The secret art of sewing shadows is one of the Coffin Board's unique skills. Although it has no killing effect, it has the miraculous effect of calming the soul and the body. It has been used for many years and has been successful in defeating the enemies.
The Taoist with zombie face had suffered from this trick before and had a deep understanding of it. When he saw Lu Bei being captured, he immediately plucked up his courage, spit out the sharp black blade from his mouth, grinned, stretched out his hand to clamp Lu Bei's shoulder, bit down with his fangs, and wanted to suck him dry in one gulp.
clang clang!
The fangs touched the flesh and muscles, leaving white marks and producing a few sparks.
The Taoist with zombie face chewed it dryly twice, and was surprised to find that he couldn't chew it anymore. He didn't know what was going on. Suddenly, the word "sword body" flashed through his mind, and he realized that the situation was not good, so he quickly withdrew.
One step too late.
"It's New Year's Day, since you're here, it's not too late to take a punch from me before you leave."
Lu Bei turned around slowly, and the moment he raised his foot, the shadow seemed to be torn apart, breaking off layer by layer.
His eyes shone with golden light, his body suddenly stretched and swelled, his half-demon body accelerated, his sharp claws acted like blades tore through the air with ghosts howling, and in the blink of an eye he caught up with the Taoist with a zombie face who was retreating rapidly.
Oh no, we’ve fallen into a trap!
The Taoist with a zombie face roared wildly, and his shriveled body swelled up like an inflatable. Red flames burned along his body surface. The powerful energy evaporated the darkness and also made it leave three times faster.
In the red firelight, the muscular, naked man opened his bloodshot eyes wide, and when he saw that he couldn't shake off Lu Bei, he shouted angrily and swung his claws down.
Squeak—
The two sharp claws collided, making a teeth-grinding, ear-piercing noise.
Lu Bei used his tyrannical strength to knock away the sharp claws swung by the zombie-faced Taoist priest. The eagle claws were still powerful and pierced through the golden cave stone with boundless edge. With the unreasonable killing power of the "Immortal Sword Intent", he penetrated the zombie-faced Taoist priest's tyrannical body that was invulnerable to swords and guns in one fell swoop.
Inside the chest, his five fingers were clasped tightly, covering a mass of dry hard stone that was probably his heart.
"burst!"
A dazzling sword light burst out, the earth shook suddenly, and violent sound waves exploded like thunder, pushing the air flow to roll around like waves.
In the center, Lu Bei’s half-demon body was over two and a half meters tall, and his eagle claws sank into the chest of the zombie-faced Taoist priest, lifting him up in the air.
The scorching white beams of light were bright and clear, blooming from the zombie's face's mouth, nose, ears and other orifices. The whole person was like a big light bulb, burning itself and lighting up the vast darkness.
[You killed Fei Dilan and gained 3 million experience]
The red flames slowly faded away, and the zombie-faced Taoist's arms drooped motionlessly. Lu Bei threw down the torn sack in his hand, his eyes flashed with golden light, determined the location of the coffin lid, and his figure flashed over.
boom!!!
A punch hit the black coffin lid, cracking and spreading. Dense talismans moved along the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, weaving defensive spells and erasing the cracks in an instant.
Lu Beiwang was stunned. He was mistaken. He thought the coffin was a decoration, just like the villain's clothes, which would explode at any time. He didn't expect it to be a magical weapon with extremely strong defense.
However, no matter how powerful a magic weapon is, it can only withstand one punch, but not two punches.
The half-demon body emanated white light. Lu Bei clenched his five fingers into a fist, lighting up several skills in succession. He used his innate Qi to activate the immortal sword intent, and stretched out his arm, bursting out with infinite power.
The fist print fit the coffin lid, and the majestic sword intent was like the water of the Milky Way pouring back, and with a bang, the coffin lid was blown into pieces.
The powerful energy turned into a hurricane, blowing away the black fog that filled the surface, and countless dust and gravel flew up.
Amid the rolling dust, Lu Bei saw the scene inside the coffin, frowned, and suddenly withdrew.
A square coffin, with black light and mist inside, silent and calm, like an ancient well. It seemed to be a world of its own, or a teleportation array. Just a rough sense showed that there were dozens of Xiantian, hundreds of Baodan, and thousands of foundation-building people.
The aura was mixed, but there was still no one who had reached the state of spiritual transformation.
Snap! Snap!
The crack extended to the bottom of the coffin. The dense talismans were frantically trying to put out the fire, but they could not stop the building from collapsing. As the cracks moved, black light flashed and the water mist in the entire coffin completely boiled over.
boom!!
There was a loud noise that shook the earth, and an immeasurable torrent of white rushed out...
The people of Lu Bei were high in the sky, watching in amazement as skulls rolled one after another. The waves behind pushed the waves in front, and the whiteness was like a high wall or a tsunami, rumbling and flooding in all directions.
"What kind of magic is this?"
There are all kinds of strange and bizarre magic cultivation techniques. As an old slacker player of version 3.0, Lu Bei has read more posts on the forum than the words in his messages, and has seen all kinds of weird screenshots.
But right now, I really don’t understand this.
The waves of white bones submerged in all directions, and the demon cultivators who were watching the show from afar were also affected. They gradually realized that watching the battle was life-threatening, so they dared not stay any longer and evacuated to the nearest exit one after another.
Swish!
Pale white swords were flying everywhere, a row of Huangji Sect disciples with ghost faces blocked the way, a large formation was lined up, murderous aura was rushing to the top, and gloomy black clouds slowly blocked the moonlight.
The demon cultivators either took up weapons or used magic to attack the Huangji Sect's formation, intending to fight their way out.
There were no people at the Divine Transformation Realm guarding either side, and the Huangji Sect's disciples had formations as barriers, so the killing and attacking and defending were in good order. The demon cultivators fought on their own, cooperating with each other and killing and injuring their teammates from time to time. After a fierce charge, the birds and beasts scattered and fled towards other retreat routes.
"I'm dying. It turns out that my uncle is not playing dumb. There really is a trade fair and a slaughter of the black and white villains..."
Amidst the fleeing crowd, Wu Chengde and Ding Hai, a pair of brothers in distress, did not forget to support each other. Their clothes were stained with the blood of their teammates, and they hid behind a low wall, staring at each other.
"Where is my uncle?" x2
"Why are you looking at me? I'm asking your uncle." x2
"You dumped him because you thought he was annoying and trouble-making..." x2
After saying three sentences in unison, the two of them turned pale. Wu Chengde said in hatred, "Master Uncle is crazy after all. He only speaks half of what he says. Moreover, he invited you and me to the trading conference knowing that he would be killed."
To be precise, it was Kou Shuang's summons that led to the two of them being killed.
"What should I do now? Should I follow the crowd or go find my uncle?" Ding Hai was sweating profusely.
"The old man is very bad. No matter whether he is dead or alive, the most important thing is that you and I survive. There are a lot of people over there. If we follow them, we can just avoid that couple." Wu Chengde said firmly.
"You can't say that. Although my uncle is crazy and stupid, he is very accurate in his calculations!"
Ding Hai spoke quickly: "Besides, you also said that he only said half of what he said, it didn't count, there are two evil black and white villains slaughtering the venue, but who are the two evil black and white villains, the dogs and men who messed up the venue, or the two demon cultivators on our side?"
"Ah, this..."
Wu Chengde was dumbfounded and wanted to say that as both were magic cultivators, the Black and White Evils would not be so cruel. And because they were magic cultivators, the Black and White Evils were not as reliable as their opponents.
"But in this situation, where can we find our uncle?"
…
"In this situation, where can we find the two nephews?"
In the camp cell, the patrol team was out in full force to maintain order at the chaotic trading conference. Seeing that there was no one guarding him, Kou Shuang skillfully undid his shackles and escaped from prison in broad daylight.
He watched from afar as the Black and White Evils challenged Zhu Qilan in the sky, rolled his eyes, calculated, and said with a click of the tongue: "Amazing, this commander-in-chief has a good cultivation and limitless talent. He will surely be a pillar of Wu Zhou in the future... Hey, she is actually a princess with a fiefdom and title. It's a pity that I am too old, otherwise it would be comfortable to marry her to be a prince consort."
"Wow, this guy is even more amazing. I can't even figure out his past and present lives... What does 'forsaken by heaven' mean? What did he do to anger heaven and man?"
"This zombie is not bad, it's of high quality!"
"Wait a minute, what was I just going to do?"
Kou Shuang scratched his hairy head and tried to think about it for a long time but still couldn't remember it. Fortunately, it was not a big problem because he knew how to calculate.
He raised his fingers and pinched, his eyes rolled back and his body trembled.
"Today, the Black and White Evils are slaughtering people at the venue. My two nephews are in danger of killing people. If they are not rescued in time, they will surely die... It should be this matter."
After figuring out what he had forgotten, Kou Shuang was overjoyed, but then he frowned and looked off into the distance: "Oh no, I forgot to tell them that the Black and White Twins are two evil kings, not the Princess and Brother Tianqi... It doesn't matter, whoever they meet will die anyway."
"Let me figure out where I can find them."
"puff!"
Kou Shuang spat out a mouthful of dirty blood, squinted his eyes and was stunned: "I thought too much today, and it backfired."
"No wonder, I calculated that my two nephews were in danger of death, and I couldn't protect them even when I was by their side. So this is the reason."
"As expected of me..."
“It’s so accurate.”
…
On the ground covered with white bones, Lu Bei looked around intently. Mottled auras came one after another, one by one, with skulls of varying heights circling up and gathering around auras of varying sizes.
Some are in human form, some are wild beasts, and there are also many strange and ferocious beasts.
He frowned slightly, his magic power was severely depleted. He was unwilling to waste his energy on the little wild monster, so he turned around and looked towards where Zhu Qilan was.
Half of the sky was covered with flying snow and ice. Above the bone-chilling icy field, two beams of black and white light surrounded the cold light. Zhu Qilan retreated again and again, his injuries piled up on top of each other, and he vomited an unknown amount of blood.
She was able to remain undefeated when fighting one against two, so Lu Bei estimated that she could hold on for three to five days without any problem.
That’s pretty good, I can save a Changchun Talisman.
He was completely relieved that his teammates didn't need help. He stuffed a handful of pills into his mouth, and used all his strength to practice his skills, causing the blue bar to slowly refill.
At this moment, something strange happened in the Land of Bones.
A crimson heat wave rose up, covering an area of dozens of feet in radius, scorching the folds of space. Hot wind whistled past, blowing up the ashes that had been burnt into slag.
A sturdy figure poured with gold stood on the ground, waving his arms and beating his chest, roaring towards the sky with waves of energy.
“Roar, roar, roar—”
In an instant, waves of air surged, the air was squeezed out by the powerful sound waves, and the vacuum depression exploded with a loud bang.
This body had fangs in its mouth and a large hole in its chest that slowly twisted and healed. It turned out to be the Taoist with a zombie face who was killed by Lu Bei.
The resurrected Taoist with a zombie face had terrifying magical powers. Wherever he went, bones twisted into ashes, the moisture on the ground evaporated, and it exploded with crackling sounds.
An intolerable voice attracted Lu Bei's attention.
"Black and White, come and help me! The Zombie King has transformed!"
Lu Bei: “???”
Zombies can transform into zombies, but haven’t they already done so