Chapter 549 Killing the Drought Demon
Chapter 549 Killing the Drought Demon
Tian Lin still doesn't know what happened in the village.
Now, he is still trapped under the corpse pit, meditating and resting in front of the last five coffins.
“With my strength, even if I have the ability to carry corpses, and even if Hanba can sit on my back obediently, it will still take a lot of energy and risk to subdue Hanba.
In short, unless I advance the corpse-carrying skill to the advanced level, I will not be able to deal with the drought demons below with my strength. Moreover, how can I deal with the drought demons that have resurrected in the village? "
At this time, his face was a little pale, and there were scratches on his chest, neck and waist.
If it weren't for the existence of the entry, coupled with his own extraordinary physique, even if he was a Nascent Soul cultivator facing so much corpse qi and corpse poison, he would probably have to die here.
However, despite suffering so many injuries, Tian Lin did not gain nothing.
In addition to his stronger physique and more internal energy, he has now cultivated the Corpse Carrying Skill to the intermediate level of magical power.
There are obvious differences between the Corpse Carrying Skill from a low-level supernatural power to a mid-level supernatural power. The most obvious difference is that after leaping from a low-level supernatural power to a mid-level supernatural power, the supernatural power changes from being unable to appear to be a Dharma-appearance.
At this time, in order not to waste time, Tian Lin simply swallowed a few "pills", then stood up and walked to the last few coffins.
Although his magical powers have been upgraded, he does not dare to be arrogant.
He patted one of the coffins and threw a dozen pieces of talisman paper into the coffin with great familiarity. Before the talisman paper started to self-ignite, he threw the copper bell string in his hand into the coffin.
The copper bell string pulled up the drought demon in the coffin, while the talisman paper controlled the drought demon so that it could not move.
When Hanba was about to come back to life, Tian Lin used his corpse-carrying skill, and a black coffin suddenly appeared on his back.
This black coffin was originally just an ordinary yellow color, and the reason it turned from yellow to black was because Tian Lin carried two corpses of drought demons on his back.
Now, this black coffin has shown signs of turning from black to red.
"stick!"
Hanba was trapped in the mouth of the coffin created by the Dharma image, but this time the one who shouted the word "sticky" was not Tian Lin, but the black coffin on his back that was activated by his true energy.
With a sound of "sticky", the drought demon on Tian Lin's back came back to life, but it could not escape from the black coffin.
But Hanba was Hanba after all, and the black coffin transformed by Tian Lin's Dharma image could not suppress him steadily. He was seen struggling in the black coffin on Tian Lin's back, and tried to open the coffin lid formed by the Dharma image several times.
"Die!"
The intermediate level magical power of corpse carrying consumes a lot of true energy, although it allows Tian Lin to avoid being attacked by Hanba. However, he transforms into a Dharma image and draws the true energy in his body every moment.
Fortunately, the intermediate magical power of the corpse-carrying skill was also extremely powerful in "refining" the drought demon. In just half a minute, before Tian Lin's true energy was exhausted, the drought demon was completely drained dry.
Tian Lin was exhausted and could no longer make his Dharma image appear. The black coffin on his back disappeared automatically. And the dried-up Hanba inside the black coffin also hung on the ground with a snap.
Tian Lin tried to shoot a fireball, burning the mummified Hanba. Then he refined the spiritual energy formed by the corpse qi in his body and restored the true qi in his body at a very fast speed.
After a moment, he became energetic again and continued to walk towards the next coffin.
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"These coffins can't suppress them at all!"
Above the corpse well, not far from Tianlin, Mei Xiangu and others were fighting with five drought demons.
It seemed that the five of them were facing off against five drought demons, which was easier than Tian Lin's, but it was actually much more difficult.
Firstly, the drought demons that Tian Lin dealt with were all those that had not revived and were not very powerful.
Secondly, Mei Xiangu and the others did not know the corpse-carrying skill, so they relied on their own strength and magic weapons to fight. It was also thanks to the fact that it was night time, the strength of the drought demon in this village would be weakened. It was also thanks to the fact that Wang Yanyu, Mei Xiangu and Zhou Ting were all from aristocratic families, and in addition to their strong strength, they also had many magic weapons to save their lives.
But even so, they couldn't hold on any longer.
"Where's Junior Brother Tian? We need to find a way to call Junior Brother Tian out to help us now!"
Zhou Ting controlled the altar in front of him while speaking.
On the altar in front of him, there were five small red coffins.
There are five paper figures locked in the small red coffin, corresponding to the five drought demons outside the formation.
This small red coffin is a magic weapon. They are able to make the five drought demons outside lie on the ground, all thanks to the power of this small red coffin.
However, as time went on, the surface of the small red coffin began to crack, and the paper man inside was about to break out of the coffin.
Once the five paper men inside break out of the coffin, the five drought demons outside can no longer be restrained.
"Junior Sister Mei, do you have any way to find Junior Brother Tian?"
Wang Yanyu knew that Tian Lin and Mei Xiangu were master and servant, so she suspected that Tian Lin and Mei Xiangu had some secret way of communicating with each other.
Mei Xiangu shook her head and said, "I only know that Tian Lin is still alive, but I can't contact him otherwise."
Zhou Ting added: "I can't suppress these drought demons by myself. Someone has to go out and use talismans or iron locks to interfere with the control of the drought demons outside. Otherwise, once the red coffin is broken, we will be at the mercy of others."
Mei Xiangu said: "My Goddess Tree may be able to help, but I am a commoner. Once this formation is removed, I am afraid that the evil villagers will kill me."
Wang Yanyu said to the disciple surnamed Feng, "I guessed earlier that we officials can kill evil spirits. But if Junior Sister Mei wants to go out and use the Goddess Tree to deal with the drought demon, she must eliminate the evil spirits from the villagers. Do you dare to follow me to deal with those evil villagers?"
The disciple surnamed Feng did not want to take risks, but if he dared to refuse, Zhou Ting would be the first one to kill him.
He slapped his storage bag, and four or five peach wood swords appeared on his back: "Okay, you and I will go out and try it!"
He and Wang Yanyu flew out of the formation, and heard him muttering in a low voice: "First, send the resentful ghosts to the underworld, and second, send the hungry ghosts across the river. Today, we are crossing the Naihe Bridge, and I ask Yama to give me some advice!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and said, "The City God has spoken, all ghosts must obey his orders and be executed!"
As he raised his hand, a peach wood sword on his back suddenly flew out with moonlight. As he pointed, the peach wood sword flew towards a villager in the distance with a whoosh.
The villager didn't know how to dodge, and the peach wood sword pierced through its body. There was a "pop" sound, accompanied by a scream from the evil villager, and the moonlight on the peach wood sword became dim, but the evil villager was completely destroyed.
"effective!"
The disciple surnamed Feng was delighted, and then continued: "The City God has said that all ghosts should obey his orders and receive the calamity!"
As he raised his hand, the second peach wood sword flew up and suddenly expanded, hanging high in the sky above the entire Taiping Village. Then bursts of thunder fell from the peach wood sword and struck down many evil villagers.
Just as the two peach wood swords were showing off their power and just as the disciple surnamed Feng was about to sacrifice the third peach wood sword, Wang Yanyu over there flew directly towards the old village.
Lao Cunzheng's face suddenly changed and he started running away. He was very strong and if he really wanted to escape, no one could catch up with him.
However, everyone was already satisfied that they could drive the old guy away.
"Junior Sister Mei, it's your turn now."
(End of this chapter)