Mr. Zombie rises from the dead

Chapter 621
hour of peril.

Master Jianxi reached out and took out a small talisman.

Then without saying a word, he directly threw the talisman to the bar below, and in an instant, a burst of crimson light appeared on the talisman.

It exploded the moment it landed on Bart's head, and the raging flames directly engulfed Bart's body.

Seeing this, Ye Chen raised his eyebrows.

Hehe, he really deserves to be a cultivator under the seat of Yuxu Palace. Even if he only has a mere foundation-building realm, his family background is very solid.

The talisman seal used by Immortal Jianxi should have been refined by a master who is good at invisible fire element magic.

To refine such a talisman seal, it is not an easy task to use it when needed, it takes a lot of effort, and the materials used are not ordinary materials.

It would cost some capital just to get those things together, not to mention refining them.

The prehistoric world is different from the zombie world. Here, it is not possible to just say "The Supreme Lord is as anxious as a law" to finish the spell.

If anyone here dares to refine talismans like this, the will of the Taiqing saint will come down in a few minutes, so come and chat with the refiner to see what he plans to do for this first saint.

So Master Jianxi's talisman was definitely not easy to come by, otherwise, he wouldn't have to wait until the critical moment of life and death to take it out and use it.

Sure enough, there is a ray of life in the three thousand avenues.

Even if the matter has been helped to this extent, there will still be some misfortunes in order to make Master Jianxi and Jietong die.

If that's the case, there's no other way to help.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, and a steady stream of vitality rushed into the fire.

According to his spiritual perception, Refuge was seriously injured at this moment, but there is still good news, at least he was only seriously injured and not dead.

As long as the vitality is not completely cut off, Ye Chen's power of life source can save it.

Of course, when his realm improves in the future, his comprehension will be more profound, and his control over the origin of life will be more subtle and handy. At that time, life and death will be optional.

The Cyanwood Sacred Tree is able to brew the existence of all creatures directly out of thin air, relying on the source of life.

If you can't even do life and death with human flesh and bones, then you will be sorry for the powerful and mysterious source of life.

After a little brewing, the barge in the firelight below has recovered a lot of vitality.

He was seriously injured by the talisman attack, and the miserable pain drove him into a rage. While recovering his body, his sharp claws went straight through the raging flames, and grabbed the real Jianxi who fell in mid-air.

When he saw the sharp claws coming towards him through the flames, Master Jianxi was immediately dumbfounded.

He knows how powerful this fire talisman is, even if it is a sudden attack by a monk in the Jindan stage, it is difficult to completely resist it.

Not to mention a mere animal.

But now the facts are in front of us.

Moreover, because the vitality in his body was constantly disappearing, his strength was weakened to the extreme, and he fell from mid-air again. Faced with this sharp claw, Jianxi Master had nothing to do.

He could only watch helplessly as he fell into the sharp claws of the refute, waiting for death to come.

"Why did this happen? Why did my strength and all my cultivation suddenly lose its effect, my true energy dissipated, and my life was lacking?"

Doubts of unwillingness grew in the heart of Master Jianxi.

In any case, he couldn't understand why such a thing happened.

In the next second, it seemed that the resentment and doubts in his heart had played a role. Suddenly, he felt that his strength had recovered a little, and he was just able to use the sword control technique.

A cold light flashed in Jianxi's eyes, and he immediately cast a spell.

The icy sword light flickered away, and his sword suddenly became much bigger, and he stabbed it against the top of Bart's head.

On the spot, Baojian inserted a candied haws pierced into the barb, and killed him directly.

Just after casting this trick, the vitality in the body began to rapidly decline and disappear.

next second.

A burst of power surged from the sharp claws, forcibly crushing the real Jianxi's body.

The seven orifices were bleeding, and the body was so seriously injured that Master Jianxi was bound to die.

But before he died, he couldn't figure out what he did wrong and why things suddenly became like this.

He was the deacon of the outer sect of the Sanyang Palace, a monk in the foundation establishment period, and a high-ranking cultivator. Why did he die at the hands of this mere evil animal?

Who is it?

The last thought let out a cry of unwillingness.

suddenly.

Before he died, he had a flash of inspiration, and Jianxi's eyes looked at Ye Chen who was still holding in his hand.

It was him, it must be him, and now he is the only one left alive, there is no other possibility except him.

Now that I think about it, everything has been weird since I saw this guy.

The things encountered along the way, the two times of being attacked by fierce beasts were very abrupt, as if someone did it on purpose.

Looking at Ye Chen again, at this moment, he has lost all his strength, and his breath is about to be completely cut off. It is impossible to still have the strength to hold him.

But he just stood in the void like that, his expression seemed very calm and indifferent.

What kind of existence is it that can stand in the air?

Anyway, no matter what, it's not his level, nor is Jindan able to do it.

Who is this guy?
One last thought flashed through my mind.

Immortal Jianxi's aura was finally cut off and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Ye Chen watched the real person Jianxi die, and thought to himself: "This guy is not bad. At the last moment, he was lucky enough to catch a little opportunity about me."

"From this point of view, the brewing of the prehistoric world cannot be underestimated. Any thought that a cultivator has before dying may reveal my identity. I must be more careful in such actions in the future."

Ye Chen is not acting cautiously now, but must take precautions and vigilance in advance.

In this world, whether it is Yuxu Palace, or the disciples of other ashrams of the Sanqing Sect, all of them practice the Three Thousand Laws of the Heavenly Dao.

Their impromptu thoughts are actually all caused by the influence of the will of heaven, that is, to control all living beings and hold them in the long river of fate.

Otherwise, there would be no wisdom and enlightenment that blesses the soul to such an extent.

And the things obtained in the end will also enter the control of the will of heaven and can be calculated.

Once or twice is okay, if there are too many, the Will of Heaven must be able to figure out that it is itself making troubles in it, disrupting the flow of its originally set fate.

At that time, I will be exposed to the will of heaven.

(End of this chapter)