Devil Emperor Daddy

"Add ten more balls."

Jun Chen also wants to know where his limit is, so he adds 10 balls to become 20 tons. This time, the speed is obviously much slower.

Just as he swam five hundred miles, the black golden crow on his head suddenly made a sharp cry.

Gaga, gaga!

Jun dust looked up at the sky and frowned slightly: "zombies?"

Whoosh.

A sword came from the sky and brought a mysterious man covered in the black robe. The unique dead spirit of zombies was diffused, and the evil was incomparable.

The man's eyes were on Jun Chen.

Jun Chen confirmed his guess.

This mysterious existence is indeed a zombie.

But this zombie is obviously much stronger than the female zombie I saw last time in Wangwushan cave. It can take the initiative to attack and has subjective will.

"No, this is not a zombie with wisdom, but someone has refined the zombie into a sorcerer puppet!"

When you see a zombie arm filled with an ancient evil texture, Jun Chen can understand what is going on.

This is a puppet made by the sorcerer. The puppet master can attack by manipulating the puppet. Although it can't compare with the real golden elixir, it's almost the same.

"Can you talk?" Jun Chen said casually to the zombie puppet.

"Are you not afraid of me?" said the man under the black robe

With the opening of the black robed man, Jun Chen confirmed another thing, and said faintly: "if you can control zombie puppets to this point with witchcraft, you should have a good status in the witchcraft cult."

"Let me guess, are you a senior member of voodoo?"

Under the black robe of the male zombie does not agree: "worthy of the saint's little white face, the boy's imagination is really rich."

While swimming, Jun Chen said, "are you passing by, or are you here to kill?"

The zombie of the black robed man said, "of course I came to kill you, but in reality you are too bad. I didn't expect that you only had the cultivation of ten divine pulse. You on the phone are not like this."

"I don't know where you know that I am the leader of the false Yunmeng sect, but you can't kill me within three days."

"In my opinion, you can't swim as fast as the eight spirits pulse. It's estimated that you can reach the ten spirit pulse, but it's just a pile of elixir."

Jun Chen was a little surprised, but soon calmed down.

He said, he came to Hanyang very low-key, also temporarily did not provoke wushenjiao, wushenjiao will not come to the door for no reason.

It turned out to be the false leader of Yunmeng sect who wanted to kill people.

What he didn't expect was that the false patriarch of Yunmeng sect had something to do with witchcraft.

The male zombie said again: "for the sake of the little white face of the saint's family, I will give you two choices. The first one is to follow me and let the saint redeem it."

Jun Chen continued to swim and asked, "what if I don't agree?"

The male zombie said, "that's the second choice I heard that you know the fourth grade alchemist. Tell me who the fourth grade Alchemist is, and I will let you go! "

Jun dust light way: "the second choice is good, in fact, that four grade Alchemist is me."

At the same time, he guessed that the false leader of Yunmeng sect had known from some channels that he had sold four pills in his purple gold card.

I don't know who leaked it out.

But the source must be to Jiajun there, turn back to find the latter to ask.

Xiang Jiajun is only over 60 years old, but he can become three alchemy books, which is a bit amazing in itself.

"Four grade alchemist you?" The voice of the male zombie suddenly became abusive, "you are a dandy, a little white face, and you are also worthy to be the fourth grade alchemist?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Jun dust helplessly shook his head: "I have already explained, you don't believe I have no way."

Said, he changed a backstroke posture, took out his mobile phone ready to call.

Don't you think it's childish for you to look for a zombie

Jun dust light way: "I am looking for someone to help your zombie puppet collect corpse, after all, this kind of thing is too evil, once rotten, it will certainly cause a large area of plague."

The male zombie was speechless, as if shocked by Jun Chen's words.

"Looking for death!"

The unbearable male zombies suddenly put out their hands, and their bloody flying swords were shining freely, like some meteors falling down and roaring to the king's dust. This is a sword that must be killed.

Jun Chen used the third move of Tianmo fist, and his strength was greatly increased. He rolled on the water with 20 balls and walked on the waves. He was terrified to avoid the blow.

Boom!

With a sword, the male Zombie's magic power is so great that he directly cuts a crack across the river.

This is just the first sword.

Then, the male zombie cuts out several swords.

Whew! Whew!

The sword swallowed up the river.Jun Chen is extremely dangerous. He was almost killed by a sword.

"That's it."

With a low drink, Jun Chen threw ten iron balls at the male corpse.

Each iron ball weighs a ton. If a bomb is fired, it will produce violent air waves, change the color of the wind and cloud, and the night seems to be torn apart.

The male zombies are fearless, and the bloody sea of Dharma stretches open and defends itself.

But the next moment, ten iron balls red in, the male Zombie's Fahai was instantly broken.

The face of the male zombie finally changed.

He didn't expect that the iron ball was so heavy that under the condition of gravity acceleration at least one meal or so, Fahai, 50% of his strength, could not withstand a single blow.

Before this small white face swimming speed so slow, thought it was a vegetable chicken, did not expect that the other body hanging 20 iron balls, that is, 20 tons.

With 20 tons of weight, the opponent actually dodged the number of swords in front of him.

In short, he seriously underestimated the little white face.

Looking at the ten iron balls whistling to his face, the male zombie urged the sea with all his strength and roared, and the ten iron balls were immediately shaken out.

At the same time, the male zombie immediately rises in the air, ready to open a distance with Jun dust.

However, it is already late.

Jun Chen didn't even use the magic prison skill, but only used the fourth move of Tianmo fist. His whole body power was greatly increased, and he stepped into the level of half step martial arts hegemony, which was infinitely close to the real Wuba.

At the moment, he shot ten iron balls in a row.

Nanjiang's face changed greatly. His flying sword was like a bloody streamer across the sky.

He dodged seven of them.

Poof!

Two one ton iron balls in the body of the male zombie, body deformation on the spot.

"No way!" The male zombie cried out in despair. He tried to overestimate the little white face. Unexpectedly, he underestimated it. The power burst out of the opponent's body was terrible and should not belong to the power possessed by the ten divine veins.

"Just such a trash puppet wants to sneak on me? Come in your own body. " Jun Chen's eyes are indifferent.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the last iron ball hit his head, and the head of the male zombie was smashed into flesh mud, and his twisted body fell from the sky.

Although Jindan Friar and Wuba are at the same level.

But.

At this moment, the fragility of the Qi refining Friar's body magnified infinitely.

At the same time, in a secret room of yunmengzong, an old woman uttered a big mouthful of blood, and his facial features were also distorted, constantly changing between men and women.

"Damn little white face, I dare to destroy my puppet. I will not spare you!"