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

Chapter 29 Zombie Taoism? Ancestor, you are playing with fire
Zhang Yi's voice was as deep as steel, making everyone's eardrums hurt.

At this time, he took off his black robe and said with a sneer: "Aren't you looking for me? What? Now that I'm standing in front of you, you don't recognize me anymore?"

Everyone's pupils shrank and they stared at Zhang Yi in shock.

Zhang Zhiwei and others opened their eyes wide, stood up slowly and looked towards Zhang Yi, standing there as if struck by lightning.

They could hardly take their eyes off Zhang Yi, staring at Zhang Yi for a moment, afraid that the latter would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"This... this is our ancestor?" The peach wood sword in the junior brother's hand was trembling.

Their most powerful Heavenly Master in Longhu Mountain, Daoxuan Heavenly Master, actually became a zombie?
At this time, Zhang Yi, who was wearing a purple robe, moved slowly, and the joints in his body made a harsh hissing sound. His eyes were blood red and there was blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, the smell of blood and putrefaction that hit their nostrils was still very eye-catching.

Zhang Yi revealed his true face. He is a real zombie. He has not yet succeeded in breaking through the flying freeze. There are still traces of zombies. His face is skeletal and ferocious. His mouth slowly opens, and you can even see the bones and fascia pulling. of silk thread.

The men in black in front of him were shocked when they saw this, and their hearts almost stopped.

With a fierce jump, he immediately opened the distance, and immediately stood ready, staring at the opponent in horror, and asked word by word: "Are you the Daoxuan Tianshi of the Taoist sect?"

Zhang Yi squatted down, grabbed a man in black who had just been stabbed in the stomach and died, and then bit into his aorta in full view of everyone.

Blood spurted out, poured into his throat, and spattered on the grass nearby.

The sweetness is as delicious as honey water before death.

This crazy move once again shocked everyone, including Zhang Zhiwei, who looked at this scene in disbelief.

Although he was greeted by Shanmen in advance, Tianshi had transformed into a zombie.

"Old. Ancestor is sucking blood."

Xiaobai rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "Nonsense, the Heavenly Master has become a zombie. Is it possible to drink juice without sucking blood?"

But when they saw with their own eyes that their idol, their ancestor was sucking human blood and betraying Shanmen's faith, the earth-shattering feeling almost blinded them.

"No, no, no." After a few seconds, all the blood of this person was sucked up by Zhang Yi, leaving traces all over his mouth, making him look even more terrifying and ferocious. He simply reached out and wiped his mouth, and then said: "I'm Zhang Yi, but I'm not the Daoxuan from before, so don't scream."

His face, the blood at the corner of his mouth, the tattered robe and the rune marks all over his body made him look very mysterious and terrifying.

He seems to be an ancient mage, the Evil Mage.

The white teeth were covered with blood.

The man in black was holding an iron sword with a Feiyu mark on it. He was staring at Zhang Yi warily.

He snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Daoxuan, if I were in front of you, I would be afraid of you, but you have been dead for six hundred years and are just a zombie now. I still don't believe that you still have the body in front of you. Taoism."

"I can defeat you once, but I can defeat you twice!"

After saying that, the other men in black stood with swords in their hands, the nine poles were yin, leading to Xuan Lei at the top, and Huangquan at the bottom.

"Use the underworld as a boat and hold the sword as a guide." After the words fell, sharp swords surrounded them in front of them. The sword formation was completed and flew towards Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi sneered and grabbed his bloody hand forward.

"Hmph, before I died, I endured the poison of King Zombie's Cold Corpse, and was baptized by the Heavenly Thunder. Finally, I was buried with the Xuantian Bagua. I was buried for more than six hundred years. Not to mention that my cultivation level has skyrocketed now, even when I just broke the coffin. , I’m not afraid of your sword formation either.”

He grabbed it with one hand and instantly had the sword in his hand.

Zhang Zhiwei, who was standing far away, instantly realized something was wrong and shouted: "Ancestor, be careful, the sword formation is the guide and the mysterious method is the ground. He is preparing to use your corpse energy to force out your cold energy."

The words fell.

The man in black sneered: "Daoxuan, I'm afraid your eyesight is not as sharp as this group of green-haired boys." This is a strategy.

Use the Xuan Sword to lure Zhang Yi out and step on the position of Qian and Kun. Qian and Kun are the land of gold and fire, and the Yin Qi is weak.

The next second, the sword energy released a burst of flames, rising from the soles of Zhang Yi's feet.

Everything in the world is based on energy. If an object loses its energy, it is dead.

Zhang Yi is no exception. At this time, he relies on corpse energy and yin energy. If these two breaths are forced out, his strength will be greatly reduced.

The other party was trying to lure Zhang Yi into the trap.

Zhang Zhiwei and others were shocked. The ancestor was deceived and they wanted to help.

But as soon as he took a step forward, he was swept back by the demon dragon with its tail: "Stay here honestly, you bunch of little brats, can't the master see what you can see?"

"Jiaojiaojiao. Dragon?" Only now did Zhang Zhiwei think that the reason why this dragon's aura is so familiar is that it's the guardian beast in the Demon Suppression Tower.

The demonic dragon raised his eyes, blew out two white breaths from the tip of his nose, and then turned his head to take a nap.

If Zhang Yi is defeated, it will take action of its own accord. With its strength, these black-robed men can be killed in just half a move.

Flames rose from Zhang Yi's feet and began to force his corpse energy and Yin energy to leave.

The group of men in black laughed, thinking that Zhang Yi had fallen into a trap.

"Hahaha, the Daoxuan Heavenly Master six hundred years ago was nothing more than this."

"Such rubbish? How did he get all the way through Qixuan Road and fight against the mountain master?"

"Hahaha, the most powerful Heavenly Master in Longhu Mountain is about to die in our hands!"

They laughed crazily and did not notice at all that Zhang Yi was holding two talismans in his hands. These talismans were not affected by the flames.

Still immersed in his own excitement.

As everyone knows, Zhang Yi sneered, then threw out two talismans, and at the same time took out a black bell with his left hand.

Shaking gently, a mixture of white and black aura appeared in the air.

As he shook, a burst of black mist surrounded the flames.

At this time, the man in black noticed something was wrong, widened his eyes, and asked warily: "What is he doing?"

"Tao method? Impossible. He has been reduced to a zombie. How can he use Tao method?"

Although they saw Zhang Yi's talisman and Taoism, they still couldn't believe it.

Zhang Yi, on the other hand, sneered and slammed his hands on the soil. A layer of black light began to spread from the soles of his feet and spread around.

It was like a cage that confined a radius of 500 meters.

Immediately after, a soul flag fell from the air and stuck straight in the center.

The next second, the breath of everyone in the formation dropped sharply, their breathing seemed to be disturbed, and there was a strange sound in their ears.

Zhang Zhiwei was horrified: "This Purple Gold Universe Formation? When did the Purple Gold Universe Formation become like this?"

"Ancestor, you are playing with fire!"

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