Chapter 458: Undead Scourge Skeleton King

Li Shu shook his hand, took back the bone knife on his forearm, and deliberately took a deep breath. A cloud of blood mist gathered around him. He stomped his feet, and saw that the body of the ebony corpse shrank quickly, the flesh and blood were hollowed out, leaving only a body of bones.

The white skeleton stood up suddenly, waving its arms. A head flew over from a distance, which was caught by the skeleton and placed steadily on its head.

A resentful yet familiar silent roar echoed in everyone's ears. The skeleton lit up with two balls of soul fire and swung its fists at the people around it.

A fierce general who was invincible had his head chopped off. The surrounding soldiers could see it clearly and were shocked by the method of turning the corpse into skeletons. They had never seen such a strange thing before. They turned away and tried to stay away from Li Shu.

Seeing that a vacuum had been dispersed around Li Shu, Wan Yanshu on the observatory could no longer sit still: "He is just a cultivator from the Middle Earth who knows some ghostly tricks. He is only one person, but I have hundreds of thousands of troops. What is there to be afraid of? Master, please help and capture this Liao."

The shaman smiled and said, "This man knows some bone magic. I am going to train a wizard soldier, which requires a strong body. I think he is suitable. The wizard soldier is born fearless, insensitive to pain, and extremely strong. When a wizard slave with fine steel bones is born, he can also help the Khan. It will be no problem to kill the general and seize the flag."

Wanyan Shu was overjoyed, clapped his hands and said, "Very good, very good. Then please show me your magical sorcery skills so that I can broaden my horizons!"

"It's not difficult. Watch me curse him to death!"

As he spoke, the wizard let his hair down, and took out some scattered magical instruments such as rosary beads, bone staff, and flags. He shook his head and muttered to himself, as if he was performing a shaman dance, but his eyes were fixed on Li Shu who had already made his move.

As the shaman continued to chant, a small ball of gray mist was gathered by him and turned into a flying knife. The shape of the knife gradually solidified, half gray and half white, and lifeless. It was actually the incarnation of a curse, which could take a person's life from a distance and curse a person to death.

Also, because its essence is neither copper nor iron and it has no entity, it is extremely difficult to defend against. By the time the practitioner discovers it, he has already lost half of his life.

The shaman was refining a cursed knife, and his big hand with black nails stretched out a hook, and picked up a trace of Li Shu's breath without any worldly smell, and then took out a straw man from his arms and wrapped that breath around it.

Although the straw man was made of plants, his eyebrows, eyes and facial features were outlined with a red pen. When the breath was entangled with it, the ink changed slightly, and it actually looked like Li Shu.

"It's done!"

The shaman was delighted, the most important thing in his spell was to collect this breath, follow the veins and kill it with the spell. Most practitioners in the world were on guard against this, they didn't expect that the spell could be performed so easily.

"It seems that he is just a shabby side sect who accidentally got a few skills and came here to show off his power. Now that he fell into my hands, he deserves this disaster."

He stretched out his hand and pinched the straw man, applying a little force, and was suddenly stunned. The rat Li didn't seem to feel any pain and there was nothing unusual. He increased the force again, but it still didn't work.

Looking at the curious gazes of Wanyan Shu and the big and small headmen beside him, the shaman felt a little embarrassed. He secretly became ruthless and the gray-white cursed knife he had refined went straight towards the neck of the straw man.

The cursed knife fell, and a cloud of black mist rolled in, spreading to Li Shu's side, covering the area of ​​several feet around him, and no one could be seen. The shaman laughed and said, "That person's cultivation is also ordinary. He has no defense against my spells and magical powers. He allowed me to show my power. Those who are hit by my cursed knife will lose nine out of ten lives. Even if someone from the Central Earth Xuanmen comes, he must be very careful. I really don't know who gave that random cultivator the courage."

"The magician has great powers, and he is worthy of being the Great Shaman of the Grassland. When the city is captured, let the magician add some useful magic supplies."

Wanyan Shu also spoke. As for the consumable materials for the magic, they were naturally of different sizes, ranging from old men of appropriate age to blood, flesh and bones extracted from children under three days old.

Before he finished speaking, a faint green sword energy broke through the black fog, dispelling the dark clouds, and shining brightly. As soon as the sword light appeared, it flew away and hit the air. Before the shaman could react, the protective beads, bone banners and other magical instruments on his side were all cut in half, and the spiritual light was lost.

The faint green blade energy suddenly rushed into the shaman's heart. His whole body trembled, and a green color appeared on his face. Large amounts of gray and turbid air scattered and escaped from his body.

This wizard had killed countless people, and the evil spirits that he had collected with great effort were dispelled by the green light in his body, like a whirlwind that swept away all the remaining clouds. Even his spiritual foundation was chopped into pieces, and he fell to the ground.

The place was full of greenery, and vegetation grew on his flesh and blood, devouring his flesh and blood, and green sprouts appeared. In a blink of an eye, the shaman was devoured, leaving only a green grassland.

There was a horizontal earth construction on the viewing platform. Once it was stained with green light, the dead trees came back to life and sprouted new buds, creating a vibrant scene with all things competing to flourish. Then a loud thunderclap sounded in the sky, startling all things.

Several miles away, Zhang Wuji smiled coldly: "You ignorant and barbaric cultivator, you deserve to die."

Li Shu was his Taoist soldier and lived in his body, so their life was connected. The shaman had not practiced well enough and did not know the reason. He absorbed a wisp of Li Shu's breath and cut him with the cursed knife. Li Shu was neither alive nor dead to begin with, and the knife struck him, which aroused Zhang Wuji's sensitivity. Zhang Wuji then sent a knife energy through the air to break the spell.

As he was carrying the Flying Knife that could cut off one's life, it was natural for him to comprehend things sooner or later. And because of his own good luck and talent, he was able to comprehend a new method from the Flying Knife that could cut off one's life as it circulated throughout the four seasons.

The golden sword had the magic of changing with the four seasons, which was in harmony with the time of the day. Zhang Wuji extended it and actually comprehended a method of knowing the time of the day, the solar terms, and the weather orders.

He also incorporated this method into a knife, condensing it into a solar term knife. If this method is fully completed, there will be twenty-four solar terms, corresponding to the four seasons, which will repeat over and over again. He called this the "Song of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms".

And this green sword energy is taken from Jingzhe, one of the 24 solar terms. Jingzhe is the time when spring thunder begins to sound, awakening hundreds of insects dormant underground, driving away evil spirits and turbidity, and the White Tiger exorcises evil. With the sound of thunder, all things revive and are full of vitality.

There is a thunder in the clear sky, the flower buds bloom at dawn, the wind is strong and the candles are extinguished, the rain hits the window, the grass and trees are in a different spirit, it is the weather that urges them to do so. Waking up with the bright moon, the world allows spring to return, it is the Waking of Insects order!

With one strike of the knife from Jingzhe, the shaman's body was gone in the blink of an eye, and turned into spring mud. Only lush vegetation remained, which frightened the surrounding big and small leaders. For some unknown reason, they were so frightened that they even avoided the green grass and vegetation, for fear of being eaten alive by these ordinary plants.

At this moment, there was chaos in the rear, with shouts and sounds of fighting. Wanyan Shu, who was still a little nervous, was startled. He turned around and saw figures falling from the rear army. There were only a few thousand soldiers, but they were like living demons, rushing left and right, killing happily!
(End of this chapter)