Asking about longevity

Two days later, at Mao hour, day and night merged, and the morning glow broke.

The rays of sunlight shine through the poisonous miasma and corpse gas, and shine on the tomb hill, but it is stained with a gray luster, dark and dead.

Daoting's side launched an all-out attack and began the final battle to suppress the enemy.

Everything has been arranged.

First, dozens of highly lethal second-grade talismans were activated.

The surging spiritual power condensed into a huge killing power, or formed a sword array, or gathered into a fireball, or turned into a water arrow, sweeping towards the tomb mountain.

The zombies on the grave hill were directly annihilated by the spiritual power of the talisman.

Large numbers of zombies were strangled with knives, burned, soaked in water, and finally destroyed by the power of talismans.

Then a large number of zombies came.

Yang Jishan waved his hand, and a line of monks walked out, making secrets and using various spiritual weapons.

These spiritual weapons may turn into a hundred flying swords, or condense into thousands of silver needles, or set off a rain of fire all over the sky, killing the walking corpses like a tide.

The zombies fell one by one, were penetrated by spiritual weapons, or turned into flying ash.

Then it still came like a tidal wave.

Later, the Taoist side used talismans and spiritual weapons together.

Large numbers of walking corpses were wiped out...

Most of the people in the Dao court came from families or sects, with long inheritance and profound foundation. They were definitely not comparable to Lu Chengyun, who relied on marrying into the family to become a phoenix.

Even if they really use their trump card, these zombies can't resist it.

Under the firepower of the spiritual weapon talisman, a large number of walking corpses could only be wiped out.

A few iron corpses cannot escape the fate of being killed.

However, these trump cards are extremely rare and limited in quantity, so they will eventually be used up.

Half an hour later, after annihilating some zombies and weakening the enemy's strength, they charged head-on.

Yang Jishan glanced at the ink painting beside him with a worried look.

Mo Hua nodded to him, indicating not to worry.

He just followed the gangsters and had his senior brothers and sisters to look after him, so he would not be in danger if he was careful.

Yang Jishan sighed, then looked forward, with a stern expression and a solemn voice:

"kill!"

The Taoist soldiers behind him also raised their swords and shouted:

"kill!"

The formations on the Taoist armor are activated, and the spiritual power surges, corresponding to each other.

The sound shook Lin Yue and his morale soared to the sky.

Taoist soldiers lined up and charged, strangling together with the zombies in droves.

Like cold water into hot oil.

The tomb mountain suddenly boiled violently...

Mo Hua, Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi followed Yang Jishan, focusing on self-protection and not taking action rashly to avoid being involved in the tide of corpses and unable to escape.

Only at critical moments, cast some spells to relieve the surrounding battle situation.

This fierce battle lasted for a whole day...

There are monks who are constantly injured or killed, or the corpse poison attacks their hearts and becomes a walking corpse.

Similarly, large numbers of zombies continue to fall, including a few iron zombies and a large number of walking zombies.

But there are still a lot of zombies.

But Lu Chengyun was still missing.

Yang Jishan took the lead and charged towards the depths of the tomb mountain, where Lu Chengyun was hiding.

The other foundation-building monks also killed together with Yang Jishan.

The deeper you go into the cemetery, the more desolate and gloomy it becomes.

The groups of corpses are getting denser.

The more iron corpses there are, the more serious the corpse poison will be.

But with everyone using their methods, it was simply not something that the zombies could resist.

In the evening, all forces broke into the depths of the cemetery and saw Lu Chengyun and the Corpse King behind him at a mass grave.

Dozens of iron corpses were surrounding him to protect him.

Outside, thousands of walking corpses were still rushing in, seemingly to protect their "king".

The Taoist soldiers raised their shields and formed a human wall to resist the walking corpses outside.

Yang Jishan and others began to confront Lu Chengyun head-on, preparing for the final siege.

Lu Chengyun's face turned slightly pale, but his expression was still calm.

He glanced at Yang Jishan with a slightly cold gaze, then swept through the crowd and sighed:

"As expected of Dao soldiers belonging to Dao Ting, so many zombies can't stop you..."

Yang Jishan said in a deep voice:

"Lu Chengyun, your death is imminent. Hand over the Corpse King and surrender quickly."

Lu Chengyun shook his head, "With the Corpse King here, I still have a way to live. If you hand over the Corpse King, I will definitely die."

Yang Jishan sneered, "Do you want to fight to the end?"

"If I fight to the end, how can I survive? Daoting will not let me go, and neither will you."

Lu Chengyun raised his eyebrows and suddenly said strangely:

"But before the decisive battle, there is one thing I don't understand."

His eyes were cold and he looked at everyone one by one:

"I really want to know, among all of you present, who is the one who pried into the secret of the corpse mine and saw through the formation I set up? Can you still force me into such a situation?"

The monks looked at each other and remained silent.

Yang Jishan's eyes darkened slightly, and he was a little stunned.

Lu Chengyun didn't know anything about what Mo Hua did?

Yang Jishan looked around again and found that Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were beside him, but Mo Hua had disappeared.

Hidden?

"This concealment, can you really hide this from me?"

Yang Jishan was slightly shocked.

Seeing that no one acknowledged it, Lu Chengyun couldn't help but sneered:

"I thought he was an expert with perfect plans, but I didn't expect him to be a scumbag!"

Mo Hua, who was hiding among the crowd, curled his lips with disdain when he heard this.

This method of stimulating generals was too childish and could not make the slightest waves in his heart.

His curse words are much more irritating than this.

Yang Jishan's eyes narrowed slightly and he sneered:

"Lu Chengyun, your skills are not as good as those of others, and you are quick to talk for a while, but that's all you have."

Lu Chengyun released his spiritual consciousness and scanned everyone again, but still found nothing.

Among the monks present, there were monks with advanced cultivation, monks with extraordinary spiritual knowledge, and several monks who were proficient in formations at first sight.

But no monk could make him feel that kind of strangeness and urgency.

There is no one like the monk who weaves a snare and presses on him step by step.

Lu Chengyun shook his head.

That's all, it's over now, it doesn't matter whether you know or not.

In a life-and-death battle with real swords and guns, strength should speak for itself, and a little trickery is not worth mentioning.

Lu Chengyun looked at Yang Jishan with a cold look in his eyes and said:

"You underestimated this corpse king..."

"This corpse king is mine, no one can take it away!"

"Today, you will all be buried here!"

"Your flesh and blood will become the corpse king's sacrifice."

"Let this corpse king complete its true transformation and become the true lord of evil and the king of corpses!"

Lu Chengyun looked excited and his eyes were crazy.

Yang Jishan frowned, feeling something bad in his heart.

At this moment, the corpse king behind Lu Chengyun suddenly changed his aura, becoming bloodthirsty and furious. Its exposed skin gradually faded from iron-green to a deep bronze color...

Bronze corpse!

Yang Jishan's heart trembled.

Lu Chengyun wants to turn this corpse king into a bronze corpse!

The bronze corpse represents the rank, and the corpse king represents the status.

Once the Corpse King completely transforms into a bronze corpse, his strength skyrockets and he can command a group of corpses, but people like himself will have no way to deal with it.

Even with the protection of the Bronze Corpse Corpse King, they couldn't kill Lu Chengyun!

Yang Jishan took out the sunset gun and shouted:

"Go with all your strength! Kill all the zombies, including Lu Chengyun!"

Others also knew how powerful he was, so they no longer held back and started to kill Lu Chengyun one after another.

The foundation-building cultivators fought against the Iron Corpse. The spiritual power was so strong and the Corpse Qi was so strong that the aftermath alone shook the rocks and cracked them.

While Yang Jishan was killing Lu Chengyun, the corpse king, who had transformed into a half-bronze corpse, also stood in front of Lu Chengyun.

Its eyes were red, it had copper skin and iron bones, its fangs were thick and long, and the corpse poison on its fingertips was a thick dark green.

Each move brings with it waves of fishy wind.

Yang Jishan tried his best, but was still suppressed by the Corpse King.

Several other nearby foundation builders saw this and quickly came to help.

Among them were the skinny old man with a solemn expression, and the middle-aged monk with a reluctant look on his face.

But several foundation builders joined forces and managed to draw a draw with the half-bronze zombie king.

For a moment, everyone was shocked.

If the Corpse King was really allowed to completely turn into a bronze corpse, then they might all fall here.

After dozens of rounds of fighting, Yang Jishan felt a chill in his heart. Knowing that this was not going to work, he gritted his teeth and said, "Kill Lu Chengyun first!"

Lu Chengyun sneered when he heard this.

The Qi Refining Taoist soldiers were restrained by walking corpses, the foundation-building monks were restrained by iron corpses, and Yang Jishan, the foundation-building warriors with high combat power, were suppressed by the Corpse King.

How do they kill themselves?

Yang Jishan's eyes turned cold, a red light flashed in his hand, and flames erupted from the sunset gun, with astonishing power.

Lu Chengyun's expression changed slightly.

"Hold it!" Yang Jishan shouted.

Then he took a few steps back, left the attack range of the Corpse King, and came to a safe position. The sea of ​​​​qi rose, and his whole body's spiritual power was stimulated, and he merged into the sunset gun.

On the sunset gun, the spiritual power turned into fire and burned fiercely.

The flames condensed behind Yang Jishan, like a small sun condensed.

Lu Chengyun was startled and immediately drove the iron corpse to attack Yang Jishan:

"Stop him!"

The iron corpses around him bared their teeth and claws to kill Lu Chengyun.

The Corpse King also roared and rushed towards Yang Jishan.

The skinny old man shouted: "Protect Commander Yang!"

Then he took out several copper coins, held them between his fingers, imbued them with spiritual power, and then punched them all out, hitting the corpse king's joints.

The copper coins turned into ropes, binding the Corpse King.

The middle-aged monk sighed, and reluctantly took out a folding fan inlaid with jade and gold, activated it with spiritual power, and fanned it a few times, then it formed a wall of wind to protect Yang Jishan.

Every time the fan is fanned, a fan bone is broken.

The iron corpse rushing forward was blocked by the wind wall and could not enter at all.

At the same time, several other foundation-building monks also took action, some using spiritual weapons to repel the iron corpse, and some using magic to contain the corpse king.

After a few breaths, the sunset gun trembled.

All the surrounding flames suddenly gathered and compressed into the gun body.

Yang Jishan's face was pale, but his eyes were bright.

The skinny old man said quickly:

"Control the Corpse King and get the others out of the way!"

The monks around the Corpse King immediately evacuated.

Several other foundation builders used golden locks, wooden prisons, water nets and other spiritual weapons to immobilize the Corpse King, while several spiritual cultivators used spells to suppress the Corpse King so that it could not move.

Yang Jishan raised his spear levelly, and then the man and the spear merged into one, the energy flowed through the rainbow, and with great power, it pierced the corpse king's chest directly.

When the tip of the spear touched the Corpse King, raging fire spiritual power exploded.

There was a rumble and a deep pit was blown out of the ground.

The cracks in the rocks spread far into the distance.

The aftermath of the power shook away all the nearby monks and iron corpses.

Fire and smoke filled the air.

After the smoke dissipated, everyone looked shocked.

The Corpse King is still not dead.

At the critical moment, it blocked the shot with its arm.

The sunset spear pierced its arm, and the tip of the spear was close to its chest, but apparently there was no more power left to pierce its chest without even breaking the skin.

The corpse king showed scorch marks all over his body and was severely injured.

The aura was much weaker, but in the blink of an eye, the corpse aura was gradually recovering again...

Everyone was shocked.

What a powerful corpse king!

Yang Jishan also trembled in his heart, and then immediately said:

"Quick, take the opportunity to kill Lu Chengyun!"

The Corpse King was injured and couldn't move for the time being. Use this time to kill Lu Chengyun quickly!

Otherwise, when the Corpse King recovers, we will be in a deadlock again.

All the monks also came to their senses, and they all used their swords and spells to kill Lu Chengyun regardless of everything.

Lu Chengyun was shocked.

What kind of gun is this?

Can you really suppress the Corpse King?

Seeing the crowd coming to kill him, Lu Chengyun wanted to run away, but without the Corpse King, his strength was greatly reduced. Before he could run far, he was immobilized by the skinny old man with copper coins, and was entangled closely by several other foundation builders.

Yang Jishan wanted to pull out the sunset spear, but the tip of the spear was stuck tightly in the corpse king's arm and he couldn't pull it out for a while.

He gritted his teeth, reluctantly dropped the sunset gun, took out an ordinary spear again, and killed Lu Chengyun.

Although Lu Chengyun's mountain-opening sword technique is quite powerful.

But in front of so many Taoist monks, he was somewhat dwarfed.

Even with the help of iron corpses, they could only barely hold on.

At this moment, Yang Jishan arrived.

Casting the Sunset Spear consumes a lot of energy.

Yang Jishan's face was pale and his breath was a little weak, but he still took a breath, brandished his spear, grabbed Lu Chengyun's flaw, broke his swordsmanship, and kicked him to the ground.

Then he raised his spear high and stabbed Lu Chengyun hard into his heart.

Yang Jishan wanted to kill Lu Chengyun with one shot!

But this shot didn't penetrate.

In the middle of the journey, a few copper coins bounced away, and the tip of the gun missed a few points, only piercing Lu Chengyun's ribs and scratching a layer of blood.

Lu Chengyun took the opportunity to break free and was protected by the iron corpse again.

Yang Jishan was furious, his eyes were like swords, and he turned to question the skinny old man:

"Old man Wen, what do you mean?"

Without these few copper coins, he would have just stabbed Lu Chengyun to death with one shot!

The skinny old man looked horrified, "You can't kill him!"

Yang Jishan frowned and said coldly: "Why?"

The skinny old man pointed at the motionless corpse king in the pit, whose arm had been pierced by the sunset gun, and said in a trembling voice: "Its blood has turned pale gold..."

Yang Jishan was startled and looked suddenly.

Only then did he realize that the Corpse King's arm had been pierced by a spear. There was blood flowing down the arm, dripping along the spear and onto the ground.

The blood was originally dark green.

Now, it is dyed with a faint and strange golden color.

Yang Jishan's heart trembled suddenly.

"Evil transformation?"

"How come it's so fast?"

The skinny old man said in a frightened voice:

"It has its own consciousness. Killing Lu Chengyun is equivalent to removing the shackles on it. That is the most terrifying thing..."

The bloody scene of the entire army being wiped out and the corpse king roaring came to mind again.

Yang Jishan's face turned pale, he clenched his teeth, and a chill kept coming from his heart:

"Everything is settled!"

"If the matter of the corpse mine is not revealed, Lu Chengyun will continue to refine corpses, and the injustice will deepen. After dozens or hundreds of years, the Corpse King will evolve into a Taoist evil..."

"And once the corpse mine is leaked, Lu Chengyun will be surrounded and suppressed by the Taoist court."

"Large-scale monks fight zombies. The monks lose their lives and the zombies eat people. Between life and death, the blood energy and corpse energy converge, which will also give rise to the evolution of the zombie king..."

"And Lu Chengyun's death is the final key!"

"It's the key to unlocking the shackles and turning the Corpse King into an evildoer!"

"Once Lu Chengyun is killed, the Corpse King will be freed from the shackles, and he will instantly become a veritable 'King' among corpses, commanding thousands of zombies, and transforming into a true Dao Evil!"

"What a sinister plot, what a profound calculation!"

"The key is that there is no trace of these things at all, everything is happening naturally..."

And Lu Chengyun, including himself, are all pawns...

This is a dead end!

The skinny old man also figured it out, that's why he looked so horrified.

Some of the other monks also wanted to understand, and there was a hint of despair in their eyes.

Yang Jishan felt both nervous and afraid, and felt confused for a moment.

But he is the commander of the Taoist soldiers and has experienced hundreds of battles. He is also responsible for the life and death of the brothers behind him who fought alongside him.

The more critical it is, the more calm you need to be.

Yang Jishan forced himself to calm down. After pondering for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Now that the matter has come to this, we can only capture Lu Chengyun alive."

"Capture Lu Chengyun, use this to control the Corpse King, and then make a long-term plan!"

This is the only way.

The skinny old man also knows.

But killing Lu Chengyun was easy, but capturing him alive was not easy...

At this moment, a ferocious roar suddenly came.

Everyone followed the sound and saw that the aura of the Corpse King had revived and he slowly stood up again.

The tombs are filled with blood, corpse, filth, and death.

It recovers extremely quickly from its injuries.

The Corpse King's eyes were cold. He pulled out the sunset gun from his arm and threw it aside. Then he dodged a few times and stood behind Lu Chengyun again.

For a moment, the monks felt bitter in their hearts, and the look of despair on their faces became even heavier.

Feeling that the loyal Corpse King was silently standing behind him, Lu Chengyun felt a lot more at ease.

After seeing what happened just now, Lu Chengyun also figured it out.

He looked at Yang Jishan and said with a proud smile:

"Don't you dare kill me!"

"By the way, don't you dare kill me!!"

"After killing me, the Corpse King lost control."

"The zombie king's loss of control means that all the walking corpses in Nanyue City will lose control."

"The Corpse King transformed into a bronze corpse, commanded the iron corpses and walking corpses, and formed a terrifying tide of corpses to slaughter the city, kill people, eat people, and turn the dead into zombies!"

"This tide of corpses will gradually grow stronger, sweeping across the entire Xiaohuang State, and spreading to the surrounding Second-Rank State borders..."

"This is a catastrophe!"

"Why didn't this happen?"

Lu Chengyun pointed to his chest, "Because I'm still alive!"

"Because I'm still alive and the Corpse King listened to my orders, he didn't commit so many murders!"

"Only the monks in Nanyue City can survive!"

"There are no lives in the entire Xiaohuang State!"

Lu Chengyun's eyes looked crazy and he said in an excited tone:

"All this is because I am still alive!"

"I'm alive!"

"And once I die..."

Lu Chengyun's words stopped abruptly, and the smile on his face gradually faded away. When he looked down, he saw sharp fingertips protruding from his chest.

The fingertips were stained with blood and dark green corpse poison.

Yang Jishan, the skinny old man, and all the other monks all looked in shock.

They saw a zombie, took advantage of Lu Chengyun's carelessness, and pierced Lu Chengyun's chest with a claw.

And the one who silently and secretly carried out the murder was the "loyal" corpse king who had been standing silently behind Lu Chengyun!

The Corpse King actually "rebelled"? !