Begins with Zombie Daoist

Chapter 72 Chapter 098
Ah Hai and Hong Xiaobao held short knives and fought from the outside to the inside, and then came out from the inside again. The knife was stained with blood, and five dog heads were left on the ground, majestic and majestic.

The four of them walked forward for a certain distance, their vision suddenly opened up, and a pit-like space appeared in front of them.

The white-haired mage sat cross-legged on the stone platform in the space, and on the left and right sat a man with a snake face. On the ground were bull skulls, cowhide drums, insect urns and other things. Behind him were five vertical coffins. Inside the coffins stood five A monster like a mummy.

He stared at Zhuo Bufan and the four with a sneer, he had been waiting for a long time, he didn't run away, he just wanted to fight.

"Uncle Jiu, save me, save me quickly."

Shi Gongzi, who was dressed as a Nezha in a red bellyband, was tied up like a dog by a rope. When he saw the four of Uncle Jiu, he asked for help with joy on his face.

The white-haired master said: "If you want to save Mr. Shi, come down."

Uncle Jiu, Zhuo Bufan, Ah Hai, and Ah Bao looked at each other, walked down the winding stone ladder, and stood beside the stone platform, facing the white-haired mage far away.

"Uncle Jiu, save me quickly." Mr. Shi shouted.

Uncle Jiu snorted, "You're a gangster, you've done all kinds of bad things, and death is not a pity. We are not here to save you, but to do justice for the heavens and get rid of this head-bending master who used sorcery indiscriminately."

"Do justice for the heavens?" The white-haired mage showed a disdainful expression, "The heavens and the earth are not benevolent, and all things are like dogs. There are so many people who do bad things in the world, and you just come to deal with me."

Zhuo Bufan was overjoyed, "Obviously you dealt with us first."

The white-haired mage took a look at Zhuo Bufan, showed a ferocious smile, and hit the cowhide drum hard with his bone club.With a creak, the Unai in the coffin came back to life, opened the coffin with his thick arms wrapped in gauze, and walked out slowly.

"What the hell is this?" A Bao asked in surprise.

Before Zhuo Bufan could open his mouth, Uncle Jiu said popular science: "Foreigners are called mummies, but we Taoists are called unai."

Ah Hai and Ah Bao said in unison: "Mummy!"

"It's not a mummy, it's an unummy."

The two repeated: "Unai."

Uncle Jiu and Zhuo Bufan looked at the two of them, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they made a funny comparison.

The white-haired mage smiled grimly and smashed the bone stick. Five tall, invulnerable Unai wrapped in gauze jumped off the stone platform and beat them with their arms.

"Unai's life gate is the belly button." Zhuo Bufan reminded, the white-haired mage's face changed drastically, and he stared at Zhuo Bufan.

"Tiangang Finger!"

With a flash of Zhuo Bufan's figure, his fingers were like swords, piercing Wu Naiyi's navel like a sword.Like a deflated balloon, Wu Nai spewed out white gas frantically, fell to the ground and twitched twice, completely cooling down.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu, A Bao, and A Hai poked Wu Nai's navel fiercely. In the blink of an eye, Wu Nai, whom the white-haired mage was proud of, turned into five dead rice dumplings.

"The dead body refined by the head master also has another ability, which is to burn both jade and stone. The dead body will explode, so be careful, the safest way is to destroy the dead body." Zhuo Bufan threw five fire talismans and burned Wu Nai Yi.

The white-haired mage's face was livid, "Who the hell are you?"

"I'm your grandfather."

"court death!"

The white-haired mage's face was cold, he crushed a small skull with both palms, sprinkled the white powder on the two snake-faced men beside him, shook his short staff, and muttered words.

The two snake-faced men opened their eyes, stuck out their tongues like snakes, made a hissing sound, and jumped down with extreme agility.

Zhuo Bufan performed the method of gathering energy to regenerate, and came later, grabbed one of them by the neck, and said to Uncle Jiu and the others: "Snake corpses in the corpse, be careful of poisonous snake spray, the gate of life is in the back of the neck."

He slashed at the snake corpse's neck with his backhand, and the snake corpse trembled on the ground. After a while, it turned into a dead snake.Uncle Jiu also easily killed another snake corpse with the method taught by Zhuo Bufan.

Why do orthodox monks look down on the head-down masters and think that what they have learned and cultivated is heresy, because the techniques are too vicious and rough.

Wu Naiyi is as hard as iron, invulnerable to swords and guns. In the movie, Ah Hai slashed and chopped with a knife, but it had no effect at all. Uncle Jiu hurt his hands.The snake corpse was even more powerful. The poisonous mist spewed out made Uncle Jiu capsize in the gutter, mainly because he was not familiar with the method of the lower head master.

Once figured out, it's so easy to solve.

The white-haired mage was going crazy, he wanted to show Zhuo Bufan and the others some color, but he didn't expect the 80-year-old lady to have a broken tooth.With the lowering force in the body, the whole person seemed to be supported by some kind of force and stood up, ready to launch a thunderous blow.

almost.

"Ghost oil descending?" Seeing the green light condensed in the palm of the white-haired mage, Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly, and asked pretendingly, "Are you also from the descending sect?"

Hearing the three characters of Jiang Shenjiao, the white-haired mage stopped and looked at Zhuo Bufan in surprise, "Who are you?"

"Let me ask you something, are you a descendant?"

"You too?"

"This is not nonsense, oops, the flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple, the family did not know the family, it was all a misunderstanding."

Zhuo Bufan turned around and blinked at Uncle Jiu. Uncle Jiu understood, and stepped on the instep of Ah Hai who was about to speak, causing Ah Hai to scream like a slaughtered pig in pain.

"Don't come here." The white-haired mage shouted.

Zhuo Bufan stopped and said with a smile: "He's quite vigilant, yes, he's better than that guy Lei Gang, he's already dead."

"What, Lei Gang is dead?" The white-haired sorcerer exclaimed, obviously, he knew Lei Gang, Zhuo Bufan's eyes flashed, and he was about to set up a trick of the Spiritual Sect.

"It's been cold for more than a month. The leader sent him to the Longhushan branch to get back a key. He was so good that he was slaughtered. I haven't seen you before. When did you join the Spiritualist sect?"

The white-haired mage glanced at Uncle Jiu, and Zhuo Bufan smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, Uncle Jiu has a deep hatred with the Maoshan faction. I invite him to help me deal with the Maoshan faction. We are our own people."

Zhuo Bufan's words were half-truth and half-false, some of the key information revealed were only known by those in the Spiritualist Sect, such as Lei Gang's identity, Lei Gang's mission, such as the key, and Zhuo Bufan's proficiency in descending techniques, all to a certain extent It dispelled the doubts of the white-haired mage.Moreover, the white-haired master had just arrived in China, so he didn't know that Uncle Jiu was from the Maoshan sect.

"I was introduced by Lord Wu Xian to the Adventist Church 20 years ago. Who introduced you?" the white-haired mage asked.

"It's also Mr. Wu Xian."

"Really? I thought it was Lord Kun Yin." The white-haired mage looked at Zhuo Bufan suspiciously, "When did you join the Spiritual Sect?"

This question is difficult to answer, Zhuo Bufan laughed and said: "You are my senior, as the saying goes, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the waves ahead die on the beach. I am surprised that you old guy is not dead yet."

Anger can make people lose their minds. The white-haired mage's face darkened, and he asked coldly, "I've never seen you before. When did you join the Deity Sect?"

Zhuo Bufan sighed secretly, the old guy was really not easy to fool, so he made up a time, "A month ago."

The white-haired mage's expression softened, and he jumped off the stone platform and walked towards Zhuo Bufan.Zhuo Bufan remained calm, and the palm of his right hand behind his back began to flash with thunder.

"My own people, this time it was a misunderstanding, you guys go."

The white-haired mage stopped when he was still some distance away from Zhuo Bufan, with a look of indifference.

Just when Zhuo Bufan was relaxing, the white-haired sorcerer's eyes flashed fiercely, and his palm wrapped in green light patted on him.

(End of this chapter)