The corpse aura was sealed, and it entered into an extremely balanced situation, and the tiger warrior could control the right arm filled with corpse aura.
Not only that, the power contained in this right arm is more than ten times stronger than before because of the blessing of corpse energy.
In other words, the tiger is definitely making a lot of money once.
Originally, he might lose an arm, but this time it was a blessing in disguise. Not only did he keep his right arm, his strength increased greatly, but he also picked up a zombie dragon beast pet for nothing.
Apparently, the Tiger Taoist himself was dumbfounded.
Fortunately, the tiger reacted very quickly, he knew better than anyone else that if he encountered this kind of thing today, he could shrink his arm 100% and couldn't keep it, and what would become of the corpse that swallowed his arm? Can't tell.
Possibly, the dead will be reborn from this.
From the present point of view, it is not impossible that there is such a possibility. It is obvious to all to see how weird the cultivation technique of the corpse Taoist is, and he can change his body at will.
As long as it is a zombie body, the zombie can be reborn on it.
Now to seal the mortal corpse energy of the corpse Taoist, to a certain extent, it is to completely seal this almost immortal thing, and shut it down to death. From then on, the corpse Taoist will no longer be a threat, because It is impossible for the opponent to escape from the right arm of the tiger warrior, and he will be enslaved from then on, becoming a part of the tiger warrior's combat power.
If you look at it this way, being able to do this is indeed amazing, and it can even be said to be a fairy-level method.
So the tiger who reacted immediately saluted the 'curator'.
"Thank you, curator, for your righteous action." The way of the tiger to the way of the corpse is for revenge and to clean up the door for the Taoist, so it's okay for him to say that.
It was Lin Jin who waved his hand: "This corpse Taoist has opposed me several times, and it is in my interest to destroy him this time. As for the others, he just did what he could."
To say that is an understatement, no credit is taken.
The tiger Taoist admired him even more. Today's incident was all due to the curator secretly planning a strategy and secretly notifying him and the big golden-winged monster so that he could get revenge.
The corpse warrior has been wiped out, and from then on, the opponent can only be trapped in the right arm of the tiger warrior, driven by the tiger warrior, it can be said that life is better than death.
And the worm mother had already surrendered to the curator, so only the blood-robed ancestor was left.
Over there, the golden-winged monster and the Blood Ancestor clone are in full swing. This fight is called immortal level. In all fairness, if Lin Jin does not use some powerful magic weapons, he will not be able to reach this level of fighting skills. , can't get in.
"Curator, do we want to go over and help the leader?" At this moment, because of his right arm, the tiger's strength has greatly increased, so he is full of confidence and wants to show his skills.
Lin Jin shook his head.
"That's just the avatar of the blood-robed ancestor. Even if it is destroyed, it won't affect anything. The real key is still below." Lin Jin pointed to his feet.
The body of the blood-robed ancestor is below.
The tiger Taoist nodded, because he had the experience of dealing with the corpse Taoist, so the curator said what he said, and hurriedly said: "What will happen next, please tell the curator!"
That is, what to do is to be arranged by Lin Jin.
It's not a problem for the big golden-winged monster to entangle the Blood Ancestor's avatar over there. Lin Jin stretched out his hand, and Qian Kunmo smudged along his fingertips, as if opening a black door.
"Walk!"
Lin Jin greeted and entered first, and the tiger-walkers followed closely without saying a word.
A black light flashed, and the two of them had returned to the ground again.
Before, Lin Jin split the bottom shell with his sword and cut off the mountains. The power was indeed huge. Although the ant nest in the underground palace was destroyed, the hiding place of the blood-robed ancestor was only half collapsed.
Lin had a plan early on, so he left a drop of Qiankun ink here before, and now it really comes in handy.
Not far ahead is the body of the blood-robed patriarch, the big fat blood giant.
Stepping closer, Lin Jin found that countless bloodshots had penetrated the rock wall above his head, and it looked crystal clear at the moment, as if a vein of red crystal was hidden.
This should be used to stabilize the cave.
The collapse was so serious just now, but this half of the cave was intact. From this alone, we can see how solid it is.
And the more this is the case, the more it shows how much the blood-robed ancestor attaches importance to this body.
Lin Jin continued to approach, and the tiger followed respectfully, looking around at the same time to prevent accidents.
When Lin Jin walked less than three feet away, a pool of blood gathered on the ground in front of him, and then, a human figure completely condensed by blood appeared.
"Curator, why do we have to fight to the death? Why don't we just stop here, how about it?" the figure said.
Apparently, it was another divine sense avatar of the blood-robed patriarch.
"This blood-robed patriarch has such powerful supernatural powers that he can control multiple clones at the same time?" The tiger Taoist was amazed. He had also practiced the technique of clones, and the level was not bad.
But even a tiger can only control one clone at a time. After all, it is extremely exhausting. If the divine sense is not strong, it is impossible to control the second clone at the same time.
But the blood-robed patriarch can do it.
Lin Jin didn't make a sound, so he wasn't surprised. After all, the blood-robed patriarch's body was a seventh-order monster, and he had cultivated for thousands of years.
After all, the other party has been trapped here for thousands of years. For such a long time, it is impossible to be idle and do nothing. He must be practicing exercises.
At this moment, Lin Jin continued to move forward, and said at the same time, "Why didn't you say that when you were in the upper hand just now?"
This time, the bloody figure panicked.
There was a roar above the head, but then there was the scream of the golden-winged monster. Obviously, the two sides fought more fiercely.
There is no doubt that the blood ancestor clone with extraordinary combat power cannot come back to rescue.
"Curator, I still know a lot of secrets, I can tell you all of them, besides, the person who was going to deal with you before was the corpse Taoist, now that he has been killed, my blood-robed ancestor will not fight against you again, curator, There is no deep hatred between us, so why fight to the death?" The blood-robed patriarch began to explain the facts.
It's a pity that Lin Jin doesn't want to talk about it now.
At this time, Lin Jin had already put his hand on the hilt of the sword, as if he was about to draw his sword without saying a word.
The blood-robed patriarch could see the power of Lin Jin drawing his sword just now. If he was hit by such a sword, it would be troublesome.
Not to mention anything else, just cut his body and accidentally release the immortal breath, which will immediately attract the swallowing beast to kill him.
After all, the immortal body that sealed his body is inside him, and it cannot be forced out at all.
"Curator, I can teach you the Dafa of Blood and Light. After practicing, you can get a supernatural power that will allow your body to enter a state of near immortality."
"I can also give you all the power I have cultivated in various places over the years. From then on, you are the most powerful person in the world. The emperors of some countries even have to be canonized by you. If you don't nod, they will do it." No brother." The blood-robed patriarch continued to lure.
"I also know the truth about the fall of the Immortal Dao, and the origin of the Immortal Swallowing Beast..."
The blood-robed patriarch was speaking in a hurry, but after finishing this sentence, the 'curator' in front of him stopped.