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    The impact force was too great, and the mountain wall shook twice. The convex rock couldn't bear the violent collision, and fell together with the landing car, hitting the ground hard.

    The moment the car fell to the ground, glass shards splashed all over the ground with a "crash".

    Ying Zheng stood on the road, and after the ground calmed down, he walked towards the smashed car with his eyebrows downcast.

    He squatted down and pulled Brother Fu out of the broken car, who was reimbursed with the car.  At the same time, a hunger and thirst surged into his chest.

    Seeing the blood dripping from his hands, who was no longer breathing, Ying Zheng's blood pupils flickered on and off.

    The sweetness of the blood aroused the bloodthirsty impulse in his heart, sharp fangs suddenly appeared from the corners of his mouth, he growled, and bit Fu Ge's neck unbearably.

    Seeing this, Zhao Xuan, who had been quietly following behind him, raised her brows slightly, and with a flash of her figure, she snatched Brother Fu's body from Ying Zheng's hands, reached out with her jade arm, and stopped him in time.

    "You can't suck human blood!"

    Ying Zheng tried his best to suppress the hunger and thirst of his physical strength, and let out a painful "hmm".

    Zhao Xuan saw that he was suppressed in great pain, her almond eyes were darkened, she waved her jade hand, and cast a spell to cut off the smell of blood, which gradually calmed Ying Zheng down.

    Seeing that he had stabilized, Zhao Xuan threw Brother Fu's body out, and asked with concern with her dark starry eyes, "Is it better?"

    "Yeah." Ying Zheng's eyes returned to calm.

    "Why do you have the urge to suck human blood?" Zhao Xuan lowered her brows, and turned her eyes to Brother Fu, her almond eyes were full of doubts.

    After Yingzheng became dead, it was her fairy blood that was sucked all the time. Zombies who had been stained with fairy blood would never be interested in human blood.

    "No, I know, I know!" Ying Zheng was equally puzzled, he had no interest in the blood of a living person, let alone a dead one, so what's going on?

    "Go back to the underground palace, I'll check it out for you!" Unable to figure out the reason, Zhao Xuan decided to give Ying Zheng a big checkup to see if it was because of a problem with his training that he suddenly developed the most primitive bloodthirsty impulse of zombies.

    Ying Zheng nodded lightly.

    The two turned around to leave this place, but they didn't expect a "boom" to sound suddenly, and saw a beam of faint blue flames appearing out of thin air under the noses of the two of them, instantly devouring Brother Fu's body.

    "This is"

    Zhao Xuan stopped in her tracks, stared at the rising flames, and thought to herself: Why did this person catch fire suddenly, and this fireis so weird.

    Looking at the flames, Ying Zheng's stiff and handsome face was solemn. He seemed to have seen this flame a long time ago.

    He pondered, but his memory was too long, and he couldn't recall it in a short time.

    "This person is weird, and this fire is no ordinary fire!" Zhao Xuan said with certainty.

    After finishing speaking, her eyelids drooped slightly, and a faint smile of unknown meaning hung on the corner of her mouth: It seems that there are quite a few masters in this world, and there is even a kind of fire that she doesn't know.

    Really interesting!

    During the conversation between the two, Brother Fu's body was burned to ashes by the blue flames.

    After the flames were extinguished, the two looked at each other and returned to the underground palace.

    But at this moment, on a cliff thousands of miles away, a young man climbing on the cliff suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky. A deep look flashed across his eyes, like pity and disappointment, and he said softly: "Dead? Forget it,  Look for another chance!"

    ***

    Zhao Xuan and Ying Zheng returned to the underground palace, and immediately gave him a full-body examination without stopping.  After confirming that there was nothing abnormal about his body, her tense face relaxed.

    Ying Zheng is a mutated zombie supported by her immortal blood and immortal energy. It has never been stained with human blood, and the hostility in his body is thin. As long as he does not fall into the evil way, he will surpass all zombies in the future, maybe even  If you have a chance, cultivate into a Zombie Ancestor!

    At that time, he will be separated from the Three Realms and the Six Realms, immortal, and even the gods in the sky will have to treat him differently and will not provoke him easily. At that time, he will really be free and unrestrained in the world!

    Zhao Xuan sat on the couch, "There is nothing wrong with me, but you have a bloodthirsty urge. It should be because of the blood of that person just now!"

    This matter was very strange, Zhao Xuan really didn't know what was going on for a while.  Ordinarily, it is absolutely impossible for mortal blood to arouse Yingzheng's desire to drink. After all, what he has been devouring is his own blood. The energy in the fairy blood has long nourished Yingzheng's mouth.  Blood can impress Yingzheng's taste buds.

    "There seems to be something wrong with this?" Zhao Xuan squinted her eyes, not believing that there is someone more powerful than her in this world. After all, now that the court is closed, she is the only one living here.? The fairy.

    Also, the blue flame that suddenly shot out from the tomb robber was also very strange, it was a kind of fire that even she had never seen before.

    The man was obviously cast by someone, and the fire was planted in his body, and when the body loses breathing and the vitality is cut off, the fire can be ignited.

    She had looked carefully just now, that kind of flame can not only burn the body, but also burn the soul of the person at the same time.

    That kind of blue flame is comparable to her pill fire.

    "I¡ª¡ªhave seen that kind of fire!" Ying Zheng's blood pupils darkened.

    Zhao Xuan's eyebrows twitched, and a bright light flashed in her eyes: "Where did you see it?"

    Ying Zheng shook his head slowly: "I don't want toget up."

    Zhao Xuan lowered her eyes: "The only thing you can see is in the long-ago Daqin. The time is a bit far away, so you can think about it slowly! I will rest up for a while, and I will mend your coffin tomorrow!"

    It's really hard to say.  After Yingzheng woke up, he never went out of the imperial tomb, and there was no news about him from the outside world. The people who came to the imperial tomb tonight were obviously just ordinary tomb robbers. Presumably, they didn't intend to target Yingzheng.

    Forget it, with her here, even if someone really hides in the dark, it won't be able to stir up any storms.

    Zhao Xuan greeted Ying Zheng, flung out a soft couch from the pocket of her sleeve, lay down on it, and began to close her eyes and meditate.

    Ying Zheng leaned on the couch silently, his pair of blood pupils blurred and lost in thought.

    The next day, Zhao Xuan woke up from a deep sleep, stretched comfortably, and got up to work.

    Although this Imperial Mausoleum is a tomb of the dead, and the tomb is filled with evil spirits, it is built on the veins of dragons, so Zhao Xuan slept very comfortably this time.

    Zhao Xuan walked to the sarcophagus, stretched out her hand and tapped it lightly twice.  The people inside heard the movement, opened the coffin lid and sat up from the sarcophagus.

    Zhao Xuan looked at Ying Zheng and said, "Give me a place to come out, I'm going to refine a yin coffin for you again, I need a very quiet place where you can't be disturbed."

    "Just practice in my tomb, they won't enter my tomb."

    Ying Zheng naturally understood what Zhao Xuan meant. In the entire underground palace, only his tomb was forbidden by the corpse guards, so it was naturally the quietest place.

    "Okay, take out the coffin I made for you before, and I will put the keel into the coffin." Zhao Xuan thought for a moment, indeed, Yingzheng's tomb is probably the quietest in the entire underground palace.

    Yingzheng's blood pupil was surprised: "The keel"

    "Well, you're lucky. I just got this thing a few days ago, so it's a bargain for you!" Zhao Xuan said jokingly, raising her almond eyes.

    Ying Zheng ignored her, took out the golden nanmu coffin and threw it to Zhao Xuan, then stepped aside.

    Zhao Xuan looked at the broken part of the coffin, and her beautiful eyes suddenly froze.

    She looked back at the expressionless Ying Zheng, blinked a few times, then pursed her lips and smiled.

    This guy shouldn't be grinding his nails with a coffin!

    She just said, how could the coffin she made be broken so easily, it turned out that he had scratched it.

    Ying Zheng stood aside with a stern face, deaf to Zhao Daxian's laughter.

    The business is important, Zhao Xuan stopped teasing him, and asked him to wait outside the tomb first, and then began to work hard.

    Zhao Xuan is not very proficient in refining tools, she only knows superficially, but despite this, it is not difficult for her to refine a shadow coffin.

    The hardness of the keel is the only one in the world, and there is no way for ordinary fire to refine it.  Fortunately, Zhao Xuan is not an ordinary person, there is no ordinary fire, but there is a bundle of immortal pill fire.

    Zhao Xuan threw the keel into the air, flicked her crystal fingers lightly, and a beam of scorching flames shot out from her hand, instantly surrounding the small piece of keel.

    It took Zhao Xuan three days to completely refine the keel, and then threw the coffin she made decades ago into the air, sprinkled the refined dragon marrow on the coffin, and then turned her jade hand to the Yin coffin that was about to be completed  Printed on it.

    Yingzheng is a zombie and belongs to Yin.  Therefore, the seals that Zhao Xuan put on are all Yin-gathering seals.

    Not only that, she also used the yin energy of the underground palace to draw a magic circle on the yin coffin that is extremely beneficial for nourishing the yin body.

    She was born in the filthy place of the heavens, and she is very easy to control the yin and evil qi. It is not too easy for her to create a formation made of yin qi.

    After working hard for nearly a week, the Yin coffin was only one step away from being fully formed.  But the last step was for Ying Zheng to complete it himself!

    Although what she refined was a coffin, it was also a magic weapon.  As long as the blood of Ying Zheng's corpse was dripped on this coffin and refined again, this coffin would be completely bound to him.

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