The middle-aged man chose to act after the sun went down in order to maximize the effectiveness of the wandering zombies and iron zombies. From the beginning, he had no intention of letting those villagers go.
The old Taoist priest panicked. He sat on the ground and tried to get up using his hands and feet. He touched a hard stone pillar and felt it was cold in his hands. He quickly climbed up the stone pillar and stood up. When he raised his head, he saw a blue-black face. He was so frightened that he was foaming at the mouth. His body went limp and he lost all breath, as if he was scared to death.
Tie Zhi stretched out his hand to lift the old Taoist priest up. The middle-aged man stared at him with glaring eyes, as if he was looking at a treasure.
"Although you are old and frail, you are still a monk after all. If you let me sacrifice you, you will definitely become my best iron corpse."
When the old Taoist priest heard these words, his beard trembled, he immediately woke up and spit out the foam in his mouth. It turned out that he was pretending to be dead before.
"Sir, don't... don't, please let me go."
The middle-aged man was unmoved. He wanted to see what other tricks the old Taoist priest had up his sleeve.
The old Taoist priest kept struggling and put his palms into his pockets. He took out a handful of dust and threw it on the middle-aged man's face. He then knocked his teeth lightly, bringing out a bunch of sparks, which he sprayed out with a secret method, instantly igniting the dust.
A fireball as big as a man's head swallowed up the middle-aged man's head and burned his face black, but the injury was not serious. The old Taoist priest had already taken advantage of the opportunity to escape like a golden cicada, took off his slightly worn and cumbersome Taoist robe, and fled far away.
The middle-aged man was furious, and with a wave of his hand, the two iron corpses jumped three feet, blocking the way ahead with just one jump.
The old Taoist priest had no choice but to curse, "Why hasn't this little brat come out to help me?"
The middle-aged man saw that the old Taoist priest had many tricks and was best at deceiving others. Accomplice? If it had, it would have come out long ago. He walked over carelessly, thinking that he would choose the most satisfactory one among the dozen or so torture methods he had used to torture this old guy later.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, he fell into a pit. There were sharp bamboo thorns in the pit. If his body hadn't been wasted, it would have killed him in one blow. The middle-aged man put his hands and feet on the wall of the pit, trying to maintain his balance while listening to the conversation outside the pit.
"Why did you come to save me now?"
"Old man He, don't you even look at how powerful this monk is."
"Then let's kill him quickly."
"Old man, are you confused? This person is not something we can deal with. Run away."
"Yes, yes, let's go."
The middle-aged man became more and more angry as he listened, and he jumped out of the pit with both arms. He had not fought in person since he had the iron corpse. Not only was he disgraced today, but his muscles were also sore after all the tossing. He had to go out. A bad breath.
I saw two more figures in front of the old Taoist priest, a young man and a weasel.
The middle-aged man sneered and said, "Why, did you call your grandson and pets out together? I will send you down together." After saying this, the two iron corpses rushed forward. When Lao Dao and Weasel saw this, they ran away quickly.
You Ziji just arrived here and saw the appearance of the iron corpse for the first time. It had a green face and fangs, and white hair flying on its body. It was so scary that it opened its teeth and claws. He thought that he would hit it with his flesh palm, but he felt a chill, so he quickly turned over to avoid it and used to split the air. He slapped the iron corpse in the air, bending its neck a little. The people around him were startled, and they were secretly surprised by how strong this young man was.
The middle-aged man secretly thought something was wrong, and quickly ordered another iron corpse to attack together. The two iron corpses, one behind the other, pounced on You Ziji again. Although this iron corpse is invulnerable, its level is low after all. Now You Ziji doesn't even need to activate the star veins. He only needs to hit it a few more times to destroy the iron corpse.
You Ziji leaned over and swept his legs, knocking the two iron corpses down, and then struck them away with a strike of his palm. The iron corpses danced in the air and had nowhere to rely on, and You Ziji took the opportunity to strike out with dozens of palms, breaking their necks. After the iron corpse fell to the ground, his face was stiff and expressionless, and he did not know the pain. Seeing that the iron corpse was still struggling, You Ziji flew up and kicked the iron corpse down, stepped on it, and burned it with the true fire of Samadhi.
Seeing You Ziji's ability, the middle-aged man wanted to retreat and immediately turned around and ran away. Upon seeing this, the old Taoist priest beat up the drowned dog and the weasel and chased after him. He pulled out the hairpin from his hair. It was a small mahogany sword. The wooden sword flew out, pierced the middle-aged man's ankle, and then wrapped around his leg. It turned out that there was a steel wire on the wooden sword. The old Taoist priest pulled hard and the middle-aged man fell to the ground. The weasel took the opportunity to rush over, bit the man's sleeve, twisted and shook his head, and knocked the man down again.
Seeing that he was being held back, the middle-aged man did not dare to delay. He quickly stretched out his arm to activate the mechanism, and a stream of black air spurted out from his sleeves. It was corpse air. If he was infected, it would be hard to find medicinal materials for treatment in this remote rural area. The old Taoist priest immediately grimaced and regretted coming out to pursue him.
After You Ziji finished dealing with the two iron corpses, he happened to see this scene. In desperation, he had no choice but to pop out a little Samadhi True Fire with his fingers. This was the benefit he got after resurrecting from the dead.
After You Ziji was injured, his consciousness was trapped in the spiritual platform and he could not get out. The method taught to him by the master Ye Yu to escape from the trap was the secret method of Tingyu Tower, which was specially designed to train his consciousness and use it to break through the cage of the spiritual platform. Naturally, You Ziji didn't know what this mental method was. He only knew that he followed Ye Louzhu's teachings and improved his spiritual consciousness every day, which was of great help to him. For example, this Samadhi True Fire is getting stronger and stronger and can be used against the enemy.
A spark popped out of You Ziji's hand, which came first to disperse the corpse energy and ignited the middle-aged man. The man opened his mouth and wanted to howl but could not make a sound. It turned out that the real fire of Samadhi was extremely powerful and his throat had already been burned. Burned through, both inside and outside the body were filled with flames, and soon it was burned to ashes, leaving nothing behind.
"You are really a bastard. You are covered in impurities and have nothing left at all."
The old Taoist priest cursed bitterly for a while, then turned around and thanked You Ziji.
"Thank you so much, young hero, for the rescue. The poor Taoist's surname is He Mingchang, and his Taoist name is Wushan."
"Young hero, please wait a moment. There is a village ahead that is being attacked by bandits. You good people, please do your best and help me rescue the people."
This Taoist priest was not very capable, but he had a good heart. You Ziji had a good impression of him and said, "The Taoist priest is very righteous, so of course I want to lend a helping hand. You're welcome."
"To be honest, I killed the bandits and the village was safe. It was only after the villagers told each other that I knew that Chang was in danger, so I came to rescue him."
When the old Taoist priest heard this, he couldn't help but sigh, "Such simple people have to suffer such misfortune. I don't know what happened to those officials who made the security here so bad."
The old Taoist priest sighed. How could You Ziji understand these things? He could only simply agree with them, which made him miserable. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the weasel trying to escape, and his eyes immediately lit up.
"Taoist Priest, is this weasel your pet? He seems to be running away."
As expected, the old Taoist priest stopped nagging and quickly stopped between You Ziji and Weasel.
The weasel shouted: "You are the pet, I am Hao Laodao's friend."
"Xiao Huang, don't talk too much!" The old Taoist priest stopped him quickly.
You Ziji laughed loudly. The untransformed wild monsters were shouted and beaten by most of the human beings. They were afraid that You Ziji would eliminate the monsters on the spot, so they quickly said: "Taoist Master, don't be nervous. I also had an untransformed monster." I am a monster friend in the form of a monster. Now I am traveling alone just to find him. I will not get rid of monsters without any reason."
"Brother Huang, you were so rude just now."
"That's pretty much it. You're pretty good." Xiao Huang was a familiar person. Seeing that there was no danger, he moved closer to the wanderer.
"By the way, what kind of monster is that friend of yours?"
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