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Voodoo doll.

It is the root of voodoo witchcraft, and its functions are all-encompassing.

Among them, of course, there are blessings related to love, success, and health, but the most famous is its effect on curses.

Inside the church, under the power of Lin Jiuying's chicken-blooded peach wood sword, the evil corpse retreated steadily.

As a shadow corpse combined with voodoo revival, the evil corpse formed.

Although it makes the evil corpse have some characteristics of revival corpse that ordinary zombies do not have, such as not afraid of rune paper, flexible action.

However, this kind of change has a limit after all, and it cannot change the characteristics of its own evil.

The peach wood sword already has the effect of exorcising evil spirits, and with the rooster blood, the effect of exorcising evil spirits is doubled.

It was just used to restrain the evil corpse in front of him.

With the peach wood sword dancing in his hand, he kept leaving wounds on the body of the evil corpse. In just a few seconds, the evil corpse that was still fierce and surging became tattered.

Roar!

I don't know if it's an illusion, but after taking dozens of swords in a row, it seems that even the corpse's cry has become a little weaker.

"Master Lin, you should give my ancestors a treat."

Constantly watching his ancestors being slashed under Lin Jiuying's sword, Asen couldn't help but said.

Of course, he knew that Lin Jiuying was doing this to eliminate demons and defend the Tao, but the object to be eliminated became his ancestor, which was always a helpless thing.

"about there."

Hearing Asen's shout from behind, the peach wood sword in Lin Jiuying's hand paused slightly.

In fact, even without Asen's reminder, Lin Jiuying almost intends to end all this. The reason why he keeps attacking the evil corpse in front of him is naturally not to abuse the ancestors, but purely to cut off the corpse aura from the evil corpse. and yin.

Holding the peach wood sword and taking a breath, Lin Jiuying looked at the evil corpse whose fierce aura had been greatly weakened in front of her, took a deep breath and stepped forward, intending to take advantage of the victory and chase after everything.

Gollum, Gollum—

Suddenly, the sound of the sound coming from the stomach made Lin Jiuying's face stiff.

"How come this time?!"

Covering her stomach, Lin Jiuying swung the peach wood sword and slashed at the body of the evil corpse.

However, due to the influence of the sudden stomach, this slash did not play a big role at all.

The peach wood sword fell on the body of the evil corpse. Originally thought it was a serious injury, the evil corpse, who subconsciously avoided it, also blinked his dark eyes a little blankly.

It felt that Lin Jiuying's attack this time was completely painless.

"Did you eat something bad?"

Covering her aching stomach, Lin Jiuying's originally upright and awe-inspiring expression suddenly crumpled into a ball.

Clamping his legs and sweeping around, he quickly noticed Narcissus who was holding a voodoo doll and muttering to him not far away.

"So it's you who's making a fool of yourself!"

Needless to say, I also know that my sudden stomach ache is the masterpiece of this black man.

Covering his stomach, Lin Jiuying was about to settle accounts with Narcissus.

"Now, attack him and restore the corpse!"

Looking at Lin Jiuying, who was rushing towards him, the expression on Narcissus' face under the cloak did not change in the slightest, and he opened his mouth and shouted at the evil corpse.

Roar!

Behind him, under the order of Narcissus, the evil corpse immediately roared and rushed towards Lin Jiuying.

"The wicked way is really despicable."

Turning around and holding up the peach wood sword to block the flying corpse, Lin Jiuying covered her stomach and held the corpse up, scolding her with an angry expression.

He opened his mouth and scolded a few words, but the pain from his stomach became a little bigger.

With a pale face, pea-sized beads of sweat flowed down from his forehead. Under the influence of his stomach, Lin Jiuying's original ability was not able to exert 30%. Underneath, the left and the right have no strength to fight back.

"It's miserable, it depends on the situation. Master Lin is going to lose."

See, the fighting situation is so fierce.

A quarter of an hour ago, Lin Jiuying had the upper hand, but in just a few minutes, the entire battle situation was completely turned upside down.

The expression on Ash's face was a little worried.

"I just said, that guy is not a good person."

Seeing that the master was in critical condition, the expression on Ah Hao's face also became anxious.

He turned his head and glanced at the master who was clutching his stomach and being driven back by the evil corpse, and then saw Narcissus who was holding a voodoo doll in the corner and constantly cursing.

"I'll let you recite the spell again."

Picking up a wooden stick from the ground, he gritted his teeth and rushed towards Narcissus' position.

"Do you think I'll forget a few of you?"

The movement Ahao made naturally did not escape Narcissus' eyes.

A gloomy smile flashed across the face under the cloak. Narcissus raised his head slightly and glanced in the direction of Ah Hao, and turned the voodoo doll in his hand.

"Well, my belly!"

Ah Hao, who was about to avenge his master, immediately covered his stomach and fell to the ground in pain, crying.

Compared with Lin Jiuying, Ah Hao's Taoism is still too shallow after all.

The effect of the curse of the voodoo doll on him was even more obvious.

With satisfaction, he glanced at Ah Hao, who was lying on the ground and wailing in pain. If there was no accident, in just a few minutes, the other party would be tortured to death.

Easily get rid of the guy in the way.

Narcissus took back the voodoo doll aimed at Ahao, and was planning to continue cursing Lin Jiuying in front of the evil corpse.

"Go to hell, you bastard!"

However, the next second he turned the voodoo doll, he saw Ah Hao, who was still on the ground dying, suddenly stood up, grabbed the wooden stick in his hand and smashed it on Narcissus holding the voodoo doll. on the arm.

A painful cry came out of his mouth~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and dropped the voodoo doll to the ground.

Before the evil corpse, without the disturbance of Narcissus, Lin Jiuying's originally painful stomach also returned to normal immediately.

"It came just right!"

Looking at the evil corpse rushing over in front of him, he raised his eyebrows, and those who did not retreat but advanced went up to meet them.

The peach wood sword in his hand flashed a crimson light, and instantly crossed the neck of the evil corpse.

Whizzing--

With the hurried sound of breaking through the air, the head of the evil corpse flew into the air, hit the wall of the church with a rebound, and landed in front of Asen not far away.

"what!"

Looking at the evil corpse head that fell in front of him, Asen subconsciously raised his foot and kicked it out.

"No, Ancestor!"

When the head flew out, he realized that he had kicked the ancestor's head, and his mouth was screaming with different meanings.

"Ahao, are you alright!"

A sword cut off the head of the evil corpse, Lin Jiuying took a breath, and immediately looked over at the apprentice's position.

"I'm fine, master, thanks to your red belly pocket."

Pulling off his clothes to reveal his bright red apron, Ah Hao said with a happy face.

"It's just that the guy who made the evil corpse escaped."

Then, looking down at the voodoo doll that was thrown on the ground, Ah Hao said regretfully.

Just now, when Lin Jiuying chopped off his head, Narcissus, who realized that the situation was wrong, decided to run away.

Facing a fleeing voodoo warlock, Ahao alone could not stop him.

"It doesn't matter, the body is what matters."

Although it is also regrettable that Narcissus, the culprit of refining the evil corpse, was not brought to justice, Lin Jiuying shook his head slightly and replied after turning his head to glance at the headless ancestor who had fallen to the Deng family in the church.