Chapter 215 Save My Master

Facing 100 zombie legions that were at least flying zombie level, Uncle Jiu, who had already killed the red-eyed zombies, had no fear.

He took up his stance and prepared to charge into the formation of hundreds of corpses alone.

When Shi Jian saw this, he sneered and said contemptuously:

"Arrogant, what do you think you are?"

"If you are lucky enough to become a Martial Saint, you won't know who you are anymore."

"My master's Hundred Corpse Array has collected strange corpses from all over the world, including two Corpse Emperors!"

"You want to defeat my master?"

"dream!"

Hearing this, Shi Tian squinted his eyes and looked at his apprentice.

Under Shi Tian's gaze, Shi Jian lowered his head silently and said nothing more.

Uncle Jiu was awakened by Shi Jian's words.

Can Shi Tian control the Corpse Emperor?

Could it be that his corpse refining technique has surpassed the peak level and reached a state of perfection?

Let me explain here, reaching the peak is the limit of mortals, and reaching perfection is a state that can only be achieved by immortals.

It is almost impossible for a mortal to cultivate his skills to a state of perfection, unless that person himself is the reincarnation of an immortal.

Or, like Lin Cheng, refine a great method.

After Lin Cheng mastered the 'Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills', he reached a level of perfection in martial arts skills.

Since reaching this level, Lin Chengcheng has never faced an opponent.

So even he himself doesn't know how strong Lin Cheng is.

Uncle Jiu did not expect that besides Lin Cheng, there were people in the world who could practice a certain skill to a superb level.

The reason why it is possible is because Uncle Jiu is not yet sure of its authenticity.

Shi Tian's ability to control the Corpse Emperor may not necessarily mean that he has mastered the art of corpse refining to a superb level, but it may also be due to the help of other treasures.

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu glanced at Shi Jian with complicated eyes.

If it hadn't been for Shi Jian's reminder, he might have been attacked by two corpse emperors at this moment, and his chances would have been much worse.

Does he have good intentions or does he have another conspiracy?

"Shi Tian, ​​if you don't bring harm to your family, just come to me if you have any problems. Why do you have to deal with a few ordinary people who have nothing to do with you?"

Uncle Jiu, who had calmed down, did not rush directly into the zombie group. Instead, he stood where he was and questioned Shi Tianlai.

"Everything is false. No matter you or those old antiques, after all, they cannot discover the true meaning of the great road."

"In order to become enlightened, nothing matters to mortals, nothing to Maoshan, and nothing to myself."

Shi Tian's tone was surprisingly calm, even to the point of being scary.

Uncle Jiu looked directly at Shi Tian, ​​and he felt that Shi Tian at this time was very different from before.

How should I put it, although Shi Tian was crazy in the past, he still retained a trace of humanity, making others feel that he was at least still a human being.

But now Shi Tian seems to have completely lost himself and turned into an emotionless Tao slave!
That's right, it's Dao Slave.

A slave of the Dao is a slave of the Dao!

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu looked at Shi Tian with pity.

As fellow travelers on the road, even if they were enemies, he still felt sorry for Shi Tian.

A peerless figure with a bright future, the contemporary head of Maoshan, actually made mistakes because of a little obsession, and finally reached an irreversible point.

When a practitioner pursues the Great Way, why is it to become a slave of the Great Way?
If you do not have the determination to surrender to the Tao, but just lament the greatness of the Tao and try to borrow the power of the Tao, you cannot be called a true ascetic.

As a Taoist, what you cultivate is the Tao and what you refine is your heart!
If the Taoist heart is polluted by the Tao, then the Taoist career will be over.

Even if you reincarnate again, it cannot be repaired.

Only by giving up all memories and retaining a little bit of true spirit can we have a chance to make a comeback.

But my memory has been lost. Even if I can make a comeback, will this person still be me?

In front of the main road is a cemetery, nothing more than that.

"What, are you afraid?"

"If you are afraid, then switch to my sect and help me complete my great cause and make Maoshan the number one sect in the world!"

Shi Tian said with feverish eyes.

Uncle Jiu was silent when he heard this.

Shi Tian waited for a while, but after still not seeing Uncle Jiu's response, his expression returned to calm.

After giving Uncle Jiu a blank look, he stretched out his right hand, pointed at Uncle Jiu and said:
"Kill him for me!"

Bang bang bang!
One hundred zombies jumped forward together, and a strong sense of oppression spread out.

Uncle Jiu instantly felt like there was a huge boulder weighing more than [-] kilograms on his body, causing the ground beneath his feet to dent. "Invincible literary talent!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from the sky.

Then there were countless literary talents, holding machetes, falling from the sky like raindrops.

Boom boom boom!
After these talented people landed, they picked up their weapons and rushed towards the corpses, looking extremely brave.

Ping Pong Pong.

For a moment, the scene seemed extremely chaotic, with swords and swords everywhere, and every zombie was beaten by at least five writers.

There are more talented people on the outside waiting to go up and kill people.

"Master, are you alright?"

Lin Cheng finally arrived at the last moment.

Uncle Jiu rolled his eyes when he heard this. He was speechless as he watched Wencai beating up the zombies. He felt awkward no matter how he looked at it.

The bad taste of this brat Lin Cheng is really unbearable.

Is this the image of literary talent in your mind?

Dare you go forward and chop zombies with a machete?

If he was really that fierce, I wouldn't be pissed off by him every day.

"Don't be careless, Shi Tian has probably practiced the corpse refining technique to a superb level."

"The zombies he made are not that easy to deal with."

Uncle Jiu reminded Lin Chengdao.

Before he finished speaking, new changes came from the corpse group.

A huge repulsive force was generated from the group of corpses. The intellectuals seemed to have been hit by a truck, and they all flew backwards dozens of meters away.

Some of them were lying on the ground with their buttocks sticking out, some were hanging on trees, and some were simply hit by their own knives and burped directly.

Lin Cheng was a little shocked when he saw this and murmured to himself:

"This is Shenluo Tianzheng?"

No wonder Lin Cheng thought so, this move was so similar to Payne's Shinra Tensei.

The same repulsive force, the same powerful force.

If it were output at full power, could it destroy a city in an instant?

How many floors does one generation of rice have to carry?

"Be careful, this is one of the two corpse emperors, the magical power of the emperor."

At this moment, Shi Jian shouted to Lin Cheng.

Uh.

Shi Jian's words made Lin Cheng a little stunned.

Emperor?

That mascot from my childhood?
Also, when did Shi Jian side with them?

Lin Cheng was a little confused about the situation.

Seemingly aware of Lin Cheng's doubts, Shi Jian spoke again:

"Lin Fengjiao, Lin Cheng, please save my master."

"In order to practice the Book of Dao, he has been completely polluted by Dao."

Lin Cheng suddenly realized that this was the case.

No wonder he felt that Shi Tian was weird since he saw him.

However, it is impossible to save Shi Tian, ​​but Lin Cheng is very willing to save Shi Tian!

Shi Jian didn't know what Lin Cheng was thinking, so he continued loudly:
"There are two zombie emperors among these hundred zombies. You have seen the Emperor."

"There is also an Earth Emperor, and his unique trick is..."

boom! !

Before Shi Jian could finish speaking, a powerful force descended on him.

He was like a straw, being knocked away in an instant.

"Traitor, shut up!"

Shi Tian said with a livid face.

He didn't expect that his most trusted disciple would betray him.

After Shi Jian landed, he spit out a mouthful of blood, looked at his master with a wry smile and said:
"Master, it's not that my disciple betrayed you, but that you are no longer you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Jian rolled his eyes and fainted.

(End of this chapter)

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