Asking about longevity

The ancestor of the Zhang family, who had turned into a bronze corpse, and the elder of the Zhang family's iron corpse, who was controlled by the ink painting, fought together. The corpse energy was rolling and overflowing with strength.

It looks like physical combat.

But because they are all zombies, they will also use their claws and teeth when fighting in close quarters, so their movements will be more brutal and their moves will be more brutal.

Looking at the ink paintings made my blood boil.

There is a feeling of controlling elite monsters and fighting against the villain.

Mo Hua watched the excitement for a long time and then suddenly realized that he had something serious to do.

Then he gathered his mind, concentrated his mind, and began to observe the attack moves of the Bronze Corpse Ancestor.

See if it is accustomed to using fists, claws, or legs.

Remember what tricks it has.

For example, after punching with the right fist, he would follow up with a leg sweep, after tearing with claws, he would follow up with an upward strike, after the black tiger ripped out the heart, he would turn around and follow up with an elbow strike, etc...

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Mo Hua observed silently and wrote down the moves and habits of the ancestor of the Zhang family one by one.

Just like when he observed the movements of monsters and monks to hone his skills of passing water.

Know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.

Different enemies have different moves and different moves habits.

Demons are different from humans, and humans are different from corpses.

Therefore, you need to be familiar with it and predict it in advance. In this way, you can predict in advance to avoid being caught off guard.

Ordinary opponents don't matter, but powerful enemies like the Zhang family's founder who can turn into a bronze corpse, you have to be more careful.

The more you know about the details, the more likely you are to win.

This is also the skill of a demon hunter.

It was taught to him by his father Mo Shan back in Daheishan.

The physical body of a demon hunter is far inferior to that of a demonic beast, but he still has to fight with the demonic beast at close quarters, so he must be familiar with the movements and habits of the demonic beast.

Mo Hua is now dealing with the Bronze Corpse Patriarch in the same way.

While watching, Mo Hua deduced the combos of the bronze corpse, so that he knew it well and thought about how to deal with it.

The Bronze Corpse was indeed powerful. Against the Iron Corpse, one against eleven, he still had the upper hand.

Each move is extremely cruel and powerful.

In a head-on fight, a single iron corpse is no match at all. Only eleven iron corpses, under the unified control of Mo Hua, cooperate with each other, one move per person, one blow to escape, and the bronze corpse is exhausted like a wheel battle. Only then can we win a battle. force.

The scene was a bit tense for a while...

The strength of the bronze corpse lies in its strength.

And these iron corpses are so strong that they are not afraid of death.

Trading injuries for injuries, fighting to the death with the founder of the Zhang family with the energy to die together.

Use the elders of the Zhang family to defeat the founder of the Zhang family.

Mo Hua didn't feel distressed at all.

It doesn't matter if you die...

But the founder of the Zhang family felt distressed!

These are his descendants, the most outstanding elders of his Zhang family, and he has become the ancestor of the Zhang family. If they all die together, the Zhang family will be finished.

"We can't waste it like this anymore..."

The founder of the Zhang family's eyes turned cold, his momentum surged, and he swept his right fist back, forcing several iron corpses back. He took a few steps away and began to seal the secrets.

When the iron corpses surrounded them again.

A green corpse energy suddenly surged out from around the founder of the Zhang family.

The iron corpse shrouded in this zombie aura, within a moment, became sluggish and slowed down its pace. At the same time, its own aura also weakened little by little.

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed.

Corpse poison?

No, it looks like it's more like a spell.

Corpse poison!

Corpse poison breaks out all over the body. Once this layer of poison invades the body, the movement will be slow and the poison will continue to be injured.

Bronze corpse poison is really tricky...

Mo Hua silently made a note in his mind, thinking to be more careful.

When the founder of the Zhang family used the corpse poison technique, the situation changed.

Affected by the corpse poison, the Iron Corpse's movements slowed down in a short period of time, its moves were sluggish, and its steps were even sluggish. It was impossible to get close to the founder of the Zhang family and could not form a restraint...

"It seems that I am about to take action..."

Mo Hua's eyes brightened slightly and he nodded.

He hid in the dark, watched the opportunity, pointed at a point, and used the Water Prison Technique.

The founder of the Zhang family, who was avoiding the attack of the iron corpse, suddenly felt a sudden change in the energy around his body. A light blue spiritual thread suddenly appeared and turned into a chain, binding it in place.

At the same time, the attack that was supposed to be avoided was not.

The sharp claws of an iron corpse pierced directly into the left chest of the founder of the Zhang family. Because the skin of the copper corpse was like copper and iron, the piercing was not deep, but it still caused obvious injuries.

The founder of the Zhang family knocked the iron corpse away with one punch, then looked around with cold eyes and shouted loudly:

"who is it?"

"Who is attacking me?"

The master of ink-painting costumes said nothing.

The patriarch of the Zhang family looked ugly.

What he expected was indeed correct.

Someone set up an ambush to harm this group of elders of the Zhang family, and brainwashed and controlled all these elders to use them against themselves.

At this time, the mastermind behind the scenes was hiding nearby, waiting for an opportunity to take his own life!

The intentions are extremely vicious!

The patriarch of the Zhang family looked cold, "I want to see who Fang Xiaoxiao is, hiding his head and tail, harboring evil intentions!"

It holds its right hand empty, and its spiritual thoughts condense.

After a moment, a fluorescent white bone staff appeared.

Mo Hua's eyelids twitched again.

Manifestation weapon!

The founder of the Zhang family was much more skilled at manifesting spiritual weapons than he was.

I can only manifest the Qianjun Cudgel.

But the Qianjun Staff still has some shadows and is not solid. It is far less realistic than the White Bone Staff.

However, it shouldn't be called a manifestation spiritual weapon.

Instead, it should be an evil weapon that manifests!

This bone staff is obviously an evil weapon made with white bones as a matchmaker, a magic weapon furnace, and evil means.

The founder of the Zhang family recited a mantra, and the skull on the top of the white bone staff suddenly had red eyes.

The aura of the founder of the Zhang family suddenly became gloomy.

The corpse poison condensed and turned into dragon snakes, spitting out worms, densely packed and swimming in all directions.

The ink-painted scalp is slightly numb.

This ancestor of the Zhang family probably had too many messy tricks.

He not only cultivates the corpse body, but also knows magic.

Does it count as physical training or spiritual training?

Or is it that the devil's methods are unique and do not distinguish between blood and spiritual power?

While Mo Hua was thinking, the dragon snake had swam to the soles of his feet. Mo Hua immediately used Water Step, got up and retreated.

This subtle movement produced a slight fluctuation in spiritual thoughts. Although it was small, it was still noticed by the Zhang family's founder who was on full alert.

The patriarch of the Zhang family's copper-colored vertical pupils shrank slightly, and his white bone staff drew a little ink.

The surrounding snakes gathered together like a tidal wave, filled with poisonous gas, and swept towards the ink painting.

Mo Hua had no choice but to show his figure, his steps were light, while he retreated, he pointed his fingers at the same time.

Fireballs condensed from the fingertips and roared out.

The bright red fireballs collided with the poisonous snakes and exploded one by one.

The fire spiritual power exploded, and the flame spiritual thread strangled.

Large swaths of poisonous snakes were blasted into ashes by the fireballs, and their corpse poisons were incinerated. The red flames even took on a dark green color.

In less than a cup of tea, all the poisonous corpse snakes of the founder of the Zhang family were burned to death by Mo Hua's fireball technique.

The patriarch of the Zhang family looked indifferent.

The corpse poison technique was broken, but the "mastermind" was forced out by him.

But this "mastermind" made him suspicious.

He's actually a little devil...

If the mastermind behind this is a young monk with amazing talents, a middle-aged monk with deep thoughts, or an old monk with a gloomy face, he will not be surprised.

But this kid with an innocent face, innocent temperament, but deep eyes made it a little creepy.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

The patriarch of the Zhang family frowned.

This little ghost has pure and profound spiritual consciousness. He can manifest himself and manifest spells.

He looks innocent, but his methods are sinister.

Hidden voyeurism, no trace.

Play with the elders of the Zhang family in the palm of your hand.

Even if he didn't manifest the Bone Staff and strengthen the Corpse Poison Technique, he wouldn't be able to force this kid out.

My ability to possess spiritual consciousness has been slowly acquired through hundreds of years of swallowing human spiritual consciousness, painstaking exploration, and the inheritance of corpse path during my lifetime.

This kid has a childish look on his face and hasn't eaten rice for several years. How could he be so scheming and have such weird methods?

The patriarch of the Zhang family looked down slightly and asked:

"Kid, where are you from?"

Mo Hua smiled and said, "Guess."

The patriarch of the Zhang family was not angry and asked again:

"How on earth do you control my elder Zhang?"

Mo Hua opened his eyes and lied:

"I didn't control them, it was them. They did all the bad things, and they still thought of my sea of ​​consciousness and eating my divine consciousness. I kindly tried to persuade them, and they became enlightened and corrected their evil ways..."

"By the way," Mo Hua added, "They also said that they want to eliminate all evil and kill you, the ancestor, to atone for the sins they have committed.

The patriarch of the Zhang family's eyes turned cold.

This kid is full of lies and has no idea that what he said is true...

Definitely not a kind person.

The founder of the Zhang family thought slightly, had an idea, and said:

"You and I have no grievances, can we just let it go?"

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said:

"Okay, I don't want to fight you either. I can't beat you."

After saying that, Mo Hua waved to the founder of the Zhang family again, "You go, I won't keep you..."

The founder of the Zhang family was startled, then looked uncertain and said calmly:

"Then these elders of my Zhang family..."

Mo Hua waved his hand again, "I told you, they found out their conscience, changed their ways, and stopped following you. Now they are mine, listen to me..."

The founder of the Zhang family sneered, "We agreed to let go. Little brother, you don't seem to be sincere?"

"What sincerity?"

The ancestor of the Zhang family said:

"You release the control on them, and I will take them away. From now on, our Zhang family will no longer be disrespectful to our little brothers. I also ask my little brothers to show some courtesy to my Zhang family. What do you think?" ?”

Mo Hua pretended to think, frowned and said:

"But... I can't beat you in the first place, and if you let these iron corpses abandon the light and turn to the dark side, if you don't keep your word, won't I be in trouble?"

The patriarch of the Zhang family cursed secretly in his heart.

What a suspicious brat!

"What do you want?"

Mo Hua rolled his eyes and said:

"How about this, I've released the control of these iron corpses, and you don't have to waste much of your spiritual power, just 70% to 80%. This way, if I don't have the iron corpses and you lose your spiritual power, everyone will be fair. ”

The founder of the Zhang family looked coldly, "Kid, are you making fun of me?"

Mo Hua still wanted to talk to it, but suddenly his expression suddenly changed and his eyes were shocked.

He discovered that a giant bronze coffin had risen up behind the founder of the Zhang family.

This giant coffin was obviously also manifested. It was simple and old-fashioned, covered with green patina, and had a deep aura. It was almost exactly the same as the bronze coffin used to refine the Corpse King.

The bronze coffin is huge, and it is something extraordinary at first glance.

This kind of manifestation must also be extremely time-consuming.

What the founder of the Zhang family just said about "let's stop here" and "don't offend the river" are all lies.

He talks nonsense just to delay time.

In order to complete the manifestation of this giant bronze coffin!

Mo Hua said angrily: "Old bastard, you are so insidious. You lied to me to chat and secretly cast spells!"

The founder of the Zhang family sneered, "You kid, fight me, you're still young."

Then he clasped his palms together and said in a hoarse and ferocious voice:

"Great coffin-sealing technique, activate!"

The giant bronze coffin had its lid wide open. The interior of the coffin was pitch black and nothing could be seen, but there were rusty bronze chains sticking out from inside.

These chains extended in all directions, trapping the surrounding iron corpses and pulling them into the coffin.

The founder of the Zhang family looked sternly and said:

"I don't want to use this trick unless I have to..."

"The Great Coffin Sealing Technique, manifesting a giant bronze coffin, will transform all the elders into iron corpses, erase their spiritual thoughts, reshape their bodies, and also wash away all means of control."

"But in this case, if they lose consciousness, they will no longer be the elders of my Zhang family, but just iron corpses controlled by me."

"They are the elders of the Zhang family, or my descendants. They were refined by the bronze coffin and their consciousness was wiped away. They are really just puppets with iron corpses..."

"Although I can still serve my Zhang family, I will no longer call me 'ancestor'..."

The founder of the Zhang family felt sad but not angry, and looked at the ink paintings angrily.

"Kid, this is all thanks to you!"

"When I return my Iron Corpse, I will surround you and kill you. They will eat you alive and eat you up bit by bit!"

"To avenge my Zhang family, to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

The eyes of the patriarch of the Zhang family were burning with hatred.

This kid made himself feel a deep crisis.

It is not good for yourself to be entangled for a long time.

Why not use your trump card, pay a price, and kill this kid once and for all to avoid future troubles!

After losing control of the iron corpse, this kid is no match for him.

And he used the great coffin-sealing technique to re-refine eleven iron corpses.

One bronze corpse and eleven iron corpses were enough to surround and kill this brat.

This is his sea of ​​consciousness, and there is no way for him to escape!

Mo Hua looked scared.

The founder of the Zhang family felt happy.

But soon, he realized something was wrong.

The kid's eyes were calm and somewhat calm, without any hint of worry.

The "fear" on his face seems to be fake?

The founder of the Zhang family noticed something was wrong, lowered his head suddenly, and found formation patterns extending from his feet to the giant bronze coffin.

Complex and complex, layer upon layer.

And when the giant bronze coffin was opened, these formations, like vines, climbed along the coffin mouth and directly into the interior of the coffin.

The founder of the Zhang family understood immediately and couldn't help but said angrily:

"You brat, are you cheating on me too?!"

I pretended to talk nonsense to this brat and secretly used the coffin-sealing technique.

And this kid actually took advantage of the fact that he was casting spells and had no time to pay attention to, and used the bronze coffin as cover to lay out these formation patterns!

Mo Hua snorted, "Reciprocity, each other!"

The face of the patriarch of the Zhang family changed suddenly, and he immediately wanted to seal the coffin.

But Mo Hua was one step ahead of him, and with a thought, he shouted crisply:

"burst!"

The dense formation of ground fire exploded directly!

From inside the bronze coffin, formation patterns lit up one after another, extending outward layer by layer, and the surging spiritual power also spread outward in waves.

The bronze coffin became a flame coffin.

The spiritual power manifested by divine thoughts exploded and surged in it.

While the founder of the Zhang family opened the coffin, the earth fire pattern extended into the bronze coffin, so it was even more destructive.

The fire surged, a moment later.

The bronze coffin trembled and cracked, turning into a faint shadow and disappearing.

At the same time, several iron corpses that were sucked into the coffin were also affected by the power of the formation. Their figures were dim and unable to move.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the magic that manifests divine thoughts is the divine thoughts themselves.

The bronze coffin was destroyed, and the founder of the Zhang family was also severely injured. His face turned pale, he vomited blood, his spiritual energy was severely depleted, and his figure became a little shorter.

The founder of the Zhang family gritted his teeth and said:

"Array?!"

Why is this little brat still an array master?

And his method of setting up the formation, without pen or ink, what did he use as a medium, and what did he use to draw the formation?

The gaze of the Zhang Family Patriarch was shocked.

He has lived for hundreds of years and has never seen a monk who can draw formations in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Not to mention, such an unexpected, no-pen, no-ink, formation method directly manifested by spiritual thoughts is even more incredible.

Either this person has a good family background and a profound foundation.

Either he had a chance encounter and received an amazing inheritance!

Mo Hua's face was also a little pale.

He manifested too many formations at once, consumed a lot of spiritual consciousness, and now he is feeling faintly exhausted.

This Zhang family ancestor was more troublesome than he thought.

Bronze Corpse, Corpse Poison Technique, White Bone Staff, and Great Coffin Sealing Technique.

If he hadn't manipulated the Iron Corpse to defeat the few with more, and met him head-on, the outcome would have been hard to say.

Fortunately, I am a little timid...

But at this point, the founder of the Zhang family was seriously injured, so we couldn't let him run away!

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Eleven iron corpses were affected by the ground fire formation, six were on the verge of death, and only five were left.

Mo Hua then controlled these iron corpses and continued to kill them.

At the same time, he continued to use the water prison technique to control and the fireball technique to consume.

"not good!"

The great coffin-sealing technique was cracked, his spiritual thoughts backfired, his strength was greatly reduced, and the Zhang family's ancestor felt cold in his heart.

Today is a big disaster!

Even though the ancestor of this family, the founder of the corpse path, and the incarnation of the bronze corpse, had lived for hundreds of years, he never expected that he would capsize in the "gutter" of the sea of ​​ink and painting.

He never imagined that the Zhang family had inherited the corpse way and had controlled corpses for hundreds of years. In the end, the elders of the clan would be treated as zombies and controlled.

He even controlled them to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors!

And with deliberate calculations and unintentional calculations, all his methods were destroyed.

This kid is plotting to death!

The founder of the Zhang family was furious, with a distorted look on his face. Regardless of the iron corpses surrounding him, he walked straight towards the ink painting with a figure like the wind.

Now that his spiritual consciousness is severely damaged, he must kill this brat and swallow his spiritual consciousness so that he can survive.

Even if he dies in the end, he will drag this kid with him.

Judging from the methods this kid is currently using, he is good at using spells and is proficient in formations, but he is not good at fighting at close quarters, so he hides far away and uses some insidious methods.

As long as you get close to him, everything will be solved.

The Zhang family ancestor's eyes were ferocious, bloodshot, and his corpse energy was rising sharply.

This is its last chance of survival, and it must go all out!

Mo Hua noticed the intention of the founder of the Zhang family, and felt a little scared. While retreating, he used the water prison technique to restrict the movements of the ancestor of the Zhang family.

But the founder of the Zhang family turned into a bronze corpse, with fast movements and great strength.

At this time, under the rage, the water prison technique can only trap him for a breath or two before he is broken free.

The two chased for a while, and Mo Hua was caught up by the Zhang family's ancestor.

The founder of the Zhang family was overjoyed, a stern look flashed on his face, and the sharp tips of his five fingers drew out gusts of wind, heading straight for Mo Hua's heart.

The ink painting was calm and unhurried, using the Water Step, like flowing water, he leaned down gently and dodged the claw calmly.

The founder of the Zhang family was slightly startled, and then continued to attack.

The ferocious and ugly left hand, full of barbs, suddenly smacked down and went straight to Mo Hua's head.

Ink paintings are like fallen leaves, rising carelessly and falling suddenly, as if borrowing force from the void, sliding naturally like rippling water patterns...

The ancestor of the Zhang family changed his expression.

What kind of movement is this? There is no trace at all.

It fought for a few more rounds, becoming more and more frightened as it fought.

Out of reach!

He couldn't even touch a corner of his clothes, let alone kill this brat.

What makes it even more unbelievable is that every move he makes seems to be predicted by this kid.

Punch, claw, advance and retreat, all kinds of moves and habits for close combat, this kid knows them all!

In this case, getting close is useless!

Why?

Why is this kid so familiar with his own moves?

Could it be that from the very beginning, when he fought with Iron Corpse, every move he made was memorized in his mind?

The founder of the Zhang family felt despair for the first time.

It tried to use corpse poison again, but Mo Hua was already prepared.

As soon as it raised its hand, Mo Hua withdrew early, then distanced himself, and then used fireball to suppress it, supplemented by formations to trap and kill...

Even though he had been entangled for a long time, Mo Hua's spiritual energy was also consumed a lot, and the power of both the fireball technique and the formation technique had been weakened.

But the founder of the Zhang family himself was also at the end of his life.

I simply can’t stand the consumption of ink painting.

What's more, Mo Hua consumes spiritual energy to form an attack that actually hits it, but its own various methods can't even touch Mo Hua's shadow.

The five iron corpses were also watching eagerly from the side.

As long as I have time, I will trade my injuries for injuries, fight for my life, and entangle the founder of the Zhang family, not letting him escape at all...

The founder of the Zhang family was extremely aggrieved, but there was nothing he could do.

It was bitten by the iron corpse, bombarded by spells, exploded by the formation, covered with bruises, surrounded by the iron corpse, and restricted by the water prison technique. It couldn't kill Mo Hua even if it wanted to, and couldn't run away even if it wanted to, so it could only be consumed like this...

Just like that, I don’t know how many rounds passed.

The ancestor of the Zhang family, the ancestor of the corpse path, was consumed to death in this way...

It was covered with scars, half-kneeling on the ground, and had no breath at all.

Even so, Mo Hua didn't dare to approach it at all.

He first stayed far away, letting the two remaining iron corpses protect him, and then meditated for a while to regain his consciousness.

After his consciousness recovered a little, Mo Hua used the fireball technique to kill the body of the ancestor of the Zhang family.

After the bombardment, sit down and meditate to regain your consciousness.

Then use fireball to kill them.

Meditate again, kill again...

Repeatedly and repeatedly, I don't know how many times I bombarded the Zhang family's ancestor, until the founder of the Zhang family was blasted into a thick, black smoke, Mo Hua felt relieved...

He breathed a long sigh of relief and lay on the ground, panting.

The overall process went smoothly, but I was not very satisfied with the ink painting.

He realized that although he was strong in the sea of ​​consciousness, he was only averagely strong.

Weaker enemies can be killed easily by relying on spells and formations.

But when encountering someone stronger, like the founder of the Zhang family, with his current methods, he cannot make the final decision and kill with one blow!

We can only think of ways to deceive its trump cards and crack them one by one.

Then rely on body skills, spells and formations to slowly consume...

This is very tiring...

It also took a long time.

As time goes by, accidents tend to happen, and accidents in a lifetime bring risks.

"It seems that I will have to think of more ways in the future and learn more powerful methods..."

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

Then relief came over him.

No matter what, we finally got rid of the zombie ancestor of the Zhang family!

His eyes brightened, and he looked at the black smoke with strong spiritual thoughts, and he couldn't help but expect something in his heart:

"I wonder how much the spiritual consciousness will be enhanced by 'eating' this ancestor of the Zhang family..."