Purple-robed Heavenly Master? The start was stalemate and someone dug him out

Chapter 12 Zombies can also use talismans and become crazy like wild beasts

The golden dragon roared and hit Zhang Yi's right hand hard.

Although it seemed to be extremely powerful, it actually did not damage a single hair of Zhang Yi, but the air waves kept blowing everything.

Blown off his black robe.

The strength of these three monks is good, but it is far inferior to Zhang Yi Feizheng's peak strength. In the final analysis, they are just the initial level of Feizheng's cultivation.

Otherwise, Zhang Yi would not take action rashly.

"Purple robe? Purple robe zombie?"

Monk Sanfa's eyes shrank in horror, he was shocked by the scene before him, and his steps moved back unconsciously.

Immediately his expression changed drastically: "Are you the ancestor's body that was stolen from Longhu Mountain, Daoxuan Tianshi?"

Master Daoxuan?

The little white snake looked at the skinny figure in front of him in a tattered purple robe.

I heard Granny White Snake talk about Master Dao Xuantian. He was the strongest person in the world. He single-handedly killed the King of Zombies in Troubled Times, and suppressed the great anti-cholera demon by himself.

He has a compassionate heart. Although he is a Taoist priest, he never kills any evil spirits indiscriminately. All evil spirits will be changed three times in his hands.

Although he is the demon-killing master of Longhu Mountain, he has given the whole world the opportunity to create demons. Today's Gou Chen who records the demon book is his apprentice who listened to his sermons and understood and created it.

I once heard that Master Daoxuan enlightened a triangular dragon, and now this dragon is in Longhu Mountain.

All demons are afraid of Master Daoxuan because he is the most powerful in the world.

But all the demons wanted to meet him and receive enlightenment from the Heavenly Master, so they had a list.

Is this zombie in front of me Daoxuan Tianshi?

Zhang Yi ignored him and opened and closed his lips lightly: "Don't worry about who I am. In short, I will protect this white snake. As for you? With a fat head and big ears, the taste of blood must be very good."

As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue and licked his dry, cement-like lips.

The blood of cultivators tastes very good, especially those with evil intentions, who are Zhang Yi's great love.

"Humph, taste my blood?" Monk Sanfa smiled disdainfully, stretched out his hand slowly and touched his arms: "It will be a great achievement to capture you and bring you back to the temple."

"It just so happens that my Buddhist sect wants to join your third sect. This is an opportunity!"

Squinting his eyes slowly, from what he could see, so what if he was Daoxuan Tianshi?
You have been dead for more than six hundred years, and you are no longer the purple-robed Celestial Master who held the thunder and lightning method in your hands.

You are just a zombie that has just transformed into a zombie. Even if you had tremendous strength during your lifetime, I don’t believe that you will still have it after your death.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi's figure flashed suddenly, flashing in the air like a ghost, and pushing forward like a wave.

Monk Sanfa saw a dark shadow flash before his eyes, and his face changed.

"So fast!"

By the time he reacted, Zhang Yi was already lying on the ceiling, staring at him greedily with scarlet eyes.

The saliva dripped down drop by drop.

One swooped over and opened its big mouth suddenly. The bloody mouth, green face and fangs were very scary!
Monk Sanfa was shocked. He hurriedly clapped his hands and shouted softly.

A golden cover fell from the air and shot Zhang Yi away.

Although the speed was very fast and the golden bell was very powerful, at that moment, Zhang Yi had already pulled off a piece of flesh and blood on his shoulder with his right hand.

The painful Sanfa monk gritted his teeth.

Zhang Yi, standing in the distance, stared at the other party coldly, and licked the blood in his hand.

He let out a heart-wrenching laugh: "Hehehe, sure enough, the higher the strength of a person, the stronger the evil thoughts, the smellier the blood. On the contrary, the more this happens, the more I like it, it's so sweet!"

A ghostly look fell into the eyes of the little white snake, and she stared blankly at Zhang Yi. It was like a bolt from the blue in his mind: "Is this really Master Daoxuan?" How could he be like this?
"Damn it, what kind of strength do you have? You are so fast?" Sanfa stared at Zhang Yi angrily, but the Golden Bell did not dare to relax at all.

Facing Zhang Yi, he already felt oppressed and also felt a sense of fear.

This is a feeling he has never experienced before, as if he is in darkness, and there is a bloodthirsty monster staring at him in the endless darkness, and he will die under his claws at any time.

"It's too late." Zhang Yi licked his lips and jumped over.

He stretched out his skeletal hands and slapped the golden bell.

thump—

"I want to see how many times your tortoise shell can withstand it." Zhang Yi's attacks fell like raindrops. With his Xuanwu body and the peak of flying zombies, it was only a matter of time before he could deal with this monk.

In just a moment, the rain of fists was too much for Monk Sanfa.

Beads of sweat the size of peas fell on his bald head.

"Get out!" He roared, and the golden bell suddenly spread out, and a wave of air swept over him.

At the same time, put your hands together and pass your thumbs through the prayer beads around your neck.

"Monster, I didn't expect that your majestic Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain would be willing to become a monster. Today, let Buddha come to do justice for heaven and take action for you, Longhu Mountain!"

After saying this, he threw his hands violently, and the beads on his chest exploded, and countless golden lights came towards Zhang Yi.

Every Buddhist bead carries a hint of Buddha's meaning, which is the nemesis of evil spirits.

But Zhang Yi was not afraid at all. He formed fists with his hands and began to form seals.

"What do you mean? You are not a zombie, can you also use Taoism?" Monk Sanfa has seen this familiar action countless times, and many Taoist priests can use it.

This is the way to release the talisman!

You are a zombie!
Can you respect me?
Zhang Yi silently recited a few spells: "What? Who stipulated that zombies cannot use talismans? I haven't encountered any talismans."

He can still control such a weak Taoist law.

Moreover, these talismans were developed by Zhang Yi himself during his lifetime and were taken out of the mustache bag.

The next moment, three talismans flew out of his pocket.

The talisman flashed with thunder and fell with a crash, knocking down all the beads.

Seeing this scene, Monk Sanfa was horrified, turned around and wanted to run away.

In a head-to-head encounter, you can't hit this zombie at all.

Use magic? Zombies like this can also use spells, so they can't be beaten at all.

But Zhang Yi would not give him a chance to escape. He pounced and pinned him to the ground from behind. After the latter struggled desperately, Zhang Yi bit him on the neck.

puff-

The fangs penetrated flesh as easily as a sharp blade melted into tofu.

A stream of sweet blood came towards Zhang Yi's throat. The blood of this cultivator was indeed extraordinary. His cultivation level increased at least faster than when he drank the moonlight.

He was like a wild beast, pressing the Sanfa monk to the ground, greedily enjoying the blood.

The sound of blood rolling in his ears sounded.

The little white snake swallowed, stood up staggeringly, and looked at the shocking scene in front of him.

He weakly shouted: "Tiantian Master"

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