Reborn Zombie Supreme

The soul-locking shackles were like tree roots protruding from the ground, pulling into He Cheng's ankles and pinning him to the ground unable to move.

Compared with the magic weapon of the Four Ghosts, the soul-locking magic weapon of Black and White Impermanence is obviously stronger.

Over there, Hei Wuchang had already rushed in front of Shuten Dozi. Hei Wuchang was holding a black token in his hand, with "Judgement" written on the front and small seal characters engraved on the back.

He patted Shuten Doji gently, and the smell of burnt meat came.

"Hahaha"

Shuten Doji was injured, but he smiled instead of angry, as if he looked down on the two impermanent ghosts: "Are these ghosts and gods in China?"

"The two of us are just little minions." Bai Wuchang flicked his long tongue and gently poked forward with his finger. A small hole as thick as a finger was made on the ground behind Shuten Tongzi, and there were many blood stains on his shoulders.

Although the wound healed in an instant, the boy couldn't help but cheer up.

The two ghosts and one demon exchanged several moves, and the evil wind blew wildly. The tree that could move the ground was blown away and dissipated immediately when it hit the evil wind.

The wind hit the tiles, and the tiles turned into ashes, leaving only the bare beams.

This wind is not the cold wind in winter, nor is it the wind of flowers, willows, pines and bamboos. It is called "Bi Feng". Monks who practice the art of immortality have three major disasters, one of which is called "Bi Feng".

Naturally, black and white and impermanence cannot replace the heaven and earth, but there is wind all year round on the other side of the Wangchuan River. This wind is also called the wind by the ghosts. Ordinary immortals will have a headache when they encounter it. When hunting for human souls, the ghosts will always encounter These mortals with powerful eyes and hands invited magicians to stop them from performing official duties. This was an extraordinary method used to deal with masters.

The tail of the wind swept Shuten Doji, and he howled loudly in pain. He transformed into his original shape in the blink of an eye. All his clothes were torn, and he appeared naked in front of the two ghosts.

The body is more than three meters long, with red hair burning like fire, and two horns growing on its forehead.

"Yaksha?"

The underworld of the underworld is naturally indispensable for the Yasha, a kind of imp who looks somewhat similar to a Shuten boy. Due to his bad deeds, he is sent by the King of Hell to guard the gates of the underworld all year round.

Ordinary yaksha ghosts are only over one meter tall, but they are not as tall as a house like this drunken boy.

After transforming into his true form, Shuten Doji's abilities increased a bit more, making the black and white impermanence very difficult.

"Looks like I need to find a helper."

Naturally, they will not fight against evil spirits. The most cunning ones are the little devils of Yin Cao. Sun Dasheng made trouble in the Heavenly Palace and the Underworld. The Heavenly Palace lost hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals. How many people died in Yincao and the Underworld?

"Brother, do you still remember that we owe Mr. Zhong a good drink?" Bai Wuchang rolled his eyes and already had a plan.

"The man in front of me is tall and has a big whip. He might be able to brew a pot of Yaksha whip wine." Bai Wuchang smiled and stared at the Shuten boy's crotch, just like picking vegetables at the market.

"That's right, that's right!" Hei Wuchang nodded. He couldn't defeat this guy, and it would be a shame to invite someone here. It would be better to find an excuse to hire someone who was capable and wouldn't gossip.

Hei Wuchang silently recited a curse, and after a long time he heard a loud shout like thunder: "Who said there is good wine to entertain me? Hahaha, here comes the wine! Bring it quickly!"

A man with an ugly face and a fierce look jumped out of the sky, wearing a chicken-blood red robe and holding a long sword in his hand.

"Master Zhong..." Black and White Wuchang bowed to the visitor.

The person coming is none other than Zhong Kui!

"Hmm? The wine smells so good, what a fierce ghost!" Zhong Kui looked up at Jiutun Tongzi and shouted, "You monster, you have sinned so much, wait until I accept you!"

The long sword in his hand was slashed down, and it hit the Shuten boy's horn. There were two clicks, and the sword in his hand broke!

"Master Zhong..."

The sword in Zhong Kui's hand was a magic weapon given by God Haotian to kill demons and eliminate demons. Now it broke with just one strike?

"My sword has been lost for some years. I have been having a headache these days about my sister getting married. I haven't had time to find it yet."

Black and White Wuchang smiled dryly and did not dare to continue. Zhong Kui's sister had been married more than a dozen times, but even if she couldn't get married, it would be difficult for this great ghost hunter in the yin and yang realms.

After losing the broken sword, I saw Zhong Kui pinching it with both hands. His hands swelled up in the wind. When he stretched them out in front of Shuten Dozi, he was already as tall as him. He easily grabbed him and pinched him. The Japanese demon was easily Crushed into blood.

The gourd on Zhong Kui's waist seemed to be spiritual, and it flew out automatically to catch the blood.

Put the stopper on the gourd, shake it gently, and when you open it again, the aroma of wine is already wafting out: "This Yasha rice is wine, and the food is a young and beautiful girl. The wine brewed from his blood is really the best!"

Gudongdong took a sip of wine first, and Zhong Kui asked them: "Why, you two are not on duty in the underworld, but you are out to slay demons?"

"Master Zhong is joking. With the abilities of my two brothers, how can I dare to come out and embarrass myself? During the Zhongyuan Festival, there was a wild zombie king that ate ghosts from the underworld and thousands of ghosts from the underworld. My two brothers came to catch him. But when we met him, we happened to meet this Yaksha who also wanted to kill him. In order to bring the zombie back and convict him, we fought with this Yaksha."

"Zombie?" Zhong Kui asked strangely: "There is corpse energy, but there are no zombies."

Black and White Wuchang turned his head and realized that the one person and one zombie just now had disappeared without a trace!

"He has shackles on his feet, so he won't be able to escape far. If we have time to have a drink with Mr. Zhong in the future, my two brothers will take the first step!"

"Business is important, business is important" Zhong Kui waved his hand, grabbed the wine bottle and drank two more sips of wine: "Hey, there are a lot of foreign products here, take back the pickles!"

The flying-headed man on the ground, the dead bone girl, and the tree demon were taken away with a wave of his sleeves.

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"Boss, can you stop and take a rest?"

The evil master dragged He Cheng on the ground and stuck out his tongue from exhaustion.

A corpse with purple stiffness, turbid Qi and heavy weight, weighing no less than several hundred kilograms, was so tired that he was about to die.

He Cheng was shackled and restrained tightly, unable to move. Fortunately, he ordered the evil master to carry him away in time, and he was able to escape during the chaos of the war.

They took advantage of the chaos and ran out for more than a mile, and the fighting there could still be heard.

"Are you still not a virgin?"

"Ah?" The evil man was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, boss, you don't want to suck my blood, do you? Virgin blood doesn't necessarily taste good!"

"Piss on my shackles!"

"Child urine?" The evil man was stunned, then nodded and said, "Right away!"

He unbuttoned his pants, regardless of whether he was shy or not. A stream of urine hit the shackles, and the shackles flickered with light, suppressing He Cheng less and less.

But after a certain point, no amount of child peeing has any effect.

Now that he was able to move, He Cheng had the opportunity to grab him from his cloak, and the crazy Yan Hong was caught out.

He was once carried by a ghost messenger and knew that ghosts could fly with people.

Yan Hong was about to go crazy when she saw a living person. She stepped on the wet ground moistened by the child's urine, and most of the evil spirit and miasma on her body was broken.

"Owner……"

Yan Hong looked at He Cheng confusedly. Her consciousness was still at the time when she went on a killing spree.

"Fly southwest!"

Thanks for the reward, Bei Chen. This volume is almost over, and the next volume will be slightly shorter.