The skeleton was cut in half, but Zhao Xun was not happy at all, because more skeletons surrounded him from all directions.
Obviously this is not a Taoist temple, but a demon cave.
These skeletons must have been manipulated by others, and Zhao Xun extremely suspected that all of this was related to the Demonic Cult.
Of course, the top priority right now is to defeat these skeletons. Zhao Xun had no time to think about it and fought against Jia Xingwen one after another.
Jia Xingwen's martial arts cultivation level is higher than that of Zhao Xun, and he also showed the strength of an eighth-level martial artist after being freed from the imprisonment and suppression of the magic sound curse.
The fish machine knife showed a powerful impact in his hand.
The sword technique, which was filled with fierce energy, chopped off the approaching skeletons to pieces.
But without the blessing of Haoran Qi, these evil creatures seem to be more inclined to launch an offensive against Jia Xingwen.
Although his martial arts level was higher, Jia Xingwen gradually felt a little weak.
I don’t know what Wangcai is doing now.
Zhao Xun suddenly thought in his heart.
He was very glad that he had made the decision to put Wangcai outside the Taoist temple, so that there would be at least one person to report the news.
If they didn't come out for a long time, Wangcai would have gone to the bad handsome man for help as soon as possible, right?
No, since these monsters and evil spirits have sensed their intentions, they can naturally sense the presence of wealth.
How could the evil spirit allow Wangcai to escape and seek help?
Shouldn't...
Zhao Xun's heart tightened when he thought of this, but he had no time to be distracted for too long, because the next moment a magic hand came directly towards his chest.
This demonic hand is not completely made of white bones. There is a lot of skin and flesh left on the bones, and you can vaguely see the dense bone patterns under the skin and flesh. It looked very scary in the moonlight.
Zhao Xun's body instinctively leaned back, and an iron bridge escaped the blow.
Jia Xingwen also sensed this and turned sideways to avoid it.
He has been in the eighth-level martial arts realm for a long time, but because he has no chance of large-scale actual combat, his level has been unable to be improved.
Broken mirrors usually occur in dangerous environments, and the practitioner bursts out with the desire to survive, thus activating potential.
Of course, this is not absolute. Some practitioners with extraordinary talents can break the mirror by playing a game of chess, and there are also those who can break the mirror by writing an article or a poem, but these are a few talented people. Most people still rely on the Qi machine they use when fighting for their lives to break through the blockade of acupuncture points by the sea of Qi.
At this moment, Jia Xingwen felt a powerful aura constantly colliding in the Qi orifices around his body, which might break through these prohibitions at any time.
What a great feeling!
Is he going to break his mirror?
"Mingyun, be careful, those skeletons are standing up again."
Zhao Xun was startled, and when he took a closer look, he found that as expected, the scattered skeletons that they had chopped down before had all stood up at this moment.
Although some bones are damaged, it does not affect their ability to "move".
Zhao Xun gasped subconsciously.
As expected, these sinister and evil dead creatures are driven by a "qi machine".
Although they have no thoughts of their own, they can achieve most of the fighting actions just like puppets on strings, relying on the stimulation of their Qi machines.
Under the cover of the skeleton's offensive, Demon Hand has more space to launch his killing move.
Sure enough, after the magic hand missed once, it rose again in an instant.
Only this time, after it flew to a high place, it fell directly into the earth, performing the art of escaping from the ground.
I don't know whether it was pulled by the magic hand breaking through the ground, but the ground suddenly moved and countless cracked lines appeared.
Three dead bodies crawled out of the ground.
Their faces were ferocious, their bones were covered with rotten meat, and some of them could even see the white bones directly.
"It's the Corpse Chief!"
Jia Xingwen's expression changed drastically.
Just now he faced countless skeletons in a fashionable manner, chatting and laughing with great confidence.
But mentioning the Corpse Chief was like facing a formidable enemy.
This shows how terrifying this corpse leader is.
But Zhao Xun really wanted to complain about this name.
Corpse leader...
What a god. He has only heard of Huakui, Wenkui, Shikui...
Could it be that you cannot be a dragon and a phoenix when you are a human being, and you have to make up for it when you become a ghost?
"Zikui is not an ordinary walking corpse, but a dead creature with a certain thought of its own. Generally speaking, Zhikui has suffered great injustice before death, and the evil spirit and resentment have not disappeared, and some of the soul remains in the body, and A top-notch evil thing that was refined by people from the Demon Cult..."
Jia Xingwen introduced what a zombie was in the simplest terms, but before he could finish speaking, a corpse jumped straight in front of him.
Zhao Xun has been carefully observing these corpses. He found that the corpse leader's movements were very agile, not at all stiff like ordinary dead things.
Probably because of the remaining soul in their bodies, but this also determines that they cannot be completely controlled.
In other words, they are not exactly tool people.
Of course, there's no point thinking about this now. They must use all their strength to survive.
Zhao Xun held his breath and concentrated, forcing out all the awe-inspiring energy around him, forming a hemispherical air shield that covered him and Jia Xingwen.
The three corpses and skeletons were suddenly frightened by the air shield. They all stopped outside the air shield and did not dare to step outside the boundary.
Zhao Xun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.
Previously, he had only seen the method of using Haoran Qi to form a Qi shield in the book "The First Awareness of Wenzong" given to him by his mentor Wu Quanyi, but he had never actually used it.
So he was very nervous at first and didn't know whether this method would be effective.
But now it seems the effect is pretty good. Evil creatures are instinctively afraid of Haoran Qi, so they pose no threat to people within the scope of Haoran Qi in a short period of time.
It's only a moment that can be delayed. This is what Zhao Xun really thinks at this moment.
Using Qi to control the body is a unique system of Confucian practice.
Because of the existence of Haoran's righteousness, even ninth-grade Confucian cultivators can still protect their physical bodies by controlling their breath to form an aura shield.
It's just that the grades are different, and the scope and time for forming the air shield are also different.
For a ninth-grade Confucian cultivator like Zhao Xun, the aura formed is only a few feet in diameter, and the time it can last is only one stick of incense.
But for a Confucian saint in the Qingxuan Realm like Shan Chang, it is said that the aura formed is large enough to cover the entire city of Chang'an, and the coverage time can be as long as one month or even longer.
That's why so many foreign enemy countries did not dare to attack the Zhou Dynasty. It's not because of how powerful the Great Zhou Empire is, but because the Great Zhou Empire has three unparalleled strong men at the same time.
One is the mountain chief, another is Yuan Tiangang, the superintendent of Qintian Prison, and there is another one who is said to be hidden in the Daming Palace.
Of course now is not the time to consider these issues.
Just because others are strong does not mean that you are strong. Zhao Xun and Jia Xingwen now only have one stick of incense. If they wait until Zhao Xun is exhausted and the aura gradually disappears, the corpses and other dead creatures will definitely resurrect and launch a ferocious attack again.
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