After the man fell to the ground, the dagger holding his heart trembled, and the heart that was still beating slightly turned into a ball of blood mist, filling the air...

This scene scared Long Tuozi, Salmon, the old lama and others trembled. Seeing that their companions didn't even react, they lost their lives. At that moment, everyone present showed a timid expression, and several timid people had already begun to prepare to escape from here.

Long Tuozi, who had just expressed doubts, was the first to say, "What I said just now... Guangren's words are not trustworthy? Why don't he do such a good thing? Friends, Long doesn't tide in this muddy water. Who else is still thinking about the elixir of immortality? Please..."

After saying that, Long Tuozi waved to his dozen disciples and said, "Don't have a daydream of immortality, go back..."

At this time, the remaining monks began to shake. After hesitating, except for the man of Salmon and the old lama, the remaining monks left here. The bonfire that had been burning for half a night had also been extinguished. The monks left behind looked at the mansion opposite with uneasy eyes full of wolf corpses.

Although he insisted on not leaving, Salmon and the old lama did not dare to step forward easily. They were waiting for whether there would be monks coming from behind. At that time, let the newcomers rush up, and they might have a chance to get a bargain.

But I waited until dark and didn't wait for the new monk. In the end, the old lama was a little anxious. He found Salmon himself and said to the mangrove shaman, "Salmon, if you wait, you won't fall from the sky. We might as well fight. I'll take the lead and lure all the people inside out, and you and your disciples go in and steal the elixir of immortality. You and I will first establish a gentleman agreement. As long as you get the elixir of immortality, half of you and me will be there."

"I'll listen to you, Master." Hearing that he didn't have to take the lead by himself, Salmon smiled, and then continued, "Master, don't worry, if there is only one elixir of immortality, then I, Salmon, gave up. The pill must be yours..."

"Guangren gathered so many monks together, and there would not be only one pill." The old lama glanced at Salmon, then turned around and said to his disciples, "You go and prepare. There is a chasm at the foot of the mountain. You can go there to select the right longevity corpse. You must prepare before the hour. If you can't get all the longevity corpses, don't blame me for putting you in it."

When the little lama heard this, everyone's face showed a terrified expression. He hurriedly saluted to the master, then dispersed at the same time and retreated to the back.

Seeing that these lamas did not rush forward, they retreated without a trace. Salmon frowned. Although he had heard of this old lama for a long time, he was heard that today was the first day to meet. Salmon held his own identity and asked, and he was just waiting for the old lama's disciples to come back to see what medicine was buried in his gourd...

Almost half an hour later, the lamas who had just gone down the mountain rushed back one after another. Almost each of them carried a corpse, including men and women, new corpses that had just been buried, and many dead bodies that had begun to decay for a while. After putting down the corpse, the disciples of the old lama left hurriedly.

Whenever the little lama transported a corpse back, the old lama would tear them open and take out the internal organs like mud inside. Then the old lama smashed the magic weapon he carried with him. He inserted the fragments into the chest of the corpse, and then took out the needle and thread to sew the chests of the dead corpses.

As the middle of the day was approaching, hundreds of corpses had gathered around the old lama. The smell of corpse smell made Salmon and his disciples frown, worried about corpse poison. Salmon asked his disciples to light the bonfire again and said to the old lama who was preparing to do it through the bonfire, "Master, are you planning to rush over to the corpse formation? The opposite side is also a monk, and his cultivation is above you and me. It is just a corpse formation, and it will be burned with a fire."

"Then shaman, you underestimate me." The old lama laughed strangely, and then put his two poems together and raised the Buddha's name in Mongolian. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood was splashed out and splashed on the corpse lying on the ground. Then, the old lama turned around the corpse, and kept spraying the blood on the corpse while turning around. After being splattered by his blood, the dead corpses began to react.

These dead bodies began to move, and they climbed up from the ground one by one. After seeing that their magic was successful, the old lama stabbed the last piece of the demon-subduing pestle in his hand into his heart. The moment the fragments stabbed into the old lama's body, the dead bodies faced the old lama at the same time, clasped their hands and performed the lama's etiquette.

At this time, the old lama began to recite scriptures in Meng or Tibetan. After hearing the scriptures, these dead bodies became excited. As the scriptures began to dance, a moment later, after the old lama recited the last word, he pointed in the direction of the distant house, and more than a hundred corpses rushed towards the location of the house at the same time.

Just when the bonfire was lit again, Lang Xian outside the house vaguely saw the lamas placing a pile of corpses under the fire. He hurriedly shouted to the house, "Three old men, come out and see, the people on the opposite side have started to take action, they have brought a lot of dead bodies. Come out and see, make preparations early..."

"What's so good about it? There are so many dead wolves around you, are you still looking at the dead and greedy?" Bai Wuqiu's voice came from the gate. Erlangzi continued to say impatiently, "I'm afraid of living, but I'm afraid of death. I really don't know what you guys don't have to be afraid of..."

After being scolded by Bai Wuqiu, Lang Xian could only stop. At this time, he had already hung hundreds of wolf corpses outside the wall. He had not eaten for a day or two nights, and he was too lazy to say anything. At that moment, a small bonfire was also set up in Lang County, and he picked a wolve and roasted it on the fire.

Just when Lang Xian remembered that he had no seasoning and was about to ask for some coarse salt in the yard, his right eyelid suddenly began to rush around. Lang saw hundreds of dead bodies rushing down from the bonfire from the corner of his eyes.

After seeing these dead bodies clearly, Lang Xian hurriedly slapped the gate of the house, slapped and shouted loudly, "I've taken action... I've taken action again! Three great monks came out to see... They moved the corpse formation and rushed over..."

At this time, the gate of the house finally opened. When Gui Bugui yawned and showed his head, he glanced at the dead body that had rushed to halfway, and smiled, saying, "Do you really think that if my magic is reversed, you can be bullied by people like you? Your tricks are separated from me by the old man..."

While speaking, Gui Bugui breathed a sigh of relief at the corpses rushing over. Then the bodies of which were on fire. In a blink of an eye, the hundreds of corpses were engulfed by the fire. Lang Xian, who was looking at the gate, couldn't help but gasp...

After seeing the fire swallowing the dead bodies, Gui Bugui smiled. Just as he was about to close the door, the old guy raised his eyebrows and said, "That's right. I've moved my hands and feet on the dead bodies, and I can actually defend against the fire... Then try this again..."

While speaking, Gui Bugui whistled. Then the wolf corpses that fell to the ground and had no time to deal with them suddenly jumped down. Then thousands of dead wolves rushed up against hundreds of dead corpses. This was not the end. The dead corpses that were hung by Lang Xian on the wall also began to jump up and down.

These wolves, who were skinned, beheaded and removed from their tails, and pulled out their internal organs, jumped off the wall, and then rushed up with the dead wolves to face the hundreds of dead people. Even Lang Xian was so embarrassed that he limped from the yard and ran towards the dead people.
Chapter completed!