Chapter Fifty-Three: Each Showing Off Their Skills

  The black-robed monk angrily commanded the undead, and the giant cocoon formed by the Four Elephant Lock Cloud Array was instantly beaten by the zombies, emitting a dull thud.

  However, after trying for a while, the black-robed monk gave up and let the zombie torment itself.

  Wang Chen and several others finally breathed a sigh of relief in the formation method, and the formation method of trapping the corpse was considered successful.

  However, the black-robed monk merely sneered, "Surnamed Fu, you're not as foolish as the rumors say. But even if you've trapped my true spirit corpse, what can you do?"

  As the black-robed monk shook the bag at his waist, over a hundred refined corpses suddenly appeared on the empty ground. After doing all this, the black-robed monk still reluctantly took out a black brick-shaped weapon from the storage bag.

  It was as if an inkstone had been lifted, and after a small black brick rose up, it was instantly surrounded by a group of ink-colored auras, then under the control of the black-robed monk, it flew rapidly towards Master Fu.

  Although aware of the complexity of the dark fog, Fu Shifu didn't hesitate and with a loud "whoosh", his red superior treasure burst forth, transforming into a two-meter-long fire dragon.

  No fierce collision as imagined, the red sword-shaped treasure met with the black fog and its brilliance suddenly diminished.

  Master Shi's face suddenly changed, and he hastily retrieved the red sword-shaped treasure. He then stuck two defensive talismans on his body, while muttering to himself. A yellow glow emanated from his body, accompanied by a buzzing sound like that of electricity.

  The dark fog instantly met the defensive barrier of Fu Shifu, as if it had encountered a flame, and the talismanic shield formed by the symbols was instantly corroded with a large hole.

  Hehe!

  The black fog corroded the seal and didn't stop, continuing to stick to the protective cover of the top-grade treasure. In an instant, a hissing sound came from the cover, and the precious bell on Master Fu's head kept dripping down threads of precious light. Just as they were at a stalemate, the black mist was slowly consumed completely.

  However, the originally dazzling treasure clock also dimmed a lot. Fu Shifu didn't have time to grieve for the treasure clock, and the secret method he had prepared for half a day was finally triggered.

  "Wu earth god thunder, boom! Boom! Boom!"

  Master Shi Bo let out a low shout, and the yellow light and electric sounds on his body suddenly intensified. Then, a strange scene appeared: a series of yellow-light-emitting divine thunderbolts began to form one after another.

  Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!

  After the formation of the Wuzhu Thunder God, he rushed over immediately at a rapid speed. This speed could only be met with brute force, and cultivators of the same rank basically couldn't dodge it.

  At the same time as the formation of the Wēi Tǔ Shén Léi, hundreds of refining corpses on the ground continuously emitted waves of corpse energy. The black-robed cultivator then absorbed the corpse energy and formed a layer of black armor that adhered to his body for protection!

  Rumble!

  Rumble!

  The power of the Wuzhu God Thunder was truly earth-shaking, and the huge sound could probably be heard four or five miles away. After a moment, when the sound had disappeared, dozens of small pits appeared on the ground, and the scattered bodies of the refined corpses were strewn all over the place, emitting wave after wave of foul odor!

  In the distance, where the black-robed monk had stood, a pale-faced monk was vomiting blood nonstop. With a painful expression, he wiped his mouth and said: "Fu Tianchou, Wu Tu's divine lightning is quite good. Lai will remember this, today's grudge will be avenged another day!"

  While speaking, the Li surname cultivator's hand grasped a spell seal, and the fresh blood that fell to the ground instantly enveloped the surrounding refined corpses, then transformed into a cluster of black mist emitting a bloody glow, enveloping the black-robed cultivator as he swiftly departed!

  Fu Shu saw the situation and felt that something was wrong, several divine thunderbolts were offered in the past, but the Li surname cultivator had already started flying away while speaking, except for one divine thunderbolt that exploded a piece of blood fog, nothing else was left behind, and in the blink of an eye, the black fog disappeared.

  The whole process took a long time to say, from the reversal of Shi Shu's defeat, leading the zombies into the formation, to the retreat of the evil cultivator with the surname Lai, it was just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea!

  After Mo Xiu left, Fu Shu's face turned red for a moment, and he spat out a mouthful of thick blood. Wang Chen and Zhang Qi also followed Wu Shixiong out.

  "Master, are you alright?! Hurry up and sit down to treat your injuries, I'll protect the law with you!" Wu Shixiong said anxiously as he saw his master's injuries.

  Fu Shu heard this, a look of relief flashed across his face, then he glanced at Wang Chen and Zhang Qi before closing his eyes to meditate. The glance carried a heavy warning, clearly showing that he was worried about the intentions of Wang Chen and the others while he was meditating.

  Wang Chen asked with a clear conscience, calmly accepted this gaze, Zhang Qi was indeed frightened pale, whether it's true or false, others don't know. However, Wang Chen's greatest doubt is that Fu Shu believed Wu Shixiong so easily, knowing that people's hearts are unpredictable, even disciples and masters may turn against each other for elixirs or treasures.

  On the other side, a hundred miles away, a black fog gradually dispersed, and a cultivator with the surname Lai stopped on top of a desolate mountain.

  "Lu Yunzong, Fu Tianchou, you just wait! If my Copper Corpse hadn't been broken before, I wouldn't let you be so arrogant. One day, Lü will definitely avenge today's humiliation. But before leaving, take this last move from Lü!"

  Li surname monk pinched his fingers together in a Buddhist hand seal, closed his eyes and squatted down.

  Master Shi finished his meditation, swallowed a few elixirs to stop the bleeding, and stood up saying: "The demonic cultivator has left, next be careful and work together to eliminate the foundation-building zombies, this time the mission will be considered complete!"

  Wang Chen and Zhang Qi nodded in agreement, following behind Fu Shu. Standing beside them was Wu Shixiong. Wu Shixiong led the way, with Fu Shu closely following, while Wang Chen and Zhang Qi stood at the back.

  Watching Master Fu nod, the others also raised their own artifacts. Wu Shixiong's hand pinched a spell seal, and under its control, the blue-green giant cocoon quietly dissipated.

  Without the comfort of the giant cocoon, the refined corpse let out a loud roar and came forward to greet them. However, no one noticed that in the black eyes of the refined corpse, there was a hint of cruelty different from before, completely unlike its usual dullness.

  Three magical artifacts, one precious artifact, simultaneously welcomed them, but what happened next was a scene that would be etched in the memories of several people forever.

  The half-air law enforcement had not yet hit the corpse, and the corpse exploded, with a loud noise, the corpse turned into rapid rotting flesh and waves of corpse energy, scattering in all directions.

  Four people scattered in all directions at the same time of the explosion, Wang Chen and Fu Shifu were the first to discover the abnormality of the zombies, retreated backwards, but Fu Shifu actually went to rescue Wu Shixiong in a very urgent situation, and ended up falling behind.

  The explosion of the corpse was too sudden, even Wang Chen, who ran the farthest, only walked a little over a meter before being splashed with blood and flesh.

  Coming back to himself, Wang Chen only felt that he had been blown out of more than ten feet by the explosion, and seemed not to have suffered any injuries.

  "Tomorrow, tomorrow!" Fu Shuobo exclaimed hastily, holding Wu Shixiong in his arms. To Wang Chen, he seemed to have lost all the calmness and composure of his usual self.

  A surge of spiritual energy entered Wu's body from his master, and he coughed twice before opening his eyes. "Master, are you injured?"

  Master Shifu's face lit up with joy, saying: "As long as nothing happens tomorrow, Master will be fine!"

  But as soon as the words were spoken, a white gas appeared on Wu Shixiong's forehead. "Not good! Tomorrow, hold your breath and don't breathe, Master will find a doctor for you!"

  Just after Master Shi Shu finished speaking, Wu Shixiong's face turned even paler, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. In a low voice, he said: "Master, I've been poisoned by the corpse poison. The foundation stage corpse poison is something I can't withstand. Before I die, can I ask you for one thing?"

  "Whatever you say, as long as Master can handle it, I will definitely agree with you." Fu Shu's continuous nodding.

  "May I call you father?"

  After hearing this, Wang Chen, who was originally prepared to examine his own body, suddenly had wide eyes and many thoughts flashed through his mind. Many things that happened before suddenly became clear!

  "So you knew all along! I thought you were angry with me because of your mother's death and didn't want to acknowledge me!" Master Fu's body trembled uncontrollably, overcome with emotion. After a moment, he composed himself and said: "Don't worry, I'll get the sect's elder to save you tomorrow! You just have to hold on, it'll be alright!"

  After saying this, Fu Shu also didn't care whether Wu Shu agreed or not. He took out a talisman and stuck it on Wu Shu's body. Instantly, a thin layer of ice appeared on Wu Shu's body.

  Hurry!

  With a soft whoop, the treasure vessel enlarged in the blink of an eye. Master Wu and Uncle Fu boarded it, then quickly vanished into the horizon.

  But before leaving, Master Fu left a sentence, "Be careful of corpse poison, as for whether you can hold on or not, it depends on your luck!"

  After hearing this sentence, Wang Chen and Zhang Qi's faces changed greatly, and they quickly left the area where the explosion had occurred earlier. Wang Chen set up two arrays and sat down to examine them carefully.

  Wai Mian Zhang Qi hesitated for a moment and did not retreat, instead examining the corpse poison!

  He activated a simple introspection technique, and the block of corpse spots in the meridians stuck tightly to the meridians, no matter how hard he tried to drive them away. It was as if they were standing on the meridians. Wang Chen had tried using his spiritual sense and magical powers, but there was no effect at all. However, after a moment's thought, Wang Chen suddenly remembered something, and hastily activated his blood energy to confront the corpse spots.

  It was as if fire had met water, and the corpse's dark spots instantly turned into a pale white mist that seeped into his muscles and skin. In an instant, a tearing pain spread across Wang Chen's body.

  Fortunately, the refinement of hell was even more painful than this, and Wang Chen endured it with difficulty, while controlling the blood energy to meet it. The corrosion of corpse poison and the repair of blood energy coexisted in this piece of skin, corroding and repairing at the same time.

  "Blood evil is a positive energy of blood and gas, corpse poison is a negative cold toxin, the two are indeed mutually restrictive!"

  Spent a difficult half an hour in agony and finally got rid of a thread of corpse poison!