Museum of Deadly Beasts

Most of the door opened, and the zombies could be seen clearly from this angle.

I don't know how long the zombie has been in here. His skin and flesh have shrunk, like the skin of an old tree. He looks black and gray. In addition, his body is covered with white hair. It's as scary as it is.

As for the clothes, they have been corroded by the strong dead air for a long time.

The first time Lin Jin saw the zombie, he knew that it was extremely dangerous and terrifying, so he didn't hesitate, so he raised his hand to print the ink seal from the book building.

The ink print on the other person is like a mass of ink dispersing in an instant.

ShuXiaoLou, who was already in the painting world, immediately felt something. She didn't hesitate. She pinched a formula with her white fingers, and instantly the zombie was sucked in by the black hole formed by the ink.

It's gone.

"No!"

At this time, the corpse Taoist over there reacted. Just now, he vaguely saw that the person pushing the door opposite was not the master. Although the other person was wearing a mask, it was not the master's "Tao" mask.

Besides, they don't have the same body shape.

Since he's not the master, he's not afraid. Especially, he suddenly finds out that the zombie he's been planning to refine for 500 years is "abducted" by the other party in an instant, and the corpse Taoist explodes directly.

"Give me back The corpse Taoist almost roared out. He raised his hand to condense a huge claw with the dead air and grasped the people on the other side of the door. Now the corpse Taoist is in a rage, so his hand is to kill people. Once he is caught by his ghost claw, there is basically no way out.

Lin Jin is also immediately aware of the danger, but he also has the means to deal with this move.

No matter who the other party is, Lin Jing will not be polite.

"The art of dragon fire!"

Lin Jin pinches a fire seal, blows gently, a group of flame is swept out in an instant.

This time, the Dragon Fire used by Lin Jin is obviously extraordinary, and the Phoenix Fire is added to it. It should be called the fire of dragon and Phoenix.

But if he doesn't borrow his own fire amulet, Lin Jin can't rely on this technique to merge into the strange fire, otherwise, his power will be stronger.

But even so, this move is absolutely not what ordinary people can resist. Besides, the flame has the power to purify everything, which can't be compared with any other attribute. Even the dead gas can't resist the burning of the flame.

In an instant, the flame burst out an air wave to the ghost claw composed of the dead air.

The strength of this force was beyond their imagination. Lin Jin and the corpse Taoist were shocked to retreat at the same time. Almost at the same time, the two wooden doors were closed.

But there were still dead air and flames gushing out.

Lin Jin immediately dodged. Not only that, there seemed to be a kind of power in the living room, which directly suppressed the overflowing dead air and consumed it.

It's just that it's not so easy for the corpses.

It was not only shaken back a few steps, but also stained by a fire on the clothes.

The problem is that its clothes are all made of white paper. Even if it's specially blessed, it's paper. It's easy to burn.

So then there was a rush.

The dragon fire is mixed with the Phoenix Fire. It can't be put out at once. The black emissary Yan Jianshi over there rushed to put out the fire. Fortunately, the corpse Taoist is not an ordinary person. After all, he is a super master who has lived for hundreds of years. He finally put out the fire with a very strange and smelly blood.

But the fight was put out, but half of its white clothes were burned, and it was in a mess.

"Ah, ah, ah!" At this time, the corpse Taoist gave out a roar that didn't look like human beings. He was almost mad. To tell you the truth, if it was just injured now, it was nothing at all. Even if it was burned up, it didn't care.

What it cares about is that the corpse body that has been refined for hundreds of years has been taken away.

It would be crazy to put this matter on anyone.

When this man is mad, he needs to vent.

It's the same with the necromancer.

He immediately began to slaughter the members of the heresy society around him. Fortunately, he knew the value of the black emissary, so he was not so mad as to attack him.

However, some of the other unimportant minions died. They were sucked blood by them and died one by one.

Vent finished, corpse road person restored calm.

It spewed out a mass of blood fog, which condensed and changed in the air, and turned into a human figure wearing a beast mask.

"Find out who this man is, and I'll let him die." The voice of the corpse Taoist had a strong murderous air.

The black emissary Yan Jianshi took a look at the figure and his face changed slightly.

It's only the change of the eye that conceals the corpse.

"Yan Heishi, do you know something?" There was a trace of ferocity in the voice of the corpse Taoist. Yan Jianshi was surprised, and immediately bowed himself and said, "I have heard of this man. No accident. This man is the curator who has been in the limelight recently.""Curator?"

The corpse Taoist murmured, then pondered.

Obviously, for him, no matter who dares to take its zombie body, it is the mortal enemy. There is absolutely no possibility of any relaxation. It must take back the zombie body.

But it also has a big question.

How did the curator enter the master's secret world?

The corpse Taoist couldn't understand this. He once asked the master Daojun, who told him that only the holder of the number of wooden cards could enter that place.

"Is the curator one of the holders of the number card?"

Although it is now stored in a seal script, only the soul is left, but this does not prevent it from thinking.

Now it has three pieces of wooden cards in its hand, but it still can't get in. It can only open a channel reluctantly. It has tried to get in, and the consequences are very serious.

So it later gave up the idea and used it as a place for refining corpses.

"Wait a minute, if the curator is free to go into and out of the master's secret place, doesn't it mean that he has mastered the master's secret and even become the next generation of Taoist king?" The necromancer thought of a terrible consequence.

It naturally does not allow this to happen.

Over the years, he has made every effort to peep into the secret place left by his master. If someone else picks the peach, he will not die in peace.

"Go and find out what the curator is doing. I'm going to meet this man. He'll give me back his body. If he doesn't give it back, I'll set off a bloodbath." The corpse road person's face is ferocious.

Yan Jianshi's heart leaped at this.

He can be regarded as the apprentice of the corpse Taoist, which has always been the true biography of the corpse Taoist. That's why he has such great ability, and he has also learned the forbearance and insidiousness of the corpse Taoist.

Over the years, master Yan Jianshi has never seen a corpse Taoist lose his temper.

Obviously, this is going to be a big deal.