The guy with white hair was covered with red eyes, and a green and foul-smelling liquid flowed out of his mouth. The body covered by the white hair was blood red. It lay in front of the White Tiger Seventh Array, its whole body was tense, and he grinned at Long Junchen and the other two.

?This is, white-haired zombie?!

Long Junchen's face slightly shook, and he finally knew where the powerful corpse energy came from. He turned to look at the pool and suddenly realized. It seemed that the zombies in this pool were not placed here as decorations, but should be to provide the corpse energy used for cultivation for this white-haired zombie. No wonder, no wonder this guy is so powerful. Even Long Junchen felt it was a bit tricky, because its arms and legs were not like ordinary zombies, but could be bent, flexible, and walk and attack would not be as stiff as puppets, which was very difficult to deal with.

The white-haired zombie was wearing ancient official uniforms, and it was purple. She seemed to be a high-ranking official. At first glance, she was used for the tomb owner to bury her. Her resentment was not gone, and there was a black air between her eyebrows. It was a standard zombie appearance. However, many parts of the official uniforms were worn out, revealing long moldy white hairs. Under the zombie's white hair, there was a red body, like blood.

"Why, its body is red?" The handsome man of Dao had already fainted from fear and fell aside like a dead person. Only Ning Feng'er could still ask questions calmly, but her face was extremely pale, there was no blood on her lips, and the corners of her mouth were trembling unconsciously.

"This is a beast-blooded zombie. If I guess correctly, it is artificially refined."

Long Junchen paused, saw the blank expression on Ning Feng'er's face, sighed, and continued to explain: "The so-called zombie refining means that ancient mages used some strong people as raw materials for zombies. When they were about to die, they put them in a coffin. Most of these coffins were made of elm wood, filled with blood of five spirits. After the person put them in, they immediately covered the coffin and buried them in the ground ten feet deep, sealed them. The corpse covered in the coffin will continue to absorb the blood of the beast and enter their own body. After a short time, the body

The blood inside will be completely transformed and filled with beast blood. Most of these people died unjustly, so the resentment caused by unwillingness to evaporate in the sealed coffin and then absorbed by the corpse to form a zombie. Because it is a corpse soaked in the blood of the beast, it is a blood corpse. Looking at the appearance of the zombies, it is probably absorbing a lot of essence and blood." Long Junchen narrowed his eyes, rubbed his chin, and said in a lingering manner, as if he was commenting on a work of art, which made Ning Feng'er speechless on the side.

The white-haired blood corpse licked its tongue ferociously, stretched its body with its tiger back and bear waist a little, and then turned around the White Tiger Seven Constellation for a few times, but could not find a way to break the formation. Long Junchen was not in a hurry to take action, but looked at the White-haired blood corpse with interest. He really wanted to see the ability of this White-haired blood corpse, whether it could break the formation. This was a formation that Taoist priests above the Maoshan Tianshi tablet. If it was a White-haired blood corpse, it would probably not be so easy to break the formation.

The white-haired blood corpse bent and crawled on the ground. After carefully observing the seven candles on the White Tiger Seven Constellation, Long Junchen's heart sank. The white-haired blood corpse giggled twice, then bowed a few times to the lit seven candles, opened a mouth that was broken to the ear, revealing a mouth with yellow water flowing, and blew hard toward the nearest candle in front of him. A fishy wind blew by, the candle shaking, but it did not go out.

"This, this strange thing, what is it doing?" Ning Feng'er widened her eyes in surprise, half-covered her mouth, and said with a trembling voice.

"Zombies have corpse gas. The gas exhaled from their mouths is even stronger. It saw the clues of this formation and wanted to use corpse gas to blow the light. With its cultivation level, this formation would probably be broken soon." Long Junchen frowned, looking at the white-haired blood corpse in front of him, thinking about how to save mana and kill it. After all, in this mine cave, Long Junchen dared to bet that there must be more than such a white-haired blood corpse. There may be a stronger ghost waiting for him. He must retain his mana to deal with the more difficult things in the future.

At this moment, the pool water behind Long Junchen began to stir up again. Long Junchen slapped his forehead and remembered that there were many zombies waiting for him to deal with. In this way, wouldn’t he be attacked by front and back and be attacked from both sides? If the three of them were trapped here, he would still have to protect those two guys. He was unable to do anything in his clones, and it would be really dangerous then!

Long Junchen thought for a moment and immediately took the idea. The most threatening thing now is the white-haired blood corpse. No matter what, you must clean it up first. Long Junchen glanced at the handsome man who was motionless like a dead fish next to him. He cursed in his heart, and kept instructing Ning Feng'er: "The zombie behind you is handed over to you. Be careful to deal with it. I need to do a way to clean up this white-haired blood corpse."

After Long Junchen gave the order, he looked up again. The white-haired zombie was lying on the ground, constantly blowing candles, and one was blown out. The second one was only a little spark, and he was about to extinguish it. He didn't dare to neglect it immediately. He took out a handful of copper beans and sprinkled it out. He formed a seal with his hands, and said loudly: "The way of heaven is normal, cause and effect determines destiny, yin and yang are pure and quiet, sprinkling beans into soldiers!"

"Ah, it's not good!" Long Junchen had just finished reciting the spell, Ning Feng'er patted Long Junchen's shoulder behind him. Long Junchen suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of Ning Feng'er's finger. It was the direction of the pool. The blood in the pool was stirred for no reason. A zombie slowly climbed the edge of the pool with a wet hand, then rubbed it with his feet, and climbed up easily. The wet blood dripped on the ground, making a snap sound, and then the second and third... The zombies lying in the blood pool were all awake now.

Long Junchen had long expected that they would come up. They had already tended to attack before, but for some reason they had only climbed up now. They probably were waiting for the white-haired blood corpse to form a front and back attack. No wonder they were not in a hurry to attack just now.

However, Long Junchen couldn't distract himself now. He needed to use a black killing spell that needed time to cast spells to deal with the white-haired blood corpse. He hurriedly shouted to Ning Feng'er: "I can't stop now, otherwise all my previous efforts will be wasted. You can deal with them first, it only takes a while!"
Chapter completed!