Zombie simulation, I was burned by the ninth uncle again

Chapter 47 I Didn't Raise This Zombie

Shi Shaojian, who rushed over from the zombie group, was very confident.

He looked at the valley in front of him without turning his head, and didn't check whether the zombies behind him had been completely suppressed.

I want to take this opportunity to enjoy my powerful aura.

However, the rustling sound from behind made him a little embarrassed.

"Why, my blood is useless, did I go out too much at night?"

At this time, Shi Jian was trying his best to find the trace of Uncle Jiu, completely ignoring Shi Shaojian's strangeness.

After searching for nothing, he looked at the empty valley in front of him and picked up the seal.

"I didn't expect that in order to find Lin Jiu, you would actually use Mao Shan's fate arithmetic?"

Shi Jian, who closed his eyes and counted, only took two seconds to open his eyes, and his eyes locked on a certain corner of a dense forest in this valley.

Walking slowly under an old locust tree, Shi Jian looked at the moss-covered trunk, and asked with a strange expression, "Junior brother, what are you doing hiding here?"

From the sound of Shi Jian's footsteps, Uncle Jiu knew he couldn't hide.

Hearing that question, he simply came out and said calmly to Shi Jian: "Brother, this big tree is growing well, and I'm just realizing the truth of heaven?"

"Then junior brother, have you realized it?" Uncle Jiu's words immediately made Shi Jian show a playful smile.

At this time, Uncle Jiu glanced at Shi Jian's mocking smiling face, and also showed a flat smile.

"I got it, Nephew Shi's tricks are really good!"

What he said was very straightforward, the reason why he hid here.

Hearing this, Shi Jian narrowed his eyes, and immediately turned to look at Shi Shaojian.

"This"

The scene in front of the eyes of the two powerful Taoist priests of Maoshan was very funny.

Less than 200 meters in front of them, Shi Shaojian desperately suppressed the group of zombies.

Maoshan Town Corpse Jue and Tiangang Beidou swordsmanship are all very good.

And the group of zombies also cooperated with Shi Shaojian's performance very tacitly.

After the zombie was attacked, it immediately fell to the ground and stood upright after a while, continuing to fight Shi Shaojian.

"This is impossible!"

After knocking down the zombies countless times, the panting Shi Shaojian showed an expression of disbelief.

The incompatibility with his evil and charming style makes people laugh at first sight.

However, although he was very tired, Shi Shaojian was not injured at all, and couldn't escape several times, and the zombies didn't bite him either.

After realizing that he couldn't beat this group of zombies that kept rising, he wanted to run away.

But these zombies seemed to know Shi Shaojian's intentions, and they attacked at the same time.

"Father, come and help me, I can't hold on anymore!"

Surrounded by zombies, he could only shout towards Uncle Jiu.

Seeing this, Shi Jian cursed secretly in his heart: "You son of a bitch who didn't succeed enough, but failed!"

But he still reacted quickly, using his mana and body skills, and went to rescue Shi Shaojian.

"Father, this zombie can't be defeated!"

As soon as he saw Shi Jian, Shi Shaojian showed a smile of the rest of his life after a catastrophe, desperately explaining himself.

"A group of low-level purple zombies can't handle it, what a waste!"

Shi Jian yelled loudly, and the magic seal in his hand was knotted, and a bolt of lightning was born out of thin air in his hand, making a piercing sound of piercing the air.

Seeing that the group of zombies was still advancing, Shi Jian waved his big hand, and the Lightning and Thunder Fist in his hand quickly turned into a silver snake, blasting forward.

"Oh!"

Countless deafening noises came out one after another, this group of zombies made Shi Shaojian very embarrassed.

Under Shi Jian's Lightning and Thunder Fist, it instantly turned into a pile of coke.

"Huh! This stone is really strong!" Ren Mu who was hiding in the soil, his consciousness of controlling the corpses was cut off, showing a painful expression.

However, in the face of such a powerful Maoshan fifth grade master Shi Jian.

Even if his consciousness was cut off in an instant, he suffered some backlash.

But Ren Mu didn't stop, and continued to control the corpse of a small bug, and flew towards the three of them slowly, using it to monitor their chat.

"Brother, after this battle, the Corpse Art of Mietian Town has improved a lot!"

When Uncle Nine covered his shoulders, he walked slowly to Shi Jian's side, and said in a strange tone.

"Brother, what do you mean by that!"

Hearing Shi Jian's pretending to be confused, Uncle Jiu thought for a second, then spoke calmly.

"Senior brother, Ming people don't speak dark words. Lin Jiu has been open and upright all his life. I don't know how to offend you and kill me?"

Although Shi Shaojian was very tired, he did not allow Uncle Jiu to slander his father.

Then he said angrily: "Uncle Lin, what do you mean by that, my father and master don't want your life!"

"I sensed that you were in danger, so I quickly returned to support you!"

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu smiled slightly at Shi Shaojian, without any fluctuation in mood.

"Nephew Shi, you had a great time playing with that group of zombies just now. I don't know when our third-grade masters in Maoshan will not be able to deal with these dozen or so little zombies!"

If Uncle Jiu's mana was at its peak, it would only take a few seconds to deal with this group of zombies.

You don't even have to cast spells.

But what about Shi Shaojian?
Not only the blood essence containing mana, the corpse-suppressing talisman, and the mahogany sword were used.

All kinds of methods have been used, but there is still no way to suppress the group of zombies.

Why this is, I am afraid only the person involved will know.

"How do I know, these zombies are not raised by me!"

What Shi Shaojian meant by saying this was to explain to Rang that the group of zombies that made him embarrassed was created by the Corpse Exorcist Sect.

Indeed, he had just broken through to the realm of a third-rank master and became the most outstanding disciple among Maoshan's new generation of disciples.

But compared to the corpse party that has been passed down for hundreds of years, it is nothing worth mentioning, so calling Dad is a matter of course.

However, to Uncle Jiu and Shi Shaojian, what he said sounded a bit self-confident.

"Brother, what does nephew mean in his words, you created this group of zombies?"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Shi Jian's eyes widened and the corners of his mouth twitched.

The gray beard was also swaying rapidly, just in time to hit a very gossip mosquito.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise in his mind, making Ren Mu's eyebrows frowned, and he showed a helpless smile.

"The most exciting moment has just arrived, why is the screen black!"

The showdown between Uncle Jiu and Shi Jian was completely invisible.

When Ren Mu controlled the corpses of the two flies to fly over again, it was already too late.

The three people in front had parted ways and went their separate ways, feeling very regretful in their hearts.

I only saw Shi Jian with a livid face, and Shi Shaojian who was aggrieved and walked towards the east without saying a word.

However, Uncle Jiu showed a sad expression, covered his shoulders, and walked towards Yizhuang in a nonchalant manner.

(End of this chapter)