Director Wu intervened, and Taoist Master Qianhe was helpless.
He collects money from people, eliminates disasters for people, and dares to kill ghosts and zombies, but he does not dare to offend the powerful!
Although the Manchu Qing Dynasty has died, the remaining forces are still not something that a Taoist priest like him can offend.
It really made the young prince catch a cold. He really couldn't do the job, so he could only wait for the tent to be set up, send the coffin in early, and then try to strengthen the seal.
Taoist Master Qianhe's four disciples guarded the golden coffin for a moment. One of them found that the rain had wet the ink on the ink net, and quickly reported to Taoist Master Qianhe: "Master, the ink line has begun to melt!"
Taoist priest Qianhe's expression changed. He came to the corner of the golden coffin and found ink dripping from the ink fountain net. He suddenly became nervous.
At this time, the tent of the young prince had just been set up. Taoist priest Qianhe hurriedly came to Guanshi Wu: "Guanshi Wu, the Mo Dou line has begun to melt. I think it will take some time to set up all the tents. Why not let Shoucai enter the young prince first?"
tent."
"What, you want Shoucai to enter the young prince's tent? I tell you, it's absolutely impossible. Someone come and carry the young prince in. Don't let the young prince get caught in the rain, otherwise be careful with your heads."
Guanshi Wu ignored Taoist Master Qianhe's request at all. In his opinion, although the royal family in the copper-horned golden coffin was noble, it was still a dead person, and how could a living person be as valuable as gold?
Taoist priest Qianhe had no choice but to worry.
After the young prince entered the tent and spent half a stick of incense, another tent was set up.
Taoist priest Qianhe hurriedly asked people to push the golden coffin into the tent.
the other side.
Nu Qingji and Jiang Fan stood in the forest in the distance, with a layer of strong air blocking out the wind and rain from the outside world, watching the situation of Taoist Priest Qianhe from a distance.
Nu Qingji was puzzled: "What are we waiting for?"
"thunder."
Jiang Fan Road.
Nu Qingji wondered: "When it thunders, you can just draw the thunder from the sky."
"Different."
Jiang Fan didn't explain too much and just watched quietly.
Just when the bronze-horned golden coffin was about to be pushed into the tent.
"Click~"
Suddenly, a bolt of thunder fell from the sky and landed right on the bronze-horned golden coffin.
The four soldiers who were pushing the golden coffin came into contact with the golden coffin and were struck by sudden lightning and turned into several charred corpses.
The moment they were struck by lightning, the zombies in the bronze-horned golden coffin were also struck by lightning. By chance, they absorbed the life force of the four people, resulting in a strange mutation.
"Crunch... crunch... crunch..."
At this time, the coffin lid was pushed open from the inside by the royal zombies, making a teeth-searing sound. The ink net that entangled the golden coffin collapsed straight, unable to withstand the huge force, and began to gradually collapse.
Seeing that the zombies were about to break out of the coffin, Taoist priest Qianhe hurriedly shouted: "East, south, west, north, get the rope quickly, quickly!"
The four disciples from the East, South, West and North reacted quickly and quickly took off the ropes on their bodies and wrapped them around the golden coffin.
Taoist priest Qianhe jumped up on the coffin lid and temporarily suppressed the zombie.
But before Taoist Qianhe could tie the rope, an explosion was heard, and the bronze-horned golden coffin was shattered into pieces. Taoist Qianhe was even thrown away more than ten meters away.
"Uh-huh~"
A figure stood up straight and let out a low, hoarse roar.
The royal zombie was wearing the python robe of an official of the Qing Dynasty. He was spitting corpse air and showing four sharp fangs. When he saw the Taoist priest next to him, he immediately pounced on him.
"Form up!"
East, South, West, and North quickly took a few steps back and used corpse ropes to wrap around the rushing royal zombies.
When the four internal experts outside saw this, they picked up their weapons and stepped forward to help. However, the weapons in their hands were no different from scraping the body of the royal zombie.
Pierce the body, hold it and suck blood.
"The corpse has changed!"
"Run quickly!"
When the servants saw the royal zombies sucking blood, they were frightened and fled in all directions.
"You dog slaves, what's the decency of shouting and yelling to disturb the young prince to rest, I..."
Steward Wu heard the noise outside, walked out of the tent, took a closer look, and met the bloodthirsty eyes of the royal zombie.
"Oh, my God!"
Steward Wu immediately retreated to the tent and patted his beating heart.
"Master Wu, what happened outside?" the young prince asked.
"Little prince, it's not good. Lord Beile's body has changed. He's so scary. Let's run away!" Steward Wu stammered.
In the outside world, all four masters have been killed by royal zombies.
The four Taoist boys in the southeast, northwest and northwest were also in danger. Taoist Master Qianhe had just gotten up and was about to fight the royal zombies, when he saw a big golden handprint falling from the sky and slapping the crazy royal zombies on the head.
"Boom~"
When the big palm print fell, the whole ground shook.
"Pfft...pfft..."
The royal zombie made a miserable sound and was knocked directly into the ground. The surrounding ground collapsed under the heavy pressure, leaving a palm print more than three feet wide and five feet deep.
Among the palm prints, only one head of the royal zombie was exposed. The hat on the head had been shattered. The originally copper-skinned and iron-bone body also had cracks and black blood bruises.
Almost all of the top of the head was photographed into a flat head.
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After receiving a heavy blow, the royal zombie's neck was almost punched into its body. Its head was as wide as its shoulders, and its body sank into the soil, shaking constantly.
He has developed a certain amount of spiritual intelligence. Although he does not recognize his relatives, he knows he is afraid.
The blow just now made him fearful, and after struggling hard, he finally jumped out of the pit.
But as soon as it was unearthed, I saw a kind old Taoist walking over.
Jiang Fan's golden light is restrained, he looks like a fairy, and he has a kind face and kind eyes, but in the eyes of the royal zombies, he is as frightened as an ordinary person seeing a ghost.
The royal zombies were so frightened that they trembled, whined and retreated.
Taoist priest Qianhe understood the corpse language and was surprised to find that the royal zombie was shouting: "Don't come over!"
【Who is this old Taoist? 】
When Taoist Master Qianhe was surprised, Jiang Fan remained silent, raised his hand and threw out a whip of light, slapping the royal zombie into the air.
Before the royal zombies landed, Jiang Fan raised his hand and pointed, and golden sword energy shot out.
"Pfft!"
Like tearing rags, the royal zombie's head was penetrated by a single blow and exploded on the spot.
This royal zombie has mutated into a spirit, has copper skin and iron bones, and is invulnerable. Ordinary spells and peach wood swords cannot harm it.
But under Jiang Fan and Jin Chenxi's sword energy, he was vulnerable to a single blow.
"Plop~"
The headless corpse fell from mid-air, and the body was still twitching. Jiang Fan used the Samadhi True Fire to burn it to ashes.
[Main mission one, completion level seven out of ten.]
Are Zombies Royale weak?
Of course it is not weak. If Jiang Fan had not taken action, Taoist Master Qianhe and others would have died under its claws. Even Taoist Master Four Eyes and Master Ikkyu joined forces and were almost killed by the royal zombies, which shows how powerful it is.
It is estimated that even if Lin Jiu faced off, he would not be absolutely sure.
But strength and weakness are always relative. In front of Jiang Fan, dealing with the royal zombies is just a matter of raising a hand.
Seeing Jiang Fan kill the royal zombie easily, Taoist priest Qianhe stepped forward and saluted: "Thank you, senior, for your help."
"You are Welcome."
Jiang Fan waved his hand and said: "It is natural to eliminate demons and protect the Tao."
At this time, Wu Guanshi, who ran out of the tent, saw that things had taken a turn for the better and became proud again.
"This Taoist priest is so powerful. He is much better than these losers. Why don't you surrender to the young prince? After returning to the capital, he will serve the Qing Dynasty and enjoy endless glory and wealth!"
"Did you die early in the morning? Stop daydreaming, Xiaoyezi, let's go."
Jiang Fan greeted Wang Ye and left directly.
As for those scratched by royal zombies, Taoist priest Qianhe can naturally deal with them.
There is no need for Jiang Fan to worry.
"You dare to curse the Qing Dynasty, you idiot, you deserve to die."
When Wu Guanshi heard this, he was unhappy. He was afraid of zombies, but not people. To put it bluntly, he bullied the weak and feared the strong.
But he obviously found the wrong person. Jiang Fan had a bad temper. He was tolerant to the villagers, but that didn't mean he was tolerant to everyone. He turned around and glanced at Manager Wu, his eyes were as if they were real, and he instantly turned into sword energy and shot out, killing Wu. The manager's head shot.
Misfortune comes from the mouth, and there is always something you don’t understand!