Asking About Longevity Chapter 448

Chapter 448: Angry

 Zhang Quan was so angry that he vomited blood.

At this time, Mo Hua had already run far away with his corpse-controlling bell and his ancestor.

 In the dark night, the monks were fighting in a melee.

The ink painting uses the art of stealth to hide the figure, and moves like flowing water, moving through the corpse village, avoiding all attacks and spells, passing through thousands of flowers, not a single leaf touching the body.

 When he reached a roof, Mo Hua stopped, let go of his consciousness, and found Situ Fang.

Situ Fangzheng and the two elders of the Situ family fought against zombies controlled by several corpse cultivators.

After repelling the enemy, while taking a breather, a clear voice shouted:

 “Sister Situ.”

Situ Fang looked at the open space on one side. After a while, the figure appeared in the ink painting, and said with a smile:

“I grabbed the corpse control bell.”

Situ Fang was startled, "You actually grabbed it?"

Mo Hua shook his little hand and held three copper bells in his hand.

These copper bells are more delicate, tied with blood ropes, and the patterns on them are more complex. You can tell at a glance that the zombies they control are also more powerful.

Not only Situ Fang, but also Situ Jin and another unsmiling elder Situ all looked shocked.

Not long after the battle, you stole the opponent's trump card?

Situ Fang was shocked at first, and then he was overjoyed. His expression brightened and he said:

“Two elders, let's fight quickly and take down the zombie village!”

"good!"

 The two elders of the Situ family nodded.

 Without the iron corpse, they would have no fear, and they would have no scruples in taking action.

Two Ji Zhu took the lead in the charge. The monks of the Situ family were as powerful as a rainbow and were invincible for a while.

 There are also corpse cultivators who take corpse blood pills and their cultivation level increases dramatically, turning them into corpses.

However, these corpse cultivators are basically practicing Qi refining, and their skills and techniques are average. No matter how much they take drugs, they are no match for the foundation-building cultivators.

 It just held on for a little longer.

Mo Hua found Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi again, "Let's arrest Zhang Quan, don't let him escape!"

 Bai Zisheng was overjoyed: "Okay!"

 Zhang Quan really wanted to run away.

 The zombie stronghold can no longer be defended.

The formation is broken, and there is no zombie control bell, so the iron zombies cannot be controlled. It is only a matter of time before the zombie village is breached.

 If something cannot be done, there is no need to do it.

Where there is life, there is hope.

 Zhang Quan packed some key things, then changed into ordinary robber's clothes, mixed in with the crowd, and tried to sneak away.

 The zombie village is in chaos, with chasing and fleeing monks everywhere.

 For a while, no one noticed Zhang Quan.

 But he could deceive others, but he could not deceive Mo Hua.

Mo Hua found out that Zhang Quan was missing, so he stepped lightly, pressed against the wall, and walked to a high pavilion in the zombie village, activating his consciousness to the extreme.

 In the chaotic battle situation, the spiritual power of the monks was clearly visible.

 It is clear whether it is strong or weak, what color it is, and what attributes it is divided into.

Mo Hua looked around and found a deep spiritual power in a corner.

The spiritual power is earthy gray, gloomy and filthy, and is being restrained as much as possible, as if for fear of being discovered by others.

Mo Hua's little hand pointed far away, “There!”

 Bai Zisheng looked in the direction of his finger.

Sure enough, in the corner of a stone wall, I saw a monk dressed as a robber, huddled in the corner, pretending to be afraid, and then with a gloomy look, he looked for an opportunity to escape.

 “You bastard, where can you run?”

Bai Zisheng shouted loudly, waved his right hand, took out the spear, the spear was powerful, and the body was like a dragon, and he went straight towards Zhang Quan.

At the same time, Bai Zixi twisted her slender hands, and three golden sword energies gathered together. The white fire on the sword also flashed through the air and flew towards Zhang Quan.

Zhang Quan's scalp was numb and he hurriedly got up and ran away. However, when he turned around in panic, his right shoulder was still hit by the tip of Bai Zisheng's spear, leaving a **** mark.

At the same time, Bai Zixi's sword energy also arrived.

Zhang Quan dodged two attacks, but the third one pierced his shoulder. The sword light twisted the wound, and the white spiritual fire burned, and the pain was unbearable.

 “Fuck you!”

 Zhang Quan was extremely angry and helpless.

He can only run. Now, all his moves have been seen through, and his trump card has been stolen. There is no way he can be the opponent of these two little monks, a man and a woman.

What's more, now that foreign enemies are surrounding him, he will definitely die if he drags on any longer.

 Zhang Quan used Earth Escape again.

The Walking Corpse Village is built on a mountain. The ground is full of earth and rocks, and there are many houses and caves. In addition, the night is dark, and the battle situation is extremely chaotic.

 So Earth Escape is more hidden and difficult to detect.

Before he could escape very far, he heard a roar and a fireball arrived in an instant and hit the ground.

The fire spiritual power passed through the ground and reached him. It burned slightly and was not very powerful.

 But the fireball spell is just a guide.

 What followed was a sharp spear and a golden sword aura.

 Zhang Quan was stabbed again and hit by a sword energy in the back.

He quickly exited the escape technique and looked around, and sure enough, he saw a familiar, small figure sitting cross-legged on a high pavilion not far away, with fireballs condensed on his fingertips, looking at him with a smile. As soon as I saw this smiling face, my head buzzed and my scalp trembled.

 He felt that all the blood in his body was rushing to his head, and he was so angry that he could not speak.

After a long time, he pointed at the ink painting with trembling hands and said angrily:

“Did you steal my...my things?”

Mo Hua looked innocent, "What is it?"

 Zhang Quan said angrily: "My corpse control bell!"

“Oh,” Mo Hua seemed to have thought about it. He rummaged through his storage bag and pulled out a few bells, and said doubtfully:

"This thing belongs to you. I saw that no one wanted it, so I kept it for a while."

 After speaking, Mo Hua stuffed the copper bell into his storage bag.

 Zhang Quan looked at Mo Hua with his own eyes, took out his corpse-controlling bell, looked at him again, and stuffed his corpse-controlling bell into his own storage bag, his eyes turned red for a moment.

 Zhang Quan gritted his teeth and said:

 “Then my…ancestors…”

 “Ancestor?”

Mo Hua pulled at the storage bag for a while and took out a large ball of crumpled paper-like stuff:

 “Is this your ancestor?”

 Zhang Quan vomited out a mouthful of blood.

 “Okay! Okay! Okay!”

 He said "good" three times in a row, his eyes were blood red and covered with bloodshot eyes, and his voice was hoarse:

“You stole my corpse-controlling bell and insulted my ancestors of the Zhang family. Even if I die today, I will crush your bones and raise your ashes!”

 After speaking, he turned his right hand and took out a bright red pill.

This elixir was redder than the corpse blood elixir he had taken before, so red it seemed to bleed.

The moment he took out the elixir, Bai Zisheng noticed it and was about to fly the elixir away with a single move of his spear.

Bai Zixi also condensed a sword energy, trying to cut his wrist and interrupt his drug taking.

 Zhang Quan gritted his teeth, blocked with his left arm, and took Bai Zisheng's spear.

 Then he turned slightly sideways and forcefully took Bai Zixi's sword energy.

 Then he tried his best to take the blood elixir in his hand.

But before he could enter, a swift fireball roared over and accurately hit Zhang Quan's right hand, burning his palm black and burning the pill in his hand to ashes.

 Zhang Quan was so angry that he lost his mind.

 It's fireball again? !

 It's this kid again!

 Zhang Quan was so angry that he became a little numb.

Mo Hua is still mocking him:

 “How dare you try to do the same thing despite your small skills?”

“If you still only have these little tricks that can't be put on the stage, then your corpse-controlling bell will be mine, and your ancestors will also be gone…”

 Old ancestor, we are going to die...

Hearing this, Zhang Quan's eyes were about to burst, and he wanted to say something else, but before he could speak, he rolled his eyes, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he fell straight down.

 Bai Zisheng stepped forward and kicked Zhang Quan.

 Zhang Quanquan had no reaction.

Bai Zisheng frowned, raised his head and said, "Mo Hua, you **** him off."

"No way…"

Mo Hua was startled.

 At any rate, he is a master of a family and a corpse refiner, so his character cannot be so bad.

"Isn't it said that people who refine corpses have a cold nature? Are they so angry that they die so easily?" Mo Hua muttered.

"No matter how cool he is, I can't help you being so angry with him..." Bai Zisheng said helplessly.

Mo Hua scratched his head, "I'm not too angry with him, I just told the truth..."

 Are you "telling the truth"?

 Bai Zisheng was speechless.

 “Wait a minute…”

Mo Hua jumped down from the high pavilion, let go of his consciousness, took a peek at Zhang Quan's spiritual aura, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief:

　　　“I'm just dizzy from anger, not dead from anger.”

"Go to Sister Situ, seal his meridians with silver needles, and then use Daotingsi's iron locks to lock him up."

Mo Hua thought for a while and then said:

“By the way, we need to feed him some pills to help him survive, otherwise he will be really angry to death…”

 Bai Zisheng nodded, "Okay."

Zhang Quan, who was half -dead, was equivalent to breaking.

 The next steps are to hunt down the corpse cultivators, collect the remnants, count the fortresses and deal with the casualties.

Situ Fang and the monks of the Situ family are mainly responsible for these finishing touches.

Bai Zisheng took the initiative to help, he hadn't had enough of the fight yet.

Mo Hua took advantage of this period of time and took Bai Zixi to turn the zombie village upside down again.

The caves that were not entered before, the doors that were not opened, and the coffins that were not lifted were all searched carefully by Mo Huazhong.

 (End of this chapter)

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