The Museum of Beasts

Most of the door is opened, and the zombie can be seen clearly from this angle.

I don’t know how long this zombie has been here. The skin and flesh on his body have shrunk, like an old tree bark, showing a black and gray color. In addition, the body is covered with white hair. It looks as scary as it is scary. .

As for the clothing, it has long been corroded by the strong dead air.

Lin Jin knew this thing was extremely dangerous and terrifying at first glance at the zombie, so he didn't hesitate to raise his hand and printed the ink stamp given by Shu Xiaolou.

The ink mark hits the opponent, like a ball of ink scattered instantly.

Shu Xiaolou, who was already in the painting world, felt immediately, and she didn't hesitate, pinching a magic trick with her white tender fingers, and instantly the zombie was sucked in by the black hole formed by the vortex of ink.

Disappeared without a trace.

"Do not!"

The corpse Taoist over there reacted at this time. He also vaguely saw that the person who opened the door on the other side was not the master. Although the other party also wore a mask, it was not the master's ‘dao’ mask.

In addition, the body shape is different.

Since he was not a master, he was not afraid, especially when it suddenly discovered that the body zombies that he had deliberately refined for five hundred years were actually ‘carried away’ by the opponent in an instant, and the corpse pather directly exploded.

"Return my body!" The corpse Taoist almost roared out. It raised its hand to condense a giant claw with a deadly breath, and grabbed the person over the door. Now the corpse Taoist is under anger, so the shot is killing. Being caught by his ghost claws, there is basically no way to survive.

Lin Jin also immediately noticed the danger, but he also had the means to deal with this trick.

Regardless of who the other party is, if he doesn't say anything, he will kill him. Of course, Lin Jin will not be polite.

"The Art of Dragon Fire!"

Lin Jin pinched a fire mark and blew it lightly, and a ball of flames swept out instantly.

This time, the dragon fire used by Lin Jin was obviously extraordinary, and the phoenix flame was also added to it. Speaking of which, it should be called the fire of dragon and phoenix.

It's just that if he didn't borrow the fire talisman he refined, Lin Jin couldn't rely on this technique to blend into the different fire, otherwise, the power would be stronger.

But even so, this trick is definitely not something that ordinary people can resist. Moreover, the flame has the power to purify everything. This is not comparable to any other attribute. Even if it is dead, it cannot resist the burning of the flame. .

In an instant, the flame faced the ghost claws composed of dead energy, and an air wave burst out in an instant.

The strength of this force was beyond the imagination of the two of them. Lin Jin and the corpse Taoist were shocked and retreated almost at the same time. At almost the same time, both wooden doors were closed.

However, death gas and flames were gushing out separately.

Lin Jin took refuge immediately. Not only that, but there seemed to be a kind of power in the visitor's hall, directly suppressing the overflowing mass of dead air and killing it.

It's just not so easy on the side of the corpse road.

It not only retreated a few steps after being shaken, but was also stained with flames on its clothes.

The problem is that its clothes are all made of white paper, even if it is specially blessed paper, it is also paper and it is easy to burn.

So what followed was a tumultuous jump.

The dragon fire is mixed with the phoenix fire. This can’t be extinguished all at once. The dark master Yan Jian also hurriedly stepped forward to fight it out. Fortunately, the corpse Taoists are not ordinary people, after all, they are super masters who have survived for hundreds of years. Finally extinguished the fire with an extremely strange and foul blood.

But the extinguishment was extinguished, and the white paper clothes on its body were half burnt, and it looked embarrassing.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!) The body is burned out, and it doesn't care.

What it cares about is that the body of the zombie that has been refined for hundreds of years is taken away.

It's crazy to guess who this matter is placed on.

Once this man is crazy, he needs to vent.

The same goes for the corpse.

It immediately began to slaughter the members of the Evil Path Appraiser Association around it. Fortunately, it knew the value of the Black Envoy Yan Appraiser, so it was not crazy enough to attack him.

However, the other unimportant little ones died a lot, and they were drunk by the blood, and they all died terribly.

After the venting was over, the corpse Taoist returned to calm.

It sprayed a cloud of blood mist, which condensed and changed in the air, and turned into a figure wearing a beast mask.

"Check it out for me to find out who this person is. I want him to die without a place to bury him." The corpse Taoist's voice was full of murderous aura.

The Black Envoy Yan Jian glanced at this figure, his expression slightly changed.

And this change is naturally beyond the eyes of the corpse Taoist.

"Emissary Yan Hei, do you know something?" The corpse Taoist's voice was a bit hideous, and Master Yan was startled, and immediately bowed and said: "The subordinates have indeed heard of this person. No surprise. People are the curators who have been in the limelight recently."

"curator?"

The corpse pather murmured in a low voice, then began to think.

Obviously for him, no matter who dares to take away its zombie body, it is a deadly enemy that cannot be shared. There is absolutely no possibility of any relaxation. It must take back the zombie body.

But it also has a big question.

How did that curator enter the hidden realm of Master?

The corpse Taoist couldn't figure this out. It once asked the Master Taoist. The latter told him that only the holder of the wooden sign can enter that place.

"Could it be that the curator is one of the holders of the wooden sign?"

The corpse Taoist has rich associations. Although it is now stored in a talisman, only the soul and spirit are left, but this does not prevent it from thinking about problems.

Now it has three count wooden cards in its hand, but it still can't get in. It can only barely open a passage. It tried to break in, and the consequences were very serious.

So it later gave up this idea ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and used it as a place for corpse training.

"Wait a minute, if the curator can freely go in and out of Master's secret place, doesn't it mean that he has mastered Master's secrets, and even becomes the next generation of Daojun?" The corpse Taoist thought of a terrible consequence.

It naturally does not allow this to happen.

Over the years, it has been deliberate, not just peeping into the secrets left by the master, and working so hard, if it lets others pick the peaches, it will not die.

"Go to find out what the curator is doing. I'm going to meet this person. He will return the body to me. If he doesn't return, I will set off a **** storm." The corpse Taoist looked grim.

Jian Jian's heart jumped when he saw this.

He is regarded as the disciple of the corpse Taoist, this has always been the true biography of the corpse Taoist, so the ability is so great, and also learned the forbearance and insidiousness of the corpse Taoist.

For so many years, Master Yan Jian has never seen a corpse Taoist have such a temper.

Obviously, this is going to happen.