Guardian Chapter 134: The corpse puppet cemetery

Da Mao is holding two broken blades of Yin and Yang.

The action of chopping wood is clean and crisp.

He went all out with every blow.

Every time you chop and chop, there must be a corpse puppet that splits into two.

Da Mao's violent chopping even caused the corpse puppet to split into two pieces like firewood and shoot away from both sides.

Da Mao was in a small courtyard in Kyoto, and every day he chopped the fragments of hibiscus stubble as firewood, so that sparks were scattered everywhere. In the end of the day, there were no 10,000 but 8,000 chopping movements.

Anyway, in his eyes, there is no difference between the hibiscus wood and the firewood piled in the yard. The wood fire is used to chop, and it must be chopped if it can't be split.

Da Mao faced the unmovable hibiscus remnant wood, and had no idea. In his eyes, he had cut it by himself, and then cut it again, and then cut it.

Split, hack, hack, hack...

It has become his instinctive reaction.

The corpse puppet in front of me, one split into two, the big hair splits very comfortably, oh, it's easier to split than the rotten wood, it's been a long time since it has such a smooth hand, Kai Xun (*^▽^*).

The scissors in Ermao's hand are even more remarkable.

The dragon's teeth of Catch Chong Lang pruning hibiscus branches back then.

Even if Ermao can't play the strength of the dragon's teeth.

But the supernatural material of the dragon's teeth is destined to be extraordinary.

Needless to say, the sharpness feature, between opening and closing, there is a hidden dragon.

Er Mao didn't hear the dragon chant.

In her hands, it's a tool for managing the vegetable garden in the small courtyard.

It's about to loosen the soil.

It's going to be a ditch, and the dragon's teeth are biting and scraping, planing and planing.

It's going to be repaired, and the dragon's teeth will be cut and cut.

Liuli still spoiled her and asked her to cut Xiao Sang's hair with her dragon teeth.

Xiao Sang actually has an expression of enjoyment, and also teaches Ermao some cutting techniques from time to time.

The seemingly random cutting technique, in those days, catching insects were not qualified to learn it.

Er Mao doesn't care, she doesn't know, anyway, this technique is very easy to use.

Crack, click, click...

Pruning the corpse puppets is casual.

Every cut is a flying stump.

Da Mao's instinct is everyday, Er Mao's casual free and easy.

In Huanhong's eyes, it became another scene.

I saw two big killers rushing into the group of corpse puppets, no one united.

Where the two went, there were stumps everywhere, and there was not a complete corpse.

The so-called physical power of the corpse puppets, under the weapons in the hands of the two, has become a display.

Chopping melons and vegetables?

No.

That was cutting tofu.

Not to mention, as the pinnacle silver corpse, the flesh body is already strong.

The two were created by Chen Feng using the secret method of refining the corpse and adding iron wire to bury the bones. The fleshy sac "motor" in the body also melted the grave, and the power is sufficient. Non-stop.

Furthermore, the guy in the hands of the two has broken the blade of the two worlds, and bit the dragon's teeth.

The former has experienced the tempering of Yin and Yang fire, nine thunder tribulations plus a purple electric bombardment, and the latter's force is not to be said.

Don't say it is the corpse puppet of the silver corpse that has the highest strength in the hundred years of Wuliyuan.

Damao and Ermao are still in the wind, chopping wood and vegetables.

Chen Feng was frustrated when he fought.

The Yinling entity collapsed and closed under the violence of Chen Feng's punch after punch.

The attributes of coldness caused Chen Feng's soul to be tempered by the yellow spring water with a faint chill.

Although it won't hurt Chen Feng.

But it also made Chen Feng fight a cold war from time to time.

Although Chen Feng comes from the Soul Suppressor who specializes in dealing with resentful souls, he is called the Soul Master 1st line. The Soul Suppressor's method of restraining the soul is not qualified to learn.

However, it doesn't matter.

Under Chen Fengqing's heart curse, the Yinling method was greatly reduced.

The ghostly method that makes people fall into hysteria doesn't work at all in Chen Feng.

Dreaming into the magic machine, everything is like a dream bubble.

Chen Fengfu still has shortcomings in discussing his own methods, and he lacks a kind of strongest Yangshu that specifically restrains ghosts and charms, such as Da Ri Tathagata Fist, Lieyang Palm, Holy Light Cross Slash, and the like.

Although high-concentration yellow spring water is an excellent way to deal with grievances, it seems a bit wasteful to think about it.

The Yin Ling couldn't help Chen Feng. He was violently destroyed by Chen Feng, and he collapsed and closed again and again, screaming and launching sound waves aimed at the soul.

According to Chen Feng’s understanding, Yinling’s method is to emit sound waves that are unbearable to humans, the kind of high-intensity pulse waves that can shatter glass.

To tell you the truth, Chen Feng sounded strangely uncomfortable.

Since Yin Ling is immune to the so-called physical attack, Chen Feng wanted to verify whether the limit physical attack would break through this cognition.

His fist wind slows down, his strength increases, and he strikes the sky.

The time for Yin Ling to collapse and close is prolonged. This is because the fist strength of the fusion of the sky strike is more violent, and the wind that shook out is more violent.

One more punch.

The five orifices are opened together, and the cultivation base is five hundred years old. Under the superimposition of the sky-high blow, Chen Feng's fist is covered with waves of compressed air.

This punch is not only fast, but also powerfully heavy. The punch is so powerful that it penetrates the air, and even the flow of air has no time to react.

This blow, from the description of the external result.

That is, Chen Feng punched, and the yin spirit collapsed into smoke. Immediately after the explosion, the ruins exploded.

Speaking in detail from the subtle description.

After a bang.

Chen Feng kept his punching posture motionless.

There was another raging rewind and release.

Fist style.

There was a wind blade.

Chen Feng hit with all his strength, **** like a blade.

The chaotic cutting line of the wind blade cuts the surrounding debris into dust.

Chen Feng realized.

Extreme power, can produce "magic" effect.

The mobilization of the wind element does not necessarily require affinity.

It’s also a way to drop ten guilds with one force, oppressing the wind element, and letting it be passively used by me.

For example, the same effect as the current wind blade cutting, the damage to the ghost is immediate.

Yinling's body became bright and dark.

Under such an impact, he was hit hard, but he didn't die.

Chen Feng no longer wants to play with it.

Yinling is a good thing, but it's a waste.

Chen Feng remembers that when he was still called the soul master landlord, the Taoist urged the savage ghosts to attack the soul town at night, and obtained the ten-phase savage ghost refining method by himself.

At that time, the cultivation base was a hundred years old, and the Zhanyi phase barbarian ghost was half a catty. If the war two phase barbarian ghost did not have an exquisite scale, I was afraid that it would not be hateful.

The combat power of the brutal ghost is the so-called high-end existence that Chen Feng first saw in Dashun.

His eyes are too hot for a long time.

It's just refining savage ghosts, the conditions are harsh, and the spirit of resentment is required.

As a soul master, although I see a lot of grievances every day, I can’t mess around. I call a soul master to walk as a reincarnation. I pay attention to the soul returning to the underworld. Reincarnation.

Otherwise, it is against the heavens.

Yin Ling is different. It has self-awareness and has far surpassed the concept of soul. From another level, it can be called another kind of life body.

But it is full of evil spirits, and it is perfect to refine the ghosts.

"Close." Chen Feng touched the sharp-nose tube of Ala Deng, and took the Yin Ling, who was greatly damaged and unable to resist, into it.

Chen Feng blocked his sharp mouth to prevent the gods who were just about to babble, but he muttered, "Reserved for later refining savage ghosts, ten-phase savage ghosts can fight ghosts and gods, that is The materials are not easy to collect."

"Quickly come back, these two...what, something is wrong." Huan Hong concealed an anxious voice, and Chen Feng turned around and looked around.

The two things... Da Mao and Er Mao, in Huan Hong's eyes, are indeed not right, but in Chen Feng's eyes, they are normal.

Two guys are tonic.

On the battlefield of corpse puppets full of broken limbs and arms, pick and choose, swallow the essence of corpse puppets, which is commonly known as...drinking brain flowers, chasing the heart.

The difference between the refined corpse puppet and the transformed corpse is that it is not decayed. Although the brain flower and heart are withered, it is the essence of the corpse puppet.

"Oh, it's okay, it's time for supper."

Chen Fengshi Shiran came over and saw Huanhong swallowing his saliva, with a green face, teasing him: "You can also try the taste, it is smooth and smooth, it melts in the mouth, not fishy or smelly, and does not pull your throat. ."

"Wow." Huan Hong vomited with a bitter gall, turned her mouth and turned to retching again and again.

"The corpse puppet is not a fresh corpse. If you think of the corpse puppet as smoked old bacon, it feels much better."

Huanhong, "..."

The retching got worse.

Chen Feng patted Huanhong's back lightly, handed over water to rinse her mouth, and said: "Wuliyuan is no longer suitable for the night. I am afraid this is the cemetery of the corpse-backer, although I haven't figured it out yet. , Why are so many corpse puppets refined? However, judging from the corpse transformation of the corpse of the soul house in Dingcheng town, the water in Tanzhou is far deeper than the surface."

Huan Hong wiped the corners of her mouth and nodded: "I also feel more and more that the Jigu Sect incident is just the shallowest first layer of appearance. I think of the fact that the Gu eagle lord set up a teleportation formation on the Four Sacred Mountains. , You said, in the chaos in Tanzhou, is it possible that the monster race is hiding behind the scenes."

"It is possible, but not very." Chen Feng shook his head. The life of the Gu Carved Lord on the Yin and Yang Book does not involve Tanzhou. Maybe he is not the principal here, but it does not rule out that the demon race is behind the scenes. Chaos, after all, Tanzhou borders the Yaozu territory, and they want to repay the revenge that Dashun Taizu chased and killed three thousand miles ago more than 300 years ago. Tanzhou is a place that has to be crossed.

The hostile forces planted dark sons on each other's land and caused riots. This is a basic operation in all dynasties and generations.

However, the current situation in Tanzhou is quite chaotic, and Chen Feng even has the illusion that the Dashun imperial court is doing its own thing.

Chen Feng secretly feels that there is more than one force involved in things. For example, the corpse puppet cemetery in Wuliyuan now has more than a hundred in number, plus the three silver corpses of the freshly refined spirit calmer, which is obviously not registered. Black households who have passed.

The number is so huge, buried in the ground, and not sent, seems to be waiting for some time.

The huge number of corpses in Wuliyuan.

Combined with the fact that Yin and Yang were listed on the life of the Tanzhou Army and sold corpses in private.

Chen Feng smelled a scent of rain and wind all over the building.

Based on this inference, the corpse puppet cemetery is estimated to be far more than Wuliyuan.

There is another Yin Ling guarding the tomb.

This side is still hidden in the dark, with the power of corpse-back people, which should not be underestimated.

"Since it is not a monster, we encountered a large corpse puppet cemetery in Wuliyuan, will it be the eighteenth prison that has the remnants of the previous dynasty to escape?"

Huan Hong's words made Chen Feng amazed.

The word "Eighteen Prisons" sounds inexplicably familiar.

Huan Hong continued: "The corpse-back person walks between the yin art and the six veins and the yang. The secret method of corpse refining is inherited from the eighteen prisons. At the moment, the group of zombies that belonged to Taizu Dashun, but they are not called zombies, they are called undead."

Suddenly, Chen Feng said that the soul of Zhongli, who was called the corpse of the soul in the life and death market, had vaguely mentioned the eighteen hells when he obtained the secret method of refining the corpse. It now appears that the Eighteen Hells is really not the eighteen layers of hells understood in the previous life, but a prison of the underworld, forming a whole line of itself.

"It's not that there is no such possibility. Dead but not stiff, stiff but not dead, the zombie race has infinite life. This way alone makes many people yearn for, and it is not ruled out that someone cooperates with them and wants to gain eternal life."

"It seems that this yin and yang order was not completely resolved by the Taizu Dashun in the past. Such a talented person would die too early."

"Who told you Dasun Taizu died?"

Huan Hong's words made Chen Feng a series of question marks suddenly appear in his mind.

"It is rumored that the Taizu's succession was extremely hasty. It was at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period. There was no warning. Suddenly he issued an edict to pass the throne to the prince, and he, like the world has evaporated, anyway, the Dashun Dynasty never told the world Taizu to drive. Collapse."

"Three hundred years have passed?" Chen Feng raised three fingers and frowned, "Is the Taizu Dashun still alive? How did he do it?"

"You can't be called alive. Anyway, as far as I know, the Demon Race once sent several demon kings to make trouble in the imperial city two hundred years ago. They did not detect any news about the great ancestor, but died in Kyoto. Secretary, that’s terrifying."

"The Demon King Zheji, the one from the Soul Suppression Division, uh... which one?" Chen Feng was stunned for a moment before realizing that Huan Hong was definitely not talking about Jin Fengwei.

"Of course it is that person." Huan Hong cleaned up and made six gestures, and shook before Chen Feng's eyes, "In addition to the six ways of reincarnation that you represent, who else can be there."

Chen Feng's mind flashed through a brain wave, and there was a kind of comprehension and enlightenment of hindsight.

It turns out that the six big tongues of colors beside the soul well represent the six realms.

Thinking that I still chatter with them from time to time, Chen Feng felt a chill in his back.

No wonder I always feel that the entire Department of Soul Township is a living thing. It should have been thought that Chen Feng has a feeling that the authorities are obsessed with the bystanders.

It's worthy of being the master of Lian Rong who was kneading the dough in Zuixin Fang. The news channel is indeed smoother than mine...Chen Feng saw Huan Hong's face gradually improved, helped her get up, turned her head and heard the movement behind her, Da Mao and Er Mao had late night. complete.

Liangmao grinned hey and silly, with a black circle on his mouth, and a roar from his throat, which was mellow and frustrated, as if expressing a happy mood.

"Clean your mouth and come back." Chen Feng pointed to the ashes in the corner and wiped his mouth.

Da Mao looked at the ashes, then turned his head, licked his mouth with his tongue, spared it circle after circle, indicating that he didn't need to wipe it, and it was clean.

Er Mao is more honest, squatting to the corner properly, pouch pouch, smearing ashes on his mouth handful of ashes, the black circle turns into a gray circle, and a sausage mouth.

Huahong was surprised. Chen Feng's various methods were various. Even the refined silver corpses were unique. Not only were they not rigid, they also faintly carried personal emotions. Over time, I am afraid that they will not give birth to spiritual wisdom and become the first stiff.

The first zombie, rumored to be the first generation of zombie clan, also known as zombie ancestors, is extremely powerful.

According to reports, the zombie emperor in the previous dynasty, Dirty, was not a zombie ancestor, but was made by the roar of a corpse.

And the roar of the dead, in the prehistoric period, was only the mount of the mature ancestor.

Huan Hong looked at Chen Feng, wondering, when the little braid in Luwei Town would grow to such a height that I was afraid of, even the corpse-carrying man's methods would not matter to him.

What else does he not know?

What has he experienced?

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