The woman almost flashed in, not like Xu Zhuang's wife being manipulated.

"No, Brother Shenxiu, let's go and take a look." Zhao Fan's heart burst, his intuition was not good, so he didn't care much, so he let Xu Zhuang stay where he was, and then he rushed towards the small foreign building like a shadow.

Shenxiu was running behind her while holding her elbow.

Just when Zhao Fan was still more than ten meters away from the window, he heard a loud noise, the wall was smashed, and the coffin rolled into the air, suddenly shattering into countless broken boards.

A corpse wearing a dragon robe, long hair and shrouded flesh but dry flesh stood in the air, emitting a terrifying corpse energy, and Xu Zhuang's wife threw it in a posture of mingling with him.

Zombie King!

Zhao Fan calmed down and looked up at the Zombie Emperor. Even he felt a palpitation. Fortunately, he prepared enough in advance, otherwise there would be no possibility of destroying it.

Shen Xiu ran to him and shivered by the terrifying corpse aura that was as terrifying as the essence, "Wuliang, this zombie emperor is a bit too powerful. Are you sure that the 1990s Tianshi Master, are you sure?"

"The Daluo Wusheng Mantra, add my talisman, it's almost the same." Zhao Fan's eyes were not at all panic, but what he couldn't understand was that in the previous scene, the coffin was never possible that he had turned it out by himself, and the Zombie Emperor would not be born now. The only possibility was that the second woman who had penetrated into the window did it.

Who is she? Why is this happening?

The Zombie Emperor looked down at the bottom with a arrogant look, as if he was seriously disturbed, and his anger stirred up the corpse energy, which was extremely deterrent.

It pulled out Xu Zhuang's wife who was in merging in front of him and threw it down.

Zhao Fan didn't have time to think about the second woman. The Zombie Emperor was furious and no one was born. If he didn't do it now, the construction site not far away would become a slaughterhouse!

He caught Xu Zhuang's wife in time and threw it at Shenxiu and said, "Prepare to recite the mantra."

"Haolah." Shen Xiu took it in his hand and placed it behind him, then sat cross-legged on the ground.

And Zhao Fan had a talisman already appeared in his hand.

Just as the earth-shaking war was about to begin, an accident broke out again!

A graceful figure was stepping on the gravel that collapsed on the wall of the small western-style building, jumping into the air, and rushing directly towards the Zombie King.

Zhao Fan, who was about to take action, froze and looked up in confusion. The next scene made him and Shen Xiu confused...

The Zombie King waved his palm, and the invincible corpse power surged out of his palm, trying to crush the weak woman in his eyes who disturbed his own small corpse and destroyed the coffin and attacked him into crushing mud!

"Small……"

Before Zhao Fan could shout the word "heart" behind him, the mysterious woman turned her body and took off the zombie emperor's corpse power palm, and then ticked the void to the toes, and suddenly appeared beside the zombie emperor like gliding.

Immediately afterwards, a talisman was stuck on her index finger with her left hand, and it was printed on the head of the zombie emperor. A blue light floated on her other hand and she drew a spell on her chest.

The terrifying zombie king floated there like a foolish wood, but its eyes turned from anger to a terrifying look, which felt like a living person was creepy when he saw a ghost!

The mysterious woman took only five seconds to curse and landed gracefully.

The Zombie King also pounced downwards, with no momentum, like a rogue chicken!

The curse on its chest was flashing with a green light. Not only that, but the talismans on its head spread like patterns like spider webs, covering every corner of the Zombie King's body.

This battle, from the beginning to the end, is less than seven seconds!

"Brother Shenxiu, am I asleep and dreaming?" Zhao Fan took a deep breath. His eyes and Shenxiu seemed to be about to fall to the ground, and his eyes switched back and forth between the mysterious woman and the Zombie King. However, the woman was facing her back to this side, and she couldn't help but become curious about her appearance.

"Brother Zhao, it's not Meng. This little girl is a bit cruel..." Shen Xiu swallowed her saliva.

"Little nymph?"

Even though the voice was low, the mysterious woman's ears were clearly captured. She turned around lightly and said with disgust: "Palm and mouth."

"Yes, stomp and mouth." Shen Xiu raised his hands as if he was crazy, and then slapped his mouth.

And when Zhao Fan looked at the appearance of the mysterious woman, a poem appeared in his mind like a conditioned reflex...

The treble is more than thirteen years old, and the tops of cardamom are at the beginning of February.

The spring breeze is ten miles away on Yangzhou Road, and it is better to roll the bead curtains!

To be precise, her appearance is not as beautiful as Seventeen. Su Xi is not as beautiful as Lin Qianqian, but it makes people feel fascinated. Standing in front of her, it is as if she is the most beautiful in the world!

The temperament is too extraordinary, as if it should only exist in a vague illusion.

After a brief loss of consciousness, Zhao Fan quickly came back to his senses, but he still couldn't help but want to see the other party. He felt that this should be the result of a long-term practice of a kind of exercise that was subtly influenced by it.

The most important point is that her strength is easy to reduce the zombie king who even needs to rely on many external forces to have the power to have a stop!

Moreover, what the mysterious woman used was a magic and talisman that only Taoist sects could have.

Zhao Fan's eyes moved to the chest and head of the Zombie King, but he had never seen these two talismans. It was completely different from the many veins he knew about, and even... it was unprecedented.

The mysterious level is that even though he has spiritual roots, he feels extremely obscure and unpredictable!

"My fellow Taoist, how dare you ask the name of the emperor? Where is the master?" Zhao Fan took a deep breath and asked slowly.

The mysterious woman looked him up and down for a moment, but did not answer. Instead, she squatted in front of the zombie king's head, raised her hand and turned into a knife with her left hand, and a blue light floated.

The Zombie King's head was crunchy like a watermelon and split into two halves.

As soon as the mysterious woman took a photo, a purple ball the size of a pigeon egg rose from the head of the zombie emperor and fell into her palm.

Corpse Pill...

Zhao Fan smiled bitterly, a little depressed. His original plan was to destroy the Zombie Emperor and take the corpse pill. The imperial-level corpse pill is extremely precious and is much more valuable than the big snake demons captured in Shennongjia. After all, there are not many zombie emperors in the world, and maybe two or three of them were unearthed in one era.

But unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, no, a mysterious woman suspected of being from the Taoist sect intercepted Hu.

At this time, the other party stood up and took it to a cloth bag on his waist, and the imperial corpse pill disappeared out of thin air.

Zhao Fan's eyes twitched, and he felt that his mind was almost out of use. The lines of the cloth bag on the mysterious woman's waist were so complicated that it was not the Sumeru bag like Feng Zicheng, but... the Qiankun bag comparable to Jialan Sumeru Jade!

My uncle only has a semi-finished product!

There are many meridians in the Taoist sect, and there are no more than five Qiankun bags. The Qiankun array cannot be engraved. The refining techniques are lost. Now the existing ones are all handed down by the ancient Taoist sect powers...

But the mysterious woman's Qiankun bag, in Zhao Fan's eyes, the fog that symbolizes the years has faded to the extreme, and the fabrics of recent years!

This means that she or the master behind her can refine the Qiankun bag!

After the mysterious woman took the imperial corpse pill, she waved a flame out of her palm. In less than a breath, the zombie king was burned to ashes, leaving only a blurry outline on the ground.

Then the flame turned into mist and floated on her and disappeared.

"Samadhi True Fire?" Zhao Fan's eyelids twitched wildly. The flame was as different from the ordinary flame. Its burning power was many times stronger than his Longyang Dan Fire. It also seemed to contain the true meaning of yin and yang and five elements, and it was as vast as the heaven, earth, sun and moon. What is this Samadhi True Fire?

The three true fires are there. The heart is the king's fire, which is the upper ignorance; the kidney is the minister's fire, which is the middle ignorance, and the sea of ​​Qi is the people's fire, which is the lower ignorance.

Gathering into Samadhi True Fire, dispersing into Qi, just like the cycle of the sky.

If he came to burn the Zombie King, it would be impossible to burn it in less than an hour or two!

Zhao Fan raised an envious look at people other than his uncle for the first time. Samadhi True Fire cannot be cultivated after birth. Either it has its fire and refines it in the danger of burning the body; or one of his parents has Samadhi True Fire, which can be born to inherit the differentiated Samadhi Fire.

The mysterious woman burned the zombie queen and did not stop, and walked into the night as light as a butterfly.

Her pace was very slow, but every step seemed to have gone very far.

Zhao Fan blinked a few times and disappeared. He knew that he was shrinking into an inch of the ground, and he was not surprised, but sighed regretfully, not knowing who the mysterious woman was and where she came from.

"Ba, bha!"
Chapter completed!