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

"Yes! Master!"

The people next to him quickly began to take out a few corpse nails from their bag, and quickly walked to the coffin.

Start knocking on the corpse nail in the normal way.

"Boom!"

"Master! The corpse nail can't be knocked down!"

Congratulations, Fachai, the four people with a hint of shock on their faces shouted towards the chief Chizuru on the coffin.

Daochang Qianhe's complexion changed slightly. He looked at the corpse nail that had only been nailed into the coffin for a few minutes, and his complexion suddenly became very ugly.

The scene in front of him clearly exceeded the expectations of Mr. Chizuru.

But at this time he couldn't help thinking too much.

He shouted at the many attendants around him: "Hurry up! How many twine are tied up! Otherwise, if something goes wrong, none of us can escape!"

Daochang Qianzuru roared towards the surroundings hoarsely.

Everyone can be regarded as the seriousness of the matter, and quickly found the hemp rope with the thickness of the arm from the side, and tied the coffin layer by layer, and pulled it hard together.

Above the coffin, the rune light planted by Daoist Qianhe just now emits a strong red light, and the coffin is constantly struggling and shaking.

An ugly color flashed in the eyes of Chief Qianzuru, and the situation in front of him was obviously not the scene he wanted to see.

Now how to do? ?

"Gong Xi Fa Cai! You guys hold on first! I'll prepare the ink fountain line!"

Chief Qianzuru said to everyone around him.

After speaking, Qianhe Daochang looked solemnly and quickly took out some materials from his own bag, and began to deploy the ink fountain. At this time, his heart was abnormally anxious, even though the rain had stopped.

But the ink pipe line on the coffin next to it was completely destroyed, and the zombie's corpse gas also touched the air, and now it is difficult to contain it!

Every minute and a second of time elapses, the zombie will strengthen the last minute.

The current Chief Chizuru is racing against time and also against death!

Mr. Qianzuru quickly began to deploy the ink fountain with a serious expression.

The four Gong Xi Fa Cai on the other side, as well as the other attendants next to them, all turned red and pulled the hemp rope in their hands, their strength has been pulled to the extreme.

The coffin was still struggling.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The coffin was constantly being hit, and the surrounding ink pipe lines, which had not completely disappeared, emitted bursts of golden light, blocking the restless zombies in the coffin.

And the character drawn by Dao Chang Qianhe on the coffin also exudes bursts of blood red light, doing his best to resist the zombie's breakthrough.

"boom!"

After repeated shocks, the lid of the coffin was knocked open suddenly!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The attendants and disciples who were pulling the hemp rope around were thrown out one after another, and smashed into the tree nearby.

Dao Qianhe, who was deploying the ink fountain, suddenly changed his complexion at this time, as if he had no chance to draw the ink fountain line again on the coffin!

The zombie jumped out of the coffin directly, grabbed a servant next to him, bit the servant's neck directly, and started the zombie's first meal!

The blood of the attendants was constantly being sucked by the zombie prince, making the original zombie prince whose body was still very dry, and the figure of the zombie prince was beginning to fill up quickly, and soon, the body of the zombie prince gradually began to fill up.

Chief Qianzuru on the side looked at the scene in front of him, naturally it was impossible to sit still.

Holding a mahogany sword in his hand, he rushed towards the Zombie Lord with a solemn expression.

The mahogany sword stabbed directly at the zombie lord!

"Keng!"

The peach wood sword made of 100-year-old peach wood pierced the body of the zombie lord, unexpectedly made a sound of golden and iron humming, and it was directly disconnected!

Qianhe Daochang's expression changed, and he glanced at the peach wood sword in his hand.

This is too difficult!

At this time, the zombie prince on the side was stung by Daochang Qianhe's peach wood sword.

"Roar!"

The zombie prince roared, and then threw his drained guard aside, with a ferocious look on his face, and walked towards the side of Doichi Qianhe.

Dao Qianhe quickly retreated a few steps toward his back, but the speed of the Zombie Lord is also very fast. At this time, he has no other better way, because now he can't use any method, and the speed of the Zombie Lord is too fast!

"Congratulations on getting rich! Use a corpse rope!"

Dao Qianzuru shouted loudly towards Gong Xi Fa Cai who was on the side.

The four people around, Gong Xi Fa Cai, also reacted quickly, and took out a noose from their carry-on bag.

"Swish swish!"

Several people threw the noose in their hands towards the zombie lord one after another, and all of them were obviously well-trained, and the noose accurately wrapped the zombie lord.

In an instant, the four of them pulled hard at the same time!

With all the strength, the zombie lord still wanted to struggle, but the incantation made with countless sun-thin things on the rope suddenly radiated golden light.

"Zizzi!!!"

The zombie prince suddenly uttered a burst of pain, and the strong pain made the zombie prince continue to struggle desperately, but the more struggling, the greater the power of the corpse rope, and the zombie prince was miserable!

Seeing this scene in front of him, the four-eyed Taoist commander suddenly sighed with relief.

He quickly took out the town corpse talisman from his carry-on bag.

When he walked to the front of the Zombie Lord, he directly stuck the town corpse talisman on the Zombie Lord’s forehead.

The Zombie Lord, who was still struggling, suddenly stopped all struggling.

Seeing this scene before him, Chief Qianhe suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, nothing happened, normal, the zombie still stopped all the struggles, it seems that this time, we need to prepare some corpse talisman!

Thinking of this, Daochang Qianhe smiled bitterly and shook his head.

When he turned around to leave, ordering others to clean up the zombie lord.

Suddenly, the talisman on the forehead of the Zombie Lord, suddenly, there is no wind and spontaneous combustion!

The Zombie Lord, who was still holding his eyes tightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes!

"Master, be careful!"

Gong Xi Fa Cai, who was on the side, looked at the scene in front of him, his complexion suddenly changed drastically. The Chief Chizuru who was walking in front was taken aback for a moment, and he glanced at the surroundings with a little panic at Gong Xi Fa Cai.

He turned abruptly, just to see the zombie lord on the side!

Congratulations Fa Cai tried his best to pull the rope of the corpse. At this time, Daoist Qianhe's eyes flashed with despair.

This zombie lord, what kind of zombie is it!

The mid-rank corpse talisman is actually effective for him for no more than twenty seconds!

Could it be that this zombie has already reached the level of a corpse king? ?

Just when this terrible thought came up in his mind, Daoist Qianhe shook his head quickly, and put the thought behind, it was impossible!

If it really reaches the level of the corpse king, it is absolutely impossible to be afraid of this level of corpse rope! It definitely hasn't reached the level of the corpse king!

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