"A scoundrel like Wu Zhi actually became the hero of the world in your eyes?"
"That's ridiculous!"
Wu Zhi scratched his head from behind: "I'm not that bad, am I?"
"Although Wu Zhi has powerful power, he clearly can be the emperor and unify the world."
"But he spends more time with women. It's normal for men to be lustful. But if you look at him again, what has he done?"
"He actually supported a little emperor with evil intentions and a narrow mind. Moreover, this little emperor was not a puppet. Wu Zhi actually allowed him to do whatever he wanted. Now even Wu Zhi himself has to be restrained by the little emperor!"
"As the saying goes, if the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, which of his emperors in the Song Dynasty was normal!?"
¡°If you want to unify the world, you must be like me, decisive and decisive, and do whatever it takes to achieve your goals!¡±
While speaking, Qiao Daoqing suddenly grabbed a golden bell from his sleeve.
I saw him gently shaking the bell, and a "ding-dong-dang-dang" sound came out in the air.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Zhi, who was hiding behind, was surprised to find out.
The man who was lying upright in the coffin suddenly sat up.
Fortunately, they didn¡¯t really jump around with their legs together, hands raised, as shown in the TV series.
They climbed out of the coffin just like ordinary people.
The only difference is that the movements are stiffer, a bit like a robot.
When Gongsun Sheng saw it, he couldn't help but frown.
"Puppetry?"
"Hahahaha! Puppetry?"
"Do you think that I have spent more than ten years just practicing low-level magic that a three-year-old can learn?"
"I tell you, I can bring these dead people back to life!"
"Look at them, they have been dead for more than half a year, but their skin still does not have bugs or ulcers. And they are no longer human beings, but weapons!"
After the words fell, Qiao Daoqing shook the bell in his hand again.
And there are words in his mouth.
It sounded like he was chanting a mantra, mumbling it out.
Wu Zhi discovered that Qiao Daoqing was reciting a spell and shaking the bell in his hand.
A very strange rhythm gradually emerged. This was not a spell controlling the dead people who had been soaked in potion.
Rather, the strange melody produced by the addition of the spell and the bells caused these brain-dead corpses to produce a conditioned reflex.
Under the control of this kind of music, they pounced on Gongsun Sheng with all their teeth and claws.
Gongsun Sheng quickly took out the sword in his hand and saw the sword illuminated by the candlelight in the cave.
A flash of sharp light flashed, and he quickly cut off the hand of one of the corpses.
"when!"
A sound similar to the collision of metal spread.
What horrified both Wu Zhi and Gongsun Sheng was that the sharp sword not only did not cut off the corpse's hand, but after the collision with it, it only left a small white mark on the surface of the opponent's skin.
It can¡¯t even break through the surface layer of skin!
Qiao Daoqing was obviously very satisfied with his masterpiece, and he laughed wildly.
"Hahahaha! Did you see it? This is the result of my hard work for more than ten years!"
"Gongsun Sheng, accept death!"
The bell in Qiao Daoqing¡¯s hand shook more and more violently.
There was a clanging sound throughout the space.
As his mouth with a small goatee turned over a compass, he sputtered out various incomprehensible spells.
These dozen invulnerable corpses immediately pounced on Gongsun Sheng with their teeth and claws open.
Although Gongsun Sheng had superb swordsmanship, facing such a terrifying thing for the first time made him feel a little overwhelmed.
No matter how sharp the sword in his hand is, it cannot penetrate the skin of these monsters.
In desperation, Gongsun Sheng could only keep retreating.
Wu Zhi has been staring from behind the cave.
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