Reborn Zombie Supreme

"The blood of martial arts masters has such an effect!"

He Cheng raised his hand and gently wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

One person is as good as ten, and the martial arts master is full of energy and blood, and he really has some background.

Compared with cultivating Taoism, practicing martial arts is more difficult if you want to reach the realm of Taoism.

After Wang Sansheng's blood and essence were buried in He Cheng's mouth, his body followed him into the cloak.

That night, all the Taoist priests who dared to leave overnight were in trouble. They were intercepted and killed instantly, and they didn't even have the chance to ask for help from Lin Jiu, who was close at hand.

…

"I said girl, you can't beat me, why not let me go, we are in a hurry..."

The middle-aged man wearing a green shirt and long robe, with his hair combed back and slicked back, smiled bitterly.

The apprentice in Xiao Gua was puzzled and said: "Master, she is a female ghost."

How can a Taoist beg for mercy from a female ghost and admit defeat?

"Have you forgotten what we are going to do with the Maoshan sect this time?"

"Find helpers to slay the demons!"

"Why did you leave again?" the middle-aged man continued to ask.

The apprentice shook his head.

The middle-aged man let out a long sigh: "Because the Maoshan sect is too murderous, look at the leader Shi Jian, he can make dozens of ghosts fly away with just one move! Staying with them will shorten my life!"

"But what does this have to do with female ghosts?"

"Of course it does matter, I can't beat her!"

The middle-aged man suddenly covered his mouth: "Oh no, it's all because of you, you brat, I spilled the beans!"

Although his realm is higher, his cultivation method emphasizes never killing, so he has no spells to fight with others or to hurt others.

"If this waste continues and your uncle's plan succeeds, the world will be in chaos!"

Yanhong looked at the two masters and apprentices in front of her with a firm attitude: "Tonight, neither of you two can even think of leaving."

Dong Xiaoyu went to intercept the low-level Taoist priests who were leaving scatteredly, while Yan Hong was responsible for the only master. They had a clear division of labor, and Yan Hong didn't want to fail in her mission.

The apprentice grabbed a stack of yellow paper and strung a bow: "Why don't you let me kill her, master!"

"Did you kill her?"

"this……"

Unable to walk, unable to fight, unable to kill, the master and disciple were in a dilemma.

"Owner……"

The two of them followed the female ghost's gaze and found a bronze-armored corpse walking slowly from far to near.

The two people who were in desperate situation were overjoyed to see Lai Zong.

"Master? Fellow Taoist, fellow Taoist, do you still remember me? Let's catch ghosts together tonight!"

The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth had not yet completely curled up, but his eyelids twitched. He quickly dragged his apprentice back and hid, and a big gun "swish" was inserted into the place where the two of them had just stood.

The tail of the gun is light/trembling!

"Phew, it's so dangerous!" The master and apprentice patted their chests and gasped. They had almost been stabbed with candied haws.

The gun is just a test first, and a punch from behind is the fatal move.

"Boom" the bronze armor's left fist hit the ground, lifting up dirt and gravel, flying high into the sky and falling like rain!

"Master, it seems that this bronze-armored corpse is not one of our own!"

"Nonsense, I can see it too!"

"what to do?"

"Run!"

The bronze-armored corpse is theoretically comparable to a master of refining gods and countering voids, and is two levels stronger than him. Tao can cure evil, and evil can also overcome Tao!

He can't fight a female ghost, how can he dare to fight a bronze-armored corpse?

However, the bronze-armored corpse in front of them was very flexible, and its jumping speed was stiff. Its soles seemed to be on pulleys, and it jumped to their side with just one kick.

Every punch struck must be a big noise!

After several fatigue dodges, the master and apprentice were exhausted and almost collapsed.

The middle-aged man held his knees and breathed heavily: "There's nothing we can do about it, Amai, do you have that thing with you?"

"What, Master?" Amai was puzzled.

"Big cat hair!"

"Oh, here it is!" Amai found a folded piece of yellow paper from his bag, opened it, and found a few yellow animal hairs neatly placed inside.

The middle-aged man grabbed the yellow hair and pressed it between his eyebrows: "Ah Mai, draw his attention away and let me get on top of him!"

"Okay master!"

Amai knew that life and death should not be careless. He jumped left and right, cursing: "You beast! Beast! Come on!"

He cursed for more than ten seconds.

Snapped!

Amai didn't see clearly how the zombie acted. He only found that his chest hurt and he flew backwards, hitting the ground, and vomited large pieces of red blood from his throat.

With his slight obstruction, the middle-aged man was barely halfway through casting the spell.

He Cheng didn't rush to take action. Instead, he casually pulled out the big gun and put it on his shoulder, waiting quietly.

He didn't know the apprentice, but he knew this serious-faced man with a slender back. Charlie Cao was well known as a disgusting beast in clothes and a snob who was often teased.

The movies in which he appears are probably all lewd/sleazy roles.

With such a face, he was reciting a spell seriously at this moment, and his momentum was getting stronger and stronger, as if he had cast some kind of forbidden spell. How could He Cheng not be interested?

"Ouch!"

A tiger roar roared from his throat, the sound of the tiger was real and full of the meaning of a ferocious beast.

Yanhong heard the tiger's cry "ah" and disappeared.

There is an idiom "for the tiger as a ghost", which literally means that a person eaten by a tiger will turn into a ghost and be driven by the tiger, so the tiger is also regarded as having the ability to drive away ghosts.

The middle-aged man who had transformed into the shape of a tiger, with a pair of animal teeth longer than He Cheng's corpse teeth, roared and rushed towards him!

His nails were like scissors, and his palms slapped on He Cheng's body, making a thumping sound like a wooden pillar hammering against a copper wall!

"I'm not afraid of a real tiger. How can I be afraid of a fake tiger like you?"

He Cheng kicked out, and the boot smashed the middle-aged man's chin, and kicked him away, rolling to the ground.

"Master...Master..."

Amai collapsed on the ground, looking shocked at the master who was knocked away by a move.

I heard the middle-aged man holding his broken chin and saying with blood flowing from his mouth: "I have lived for more than two hundred years and have not cultivated diligently. Now I am afraid that I am doomed!"

After saying that, his head tilted and he died immediately!

"It turned out to be a silver-like pewter spear head, which looks good but is useless."

He Cheng shook his head in disappointment. Fortunately, he thought that the opponent was a master, but he didn't expect that he would die without success.

But the appearance of the master and the apprentice made He Cheng very concerned.

Living for more than two hundred years, not killing, but inviting tigers to ride on him reminded him of the plot of a certain movie.

The more he thought about it, the more he thought about it. He walked up to his apprentice Amai, groped for a while under his angry eyes, and finally found a treasure map.

It revealed several pieces of information: There is a giant Buddha near Renjia Town, and there is a treasure in the palm of the giant Buddha! Only those born in the year and month of Hai can get the treasure.

And it is clearly stated: Black cat blood can break through the obstacles blocking the treasure.

Below is a detailed map. It does seem that it is not far from Renjia Town.

""The Devil's High"!" He finally remembered this movie.

There is a sect that converts to the Tao of Immortality, and releasing living creatures can increase lifespan, whereas killing living creatures will decrease lifespan.

Mao Jian, the middle-aged man who had just been kicked to death by He Cheng, practiced the way of immortality. He did good deeds every day and never did evil, which allowed him to successfully live to be more than two hundred years old.

His junior brother has evil intentions and uses evil methods to kill people who were born in the same year and month in the year of Hai, in order to deprive them of their life span!

"Man-demon!"

He still needs a thousand years of soul to advance to the corpse armor. No one can live for a thousand years in the end of the Dharma era.

However, Mao Jian's sect practices the Tao of Immortality, and it should be easy to live for thousands of years.

"It's really a treasure map!"

To him, this map is related to a mysterious immortal sect, and it is indeed a treasure map!