Three people came out and one of them slapped the coffin with his palm.
The coffin lid opened, and a muddy guy jumped out of the coffin.
The man's face was rotten, and two rows of wolf-like fangs were exposed.
He was very tall, at least two meters tall, and was covered in armor.
"General of the Yuan Dynasty?"
The third master quickly judged the origin of this thing from the other party's hairstyle.
"Master, this... what is this?" The disciples were all frightened.
The third master held the red tassel gun in his hand and said coldly: "This is a bloody corpse! If I guessed correctly, these three people should be members of the San Corpse Sect. It is said that they are good at refining corpses. The objects being refined were more and more mature during their lifetime. The stronger, the stronger the refined corpse is!"
"Then, this General Yuan Da..."
The disciples of Dali Sect felt like they had something stuck in their throats. The next words could no longer be said out of fear.
Anyone with a little bit of historical knowledge knows that the Yuan army came from the grasslands and often ate raw meat. As a result, not only did they grow tall, but they were also very ferocious in nature.
Wherever the Yuan army went, the local villagers were all frightened!
This blood corpse refined by General Yuan Da is simply terrifying!
What's even worse is that two guys climbed out of the coffin behind General Yuan Da.
One person was covered in white hair and was dead but not stiff. The other person looked no different from a living person. He was howling and expressionless, just like the zombies in the movie.
"Three Corpses Gate!!"
"Blood corpses, zombies, living corpses..."
"Master, what should I do?"
The third master held the red tassel gun tightly, rose into the air, and stabbed the white-haired zombie. The red tassel gun penetrated directly through the body of the white-haired zombie.
The third master swung it hard, preparing to throw it off the cliff.
What the Third Master didn't expect was that the other party actually tried to compete with him. Instead of dodging, he grabbed the red tassel gun in the Third Master's hand and swung it hard...
The third master's heart skipped a beat as his body was picked up by the opponent and landed three meters away.
If Sanye hadn't been so powerful, he would have been thrown off the cliff.
"Master!"
"Third Master!"
The disciples of Longmen gathered around him one after another.
As the head of the Dali Sect, Third Master has always been known for his strength. When he was three years old, he could lift a twenty-kilogram stone lock, and when he was ten years old, he could subdue a four-hundred-jin pig.
When I was fifteen years old, I killed a cow with one punch!
Now that he was being manipulated by a white-haired zombie, the third master got angry and roared: "Everyone, stay back! Go deal with that bloody corpse. Let me deal with this guy!"
After that, he grabbed the red tassel gun and started pulling with the white-haired zombie.
The white-haired zombie dragged the third master towards the coffin, preparing to throw him in the coffin and suppress him. The third master saw the intention of the white-haired zombie, so he jumped up and kicked the white-haired zombie on the chin.
The white-haired zombie's jaw was kicked out of place on the spot, and his lower jaw hung on his neck, drooling all over the floor.
He just heard him roaring, puffing at the third master, and spitting out a stream of flames.
The third master didn’t expect that the zombies would breathe fire, and his beard and eyebrows would suffer!
"Malaba! The fourth brother is not here. If the fourth brother is here, I will kill you white-haired bastard!"
"Sect...Master, why is this thing breathing fire?" A group of disciples were horrified.
The third master threw out several red-tasseled spears with his backhand, and stabbed them into the body of the white-haired zombie, pinning him in place.
"Everyone, get out of the way, this is not a zombie, this is a drought demon! A white-haired drought demon!"
"This thing was transformed from a zombie. Once a drought demon appears in the tomb, no grass will grow on the surrounding hills!"
"Master, can you still stand it?"
"If you can't stand it, you have to stand it! Come on all of them!"
After the third master gave the order, the disciples of Dali Sect rushed towards the white-haired Hanbao one after another.
Some are wielding hammers, and some are wielding sticks. However, whether it is a hammer or a stick, hitting the white-haired drought demon is like hitting the soil with no reaction.
This thing has no pain at all!
After Dali Men's first wave of attacks, the thing spewed out a ball of fire. Two of the disciples couldn't avoid it and instantly turned into a fireball, rolling around and screaming.
When the few remaining disciples saw it, they didn't care about so many people. They rushed forward one after another, threw down their weapons, and stretched out their hands to hug the white-haired Hanbao.
"Boy, what do you want to do?"
"Master! I'm sorry!"
"ah!!"
A group of Dali Sect disciples were like a group of ants clinging to a big insect, clinging to the white-haired worm. Because the distance was too close, the flames of the White-haired Drought Demon had no effect.
The next second, they were pushed to the cliff by this group of disciples and fell towards the cliff together.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A series of muffled sounds came from under the cliff.
The remaining disciples were all red-eyed and rushed toward the bloody corpses and zombies.
"Ouch!"
A disciple was caught red-handed by zombies. That thing bit him on the neck, directly severing the main artery.
Blood splattered, and after taking a few sips of the thing, it pounced on other disciples.
"Be careful! This thing is poisonous!"
Soon, the Third Master discovered that the disciple who was bitten to death by the zombies got up again not long after he fell to the ground.
However, the disciple who got up looked completely different from before.
His eyes were dull, his face was ferocious, his eyes were white, his lips were purple, and there were black marks on the surface of his body similar to corpse spots. It makes a gurgling sound in its throat and bites anyone it sees!
Moreover, those who were bitten also turned into zombies and were tightly controlled by the people from the Three Corpses Sect.
The third master had no choice but to kick the injured disciple to the bottom of the cliff.
"Master, we can't let him bite our brothers again!"
"You all get out of the way and let me do it!"
The second-in-command roared, jumped in the air, and hugged the zombie.
Then the disciples who followed him dragged him and jumped off the cliff.
Under the cliff, there were another burst of blood-curdling screams.
The third master stared blankly at the cliff, his whole body trembling with grief.
From its establishment until now, Dalimen has never had such a large number of casualties!
"Three corpses! Seeking death!"
The third master turned around, picked up a big stone on the ground, and then put it down hard.
"boom!"
The boulder was like a cannonball, flying directly towards the leader of the execution hall.
The hall leader smiled coldly and slapped the boulder with his palm. The huge stone was unexpectedly knocked down from the air.
The third master was startled, and he picked up a few boulders and flew them over.
This time, three huge rocks flew towards the three disciples of the Three Corpses Sect.
The three men were concentrating on controlling General Yuan Da, fighting bloody battles with the eight coffin bearers, and did not even notice the stones flying towards him.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Two of the three boulders were knocked down by the flying tokens, and the other one directly knocked one of the three people to the ground.
General Yuan Da, who was originally controlled by others, went berserk in an instant.
