"Good!"
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed nodded and retreated with his bronze sword in hand. He wanted to see the power of the Iron-Armored Corpse.
"Roar!"
As if responding to Qin Feng's words, Qin Yong raised his head and roared, revealing his sharp fangs.
When the vixen saw Qin Yong coming at her menacingly, she flung the white cloth. The white cloth was condensed with a thick demonic aura, and it swept towards Qin Yong like a spirit snake.
Qin Yong roared and grabbed the white cloth.
"Hiss!"
The white cloth instantly turned into countless rags that fluttered in the wind.
Obviously, the vixen had underestimated Qin Yong and overestimated herself.
With Qin Yong's iron skin and copper bones, even ordinary magic tools could not do anything to him. A white cloth strip condensed with demonic qi was really nothing.
"Bang!"
Qin Yong stomped on the ground and instantly jumped up high. He roared and rushed towards the fox spirit.
Without waiting for the fox demon to make a move, Qin Yong moved first. Qin Yong's movements looked a little clumsy, but his speed was not slower than the fox demon at all.
Qin Yong raised his palm and smashed it at the fox spirit.
"Pa!"
Qin Yong's attack caught the vixen off guard. A palm that contained a powerful force smashed firmly onto the vixen's body.
"Ah!"
A miserable cry rang out in the forest. Qin Yong's attack was no weaker than Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's previous attack.
"Kill them!"
A sharp scream came out of the fox demon's mouth. Her body was filled with a thick demonic aura as she rushed towards Qin Yong.
"Roar!"
Qin Yong took a direct hit from the fox spirit. His pair of sharp claws grabbed the fox spirit's body tightly. He opened his mouth, revealing his sharp fangs, and gritted his teeth towards the fox spirit's neck.
"Ah!"
A scream that resounded through the clouds sounded. Qin Yong's pair of iron arms firmly trapped the fox demon, sucking in large mouthfuls of blood.
The vixen's blood and essence that had been sucked away by Qin Yong revealed her true body. She struggled in pain and watched helplessly as her blood was sucked dry by Qin Yong.
After Qin Yong sucked the vixen's blood dry, he casually threw the shriveled corpse to the side.
"Roar!"
After absorbing a large amount of blood and essence, Qin Yong looked even more extraordinary. The blood and essence of the formed fox spirit were definitely a good tonic for him.
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed held the bronze sword and looked at this scene in a daze. The corners of his mouth twitched.
Qin Feng, this zombie, was too perverse. He could finish off a vixen that had cultivated to form in just a few moves. How could he, a cultivator who had cultivated for more than twenty years, endure this?
"Bang!"
Qin Yong absorbed the fresh blood and essence energy. With a leap, he arrived beside Qin Feng. The corpse energy on his body became even denser.
"Lil Feng, you zombie is too ferocious!”Daoist Priest Four-Eyed sighed as he spoke. He walked to the side and carried back the corpse that the vixen had dragged away.
"Let's go, let's go. We're almost home.”
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed looked at the vixen's corpse and shook his head. Zombies were still bloodthirsty and warlike, even if he had already been refined by Qin Feng.
"Bang!"
Qin Yong received Qin Feng's order. After he had eaten and drunk his fill, he was even more energetic. He took a big step forward and led the undeads forward.
After traveling for several hours at night, Qin Feng and the others finally arrived at Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's residence in the early morning.
Green mountains and clear water. Two small wooden houses sat alone in the mountains. The surroundings were filled with a layer of white fog. This scene was full of artistic conception and gave off the feeling of paradise.
"Martial Uncle, where are these undeads going?”
Qin Feng turned to look at Daoist Priest Four-Eyed and asked.
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed pointed at one of the small wooden houses and said to Qin Feng,""This way." As he spoke, he pointed at another small wooden house and said impatiently,"That place over there is where an old monk lives. Let me tell you, you don't have to pay attention to him. That old monk is very annoying, and I can't be bothered to pay attention to him.”
As Daoist Priest Four-Eyed spoke, he revealed a look of disgust. There was no disgust in his eyes, but a trace of longing.
Qin Feng hurriedly nodded.
He knew that Daoist Priest Four-Eyed and Master One-Rest liked to bicker. However, there were only these two families in the deep mountains. The two of them quarreled and developed a deep relationship. They were not as annoying as he said.
The two of them entered the courtyard. Qin Feng formed a few ancient hand seals and recalled Qin Yong into the space.
Qin Feng looked around quietly. There was a flock of chickens in the courtyard, and there was a hint of life.
To be honest, the scenery here was much better than the mortuary. It was suitable for self-cultivation.
"Lil Feng, you've worked hard!"
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed didn't forget to be polite when he saw his home.
"It's my duty!"
Qin Feng covered his mouth and yawned.
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed didn't say much. He put down his things, walked up the steps, and knocked on the door a few times.
"Jiale! Jiale!" Daoist Priest Four-Eyed knocked on the door and shouted,""Jiale, master is back. Come out and open the door.”
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no reaction from inside.
Taoist Priest Four-Eyed was furious. He rolled his eyes and poked two holes in the paper on the door. He reached in and opened the door.
Qin Feng looked at this scene from afar. The corner of his mouth twitched, and his expression became a little strange."No way!"
Jiale was sleeping soundly in his room and naturally did not hear his master calling. He thought he was dreaming! He smacked his lips and turned around to continue playing chess with the Duke of Zhou.
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's eyes were about to spew fire as he cursed,""Brat, do you still have your master in your eyes? I told you to take care of the house and you slept.”
Following that, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed did not disappoint Qin Feng. He found some bamboo sticks and stuffed them into the hands of the undeads." Oh my god, oh my god, the undeads have a heart. Forget the bell and listen to my command. Aiya, just hit…"
Seeing Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's next move, Qin Feng shook his head helplessly.
This martial uncle was really a joker. If he wanted to teach his disciple a lesson, wouldn't it be better to use the bamboo stick instead like Ninth Uncle? Why go through so much trouble?
"Aiya, listen to my orders!"
After the talisman paper was burned, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed let out a series of smug and evil laughter. Like a general on the battlefield, he led a bunch of undeads into the living room and surrounded Jiale.
Qin Feng looked at Jiale, who was sleeping soundly, in surprise. He finally understood why Daoist Priest Four-Eyed was not willing to take him out to hunt corpses.
Jiale's reaction was really slow. Surrounded by so many undeads, the temperature had dropped a lot, but he didn't react at all.
He was as heartless as Wen Cai.
In Ninth Uncle's words, such a heartless person was the most suitable for the mortuary. Therefore, the matter of keeping watch at the mortuary would only fall on Wen Cai's head. Qin Feng and Qiu Sheng had nothing to do with it.
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