I collect gold fingers in the heavens

Chapter 66 I'm Taking You On My Wild Motorcycle

Suddenly, the royal zombies in the golden coffin exerted force.

The thick rope of the arm was broken in an instant, and Daoist Qianhe standing on the golden coffin was also shaken to the ground.

Looking up, a golden coffin lid is getting closer and closer.

Daoist Qianhe's complexion changed, his years of kung fu made him react as quickly as possible, he stepped back and opened his legs.

But the golden coffin lid still pressed one of his thighs.

The severe pain made him couldn't help shouting, "Ah!"

One of his disciples hurried over to help him push off the golden coffin lid.

And at this moment, inside the golden coffin, a zombie wearing the royal clothes of the Qing Dynasty, whose dry skin seemed to have lost all moisture, and faintly glowing with copper and iron bounced up, opened its mouth, and a strong corpse breath came out.

The disciple who helped Daoist Qianhe push the golden coffin picked up the mahogany sword and charged forward with a loud shout.

Before Daoist Qianhe could call his disciple to stop, he saw him being stabbed in the chest by the royal zombie that was suspended.

"Ah..." the disciple cried out in pain.

The royal zombie carried the disciple of Daoist Qianhe and fell straight back onto the coffin. With his mouth opened, two sharp fangs were exposed, and he was about to bite down on the neck of this hapless disciple.

"Don't!" Daoist Qianhe, who had regained his ability to move after pushing away the golden coffin lid, couldn't help shouting when he saw this, but he had no time to stop him.

At this critical moment.

"boom!"

A strange sound resounded from the back of the royal zombie, accompanied by a flash of golden light with strong yang attributes.

"Roar..." The royal zombie howled, and the movement that was about to bite down was stopped.

"Rumble..." The sound of the engine sounded.

Accompanied by a sentence, "Brother, don't be afraid, I'm here, brother!"

Wu Siyuan, riding a motorcycle in one hand and holding a semi-automatic pistol in the other, rushed out of the woods and quickly approached where they were.

The motorcycle is Wu Siyuan's spare vehicle in [Shennongjiao Space], and it is full of gas.

After Wu Siyuan traveled through the world of "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji", he felt deeply inconvenient and bought it specially to put it in the space.

Now it comes in handy.

The gun just now was also fired by Wu Siyuan. It used the [cinnabar evil bullet] that he made day and night during this period of time. Compared with glutinous rice and mahogany swords, it caused more damage to the royal zombies.

Didn't you see the royal zombies screaming?Even "eating" stopped moving!
Wu Siyuan drove the motorcycle with one hand, and kept shooting at the royal zombies with the other.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

At the beginning, Wu Siyuan's marksmanship was not very accurate, and he just hit the royal zombie's back.

But soon Wu Siyuan's touch came back.

He shot one after another, hitting the same spot on the back of the royal zombie's head.

Every shot is accompanied by strong yang damage, which even the royal zombies who have become copper corpses can't bear!
It couldn't suck the blood of Taoist Priest Qianhe's disciple in Yun's hand at all.

After a simple calculation, the Royal Zombie discarded the unlucky disciple casually, then turned around and stood on top of the coffin, condescendingly looking down at Wu Siyuan who stopped not far in front of it.

"Roar..." The royal zombie howled towards Wu Siyuan.

"Bang bang..." Seeing this, Wu Siyuan shot it two more times, both of which hit the forehead directly.

The blazing light burst out, and the foreheads of the royal zombies were dented.

"Boom!" Before the royal zombie got mad, it was knocked flying by the impact of the bullet and fell to the ground. The golden coffin also fell down to protect it.

"Brother! Why are you here?" Daoist Qianhe brought four disciples to Wu Siyuan's side.

"I don't worry about you! Didn't I tell you to set up tents! If I don't come, you don't know how many people will die!" The gun in Wu Siyuan's hand was still pointing at the golden coffin, but four Daoist Mu's tone reprimanded Daoist Qianhe.

"Senior brother is right! I'm not good at learning arts! Almost killed them!" Daoist Qianhe blamed himself.

"You always take your mistakes to yourself! It's obviously the fault of those Qing dogs, but you insist that it's your fault!" Wu Siyuan said angrily.

Daoist Qianhe was silent for a moment, then asked again, "Brother, what should we do next?"

Before Wu Siyuan could speak, suddenly, with a "bang", the golden coffin flew upside down, right where they were.

Priest Qianhe and his disciples immediately dispersed.

And Wu Siyuan didn't have time to turn the front of the car, so he had to throw down the motorcycle decisively and hid aside.

The motorcycle was instantly smashed into pieces by the golden coffin.

The royal zombie who had been hiding in the golden coffin also jumped three feet high and rushed towards Wu Siyuan's position.

"Brother! Little..."

Before Qian Hedao finished his long speech, he saw Wu Siyuan's hand flicker, the strange weapon disappeared, but there was a dustpan with white rice grains on it.

Wu Siyuan threw the rice grains in the dustpan onto the Royal Zombie.

"Bang bang bang..."

The rice grains exploded continuously on the royal zombies like firecrackers, until the royal zombies were "exploded" to howl, and the corpse gas was vented.

The rice grains are undoubtedly glutinous rice that can restrain zombies.

Then Taoist Master Qianhe saw that the dustpan in Wu Siyuan's hand was filled with glutinous rice again, and he sprinkled it again!
"Bang bang bang..." A more intense explosion sounded on the royal zombie.

Royal Zombies can't even get close.

Daoist Qianhe's "careful" word "heart" got stuck in his throat.

The glutinous rice in Wu Siyuan's hands seemed endless.

After being splashed with glutinous rice four or five times, the royal zombie's originally decent official uniforms of the Qing Dynasty became tattered, and it was no longer a decent zombie.

It looked at Wu Siyuan's dustpan full of glutinous rice again, and backed away in fright.

Then he turned around and jumped into the woods.

It jumped three or four feet high, and it was so fast that it disappeared into the shadow of the woods in the blink of an eye.

"Brother, what should we do?" Daoist Qianhe came to Wu Siyuan's side and asked.

"Chase!" Wu Siyuan said without thinking, fertilizer, don't even try to run away!
"Brother, I'll go with you!" Daoist Qianhe said.

"What are you going to do? I'll just go! You stay here, lest the royal zombies come over. Also, you pull out the corpse poison of your disciple. The corpse poison of the royal zombies is not easy, so if it's too late, just It's too late! I'll give you glutinous rice!"

Wu Siyuan said and handed the glutinous rice in his hand to Taoist Master Qianhe, and he chased in the direction where the royal zombies were escaping!
(End of this chapter)