"Monk, you..."
He never expected that Monk Zhuang would do such a thing, and the resurrected corpse was stunned on the spot for a moment.
Monk Zhuang is not a "demon" in the ordinary sense, but a "weird" who came from the bronze bell of the ancient temple.
Compared with ordinary "monsters", the most important thing about "monsters" is not the meridians composed of acupoints and Qi meridians, but the spirituality that originally gave them consciousness.
Although as long as that touch of spirituality remains, even if Monk Zhuang is knocked back to his original form, he can start over again.
But the time and energy spent during this period was far better than that of ordinary "demon". Even Monk Zhuang himself was not sure whether there would be a chance to transform again.
So when Monk Zhuang did not hesitate to fight the storm with his own body, it meant that he was ready to die.
"Stop talking nonsense, I know you still have some trump cards to show, don't hesitate!"
"After all, the boss has been a life-saving grace to you and me, and I don't want her to feel that we are really holding her back!"
After hearing what Monk Zhuang said, the resurrected corpse finally had no choice but to sigh helplessly.
"That's all! In this case, I will risk my life to accompany you!"
In the surprised eyes of all the soldiers, the resurrected corpse suddenly raised his right arm to the sky, and an ancient talisman blossomed between his eyebrows and forehead.
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"Mr. Taishan Mansion?"
Looking down at the resurrected corpse below with the same surprise, Pei Wende couldn't help but blurt out.
Because others may not recognize the ancient talisman, but how could Pei Wende, who once used the power of "Taishan Mansion Lord" to reverse yin and yang, not recognize it?
tumultuous!
As the invisible and immaterial ancient talisman emerged from the brow of the resurrected corpse, a huge vortex visible to the naked eye appeared out of thin air, sweeping across the earth with a trend that was faster than a storm.
In addition to the escort team shrouded by the golden bell, all living beings in the black vortex were sucked in, even Fei Lian, who turned into a strong wind, was no exception.
"What kind of power is this?!"
Feilian, who was forced to reveal his original form, roared loudly, but his body was twisted wantonly like a piece of paper, getting closer to the center of the black vortex.
That is the passage to the underworld and the starting point of the legendary ruins.
No matter human beings, gods or demons, anyone who is sucked into that black vortex is equivalent to entering hell.
Unless Lord Taishan personally nods his approval, or survives the tribulations of the eighteen levels of hell, it is possible to return to the human world.
"How dare you mortals... dare to bully me like this?!"
Although Fei Lian didn't know where the dark whirlpool led to, he still felt the unspeakable terror and trembling.
Under extreme fear, Fei Lian no longer cared about snatching the escort, and at the cost of giving up most of his own divinity, he forcibly sent a breeze out of the scope of the whirlpool.
"Just wait for me! I will come back for revenge!"
It seems like a long time has passed, and it seems like it's just a moment...
When the black vortex gradually stopped spreading and expanding, a palm-sized Feilian roared outside the sweep range of the black vortex.
But before Fei Lian could officially escape, a golden light suddenly appeared from the horizon and hit its landing point exactly.
"No!"
His pupils suddenly contracted, and Fei Lian only had time to let out an unwilling cry before he was completely absorbed by the golden light.
Clang!
Accompanied by the sound of gold and iron clashing, the golden light that penetrated the ground revealed its original appearance.
What kind of golden light is that?
That is clearly a golden flag!
The flagpole made of unknown metal was inserted several feet deep into the ground, and the flag woven with embroidered flags and silk was fluttering in the wind.
And in that golden flag, a vivid Fei Lian kept running and roaring, but could never truly break away from the shackles of the flag.
——Lingbao Secret Record·Ghost and God Flags!
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"Boss!"
Seeing the golden ghost fan appear in front of him, Monk Zhuang, who was still struggling to maintain the golden bell, suddenly became happy.
Then, as if in response to Monk Zhuang's words, a woman wearing official brocade robes and a heroic look between her brows slowly walked out of the flag.
The person who came was none other than Lianhua, the current envoy of Tanzhou Sichen.
"snort!"
With just a slight cold snort, the ghost and god flags behind Lian Hua naturally closed up, completely imprisoning Fei Lian.
And when she turned her attention to the resurrected corpse, she found that the other party seemed to have completely lost his mind, and only the ancient talisman was still maintaining the existence of the black vortex.
"I've told you so many times, that's not a power you can control."
Before she finished speaking, Lianhua took out a copper coin from her arms again, and then threw it hard towards the center of the resurrected corpse's eyebrows.
tumultuous!
The surging vitality stirred along with the strong wind.
Immediately afterwards, they were suppressed by a talisman that emerged from the copper coins.
Just like the ancient talisman between the eyebrows of the resurrected corpse, the talisman emerging from the copper coins turned out to be an equally ancient piece of writing.
No need to study, no need to think...
The moment everyone saw the talisman, they clearly knew the meaning of the talisman - Lingbao!
"Ahem..."
It wasn't until the black whirlpool in the sky completely disappeared that the resurrected corpse with white-eyed pupils gradually recovered, and the limbs that he had pieced together at will turned back into a normal human body.
"No matter how many times I watch it, it still feels so magical..."
The golden bell outside his body also slowly dissipated. Monk Zhuang looked at the resurrected corpse that had returned to its original state with a look of wonder on his face, without concealing his curiosity and shock.
The resurrected corpse's own limbs had been lost in previous battles.
After that, he would steal the body parts of other spirits to use as his own temporary limbs.
Therefore, compared to the human appearance at the beginning, the resurrected corpse at the end of the battle looks more like a messy stitch monster.
But when the ancient talisman between his eyebrows gradually disappeared, his improvised body gradually returned to its human form, and no trace of stitching could be seen anymore.
"If you want to talk about magic, I think your current appearance is even more magical."
Ignoring the commotion around the soldiers, the resurrected corpse angrily complained about the unconscious monk Zhuang.
At this moment, Monk Zhuang's body had lost the appearance of flesh and blood, and instead looked like a living bronze figure.
The metal body has biological activity, and can even move its arms freely...
Monk Zhuang's current appearance is indeed not much better than that of a resurrected corpse, and in terms of surprise, it is even better.
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