Mo Hua hid aside, manipulated Elder Song, and fought with the new zombie elder.

Elder Song should be stronger, but he was controlled by Mo Hua with the Lingshu Formation and could not help but seem to be able to use seven or eight points of strength, so after fighting for dozens of rounds, he gradually fell into a disadvantage.

If one doesn't work, then two.

Mo Hua did not talk about martial ethics, and controlled Zhang Quan again, and the two attacked each other.

In this way, the new zombie elder was struggling.

Ink painting observes its moves.

The zombie elders of the Zhang family have their own methods and can only transform into corpses with divine thoughts and fight in close combat.

If you can't beat it, your mind will turn into a corpse, your body will soar, your copper-skinned and iron bones, and your green face and fangs will turn into fangs.

At this time, the body is faster, the strength is stronger, and the fangs are much sharper.

But that's not interesting either.

The first time I saw the ink painting, I still felt it was novel, but after reading it too much, I felt boring.

Except for Elder Song, who could use skin-reducing bone-repelling escape methods, the other zombies were almost the same.

I don’t know if they are ignorant of their own knowledge or their ancestors hide their own private affairs and do not teach them other methods.

This zombie elder has no new tricks.

Ink painting was a little disappointed.

With limited time, he stopped delaying, so he tried his best to manipulate Elder Zhang Quan and Song. The two of them besieged and defeated the zombie Elder step by step.

The zombie elder was furious and went all out, but could not beat him;

After the corpse has melted, it still cannot be beaten;

Not only that, the injuries on the body have also worsened a little bit. If this continues, you will undoubtedly die.

The zombie elder's eyes flashed with a deep glimmer. He swallowed a mouthful of blood. His breath surged. He knocked back Zhang Quan with one punch, and then defeated Elder Song, and then wanted to leave.

But ink painting cannot let it run.

The ink painting fingers lightly, and the water clamp quickly condenses.

The zombie elder who was about to leave was instantly bound by spiritual power.

The zombie elder was shocked.

The ink paintings in the corner also slowly emerged.

Although he is young, he stares at him with a strong breath and unfathomable breath.

The zombie elder stared wide and said in horror:

"Who are you?"

This kind of ordinary elder is too lazy to talk nonsense in Mo Hua and directly greets him with Fireball.

A fireball whistled out and stuck on its face.

The zombie elder fell down.

Mo Hua was still worried, so he added a few more fireball techniques, rumbling and rumbling, directly blowing it up so that its body and spirit were disintegrating, lying on the ground with a dying slump and unable to move.

Elder Zhang Quan and Song beside him, his eyes twitched.

Before they could feel sorry for each other, a scene that made them even more terrifying happened.

Mo Hua began to display the Lingshu Formation in front of Zhang Quan and the others.

He abandoned his concentration and pointed his finger at the heart of the zombie elder whose consciousness was on the verge of collapse and could not move.

The heart veins are used as the array eyes, and the light blue array patterns are bright orchids, blooming in the chest of the zombie elder, and then extending outward, taking the body as soil, taking root and growing, densely layered until it is fully fit...

This elder in the Iron Corpse Realm became a puppet in this way.

Elder Zhang Quan and Song were frightened.

What kind of formation is this?

Could this little ghost use this formation to control the body of the divine mind?

Is this kind of formation implanted on both of them?

What kind of formation is this?

The formation is superb, the skills are almost like Tao, and the Tao is almost weird.

It is extremely absurd, they cannot understand at all.

Zhang Quan was suddenly stunned.

This formation looks like the corpse control formation that Lu Chengyun regarded as treasures...

It's just that evil, and it looks more complicated, mysterious and profound.

But did Lu Chengyun say that the formation was extremely difficult? Didn’t he say that the threshold was very high? Didn’t he say that the formation was very complicated?

Zhang Quan still remembers Lu Chengyun's words:

"...Why can he learn it without painstaking efforts and studying for decades, not understanding evil formations, not integrating evil thoughts into consciousness, not using bones as pens, not using blood as ink, and not using corpses as a medium?"

So when did this little devil learn it?

Zhang Quan wanted to ask, but he couldn't speak at all.

He is now a puppet of divine thoughts that is dominated by others and cannot help himself...

After Mo Hua drew the Lingshu Formation on the zombie elder, he refined the two zombie disciples he had just killed into Qingyan and fed them to him to restore some strength.

After a while, the zombie elder's illusory figure gradually stabilized and he slowly opened his eyes.

Its eyes were confused.

What remains in my memory is the cruel fireball technique of Mo Hua.

Soon it discovered that its body was out of control.

It was controlled by Mo Hua and stood with Zhang Quan and Elder Song. Its mouth was also sewn with spiritual power gossip, so it could not speak, so it could only look at Elder Song with a simple look.

The emotions at this glance are very complicated.

He finally understood Elder Song’s difficulties.

Their destiny is no longer in their own hands.

Instead, he held it in the hand of the little monk who looked cute but terrifying...

Mo Hua held three iron corpses in his hand and continued to wait for the rabbit.

He remembered Elder Song said that the zombie ancestor of the Zhang family was worshipped by the bloodline and divine thoughts of the younger generation and would not be eaten and nourished by himself.

Although the ink painting is not clear about how this kind of offering is, logically speaking, the ancestor of the Zhang family should not have entered his own sea of ​​consciousness.

Unless you arrest all the elders of the Zhang family...

After a while, two more iron corpse elders from the Zhang family entered Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness.

Ink painting is made in the same way.

This time, there was a three-match against two, and there was a melee.

When they use all their means and the battle is almost done, the ink painting will appear again, use fireball techniques, water prison techniques, and earth fire arrays together, and eliminate two in three to five to solve the problem of the two elders.

Then use the same trick again.

The Buling Push Formation controls the elders of the Zhang family.

As a result, the Zhang family lost two elders, and Mo Hua had two more iron corpses in his hands.

Ink painting is like fishing.

Fish one by one.

Every time he catches one, he will have one more fish in the basket and one less fish in the river.

In the painting of the ancestor of the Zhang family, the elders in the iron corpse realm are all fish painted by ink...

...

Just when the ink painting was "fishing", there was also an undercurrent in Nanyue City.

All parties' cultivating forces gathered in the city.

There are also many new faces on the street.

Ordinary Qi Refining Cultivator knows nothing, and still works hard for his daily livelihood and works hard to death for a spirit stone.

The monk in the game looked solemn.

The storm is about to come and the wind fills the building.

But they only felt the wind, and they didn't know what kind of mountain rain it would be.

Situ family.
To be continued...