After breaking free from the spear, Bai Zisheng did not take action, but his eyes narrowed slightly and stared at the iron coffin.

A moment later, a zombie crawled out of the iron coffin.

This zombie is different from other walking zombies.

Its skin is not ulcerated, but is black and blue, and looks as hard as iron.

The fangs are longer, the fingers are sharper, and the breath is stronger all over the body.

Mo Hua quickly asked Bai Zixi in a low voice, "Sister Sister, what is this?"

If you don't understand, you have to ask.

And it’s not embarrassing to ask my senior sister.

The knowledge of Taoism in Mo Hua is mainly concentrated on formations, and other cognitions are far inferior to Bai Zixi.

Even Bai Zisheng is not as good as Bai Zisheng.

Bai Zixi said: "It's an iron corpse, one level higher than a walking corpse."

Mo Hua nodded quickly, then raised her head and said disdainfully to Zhang Quan:

"It's just an iron corpse. If you have the ability, do you get a bronze corpse and a golden corpse?"

After saying that, Mo Hua remembered something and secretly asked Bai Zixi:

"Sister Sister, there are bronze corpses and golden corpses..."

He just talked about the bronze corpse and the golden corpse.

He didn't know if it was.

Mo Hua was afraid that he would not be well-educated and would reveal his background and be looked down upon by Zhang Quan.

Bai Zixi nodded, "Some."

Ink paintings feel relieved.

When Zhang Quan heard this, he was shocked.

This little guy knows so much, he must be from a big family and a sect.

Judging from his tone, the copper corpse and the golden corpse are just ordinary?

You know, it took him a lot of effort to refine this half-step iron corpse comparable to a foundation-building monk.

So far, all those who have seen this iron corpse have become terrifying.

There are not many monks who have seen this iron corpse and can survive.

Zhang Quan did not expect that this little devil was not only not afraid, but also looked down on him.

Zhang Quan was frightened.

Bai Zisheng was happy to see the hunt and had already fought with the iron corpse.

This iron corpse has not been refined yet, so it can only be considered a half-step iron corpse.

The strength is worse than that of ordinary foundation-building monks, but their skin and flesh are as hard as iron. If they really fight, they are even stronger than ordinary foundation-building monks.

At least it is better than Zhang Quan who doesn't take drugs.

Bai Zisheng was slightly inferior, but he became more and more courageous as he fought.

Before, Aunt Xue followed her and Yan ordered that she would not take action, so Bai Zishengkong had all his skills and had nowhere to use them, so he could only talk with Mo Hua.

Now that I am traveling outside and after several battles, Bai Zisheng's Taoism has become more and more mature, and his experience in fighting with others has gradually become richer.

But as he fought, Bai Zisheng gradually struggled.

Because not only the iron corpse, but other corpses would also desperately rush towards him.

Even if these zombies were pierced by spears and were cut off, they still ignored them and pestered Bai Zisheng.

Bai Zisheng couldn't help but mutter:

"It's so annoying."

At this moment, Bai Zisheng avoided the attack of the iron corpse and stabbed a corpse in the chest with another shot. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he shouted:

"Ink painting, there are patterns on the body of the zombies!"

Mo Hua was slightly stunned, then he held his palms in his hand and used the water pricking technique to fix a walking zombie.

Bai Zixi swept his sword energy and crushed the clothes on the zombie's chest.

The zombie's chest was rotten and had dead spots, but there were no traces of formation patterns.

Mo Hua said: "Senior Sister, peel it!"

Bai Zixi nodded, stroked his slender hand and swung his sword energy, breaking the skin of the zombie.

The dead flesh under the skin is stiff, with blood patterns hidden in it, and the breath of hidden formations ripples.

The ink painting stagnated, then looked shocked, then was overjoyed, his eyes lit up, and he met Bai Zisheng:

"Senior brother, help me catch zombies!!"

The blood-colored formation depicted on this zombie turned out to be the ultimate formation!

Moreover, it is at least a first-grade eleven-line pattern or above!

Catch zombies?

When Zhang Quan heard this, he was stunned at first, and then he thought of something and his face changed wildly.

This little devil is actually a formation master?!

He saw it?!

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