When Taoist Master Qianhe's disciple Dong saw this scene, he picked up the sword and stabbed straight at the zombie, without any fear on his face.

It can be said that just one encounter, Dong was penetrated by his sharp nails and the zombie pulled him closer to the golden coffin, and then the golden coffin was turned upside down, submerging the figures of the two.

"East!"

Qianhe shouted loudly and went forward to rescue the three disciples from the south and north to the north, and worked together to lift the golden coffin. However, things didn't go as expected. After the zombie sucked the blood of the east, he supported his arms and knocked the golden coffin away.

Seeing this, Master Qianhe pulled Dong out from under the zombie, then kicked it away with one kick, shouting: "The corpse binding rope!"

The three sides were separated from the south, west and north, standing in a triangle shape. The three of them waved the bells in their hands at the same time, threw the ropes of the corpse tied up each, and locked them on the zombie.

Taoist Master Qianhe pinched a sword technique and wiped it on the peach wood sword. The sword body suddenly emitted a bright yellow golden light and stabbed it at the zombie.

One blow penetrated the zombie's abdomen.

"Roar~"

A zombie-like beast-like voice came out, and his hands were clawed on Taoist Qianhe's arms, and the blood instantly dyed Qianhe's clothes red.

Master Qianhe endured the pain and kicked the zombie's chin with his right foot straightened his head, and it fell accurately. The zombie was under force and tilted in mid-air, almost parallel to the ground.

"roar!"

The zombie roared, and his body bounced up straight, instantly popping out Taoist Qianhe and smashed it hard on the muddy ground.

The three disciples in the south and northwest watched their master fall down, tightened the corpse-bound rope again, and unremittingly pulled the zombie with endless force.

Qianhe was in pain and opened his broken sleeves. Three deep fingerprints appeared on his snow-white arms below. He immediately took out the glutinous rice and applied it to it.

"Nan, use some force!"

Bei grabbed the corpse-bound rope, slid forward continuously, and gritted his teeth and said to Nan.

"I want to..."

Nan was also sliding on the muddy ground, unable to deal with the evolved zombies.

As he said that, the zombie turned around suddenly, grabbed the corpse-binding rope with both hands, and then threw out the three people in the south and northwest who were holding the rope with force.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Three people in the south, west and north crashed into the trunk of a tree, and were seriously injured on the roof of the tent.

Hearing the news, the manager Wu opened the curtain and cursed, "What are you doing? Why are you doing so much?"

However, when he raised his head and looked forward, he was immediately scared and ran towards Prince Seventy-first.

"Brother Seventy-first Prince, the prince has turned into a zombie, let's run away!" I have to say that the eunuch is still very loyal to his master.

The Seventy-first prince shook his little head: "No, he is my emperor uncle, I can't let him ignore it, we can't leave."

Although the little prince is young, he is very aware of royal affairs.

However, isn’t this a kind of restraint on children’s mind? I really think I have luck? It’s ridiculous, luck has long declined!

"Clang, Clang, Clang!"

Outside, there was a fierce sound of metal war, and the leading guards and their men slashed at the zombies horizontally and vertically.

"How could it be?" The leading guards were shocked. Their special weapons that were as sharp as mud were actually unable to break even the zombie's skin at this moment!

"Roar~"

The zombie was emitting an astonishing aura. He jumped to the front of the leading guard. Before the leader could react, the zombie bit his neck down.

In a moment, the zombies threw away the drained leading guard and continued to head towards the others, just like a little guard at a time!

"Brother Seventy-first, we..."

In the tent, the manager Wu was still trying hard to persuade the little prince. Suddenly, a sound of the curtain tearing apart sounded. When he turned his head, he saw the zombie.

"Ah~" Manager Wu screamed, twisting his butt and hiding behind the little prince.

When the little prince saw the zombie, he was not afraid of his tender face. He pulled out the special small sword placed on his waist and whispered: "Uncle, I'm sorry!"

While speaking, the little prince stabbed at the zombie.

"No, no!" Manager Wu hid behind the chair, his face was already fading, and he shouted loudly.

"Clang, Clang, Clang!"

The little sword stabbed the zombie without any intrusion, but instead made a sound of metal collision. The zombie knocked off the little sword and then grabbed the little prince in the air.

The little prince is the closest relative of the zombie. He is what he desires most and needs most for his closest relatives!

Seeing that sharp teeth were about to pierce into the little prince's neck!

"Ah, Prince Seventy-first!"

The loyal manager Wu shook his handkerchief and twisted his body and rushed over in a hurry, snatching the little prince from the zombie's injury, and pushed his perky butt back with force!

"Roar~"

The zombie roared and grabbed the man in the shoulder of the Ukrainian, leaned down, and was about to head towards his neck.

"A bad beast!"

Taoist Master Qianhe, who had been recuperating some strength, suddenly appeared, took out the glutinous rice and blocked the zombie's eyes, and threw it on the ground with his arms around.

"I'll hold him back, you guys go!"

Taoist Master Qianhe shouted, sweat dripping from his face.

"Help, help!" Manager Wu rushed out with his little prince in his arms, shouting constantly, and his steps were in a hurry.

Taoist Qianhe had recovered some of his strength and fought with the zombies. After ten moves, Taoist Qianhe obviously felt that he was unable to do so.

"A man of the right path should sacrifice his life for the right path!"

Although Taoist Master Qianhe was defeated, he already had the will to die. He tried his best to fight with the zombies and fight for the escape time between Manager Wu and the little prince!

In the distance, Lin Yu had just arrived. Seeing this scene, his heart was touched and infected by the pure spirit of Taoist Master Qianhe.

His eyes shone brightly, his body instantly petrified, and he headed straight for the zombie.

"Roar~"

The zombie grabbed Master Qianhe and dropped him in the air. His sharp nails penetrated deep into his arms, making him worse and worse.

"A villain, die!"

Lin Yu suddenly appeared in front of the zombie and hit its chest with a blow. The zombie was subjected to force, letting go of Taoist Master Qianhe, and staggering backwards.

Taoist Qianhe was also caught by Lin Yu and placed steadily on the ground.

"Little Friend Lin..."

Taoist Master Qianhe was a little blurred. Looking at Lin Yu's figure, he thought he had hallucinations and murmured.

"Master Qianhe, apply glutinous rice quickly."

Lin Yu handed the glutinous rice that had been prepared before to Taoist Master Qianhe in the future, and looked at the royal zombies. The fighting spirit exploded in an instant, saying, "Let me deal with him."

As he said that, he strides forward.

When Master Qianhe saw Lin Yu's figure, he woke up suddenly and immediately applied the glutinous rice given by Lin Yu to the wounds on both arms.

"Did you check in when the host has arrived at the check-in location?"

Lin Yu, who was moving forward, suddenly stopped and said, "Sign in!"

"Congratulations to the host for the advanced growth of "Petrification Technology"."
Chapter completed!