Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 227 The power of a dragon shooting a big bow and one arrow (page 1)

No wonder the two of them were so shocked.

Rigor mortis travels by relying on the dragon energy of the earth veins, and practices by swallowing the moonlight of the goblins.

It took countless years to transform from a black and white walking zombie into a flying zombie, let alone a bronze skin and iron bones, a jade armor and a golden body.

And so far.

The old foreigner has only seen one real bronze-armored corpse.

On the top of Pingshan Mountain, the Corpse King of the Yuan Dynasty used his own coffin to suppress the fate of the barbarians.

Even the generals who guarded his mausoleum had never reached the level of bronze armor.

did not expect.

Today is just a fight for an ancient talisman.

In such a dilapidated courtyard.

There was actually a bronze-armored corpse hidden inside.

As for Yang Fang, although he has been traveling around the world for many years, most of the people he kills with the magic whip are walking corpses and very few flying zombies.

This is already the first time in history.

"It's the corpse breeder..."

The old foreigner's mind was electric.

He came back to his senses in an instant.

Xiangxi has a tradition of driving corpses since ancient times. Similar to this, there are also people who raise corpses.

These people practice sorcery and magic, and they also fight, but what they want is not the gold and silver buried in the tomb, but the ancient corpse in the coffin and the treasure cave itself that occupies the dragon's veins.

To them.

The corpses are also divided into three, six or nine grades.

The best among them is naturally the emperor who dominates a country's destiny.

It's just that imperial mausoleums are often built on mountains, with mountains cut into corridors, and there are countless devices and mechanisms. Unlike the four sects and eight sects, the corpse keepers are often alone. It is as difficult as climbing to the sky to destroy the mausoleum.

The next best thing is the general who has fought countless battles on the battlefield and is burdened with thousands of corpses.

The first class again is the person in front of him who is filled with evil spirits.

Those who were slightly worse than them died unjustly and were burdened with overwhelming resentment.

These ancient corpses either become stiff easily, or it is even more amazing to cultivate with dragon energy.

As for the Corpse Cave, there are only two requirements.

The land of the first dragon vein.

The second is that the Yin Qi is deep enough.

The ancient corpse in front of him, as can be seen from the broken armor on his body, was definitely a man who galloped on the battlefield and killed decisively.

I just don’t know how many years I have been raised before I can cultivate to such a state.

and also……

The old foreigner's emotions flashed, and he looked past the bronze-armored corpse to the depths of the courtyard gate.

Compared to the low thatched huts around.

This room is not too bad.

The roof is covered with green tiles, and only the kitchen and woodshed on both sides are thatched.

At this moment, the faint skylight swept across.

You can still vaguely see two vegetable plots that have been opened up in the courtyard.

The door was ajar and no lights were lit.

The night had been falling for a long time now, the mist was deep, and there was silence around the house, with almost no breath.

Seeing this situation, his expression became even weirder.

Being able to raise such an astonishing bronze-armored corpse already shows the strength of the Talisman Thief.

So, where is he hiding now?

Think about this.

The old foreigner became increasingly uneasy.

Extrapolate from the current situation.

The Talisman Thief most likely noticed them in some way.

That's why the bronze-armored corpse was sent.

You know, to a corpse breeder, the value of a bronze-armored corpse cannot be simply described in terms of money.

Not between life and death.

I will never hand over my cards right away.

and so……

He was most likely trying to survive with a broken arm.

Let the bronze armored corpse hold them back.

He was hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to escape.

Thinking of this, he turned around almost subconsciously.

Looking at Yang Fang who was already with the bronze armored corpse.

"Yang Fang, please hold on."

"it is good!"

We've known each other for so long.

In the entire Chenjiazhuang, the old foreigners he was most familiar with were the old foreigners.

Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle had such great reputations and great disparity in status that they would subconsciously feel restrained in front of them.

And Kunlun is too powerful.

In his heart, it was an insurmountable mountain.

As for Hualing and Red Girl, there are differences between men and women. Unless someone is present, there is almost no interaction on weekdays.

Only the old foreigner was left.

The two are similar in age and have similar experiences. Apart from their dull personalities, they have almost no shortcomings.

Plus daily competition.

It can be said that I know him very well.

Hearing his tone at this moment, Yang Fang immediately understood.

The old foreigner must have discovered something.

Only then would he choose to leave at this time.

He responded loudly.

Facing the bronze-armored corpse with rich blood and evil aura.

Yang Fang actually refused to avoid or retreat.

His energy and blood surged, and he twisted his wrist. In an instant, the talismans on the whip he held in his hand lit up one after another.

Although not as good as when it was in Chen Yulou's hands.

But it’s also extremely amazing.

"Chenzhou Talisman?"

"No, that group of people can be considered a Taoist altar. This should be the real Taoist talisman..."

In the open space outside the courtyard.

The mist squirmed.

Basu seemed to step out of the darkness.

Looking at the inscriptions one after another, astonishment flashed across his face, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

He has been dealing with Jinzhai and Huzhai for many years.

I am in Chenzhou again.

How could you not understand the difference between the talisman on the divine whip and the Chenzhou talisman?

One is an evil heretic like him.

Just to put more money on his face, he also became an orthodox Taoist sect and regarded himself as a Taoist from Lei Tan.

But among all the methods, including raising corpses, driving away corpses, raising ghosts, and condensing spirits, which one is not a witchcraft?

The aura emanating from the talismans in the distance.

Zhongzheng, peaceful and domineering.

It is clearly the most authentic Taoist Qi.

I thought only the old foreigners were interesting, but I didn't expect that this guy named Yang Fang was also pretty good.

It was a rare sight for me.

Thinking of the old foreigner, he subconsciously glanced at the high part of the courtyard wall from the corner of his eye.

After saying a few words, the old foreigner quickly picked up his dragon bow and stepped on the wall to fly over the eaves. A moment later, there was a sound of breaking tiles in the night.

Others actually jumped directly onto the roof.

Bang!

Stomping down hard.

The roof made of wooden slats could not withstand his strength.

There was a loud bang, and a big hole appeared under his feet, and Uva fell like rain.

However, he did not choose to break into the house, but quickly took out a fire sickle from his waist, polished it and threw it down.

wow-

His fire sickle is specially made.

It is mixed with a lot of white phosphorus powder.

At this moment, it ignited when it encountered the wind. It was already like a fireball falling to the ground while it was still in the air, illuminating the small room brightly.

There is only one set of tables, chairs and benches in the hall.