Chapter 551 Superior Corpse Carrying Skill

But in fact, no matter how these people lied, Tian Lin would never give up.

Although he was almost in despair at this time, how could the danger and despair of Taiping Village compare to what Chen Xiantang had experienced?
"Brother Feng, there's no need to ask Brother Zhou for help. If you have time, just place some talismans outside for me or throw some fireballs."

At this time, Tian Lin was carrying seven drought demons on his back, and his entire body below the neck was stuck in the soil, looking extremely miserable.

This was all thanks to his strong physique, the words he had on hand, and his corpse-carrying skills having reached the level of an intermediate level of magical power.

Otherwise, with his level of cultivation, he would not be able to withstand the pressure from so many drought demons, let alone the continuous explosive energy of seven drought demons in his body.

But even if there were entries to convert corpse qi into spiritual energy, Tian Lin would be at risk of exploding and dying at any time because he could not convert the spiritual energy in time.

"Wait a moment, Junior Brother. I will help you right away!"

The disciple named Feng was also afraid that Tian Lin would give up, so he didn't dare to go up and help Tian Lin directly. But if it was just about throwing a fireball from a distance, then what was there to be afraid of?

The disciple named Feng didn't waste any words. He took out a mirror, a sword box, and a painting from his storage bag.

The bright mirror was hanging high, and in an instant countless fireballs flew towards the village courtyard over there without regard for their lives.

The explosions came one after another, and in a flash the courtyard was flattened by the fireballs, and the ground continued to collapse.

Not only that, sword energy kept coming out of his sword box, flying around in the old village chief's yard without distinguishing between friend and foe. And in the painting, ghosts, big and small, kept flying out, all running towards the old village chief's yard.

Frankly speaking, no matter the fireballs, flying swords or those big and small ghosts, they didn't cause much harm to Hanba and Laocunzheng.

But these messy things disturbed the deadlock between Tian Lin and Hanba.

The old villager in the yard was watching several drought demons jumping off Tian Lin's back. They were actually going to deal with the big and small ghosts that jumped out of the scrolls. His face instantly became extremely ugly.

However, he could not attack Tian Lin, so he could only scold those Hanba who were pretending to be dead, saying: "What are you doing? Open your eyes and take a good look at who is your opponent!"

Unfortunately, these drought demons were all revived corpses, and were not "resurrected" through his method, so it was impossible for them to obey his orders.

And Tian Lin, who was previously pressed into the ground, actually "climbed up the steps" from the mud at this time.

Two or three of the seven drought demons jumped off his back to deal with the other big and small ghosts, and the remaining four drought demons still pressed him so hard that he couldn't breathe.

However, during the previous stalemate, he had already absorbed a lot of the corpse qi of the few drought demons below. The strength of the few drought demons below was obviously weakened, and as one strengthened, the other strengthened, and Tian Lin's corpse-carrying skills made great progress.

"Die!"

Before his knees stepped out of the mud, Tian Lin's body shook, and the several drought demons on his back suddenly made a series of bone-breaking sounds.

The old man in the village changed his expression as he saw the four drought demons on Tian Lin's back changed from their initial powerful appearance to the slug-like 'meat ganoderma'.

The four weak and boneless 'Meat Ganoderma' were thrown to the ground with a clatter, like garbage.

"You three, go kill him for me!"

Lao Cun was trying to control the other three drought demons, but unfortunately they didn't listen to him at all.

Tian Lin was also happy at this time. He tore off his already tattered clothes and was unwilling to spend time changing clothes in a hurry.

In just a blink of an eye, he appeared next to Old Muramasa.

However, Lao Cun Zheng was too powerful. Although Tian Lin was fast, Lao Cun Zheng's reaction was not slow either.

Almost at the moment when Tian Lin appeared next to Lao Cun Zheng, Lao Cun Zheng's figure disappeared. Lao Cun Zheng acted very decisively, and when he saw that the situation was hopeless, he immediately flew out of the yard and tried to hide.

Although the disciple surnamed Feng was far away and couldn't see clearly what happened, he could see clearly that Lao Cunzheng was escaping and Tian Lin was chasing him.

Disciple Feng was delighted and shouted to Tian Lin, "Brother Tian, wait a moment. Let me go chase that old guy!"

He actually didn't want to stay here to deal with the three drought demons! At this moment, Tian Lin wanted to chase Laocunzheng, but was blocked by the three drought demons.

If it was earlier, he would have had to retreat when facing three drought demons. But now, his corpse-carrying skill has reached the upper level of supernatural power.

Facing the three drought demons, Tian Lin didn't waste any words.

He immediately used the Corpse Carrying Skill, and a red coffin instantly appeared on his back.

Not only did the coffin change from red to black, but there were even a few inscriptions engraved on the coffin lid.

Tian Linfu was very moved, and he carried a large virtual red coffin and said, "Please enter the coffin!"

This "Please Enter the Coffin" is originally a skill of the Xiangxi Sect. Usually, people hold a real coffin to perform this skill.

Although Tian Lin did not have a real coffin and had never kept a coffin, he was certain that the coffin formed by the Dharma image on his back could also perform this method.

Sure enough, as he cast the spell, the lid of the red coffin on his back suddenly opened, and then the red coffin suddenly flew high into the air and aimed at the three drought demons below.

Wherever the red coffin shone, three drought demons flew towards the coffin uncontrollably.

Three drought demons entered the coffin, and the red coffin lid flew back and closed with a bang.

The red coffin containing three drought demons fell down and hit Tian Lin's back with a "bang".

Despite his corpse-carrying skills, the weight of the three drought demons was like a mountain, pressing Tian Lin so hard that his knees bent.

In an instant, the red coffin began to suppress the drought demon, and Tian Lin began to absorb the corpse gas of the drought demon in the red coffin.

More than half an hour passed, and the three drought demons in the red coffin began to struggle weaker and weaker, while Tian Lin outside stood taller and taller.

With a crackling sound, the three drought demons tilted their heads in Tian Lin's red coffin. This time, not only did they turn into "meat ganoderma", but their bodies also began to decay rapidly, turning from corpses into skeletons, and finally into pustules.

The red coffin absorbed the corpse without any waste, and the color of the red coffin on Tian Lin's back became more and more enchanting.

"Is this the highest level of magical power, the corpse-carrying skill?"

Tian Lin retracted his magical powers and suddenly looked towards a villager's house in the distance.

At the villager's house, sword lights shot up into the sky and the sounds of fighting could be heard one after another.

Tian Lin didn't believe what the disciple surnamed Feng said in the first place. Now after seeing the sword light, he was even more certain that Zhou Ting and his men had not been able to subdue the drought demons dug out from the pond.

Without hesitation, he flew up and headed towards the house over there.

Before the people arrived, Tian Lin saw the goddess tree of Mei Xiangu in the air.

I saw the roots of the Goddess Tree falling continuously, lashing towards the ground like a divine whip.

On the ground, three of the five drought demons were lying, while the other two were fighting with Mei Xiangu, the disciple surnamed Feng, and Wang Yanyu.

Tian Lin looked at Zhou Ting and Du Qiping again. Zhou Ting was standing in front of the altar with a pale face. On the altar, there was a pile of wood debris scattered.

It goes without saying that this piece of wood debris should be some kind of magic weapon, but it is broken into pieces now.

Du Qiping was even worse off. He held a compass in his hand, which illuminated the three drought demons below. Then Du Qiping shouted:

"Brother Zhou, this Five Elements Array is out of control. Please help me take it back. If this continues, I will die."

Zhou Ting said gently, "Junior Brother Du, hold on. If you take back the formation plate now, the three drought demons on the ground will be unstoppable. If we wait for the three drought demons to join the battle, I'm afraid none of us will survive."

(End of this chapter)

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