"some."

Mo Hua nodded, and pointed to the coffins and zombies on the mine, "There are too few."

Bai Zisheng opened his mouth, "Is this too little?"

There are dozens of zombies here, fearless and fearless. With the iron corpse, ordinary early-stage monks in foundation building are likely to be no match for them.

Bai Zisheng has a deep cultivation, but he still feels a little tired and consumes a lot of spiritual power until now.

If there are more zombies, he will be powerless except running.

Otherwise, they will be exhausted sooner or later.

Mo Hua frowned and said:

"Zhang Quan bought murderers for decades. In the past few decades, countless mine repairmen were killed, and then his body was bought..."

"He should be buying these corpses for refining corpses."

"It's impossible to only refine these dozens of zombies in so many corpses."

"Elder Yu told me the principle of cunning rabbits having three holes."

"Zhang Quan will definitely leave more retreats when doing such a magical thing that is not tolerated by the Dao Court."

"So I guess he must have other hiding places, with many coffins hidden, and there are many zombies hidden in the coffin..."

Bai Zisheng opened his mouth wide and then said angrily:

"This Zhang Quan is really damn!"

Mo Hua nodded in agreement.

Then he said, "Actually there is another problem."

"Is the formation?" Bai Zisheng asked.

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "Zhang Quan can tell the formation at first glance, but the bells he used to control the corpse, the bodies of the zombies he refined, including these coffins, are all formed..."

"This means that someone is drawing a formation for him!"

"This person must have a good attainment in formation, and it is very likely that he has also understood the ultimate formation..."

"This kind of ultimate formation may not be a serious formation, but an evil formation in the ultimate formation..."

The ink painting looked a little solemn.

"The ultimate formation..."

Bai Zisheng also felt a stern. He glanced at the zombie lying on the ground and asked Mo Hua again:

"Is the formations on these zombies the ultimate formation?"

Mo Hua held his little chin and said in thought:

"It's possible..."

"Is it possible?"

"Yes." Mo Hua looked at the zombies on the ground and nodded:

"It's hard to say now, I have to study it first..."

...

In the wild forest on the other side of the mine.

The land was arched and the stones rolled. Zhang Quan showed his body, gasping heavily, and breathing a sigh of relief.

Finally escaped.

He never expected that he would be chased by three young monks in his life like a stray dog.

The surroundings are desolate, there are no other monks or monsters.

Zhang Quan took a breath and a trace of doubt came to his heart.

Why was I found?

That needle has been thrown away...

Zhang Quan let go of his spiritual sense and glanced around him. Suddenly his eyes narrowed, and he grabbed his messy hair. It took him a long time to pick out a thin needle from his hair.

There is actually some?

Zhang Quanwei took a breath of cold air and felt panicked.

He immediately twisted the fine needle and threw it away, then used earth escape, fled to the stream in another mountain forest, and asked the iron corpse to stay, so he felt more at ease.

Then he changed his clothes, washed the blood, bandaged the wound, and looked at himself with his spiritual sense. He found that there was nothing suspicious about his body, so he completely relieved.

Zhang Quan sighed a little.

How come a few little kids have such deep thoughts and so hidden methods that people cannot be guarded against.

Zhang Quan was in trouble.

Then he remembered something and was a little worried.

Although he used a copper bell to control the corpse, he destroyed most of the formation.

But there are still a few zombies remaining.

The remaining zombies mean that traces of formations are left.

Zhang Quan frowned. He remembered the man's advice:

"This formation cannot be discovered by anyone. Once discovered, you will either kill someone to silence the body or destroy the traces!"

When the man said this, he changed his normal state and looked terrifyingly serious.

Zhang Quan pondered for a moment, and suddenly chuckled.

It's my own worries.

"Several zombies and several incomplete formations, I guess I can't see anything..."

Formation is difficult to learn.

And this corpse-refining formation is even more difficult and obscure, incredible, and beyond the conventional formation.

Even a formation master, no one can learn it.

That little devil is young and still refining his energy, it would be strange if he can see it clearly.

Zhang Quan sneered and didn't care.

Suddenly the mountain wind blew, blowing the stream, and the sunlight reflected in the water shone brightly.

The bright and profound gaze of Mo Hua flashed through Zhang Quan's mind.

Zhang Quan felt a palpitation in his heart, frowned, and murmured:

"It should...can't understand..."

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