I, Ninth Uncle, Junior Brother: God-Class Papermaker

Han Li was stunned for a moment, and looked at Jiu Shu from the side.

At this time, Uncle Ji’s expression was so serious that he looked in front of him and Han Li said: "Junior Brother Han, someone is doing it! I can feel that these zombies seem to be manipulated by magic power! It should be some evil way. Against us..."

"Ha ha!"

A sneer flashed in Han Li's eyes when he heard the words of Uncle Jiu.

"Brother, don’t you understand? What evil way? Obviously this evil way of big brother! He deliberately asked you to find coffin bacteria. This thing is not a Chinese cabbage. If I expected it to be good, the surrounding area, There are coffin bacteria, and only here! This is a conspiracy from the root!"

Han Li sneered and said to Uncle Jiu on the side.

Uncle Ji was silent, and he stood aside in silence without speaking.

In fact, he had already had this suspicion in his heart. After all, he was not stupid, on the contrary, he was very clever, but he was still unwilling to accept the fact that the brothers and sisters were fratricidal!

Just when Jiu Shu was contemplated.

On the other side of Shi Jian, the peach wood sword in his hand was flying, and the mysterious trajectory followed his peach wood sword.

Magic power gathered, and the invisible silk threads suddenly appeared on all the dolls. Shi Jian controlled those dolls and started to move!

At the moment when Shi Jian controlled the doll, on the Coffin Mountain, the corpses that were worshipping the moon in front of Wen Cai Qiusheng and others began to move! Wen Cai Qiusheng, who quickly moved towards the center, began to surround him.

"Brother!"

Han Li's expression became a little serious, and he drank to Jiu Shu who was on the side, awakening Jiu Shu from his own contemplation.

Now is not the time to think too much.

The most urgent task at the moment should be to solve the things in front of you!

Uncle Jiu's expression became unusually serious, and he shouted to Han Li who was on the side: "Junior Brother, we two will act separately. I will lead away those zombies. You will pull Wencai Qiusheng out, and then we will run away together!"

"Yes! Brother!"

Han Li nodded. At this moment, Uncle Ji pinched a hand art, and a talisman appeared in his hand out of thin air.

"Divine Armament is eager, eager as a law!"

Uncle Ji closed his eyes and chanted the spell quickly, and the talisman in his hand was suddenly ignited out of thin air.

The zombies beside him who had surrounded Wen Cai Qiusheng in the past suddenly froze at this moment, turned slowly, and began to rush towards the Jiu Shu on the side.

And Han Li's figure flashed at this time, and he rushed towards Wen Cai Qiusheng on the side.

At this time, the two of them were already tortured by the cold of the coffin fungus. Seeing Han Li's arrival, Wencai with coffin fungus in his mouth immediately showed a hint of surprise on his face. He rushed to Han Li's. Around.

He wanted to spit out the coffin bacteria in his mouth into Han Li's mouth.

Han Li looked weird and kicked him over.

Wencai, who was already unable to bear it, suddenly vomited the coffin bacteria directly. Qiu Sheng next to him looked at the scene before him, his complexion suddenly changed, and he was about to reach out to pick it up, but Han Li moved faster than him.

"Whoo!"

Han Li took out the soul treasure from his cuff, and a black mist instantly shot out from the soul treasure like a black giant python. He directly wrapped the coffin bacteria in the air. The black mist swept across, and with a swish, the coffin fungus was directly included in the soul treasure.

The sudden change caused Wen Cai Qiusheng on the side to be stunned for a moment.

At this time, Qiu Sheng was a little confused and asked Han Li who was aside: "Uncle Master, what about that coffin fungus? Why is it gone?"

Han Li glanced at Wencai Qiusheng, who was puzzled, and calmly said to the two of them, "I put the coffin fungus away by secret technique!"

Hearing Han Li’s words, the color of doubt in Qiu Sheng’s eyes became more intense. He hesitated for a while, looking at Han Li in front of him, and said suspiciously, “But the master’s paper money told me that the magic power of our cultivators It’s Pure Yang Spirit Power. This coffin fungus is pure Yin, so Magic Power can’t receive it..."

"Of course I have my way! Ask, ask! Why do you ask so much?"

Han Li glanced at Qiu Sheng in front of him and said in an angry voice.

"Oh……"

Qiusheng shut up quickly.

Just now.

"My son, be careful!"

Suddenly Xiaoli's exclamation came from the side, and Han Li's face changed slightly, and his figure shrank to the side subconsciously.

"Whoo!"

A cyan hand with jet black nails passed over where Han Li had stood!

Almost!

Han Li's complexion became a little ugly. Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, he was still a little bit awkward.

But at this time he didn't have time to think too much.

Suddenly two yellow turban warriors appeared in his hands, and they were shot out by Han Li in an instant. Magic power was poured into the yellow turban warriors paper, and the yellow turban warriors instantly expanded in midair and turned into a huge yellow turban warrior.

"Luxury protects the lord!"

The two yellow turban warriors were like two huge door panels, blocking Han Li's front.

The zombie king next to him was instantly driven by two golden wrestlers.

Two golden wrestlers hit together.

"bump!"

The two suddenly retreated. The yellow turban warrior was originally a mid-rank rune soldier who was known for his strength. The combined power of the two was not much worse than the zombie king at the peak of the corpse. At this time, the zombie king keenly noticed aside. Han Li is the mastermind who controls the Fubing.

"Whoo!"

The speed of this zombie king is much faster than the speed of the zombie old man Ren, and the experience and wisdom are far more than the zombie old man Ren. I don’t know how long he has been refined here. It seems that this is Shi Jian’s best. One of the main cards!

At this time, Han Li's complexion changed, looking at the disappearing figure of the zombie king next to him.

That's too late!

A strong danger appeared on his left hand, and it was too late for Han Li to summon a third yellow turban warrior.

His hand suddenly grabbed aside, and the hand of the zombie king next to him happened to grab it.

The two palms hit each other right.

Imagine that the scene where Han Li was photographed flying did not appear. A fireball had already condensed in Han Li's palm, hoo!

The red fireball directly touches the palm of the zombie king.

"Roar!!!!"

There was a painful roar from the zombie king's mouth, and the yin on the palm of his hand was instantly dried. The zombie king retreated violently, and the zombie reached the level of the peak of the corpse, and already began to have the ability to sense itself.

And there are even a lot of human characteristics, pain feelings, they also have them, but ordinary physical attacks, it is difficult to make them feel pain.

But Han Li's fireball is different.

Condensed by Magic power, the flame condensed by the magic flame and pure Yang Spiritual Qi is enough to hurt the zombie king!

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