Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

However, Miao Daoyi listened carefully at this time, and he could still hear the sound of more and more intense fighting, and he didn't think he was swept away very far.

"Hiss, it hurts a lot, no, this demon is too powerful, I still have to ask the master teacher for help."

Miao Dao made up his mind, wanted to leave as soon as possible, and rushed back to seek help from Zhang Zhijing and others.

Just when Miao Daoyi was about to get up, he pressed his palm back, but he didn't know what he touched. It was cold, but it didn't look like a stone.

Looking back, there seemed to be something in the bushes behind him.

"what?"

After Miao Dao pushed aside the grass, he couldn't help but let out a sound of surprise, and there was a grave in front of him.

What surprised Miao Daoyi even more was that on the tombstone at the head of the grave, it was written: "The tomb of Master Dajue Miaowu."

"This is the tomb of Monk Dajue? But isn't his real body already sitting down?"

Miao Dao felt weird for a while, should he build a grave for his evil thoughts?

Just in doubt, Miao Dao saw a line of small characters on the grass-covered tombstone.

After stretching out his hand to push away the bushes, Miao Dao's eyes widened suddenly, and suddenly he realized something in his heart, and said in surprise, "So it was him!"

"Kickkick..."

The shattered bones and brain fluid healed in an instant, perhaps too fast for many details to be corrected.

The facial features on that face were distorted together in a chaotic way, resulting in the revived feeling of evil thoughts.

Seeing this, Wang Mazi quickly backed away and did not make any further moves.

This was the third time he had blown this guy's head, but shortly after each kill, this guy was able to stand up again.

"This guy seems to be an undead body, and ordinary methods can't kill him!"

Fat Pig looked at Dajue, who stood up again in front of him, with a serious expression.

"Undead body! Can it really be immortal?"

"No, it's just hard to kill. For example, my zombie body or the vampire's physique are undead. Unless you find their weakness, it will be difficult to kill them."

The fat pig described the characteristics of the undead in detail.

It's just that the restraint methods of each undead body are not the same.

For example, vampires are afraid of silver and holy light damage.

And as a zombie, he is most afraid of the Taoist spell that destroys evil.

And the current evil thoughts are obviously much more difficult to deal with, because everyone still has only a half-knowledge of his nature.

"Hey hey, you really know a lot."

Seeing this, Dajue had evil thoughts, and a smile appeared on his face for a while, but unfortunately, on his distorted face, smiling was uglier than crying.

Dajue evil thoughts looked up to the sky.

The Buddha that was originally suspended on the back mountain had disappeared at some point.

The violent impacts again and again not only consumed the physical strength of Zhao Ke and others, but also Zen Master Wuxiang and others suffered greatly.

Qingzheng and Qingdun were pale, and it was almost time to run out of fuel.

The two elders are like this, and the other monks are even worse.

The suppression of the formation has weakened to the extreme.

It seems that Dajue's evil thoughts don't intend to continue to entangle with Zhao Ke and the others.

"I had a lot of fun today. If we meet next time, maybe we can sit down and have some tea and chat."

"Do you think you can make it?"

Zhao Ke summoned the Great Xia Ding, this time the consumption of their team was definitely no longer a decimal.

Whether it's the super gem or the postage points consumed.

After paying such a high price, Zhao Ke would not be reconciled if he was asked to leave.

Faced with Zhao Ke's attitude that he didn't intend to let him go, Da Jue was not annoyed at all, but laughed heartily.

He admitted that the group in front of him was one-on-one, and no one could do anything to him.

But it happened that these guys went up together and cooperated with each other, making it difficult for him to parry.

Especially the big man with the gloves, his martial arts attainments have reached the top level today. Although he is proficient in the unique knowledge of the Devil's religion, he is not his opponent.

But even so, Dajue's evil thoughts didn't care at all, he pinched his nostrils with his fingers and said, "Can you kill me?"

Zhao Ke frowned, and looked at Fat Pig.

However, Fat Pig also shook his head helplessly, and said in a low voice: "It can't be killed, we have tried all the methods we can try, but even if this guy is chopped into rotten meat, he will recover quickly. Now all we can do is One way."

Standing beside Fat Pig, Wang Mazi stuffed back the intestines that flowed out of his stomach, and frowned and said, "What can I do?"

"Wait!"

Fat Pig's palms were behind his back, and a cloud of light blue luck was held in his hands.

"Hahahaha, if you can't kill the poor monk, you won't be able to accompany the poor monk."

Seeing that Zhao Ke and the others stopped talking, Dajue couldn't help but burst out laughing triumphantly.

While laughing, he saw a crimson sword glow crookedly flying up from the deep ditch in the sky. Looking carefully, the flying sword turned out to be the little Taoist priest who had just left, Miao Daoyi.

Seeing this, Dajue couldn't help shaking his head and regretted: "It's a pity, what kind of person Qiu Chuji was back then, he was so good at making good fortune, he was unrivaled in the world, but he was just a disciple of his sect, and he was getting worse and worse, even a swordsman..."

Dajue's evil thoughts mentioned that back then, he was high-spirited and discussed with Qiu Chuji at a young age.

Although he was stopped by Qiu Chuji in a few words, Dajue was still proud of that year.

It can be seen that in Da Jue's evil mind, Qiu Chuji is still highly admired.

Looking at the Quanzhen Sect at this time, it quickly withered and collapsed, and I couldn't help but feel sorry for Qiu Chuji.

However, before the exclamation of Dajue's evil thoughts was finished, those extremely asymmetrical eyes suddenly locked tightly on Miao Dao's hands, and screamed: "Thief!!"

As soon as the words fell, Dajue's evil thoughts jumped like thunder and turned into a puff of black smoke, rushing towards Miao Daoyi who was in mid-air.