lin Jin hurriedly helped the tiger up, and said a few words of relief. This way, the upright tiger way admired him more, and naturally deepened his friendship. up a layer.
At this time, Lin Jin looked up at Shuxiaolou, the latter understood, stretched out his hand, and completely closed this layer of painting, and the three of them arrived at the peach blossom house in the painting in the blink of an eye.
Naturally, Lin Jin also led the tiger to thank Shuxiaolou, who also accepted it calmly.
She has paid the most. After all, headless zombies and other ominous things are sealed in her painting world. No need to ask, she knows that it has a great impact on her painting world.
It's just that Shu Xiaolou never said it.
Lin Jin knows her temperament, if it is something indifferent, she may publicize it, and then come to ask for credit or even complain about her temper.
But if it's a really serious matter, she won't say a word, she will silently carry it by herself.
Lin Jin knew Shuxiaolou well.
It's like Shuxiaolou understands him.
A second ago, Shuxiaolou seemed to be still angry because of something, but in the next second, she seemed to have a new discovery, and the previous anger was instantly forgotten.
"Lin Jin, what is that one hanging on your waist?" Shu Xiaolou stared at the Qingfeng Yaojian on Lin Jin's waist, with a look of excitement in his eyes when he found something good.
Lin Jin hurriedly took off the Qingfeng Yaojian. He originally planned to find time to ask Shuxiaolou for advice. After all, Shuxiaolou, a painting spirit, must know more about the world's ghosts than himself.
"This is a refined sword, show me Shuxiaolou." Lin Jin handed it over, and the latter reached out to take it without any embarrassment.
"Really, sword spirit, rare, rare!" Shu Xiaolou smiled happily, at this moment, it was as if he had returned to the days of Taohuaju in the old academy.
The tiger on the side wanted to interrupt several times, but finally held back.
He looked at this sword, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. Finally, he suddenly realized, and thought to himself, isn't this the master of the Qingfeng Banner in the Black Wind Cave? Unexpectedly, he was surrendered by brother Lin a long time ago.
This point, the Tiger Taoist also admires it, knowing that it is impossible for him to do it.
Shu Xiaolou held the sword and looked left and right, wanting to pull out the sword, but no matter how she pulled it out, the sword could not get out even a little bit, as if it was welded to the scabbard.
"Forget it, this sword spirit has recognized its master, I can't pull it out, but this sword must have a strong background, the sword spirit on it is mellow, and its spirit age may be much older than me." Shu Xiaolou said said such a sentence.
Lin Jin's heart skipped a beat.
If someone else said this, Lin would try his best not to take it seriously, but he had to take it seriously when it came from Shu Xiaolou.