Bone Picker

Chapter 22 Subduing Mu'er Zhenjun
I didn't rush directly to the basement, but went upstairs into the study in two or three steps.

After taking the magic weapon bag, he went down to the basement without stopping.

When I came to the basement, the step in front of me made my heart rise to my throat.

The three iron chains that bound the black coffin had fallen to the ground.

It was an iron chain as thick as a thumb, and it was all broken, which shows the horror of True Monarch Mu'er.

The coffin lid had fallen to the ground and broke into several pieces.

I didn't have time to turn on the lights in the basement, so it was pitch black.

There was a terrifying aura in the air, and for a while, I didn't know where this Mu'er Zhenjun was hiding?
I held my breath, holding the ancestral mourning stick in my hand.

This mourning stick is made of 杘 wood.

The so-called 杘木 is a tree that grows from the pile of dead people and grows by absorbing the nutrients of the dead people's corruption.

When there are more dead people, the trunks of the lumber trees that grow in special mass graves will be thicker.

When the corpse is completely decomposed, the tree will wither without nutrition.

The 杘木 in my hand was obtained accidentally by an ancestor of our Li family, and was made into a mourning stick.

This kind of funeral stick beats ordinary people, no different from ordinary wooden sticks.

But if you beat a spirit body, such as an evil spirit like Zhenjun Mu'er, his soul will be left in the body, so he is very afraid of beating the funeral stick.

Because beating the funeral stick is not the body, but the soul.

I slowly walked towards the coffin to see if Zhenjun Mu'er was still lying in the coffin.

My feet are very heavy, and my steps are heavy and slow. I have to watch my surroundings from time to time, because Zhenjun Mu'er may attack me at any time.

There was not enough light, and the bottom of the coffin was pitch black.

According to my intuition, Master Mu'er has already run out.

At this moment, my back felt cold, and a gust of cold air went straight to my neck.

I didn't even think about it, I just took the mourning stick and swung it back.

The beating stick made a whistling sound, but it was thrown in vain.

As I swung and turned around, I suddenly realized something was tangled up in my feet.

Before he could react, his feet hurt and he was pulled back. He lost his center of gravity and instinctively fell forward.

The moment before I fell, I swung the beating stick in my hand back.

"Ah..." A scream came from the darkness.

My feet loosened and fell to the ground.

But the beating stick has been dropped, and I don't know where it fell.

I casually groped for the magic weapon bag on my waist and took out a stack of talismans, but I forgot what talismans it was.

I threw it into the air and recited the "Jingtiandi Mantra" casually.

The majesty of the eight directions is my nature.

The life of the Lingbao talisman is announced to the nine heavens.

Dry Luo Dana, Donggang Taixuan.

Killing demons and binding evil spirits, saving thousands of people.

The filth dissipates, but the Dao Qi remains forever, rushing like a law!

The sound of my chanting echoed throughout the basement.

"Burn!" I shouted again.

There was a clattering sound.

The yellow talismans in the air spontaneously ignited one by one.

"Ah..." An ugly roar came from a corner not far away, and it was extremely ear-piercing.

With the help of the burning light of the yellow talisman, I saw the black shadow.

But this black shadow is irregular, it looks like a human, but it doesn't look like it, it is particularly deformed.

This series of yellow talismans burned, seemingly without much power.

But it's actually very powerful.

Ordinary people can't see it at all, but if the realm reaches Dongxuan, they can see the power emitted by the yellow talisman during the burning process.

This kind of power is called Yang Explosion.

The so-called yang explosion means that the yang energy gathered on the rune is instantly ignited, like an explosion, sputtering energy around.

The opponent is an evil spirit, which belongs to Yin, and the power sputtered by the yellow talisman belongs to Yiyang to overcome Yin.

The moment the yellow talisman fell to the ground after burning, I picked up the mourning stick on the ground and rushed towards the black shadow.

But just a few steps forward, a whip came towards my face.

I reacted quickly, one side of my body barely dodged.

I saw that it was a tree vine, as thick as a thumb, with dense thorns on it.

As soon as the shot missed, the vine pulled back from my face, and the hairs on my face stood up, only a few centimeters away from the thorns.

I used the beating stick to block it, and the thorns rubbing against the beating stick made a dang-dang sound, and sparks were sparked, which was really scary.

Although they are all made of wood, both the funeral stick and the vines have reached the texture of metal, which is extremely hard.

I took the opportunity to sprint, stepping on the seven-star gang step, and kicked with great force towards that figure.

click.

I felt like I had kicked a wall.

I only felt a tingling pain in my right foot, and then it went numb, rebounded back to the ground, and backed up again and again.

I just felt that my right foot was no longer mine, and I had no feeling at all.

His back was drenched with sweat.

True Lord Mu'er is too strong.

This is one of the strongest opponents I have ever encountered.

Taoist priests are not as everyone thinks, they can draw symbols, read some spells, and cast some spells.

The most important point is to keep fit and exercise your body.

But even so, I still couldn't bear it when I met this kind of evil spirit who didn't feel his own body and had such a strong body.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the basement: "Mobai, I will temporarily let go of the fire evil in your body and attack it with fire. It has been roasted away from the fire for so many years, and it is afraid of fire."

I recognized it, it was Mu Nanping's voice.

As soon as the words fell, I only felt that my whole body began to feel hot.

I just felt like there was a fire burning in my chest.

The heartbeat quickens, and so does the breathing.

The fire kept rising and could not be suppressed at all.

I simply opened my mouth.

call!
Blowing at the black shadow.

I thought it was a simple breath, but what I didn't expect was that what came out was actually a ball of fire.

The flames rushed out, and the tongues of flames spewed out for several meters, and they continued, endlessly, and became more and more violent.

The flame hit Zhenjun Mu'er, and the body of Mu'er Zhenjun was crackling.

What surprised me was that this guy didn't know how to hide, and stood foolishly in the corner, letting the flames burn it.

But I was also choking enough, almost suffocating.

I quickly shut up, took a few deep breaths, and felt that my head was short of oxygen and numb.

"Mo Bai, play the soul song." Mu Nanping reminded again.

I casually reached into the magic weapon bag and took out a flute.

Bone flute!

A flute polished from human bones.

Woooooo... The sound from the bone flute is not very pleasant, but it has a certain melody and rhythm.

As the sound of the flute echoed in the basement, the other party stood there blankly, and the whole person fell silent.

Soul Control Song was originally created by our Li family.

It is used in conjunction with the soul nail, because the opponent's soul is sealed in the soul nail, and the soul nail is inserted into its head.

Now it seems that the soul nail on the opponent's body is still effective.

(End of this chapter)