Seeing this scene, Taoist Master Qianhe's disciple Dong picked up his sword and stabbed straight at the zombie, with no fear on his face.
It can be said that with just one encounter, Dong's chest was pierced by sharp nails. The zombie pulled him closer to the golden coffin, and then the golden coffin flipped upside down, submerging the two figures.
"East!"
Qianhe shouted loudly, and he and the three disciples from Nanxi and Northwest came forward to rescue him and worked together to lift the golden coffin. However, things didn't go as expected. After the zombie sucked Dong's blood, he stretched out his arms and knocked the golden coffin away.
Seeing this, Taoist priest Qianhe pulled Dong out from under the zombie, then kicked it away and shouted: "Tie up the corpse with a rope!"
The south, north, and west were divided into three parts, standing in a triangle. The three of them rang the bells in their hands at the same time, threw the corpse ropes over each other, and locked them on the zombies.
Taoist Master Qianhe made a sword trick and touched it on the peach wood sword. The sword suddenly glowed with bright yellow gold and stabbed towards the zombie.
One blow penetrated the zombie's abdomen.
"Roar~"
The beast-like voice of the zombies came out, and his hands became claws and grasped the arms of Taoist Master Qianhe, and the blood instantly dyed Qianhe's clothes red.
Taoist priest Qianhe endured the pain, straightened his right foot and kicked the zombie's chin, and landed accurately. The zombie was forced to tilt in mid-air, almost parallel to the ground.
"Roar!"
The zombie roared and jumped upright, ejecting Taoist priest Qianhe instantly and slamming him onto the muddy ground.
The three disciples in the south, north and south watched their master fall, tightened the ropes to bind the corpse again, and pulled the powerful zombie without any slack.
Qianhe was in pain and opened his torn sleeves. Three deep fingerprints appeared on his white arms underneath. He immediately took out the glutinous rice and applied it on it.
"Nan, use more force!"
Bei grabbed the rope that bound the body and kept sliding forward. He gritted his teeth and said to Nan.
"I want it too……"
Nan was also sliding on the muddy ground, unable to deal with the evolved zombies.
As he said that, the zombie turned around suddenly, grabbed the rope that tied the body tightly with both hands, and then used his feet to violently throw out the three people from the south, north and west who were holding the rope.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The three people from the south, north and west crashed into tree trunks and the roof of the tent, and were seriously injured.
Hearing the noise, Steward Wu opened the door and cursed, "What are you doing? Why is there such a big noise?"
However, when he raised his head and looked forward, he was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he yelled and ran towards Brother Seventy-One.
"Brother Seventy-One, the prince has turned into a zombie, let's run!" It must be said that the eunuch is still very loyal to his master.
Brother No. 71 shook his little head: "No, he is my imperial uncle. I can't leave him alone. We can't leave."
Although the young prince is young, he knows the royal affairs very well.
However, isn’t this a kind of ideological restraint on children? Do you really think you have good luck? Ridiculous, luck has long since declined!
"Clang, clang, clang!"
Outside, the fierce sound of metal fighting began to be heard. The leading guard and his men slashed horizontally and vertically at the zombies.
"How is that possible?" The leading guard looked shocked. Their special weapons, which were as sharp as iron and were as sharp as clay, could not even break the skin of a zombie at this moment!
"Roar~"
The zombie exuded an astonishing aura of violence. He jumped in front of the leading guard. Before the leading guard could react, his neck was bitten by the zombie.
Within a moment, the zombie threw away the already drained leading guard and continued to move towards the others, just like one little guard at a time!
"Brother Seventy-One, we..."
Inside the tent, Steward Wu was still persuading the young prince earnestly. Suddenly, the sound of a door curtain being torn apart was heard. He turned around and saw the zombie.
"Ah~" Wu Guanshi screamed, twisted his butt and hid behind the young prince.
When the young prince saw the zombie, there was no fear on his immature face. He pulled out the special small sword on his waist and said softly: "Uncle, I'm sorry!"
While speaking, the young prince stabbed at the zombie.
"No, no!" Wu Guanshi hid behind the chair, his face already pale, and shouted loudly.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
The small sword stabbed into the zombie's body without any penetration, and instead made a sound of metal colliding. The zombie knocked the small sword away and then caught the young prince in the air.
The young prince is a close relative of the zombies, and the blood of his close relatives is what he desires and needs the most!
Seeing those sharp teeth about to pierce the young prince's neck!
"Ah, brother seventy-one!"
The loyal steward Wu swung his handkerchief, squirmed and hurried over, snatched the young prince away from the injured zombie, and pushed his perky butt back hard!
"Roar~"
The zombie roared, grabbed Guanshi Wu's shoulder, lowered his head, and was about to head towards his neck.
"Evil beast!"
Taoist priest Qianhe, who had regained some strength, suddenly appeared, took out glutinous rice and directly blocked the zombie's eyes, then hugged the zombie and threw them to the ground.
"I'm holding him back, you guys hurry up and leave!"
Taoist Master Qianhe shouted, sweat dripping from his face.
"Help, help!" Wu Guanshi hugged the young prince and rushed out, shouting continuously and walking in a hurry.
Taoist priest Qianhe has recovered some strength and is fighting with the zombies. After ten moves, Taoist Master Qianhe clearly felt powerless.
"A man of righteousness should die for the righteousness!"
Although Taoist Master Qianhe was defeated, he had the will to die and fought the zombies with all his strength to buy the time for Mr. Wu and the young prince to escape!
In the distance, Lin Yu had just arrived. Seeing this scene, his heart was touched and he was infected by the pure spirit of Taoist Master Qianhe.
His eyes were naked, his body was instantly petrified, and he went straight towards the zombies.
"Roar~"
The zombie grabbed Taoist priest Qianhe and dropped him in the air. His sharp nails dug deeply into his arm, making him worse and more seriously injured.
"You evil beast, suffer death!"
Lin Yu suddenly appeared in front of the zombie and hit it in the chest. The zombie was forced to let go of Taoist Qianhe and staggered back.
Taoist priest Qianhe was also caught by Lin Yu and placed firmly on the ground.
"Little friend Lin..."
Taoist priest Qianhe's consciousness was a little blurry. Looking at Lin Yu's appearance, he thought he was hallucinating and murmured in his mouth.
"Taoist Master Qianhe, quickly apply the glutinous rice."
Lin Yu handed the glutinous rice he had prepared before to Taoist Priest Qianhe, looked at the royal zombie, and his fighting spirit burst out in an instant, saying: "Let me deal with him."
With that said, he strode forward.
Taoist priest Qianhe suddenly woke up when he saw Lin Yu's advancing figure, and immediately applied the glutinous rice given by Lin Yu to the wounds on his two arms.
"It is detected that the host has arrived at the check-in location. Do you want to check in?"
Lin Yu, who was walking forward, suddenly stopped and said: "Sign in!"
"Congratulations to the host, for obtaining the advanced growth of "Petrification Technique"."
As he spoke, Lin Yu's understanding of "Petrification Technique" became more thorough. At this moment, he could already petrify others!
