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Chapter 136 Qingsong falls into the golden coffin, and the Zhenwu Demon-Subduing Talisman appears!

Veins bulged on his forehead, like twisted earthworms, throbbing beneath his skin. His brows were tightly knitted into the shape of a "川" (Chuan) character, his eyes wide open, their rims slightly red from the exertion. His nostrils flared rapidly, and every breath was accompanied by a heavy gasp.

Beads of sweat kept falling from his forehead, and he had reached his limit at this moment.

But he couldn't let go, because Xuan Ling Zhenren and the other five elders had very little innate energy and spiritual energy left due to setting up the formation.

Once he lets go, all his efforts will be wasted.

Xuanling Zhenren, who had the highest cultivation level among them, was extremely anxious.

He didn't expect that two second-generation disciples would have to take over now, and he, as the head master, could not help at this moment.

He glanced at Tiantong Zhenren out of the corner of his eye, and his eyelids twitched wildly at just one glance.

The situation on the side of Tiantong Zhenren is even more terrifying.

There were deep wounds on Tiantong Zhenren's back and arms.

All the real person dust in his hand was gone, leaving only a handle. At this moment, he had drawn the thunder-struck peach wood sword behind him and fought with him in hand-to-hand combat.

Master Tiantong was completely suppressed by the mysterious zombie and was almost caught several times.

"What the hell is this thing? Even Tiantong Zhenren's Divine Thunder Technique can't resist it. It's actually stronger than this bronze-armored zombie!"

Now both sides are in desperate situation.

The rain poured down like a waterfall. The strong wind swept through with the heavy rain. The rain curtain was blown crookedly and sometimes hit the face like surging waves, making it almost impossible to open your eyes.

It was as if the whole world was blurred by this rainstorm, leaving only the deafening sound of rain in the ears.

Under such weather conditions, Xuan Ling and others became even more anxious.

Just when Xu Heng was about to attack again, the bronze-armored zombie broke free from his arms, and swung his arms to knock Xu Heng out.

Xu Heng spat out a mouthful of blood in the air, and then knocked Qingsong down. He felt as if his body was about to fall apart and was in extreme pain.

As the green pine fell, the bronze-armored zombies became extremely ferocious, and several red-robed elders began to stagger.

"Give me the talisman!" Qingsong roared

Xu Heng, whose brain was a little confused, handed the Xuanwu talisman in his arms to Qingsong.

But Qingsong rushed out roaring under the gaze of everyone.

He actually pounced on the mad bronze-armored zombie, and both of them fell into the golden coffin.

This made everyone's heart tighten.

Everyone rushed over, and then the lid of the golden coffin actually flew up from the ground by itself, and finally closed heavily.

The entire golden coffin fell into silence!

Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief.

Xu Heng knelt weakly on the ground with red eyes. Heavy rain fell on his face. At this moment, he didn't know whether it was tears or rain.

This bronze-armored zombie is so ferocious that it would be extremely dangerous if several people joined forces.

Now that Qingsong and the bronze-armored zombie have entered the golden coffin, their fate can be imagined.

"Calm down!"

"Don't waste the opportunity Qingsong created, keep going!!!"

Xuan Ling Zhenren knew that this was not the time to be sad, and no matter how uncomfortable it was, he had to shock the golden coffin.

Zhenren Xuanling flew onto the golden coffin, took the demon-binding rope with both hands, tied a knot and threw it out. The people below cooperated with each other to wrap up the golden coffin.

Xuan Ling Zhenren landed.

Several people looked at the golden coffin as if they were facing a great enemy.

The golden coffin remained silent for a long time, and the few people finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the innate purple energy on one side surged and swept around madly, and the rain curtain was washed away with a whistling sound.

"what!!"

"Junior Brother Qingsong!" Everything that just happened was seen by Tiantong Zhenren. The mad Tiantong Zhenren waved the Seven-Star Peach Wood Sword frantically. The sword light fell on the body of the Vajra Corpse, making bursts of metal collision sounds.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

"Kacha~"

The Seven-Star Peach Wood Sword could no longer hold on and shattered.

The King Kong Corpse seized the opportunity to knock Tian Tong away.

The figure of Zhenren Tiantong fell directly in front of Zhenren Xuanling. Several people hurriedly helped Zhenren Tiantong up, but the Vajra corpse attacked again and they could only dodge in embarrassment.

Several red-robed elders were knocked away and injured.

At this moment, Master Tiantong was shaking his blank brain. The blow just now was no different from being hit by a dump truck. Even his body at the Dongming realm could not withstand it.

In order to hold back the Vajra Corpse, Master Xuan Ling was scratched by it in less than ten rounds.

The target of this Vajra Corpse is clearly Tiantong Zhenren. The energy and blood in his body are very attractive to the Vajra Corpse.

"Master, get out of the way!"

Several elders took off their Yin-Yang Taoist robes, which fluttered in the wind and covered the head of the Vajra corpse, spinning with the Yin-Yang pattern flashing rapidly.

Then the Taoist robe covered the body of the Vajra corpse, covering it tightly.

Zhenren Xuanling took the opportunity to drag Zhenren Tiantong away.

"Cough cough cough~" Tiantong Zhenren coughed again, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out, staining his Taoist robe red.

His blood and qi attacked his heart, and with the terrifying corpse qi entering his body, his injuries were very serious.

"The farce must end!"

After seeing that Tiantong was seriously injured and had no strength to fight anymore, the old Taoist with dried bones walked out from behind the Vajra corpse.

In his hand he held the inherited magic weapon of the True Dragon Taoist Temple, the Tianzun Zhensha Bell!
"The inherited magic weapon of the True Dragon Taoist Temple!" Xuan Ling Zhenren recognized the magic weapon at a glance.
At this time, the old Taoist with withered bones had already activated the Heavenly Lord's Demon-Suppressing Bell, and unstoppable sound waves spread out.

"Get behind me!"

Tiantong gritted his teeth and took out an antique mirror from his arms.

"The inherited magical instrument of the Dengxian Taoist Temple, the Jade Purity Soul-Controlling Mirror!"

The ancient mirror hung above everyone's head, forming a thick barrier. The sound waves emitted by the Tianzun Zhensha Bell could not penetrate the barrier.

The two great Taoist magic weapons actually confronted each other in the air.

However, the magic weapon has no spirit and is unable to distinguish between friend and foe.

"I didn't expect you to hide it so well. You had such a magical weapon but you didn't show it to me right away!"

"Haha~ If you used such a trump card from the beginning, how could I kill you here?!"

"Intermediate talisman! Zhenwu Demon-Subduing Talisman!"

A dark blue talisman suddenly flew out from Tiantong Zhenren's Taoist robe. The moment the talisman appeared, it burst out with extremely dazzling light, illuminating the depths of the Tianshan Mountains.

The rain curtain was shaken away, forming a vacuum zone.

The old Taoist with dried bones felt the breath of death and controlled the Vajra Corpse to stand in front of him without thinking.

"It's the Zhenwu Demon-Slaying Talisman bestowed by Master Jiang!"

"It's saved!"

“I didn’t expect that Master Jingxu actually carved the talisman and gave it to Master Tiantong!!”

The intermediate talisman turned into runes, forming a phantom in the air. The phantom was tall and mighty, with loose hair, wearing a black robe and golden armor, and his face was obscured by the golden light and could not be seen clearly. He held a magic sword in his hand and stepped on a turtle snake.

Under the control of Master Tiantong, he raised the magic sword in his hand.

"Kill!" A deep voice resounded through the sky.
The huge sword light fell quickly, and the King Kong corpse felt the suppression and roared to the sky, actually using his body to resist.

(End of this chapter)