Taoist Master Thousand Crane looked at Qin Feng in surprise and sighed. He walked over to discuss with Steward Wu,""Steward Wu, the ink thread has started to melt. How about letting the coffin enter first?”
"No!" Steward Wu refused without thinking,""I can wait, but not now!"
Steward Wu, the ink thread has melted. The zombie inside…"
Taoist Master Thousand Crane still did not give up and tried to persuade Steward Wu.
"Seventy-one brother, enter the tent!”
In Steward Wu's opinion, the coffin was not as important as the little brother. They had spent the money, so Taoist Master Thousand Crane and the others should be responsible for the zombie.
"Martial Uncle, don't say anymore. Tell Martial Brother and the others to be prepared. The Corpse Qi is getting thicker and thicker. The zombies might run out at any time.”
He remembered that the Royal Corpse had evolved from a jumping corpse to an iron armored corpse after being struck by lightning. Qin Feng didn't dare to take any chances and quickly ordered the four directions to prepare for battle.
"Push the coffin in. Prepare for battle.”
Taoist Master Thousand Crane was obviously disappointed. He didn't discuss with Steward Wu and directly ordered the Qing soldiers to push the coffin into the tent.
All four of them had prepared the corpse ropes and were staring at the coffin, right? They were only responsible for the person in the coffin. The rest was not their job.
"You guys…"
Steward Wu's face turned black with anger when he saw Taoist Master Qian He and his disciples acting like hands-off managers. He ordered the Qing soldiers to push the coffins with a stern face.
How could a group of Qing soldiers dare to refute? He could only push the coffin in the rain.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier. The downpour had almost washed the ink fountain net. A dozen Qing soldiers were pushing the coffin when a bolt of lightning suddenly struck down.
"Boom!"
After the blinding blue light, a few of the Qing soldiers who were pushing the coffins were instantly struck by lightning and turned into charcoal.
"Aiya! You scared me to death!"
Steward Wu was so frightened that he fell to the ground and was pulled up by the guards who were protecting the little brother.
When Taoist Master Thousand Crane, Dong, Xi, Nan, and Bei saw this scene, they felt a chill down their spines. They turned to look at Qin Feng at the same time. If they went to push the coffin, they would be the ones to die.
Stop looking and prepare for battle!"
At this moment, the coffin that was struck by lightning shook. The ink net tied to the coffin collided with the corpse qi pouring out of the coffin, instantly emitting a bright light.
The lid of the coffin slowly rose, and a pair of black hands with long fingernails on their index fingers appeared in front of everyone.
"North, south, east, west, rope!"
Taoist Master Thousand Crane was shocked and immediately shouted.
Dongnan Xibei quickly threw the rope to Taoist Master Qian He. Taoist Master Qian He jumped onto the coffin and tied it tightly with a rope as thick as an arm.
"Martial Uncle, don't worry about the coffin. Come down quickly!”
Qin Feng was anxious. He rushed over and pulled Taoist Master Thousand Crane down from the coffin. Others might not know, but Qin Feng knew very well how this rope could tie up the Armored Corpse.
"Bang!"
Taoist Master Thousand Crane had just been pulled down by Qin Feng when the coffin lid flew up. The coffin lid that weighed a few hundred pounds flew a few steps away. It was obvious that the royal corpse was not something that the golden coffin could trap.
"Oh my god! It's too terrifying!"
Steward Wu was so scared that he hid in the tent. At this moment, Steward Wu's intestines were green with regret. If he had known earlier, he would have listened to Taoist Master Qian He and let the coffin in first. Then, the ink net would not have melted and the zombie would not have run out.
Taoist Master Qian He, Dong, Xi, Nan, Bei, and Nan did not expect that a bolt of lightning could turn an ordinary zombie into a powerful Armored Corpse. Moreover, the Royal Corpse was not afraid of light and had already run out before the sky turned dark.
The royal corpse stood up straight from the coffin. He was wearing a Qing Dynasty official uniform and his face was dark. He was indeed a general who had been guarding the border for more than ten years. He looked mighty. The Royal Corpse opened its mouth and spat out a thick Corpse Qi, revealing its sharp fangs.
Qin Feng narrowed his eyes. The corpse aura on this royal corpse was actually denser than Qin Yong's.
"Martial Uncle, the zombie has already advanced.”
"Good!"
Taoist Master Thousand Crane looked at the corpse and found it unbelievable. Generally speaking, ghosts were afraid of fire, and zombies were afraid of lightning. Who would have thought that not only did a bolt of lightning not turn this zombie into ashes, but it also advanced.
The Royal Corpse rolled his blood-red eyes and suddenly reached out his hands to grab the Qing soldiers closest to him.
The royal corpse moved too quickly, and Taoist Master Thousand Crane and Qin Feng couldn't even pull it in time.
"Ah!"
The Royal Corpse's sharp claws pierced through Qing Bing's body, lifted him up, and bit down.
"Vile beast, die!"
Taoist Master Qian He roared and rushed forward with his peach wood sword. He stabbed at the royal corpse.
"Martial Uncle, be careful! The peach wood sword is useless against him!"
When Qin Feng saw this, he shouted anxiously.
"Puchi!"
Taoist Master Thousand Crane's peach wood sword stabbed into the corpse's chest, piercing through his heart. However, it was useless. It only made the corpse tremble.
"Roar!"
The Royal Corpse didn't let out a roar when it was pierced by the peach wood sword. It raised its sharp claws and grabbed Taoist Master Qian He's shoulder, ignoring the pain in its body.
Taoist Master Qian He didn't expect the corpse to be immune to the peach wood sword. In a moment of desperation, he quickly leaned back. Although his neck avoided the sharp claws of the corpse, his arm was still caught by the corpse.
"Puchi!"
The royal corpse's sharp nails scratched Taoist Master Qian He's arm, and several deep wounds appeared on his arm.
"Boom!"
The carriage couldn't withstand such a huge force and fell apart. The coffin fell from the carriage to the ground.
Qin Feng picked up the Evil Extermination Bow and quickly took out a talisman. He stuck it on the arrow and pulled the bow to release the arrow.
"Whoosh!"
The Royal Corpse grabbed Taoist Master Thousand Crane's arm and was about to bite him when the arrow that had been enhanced by the talisman pierced the Royal Corpse's neck.
A burst of golden light flashed, and a burning pain hit him. The corpse let out a strange cry, and its body trembled. It staggered back and let go of Taoist Master Qian He.
"Roar!"
The royal corpse twisted its neck and roared angrily. Its eyes rolled as it looked at Qin Feng who was not far away.
Qin Feng couldn't care so much. He quickly formed a seal with his hands and summoned Qin Yong out of the space. It was better to expose the fact that he raised zombies than to give his head away. Moreover, it was impossible to hide the matter of raising zombies forever.
"Bang!"
Qin Yong came out of the space. When he landed, the ground shook and cracked. This domineering aura made the Royal Corpse feel an inexplicable sense of danger. Although he was not a martial arts practitioner and did not wear armor, he looked like one.
After Qin Yong came out, it was as if he had discovered some treasure. A smile appeared on his ugly face. He opened his arms and started to suck in large mouthfuls.
"Roar!"
Smelling the dense Corpse Qi, Qin Yong let out a series of roars as he inhaled the Corpse Qi in large mouthfuls. His gaze quickly turned to the Royal Corpse at the side.
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