Reborn Zombie Supreme

"King of Corpses, move slowly, move slowly!"

Two giant ape-like fingers pinched the female ghost king's head, trying to pull off the beautiful head like a cork from a wine gourd.

"The head of the stone demon in the City of Death is more useful than mine. King Yin-Yang has tried to recruit him many times but has been rejected. If you, Corpse King, can take the head of the stone demon, you will definitely be appreciated by King Yin-Yang!"

He Cheng said nothing and continued to pull his head.

He didn't need the appreciation of the Yin and Yang Dharma King, so he handed over his head and went to the Yin and Yang Realm to see. If the Corpse Buddha went one step further, he might really have a chance to escape.

With a soft "click" sound, the female ghost king's head was pulled off and her body was separated.

Ghosts have no permanent form, the female ghost king has different abilities, and she will not die if she is decapitated.

She has not stopped persuading, "Although the stone ghosts in the City of Waste have already reached immortality, our chances of winning are not low."

He Cheng looked down at the head of the pretty female ghost king in his palm.

"You want to do a snipe and clam fight, and the fisherman will benefit? I have used this trick many times."

"I want to fight like a snipe and a clam, but I can't use it on you."

The female ghost king tilted her head, turned her head half a circle, and looked directly to the west.

"Two days ago, a master of swordsmanship came from sixty miles away. He is extremely skilled!"

As if remembering the original battle, the wonder in the Ghost King's eyes became brighter and brighter: "I fight with him, and it's hard to tell the winner."

The female ghost king fought with He Cheng all night long. In the end, He Cheng relied on his endless endurance to win. If He Cheng didn't have the ability to recover from his injuries, it was hard to say who would win and who would lose in this battle.

A swordsman who is not weaker than the female ghost king will be a good helper when helping each other, and it is best if he can kill the ghost in Wushou City.

If the swordsman refuses to cooperate, he is still a good opponent.

A sure-profit trade.

He Cheng raised his hand, threw the female ghost king's head and said, "Lead the way."

The female ghost king reluctantly looked at the body held in He Cheng's hands, gritting her teeth gently.

The head floats ahead and leads the way.

After taking two or three steps, He Cheng had returned to his normal body shape.

Sixty miles away, we'll be there soon...

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"Wow~"

From the drafty bamboo house built with intertwined bamboos, there came the cry of a hungry child.

"I'm coming!"

There is an earthen stove in front of the bamboo house, with a leopard's eyes and an iron beard, and a fierce-looking man holding a cattail leaf fan to fan the fire.

After fanning twice and blowing air into the earthen stove, his face was burned black by the fire that came back.

The smell of milk simmering in the casserole on the stove must have come from the ewe tied next to the bamboo house.

He scratched his face, leaving a few streaks of white on his dark face.

"I killed three mountains and killed dozens of bandits to find this sheep. You're lucky, you don't have to drink water to make noodles."

He didn't mind the heat, so he took the casserole in his hand and poured the goat's milk into the porcelain bowl, which was placed in a basin of cold water.

After waiting for the milk to cool down, he simply patted the cigarette ashes on his body, then carried the child out to play with the child.

"Baaaah!!!"

The ewe kicked her legs and lay motionless on the ground.

"Um?"

The man turned his head and looked at the people walking in the distance with a serious expression.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the sword box in the bamboo house flew into his hand.

After seeing the appearance of the visitor clearly, especially the female ghost king, he laughed loudly: "Hey, why is there only one head left? Could it be that you have been seducing people all day long, and they don't like your head, so they will chop it off and throw it away. Already?"

"Hmph!" The female ghost king snorted coldly.

The man suppressed his laughter and opened the sword box slightly. A sword wind escaped from the box and blew out seven or eight feet away, leaving two or three sword marks on the earthen stove.

"Or are you looking for thugs? There's so much corpse energy..."

Thousand-year demons are common, but thousand-year zombies are rare in the world.

He looked at the man across from him. He had such a strong corpse aura and must have been in cultivation for at least a thousand years!

The other party was still holding a red cloth package in his hand. He narrowed his eyes and looked at it in the moonlight.

Hey! It turns out to be the body of the female ghost king!

He can chop off the head of the female ghost king, and he can also make the female ghost king lead the way obediently. The other party's abilities are stronger than his own!

The man rolled his eyes and scratched his beard: "Hey, I, Yan Chixia, have withdrawn from the world. I don't care about monsters, and I don't kill evil people. When we met, we had a fight just because you were causing trouble for me. We don't want to fight again." ?”

He still has children by his side, so he dare not say that he won't be able to win the battle.

"Yan Chixia?"

"Do you know me?" Yan Chixia stared at the man opposite her, who didn't look like a zombie, but looked more like a living person.

"I've seen people who look like you"

When He Cheng jumped out of the coffin, he met Master Yixiu. The actors were all the same person and looked the same naturally.

"It's easier if we're acquaintances." Yan Chixia nodded, not knowing what she was thinking.

Needless to say, Yan Chixia's abilities are as good as those of the Dryad Grandma and the more advanced Black Mountain Old Demon. Even the national master Centipede Jing is no match for him.

"The stone ghost in Wanshi City must be an old Black Mountain demon who married a female ghost."

He is also a pervert who marries female ghosts all day long.

The child in her arms was crying again. Yan Chixia did not dare to move and grabbed the sword box, her eyes locked on He Cheng.

"You feed the child first"

"Need not!"

The child was unable to cry. Yan Chixia sighed helplessly, dropped the sword case, grabbed the warm goat's milk in the basin and brought it to the child's mouth.

After receiving the food, the child drank heavily and stopped crying.

"You little starving devil, go ahead and eat! We will both blame you when we die!"

Until the child had eaten enough and went to bed, He Chengdu waited quietly to make his move.

A monster of the 'immortal' level, he was thinking about it in his heart!

The ghost sentence had given him a lot of benefits at the beginning. If Zhong Kui's blood gourd hadn't taken away the ghost sentence, he wouldn't have known how much benefit he would have received from taking one bite.

"Tell me, what do you want to do with me? There is no way I will collude with the devil!"

"Don't collude with the devil? That's easy."

He Chengyi turned around and revealed three heads and six arms.

"Supernatural powers?"

Three heads and six arms are orthodox magical powers. It is impossible to master them without being taught by someone with profound magic power. And this teacher must not be an ordinary immortal. How can ordinary immortals have such magical powers? Even the Yin and Yang Dharma King of the Yin and Yang Realm doesn’t understand.

The Vajra arms are revealed, and the Buddha's light shines everywhere.

"I have been enlightened by Guanyin Bodhisattva and will ascend to the immortal world and become an Arhat after going through many catastrophes. I am asking for your help this time because I want to get rid of the ghost king of Wanshi City who disturbs the order of the underworld and raises underworld soldiers privately."

With three heads and six arms, it really looks like a Buddha.

No matter what he does in the future, let’s use the banner first and then talk about it.

No matter how strong the female ghost king and Yan Chixia are, they are not immortals. Even if they become immortals, how many of them can contact the Bodhisattva?

The most recent encounter was probably with a clay Buddha statue in a temple.

"Zombies become Buddhas..."

Yan Chixia plucked her beard and breathed in the cool breeze in pain.

He had never heard of a zombie becoming a Buddha in his life, but the Buddha's light emanating from the other person's body was indeed real. Yan Chixia's spells were based on Buddhist teachings and she would not be mistaken about the Buddha's light.

The twenty-fifth of the twenty-eight chapters of the Lotus Sutra, the Universal Door Chapter, says, "The person should be saved by whatever body he appears in to teach the Dharma."

Bodhisattvas will take on thousands of incarnations and show people the way. If zombies can be saved, they might also transform into zombies to save them!

Yan Chixia recited it several times in her mind and nodded, "Okay, after I settle this boy, I will break into the City of Wasted Death with you!"