The Drought Charm is a legendary evil zombie. There are many reasons for its formation, but generally it can be summed up in one point. The formation of most Drought Charms is not voluntary, but some are controlled by humans, and some are just bad luck.
There are many methods of human control. Basically, one is similar to Qin Xiaoling's method of thousand-year-old corpse. Select a man with the right birth date and use a special method to bury him on a special day. Of course, the place where he is buried is also
A specially selected one will form a fire zombie after many years. Then it will undergo a special refining method to form a dry charm.
Those who are unlucky are born at the wrong time and die at the wrong place. They happen to be buried in the dead end. Over time, they will also develop drought charm.
One of the biggest characteristics of this kind of zombie is that it can drive away all rain clouds. No matter it is the Jiangnan wetland or the desert grassland, in short, as long as there is a drought charm, it can be anywhere from dozens of miles to thousands of miles away.
There is any rain. When the drought comes out, the ground will be red for thousands of miles.
The drought here is obviously due to the drought charm, otherwise there would not be such an abnormal drought in this rainy place.
In Qin Xiaoling's eyes, a zombie is a zombie, but there is no distinction between a drought charm and a drought charm. She only knows that he has practiced Taoism for about three to five hundred years. From Qin Xiaoling's tone, the drought charm is still far away in her eyes. Naturally, no matter
Whether it is a thousand-year-old Yin corpse or an Arhat's golden corpse, they are far more powerful than a three- to five-hundred-year-old Drought Charm. It's just that I don't know whether this Drought Charm is controlled by someone or formed by accident.
They were looking for the old man's body in the lake, but they found a drought charm here. Lin Qiulu and Qin Xiaoling both looked at Qin Yifan, should they care or not? Although this area is not very big, just tens of miles in radius, people are already living in dire straits.
If they meet, can Qin Yifan avoid it?
Being chivalrous and righteous is not the true nature of a Taoist. In the eyes of a Taoist, the fate of a country and the fate of people are all determined by destiny. Whoever suffers the disaster will be the disaster. Tang Monk has been studying scriptures for so long, but he has never seen anyone reach the sky in one step and bring him there.
This is the reason for Xitian. If everyone is obsessed with these things, it will not only go against the original intention of the way of heaven, but also forcefully change the destiny against heaven. For those who practice Taoism, it will also harm their merits to say that the big is not big and the small is not small.
After looking at the looks between the two of them, Lin Qiulu didn't mind her own business. Qin Xiaoling was originally a zombie, so she naturally didn't want Qin Yifan to take action against Han Mei. The meanings of the two of them were clearly shown on their faces, and there was almost no need to guess.
"Let's go!" Qin Yifan decisively gave the order: "If he doesn't attack us, we don't need to pay attention to him!" This is a method acceptable to everyone. The two women nodded in agreement, and the three of them left together.
However, this simple wish did not seem to be so easy to achieve. Just when the three of them had taken a few steps away, Qin Xiaoling turned back and stared at a certain place without blinking: "You'd better not follow me.
Otherwise I’ll be rude to you!”
In fact, Lin Qiulu was simply unable to discover the hidden charm there. When facing a guy who was born to be a master of escape skills, especially a guy who besides running out and jumping around, escape skills were his instinct to act.
She doesn't have the sensitivity that Qin Xiaoling has when facing similar people. At the same time, she doesn't have the extremely sensitive ability to predict danger that Qin Yifan developed on the battlefield, so she is the only one who doesn't know the location of Han Mei.
But this did not prevent Lin Qiulu from taking a defensive posture. Although she did not know the specific location of Han Mei, even if the three heroes of Jianmen who were many times more powerful than Lin Qiulu were all present at the moment, even Lin Qiulu did not know their location.
Lin Qiulu didn't have the slightest fear. No matter who it was, it was impossible not to reveal their position under the careful attack of more than two hundred flying swords, let alone a little Han Mei.
The Qiankun Sword Box is not just a decoration for Lin Qiulu at the moment. It is also the result of Lin Qiulu's almost sleepless nights during this period. This is something she should be proud of. No one has ever had such an opportunity, not even the Taoist priest who was the former owner of the Qiankun Sword Box.
It took at least twenty years.
Unfortunately, Han Mei is not a person with enough clear mind and control. Qin Xiaoling's kind warning did not make him retreat at all, but forced him even more.
It’s no wonder that anyone actively sought death. Qin Xiaoling did not wait for Qin Yifan’s instructions, but she ducked out of the way and disappeared. Immediately, there was a ping-pong-pong-pong sound from the underground. You knew without asking that it was Qin Xiaoling who was madly teaching the “kid” a lesson.
Lin Qiulu and Qin Yifan both stood motionless. Qin Yifan would pay attention to the place where the sound came from from time to time, but more often, he paid more attention to another empty place, where there was nothing and no sound.
"What's there?" Lin Qiulu quickly noticed Qin Yifan's gaze and looked over there with some confusion.
"After all, Xiaoling has never experienced a real life-and-death battle. Her experience is too little." Qin Yifa said calmly without saying anything more.
"I'll force him out!" Lin Qiulu, who somehow had a very good relationship with Qin Xiaoling, felt a little worried when she heard this.
Qin Yifan was noncommittal, and Lin Qiulu almost thought that countless flying swords seemed to appear around her. If you look carefully, you can see that the flying swords seemed to be arranged regularly, just like soldiers in formation. Under Lin Qiulu's command,
Dozens of flying swords, like vanguards exploring the path, began to attack where Qin Yifan was looking.
"Roar!" A roar that didn't sound like a human voice came out from that place, and then, a fiery red figure emerged from the soil, charging towards Qin Yifan and Lin Qiulu with the heat of the sky.
Countless sword lights suddenly burst out around Lin Qiulu, as bright as the sun, tightly wrapping the fiery red figure. However, in the sword light, there was a jingling sound.
"This guy is quite virtuous." Even Lin Qiulu admired it. No one knew better than her about the effectiveness of the flying sword. Naturally, she also knew the strength of her opponent.
Except for a few flying swords of level six or above, all other flying sword attacks were in vain. Even those few flying swords that were effective, the effect achieved was mediocre.
The opponent's skin was like fine steel. An ordinary flying sword would just throw up a burst of dazzling sparks when it was struck. However, several high-level flying swords would pierce through the skin. However, after the flying swords passed through, it should have been
Where there was a small hole that was transparent from front to back, there was a burst of red squirming, and then it was intact as before, as if nothing had happened at all.
Surrounded by heavy sword light, the red figure still rushed towards Qin Yifan tenaciously. Lin Qiulu had already used her flying sword, but in addition to adding seemingly ineffective wounds to the red figure in vain,
Of no use at all.
Unable to bear it, Lin Qiulu's eyes also changed. She bit her silver teeth, stood up in front of Qin Yifan, commanded the flying sword, and attacked crazily. Even if the red figure could not be seriously injured, it would still consume his strength. Even if it was
It is impossible for God to have such infinite recovery ability. When the damage exceeds the limit, the enemy will collapse.
However, such a short-term consumption still cannot stop the opponent's rushing figure. I don't know what is going on with this drought charm. There is an attack here, but which one is Qin Xiaoling attacking underground? And, what is even more strange is that this
Han Mei actually didn't use the escape technique that he was proud of, but instead pounced at him, which was very strange.
Qin Yifan was sincerely grateful for the fact that Lin Qiulu stood in front of Qin Yifan at all times. Whether Lin Qiulu was ordered by the emperor or for other reasons. However, as a warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles,
Qin Yifan was unwilling to be protected by a woman during the battle.
Lin Qiulu in front of her was concentrating on the attack. Suddenly, a big hand grabbed her from the waist and gently picked her up. Lin Qiulu was shocked, but she immediately heard Qin Yifan's familiar voice: "Let me do it!"
Before she finished speaking, people had already rushed to the front. Lin Qiulu's face suddenly turned red, and she put one hand on the waist that Qin Yifan had just held. She was speechless for a moment. Even the attack with the flying sword stopped.
Many flying swords flew back to the Qiankun Sword Box.
He held a short dagger in his hand, but Qin Yifan felt as if he was holding a broadsword charging and fighting among thousands of troops. He raised it high and performed a simple force-cleaving Huashan style, carrying an indomitable momentum.
, shouted loudly, and struck hard at the red figure rushing towards the opposite side.
Although there was still a distance of almost ten feet, the fierce sword wind brought out by his hands slashed down, even the monster on the opposite side was frightened. His body turned sharply, trying to avoid Qin Yifan's front.
It was too late, but it was fast. Although the red figure avoided most of the body, one arm was still hit by Qin Yifan's knife wind. Silently, the half of the red arm was as easy as cutting tofu.
, detached from the figure, fell to dust with a snap, then made a hissing sound, emitted a burst of white smoke, and turned into a pile of fly ash in the blink of an eye.
The sudden change made the red figure stand on the spot as if he was dumbfounded. He could not figure out how his invulnerable body, which had experienced so many flying swords without any damage, could be chopped off by Qin Yifan with a simple move.
An arm?
Qin Xiaoling's figure suddenly appeared, holding a small figure in her hand. She was about to ask Qin Yifan for credit with a smile on her face, but suddenly saw the red figure, and naturally rushed to Qin Yifan, putting on a guard.
posture.
Somehow, all the women around Qin Yifan seemed to be willing to stand in front of him during the battle to protect him from possible attacks. Lin Qiulu did the same, and so did Qin Xiaoling. Qin Yifan engraved this in his heart.