Reborn Zombie Supreme

Tens of thousands of Yin soldiers dispersed, as if the sky had opened its mouth, and formed a waiting team.

Two women slowly flew over.

On the left is a woman in blue with coiled hair and snake eyes holding a thin sword.

The woman on the right is wearing a purple gauze dress and holding a sword in both hands.

"Bodhisattva, why are you here?"

Zhong Kui looked at the woman in the purple gauze dress and was stunned.

Hearing Zhong Kui's exclamation, Wude Xingjun, who was fighting fiercely with the Golden Sword Ghost General Yuan Detai, paused. He looked up and saw Guanyin Bodhisattva coming through the air.

"No, she is not a Bodhisattva! She just looks similar!"

The God of Plague screamed at the top of his lungs, and his hands filled with red and yellow boiling heat formed claws and clawed at He Chengxu, trying to force He Cheng to let go of his hands. "It must be a little trick of this corpse demon!"

"The Bodhisattva has transcended the six realms, and her appearance will never appear on the face of another person."

Zhong Kui was very sure.

In order to show respect for the emperor, the common people would never dare to use the same name as the emperor. As a great god in the immortal world, it is impossible for anyone in the Three Realms and Six Paths to dare to look like a Bodhisattva, unless... he is the incarnation of a Bodhisattva.

The price for becoming a Bodhisattva without authorization is to be surrendered by a Bodhisattva... It is hard to say what the consequences will be.

"He Cheng, the Lord of the City of In vain, is the future great Arhat of our immortal world. Don't you know this?"

"this……"

"Wude Xingjun, God of Plague, don't you know?"

"Bodhisattva, my brother died in the hands of the corpse demon. Today I must take revenge!" Wude Xingjun's black eyes were surrounded by the whites of his eyes covered with bloodshot eyes.

Gao. He straightened his nose and sprayed two jets of hot white air. "After killing him, Lord Wude Xing will let the Bodhisattva deal with him!"

"Is it……"

The 'Bodhisattva' nodded slightly and did not move, as if he was thinking with his eyes closed.

Zhong Kui did not dare to act without permission, and Wude Xingjun did not dare to continue the attack. The demons and monsters present seemed to be under a restraining spell, and they held their breath and looked at the 'Bodhisattva' quietly.

"ah--!!"

The screams broke the stalemate among the ghosts and gods. I saw the old Black Mountain demon with black smoke and thick mist behind him. He was holding a sword in his right hand. Golden blood dripped down the blade. The sword was stained with divine blood and flickered more rapidly.

The eyes of the ghosts and gods shifted to He Cheng's left hand.

A severed head!

The god of plague has been killed!

"hiss--"

I don't know who took a deep breath, and cold sweat slid from their foreheads to their chins. They dared to kill the righteous god of the immortal world in front of the Bodhisattva, and challenged authority so openly. Don't they plan to live?

Unexpectedly, the old Black Mountain demon raised his head, and his body covered with corpse hair turned into a flying zombie body, and he opened his mouth and sucked hard.

The headless corpse exploded instantly, and a few strands of golden blood were sucked into its mouth.

"Bah!" He Cheng spat out, and in his hand was a brand that looked more upscale than the simple black impermanent bamboo, the God of Plague Priesthood.

He put it away casually.

The corpse hair flutters like a flag, and dances smoothly like a lion's mane.

Snapped!

The God of Plague's head exploded instantly, and the golden blood splashed all over He Cheng's body. The zombie seemed to have countless small mouths, which absorbed the golden blood cleanly.

A small piece of brain meat was left and fell to the ground, hitting a moth demon hiding under the wine table.

The demons were filled with excitement as they looked at the figure who, despite the majesty of the Bodhisattva, Zhong Kui and the mighty Wude Xingjun, still dared to kill the God of Plague.

So there was the first one to take the lead.

"Run quickly! The old demon from Montenegro has killed the immortal, we are doomed!"

"Run, run quickly!!"

The demons swarmed out, squeezing and shoving, lest they lose their lives if they were too late.

From the time when He Cheng and Wude Xingjun started fighting to when all the demons fled, it took only half a cup of tea.

The moth demon under the table looked at the domineering figure of the Alone God in the sky, his little eyes sparkling.

"Come on, break through the ghost soldiers and ghost formations in the City of Wasted Death so that we can survive!"

Hearing the sound coming from behind, the moth demon turned around and saw that those demons had collided with the Yin soldiers of Wushou City, each with casualties. However, the dead Yin soldiers were only a drop in the bucket compared to the entire Wushou City. Instead, they wanted to fight and escape. Most of the ghost kings and demon kings in various places died in a matter of seconds.

At this time, there were three other people standing in Wusi City besides the moth demon.

An old man on crutches, a man on his head and feet, a Taoist as thin as a bamboo pole.

"Bodhisattva, he killed the god of plague!"

Wude Xingjun couldn't believe it. The Bodhisattva had closed his eyes and remained motionless from just now, letting the zombies chop off the plague god's head and absorb all his flesh and blood.

"Bodhisattva!" Zhong Kui raised his hand, "How have you considered the request I made to you at the Queen Mother's Peach Banquet?"

"Peach banquet?" Wude Xingjun was stunned. The Queen Mother had never invited Zhong Kui to the peach banquet. As a guard, Wude Xingjun had the honor to receive every immortal who attended the banquet.

The 'Bodhisattva' remained motionless.

"Bodhisattva!" Zhong Kui said in a dull voice, "If you don't reply, Zhong Kui will have no choice but to offend today!"

Zhong Kui raised his big hand to take action.

The 'Bodhisattva' suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, then smiled playfully and shouted to He Cheng, "Hey, I've been pretending for a long time and I can't pretend anymore."

"Pack?"

Zhong Kui was stunned for a moment, then became furious, "You monster is looking for death! How dare you pretend to be a Bodhisattva!"

"I never said that I was a Bodhisattva, it's just what you think." Zhang Susu winked at Zhong Kui.

When he thought about Bodhisattva Dignity doing such a thing to him, Zhong Kui was shocked and felt extremely uncomfortable.

"I must kill you today! You dare to tease Zhong!"

"Master Zhong, please~"

Just as Zhong Kui rushed in front of Zhang Susu and Qing She, three more monsters appeared in front of him.

"You dare to stop me from enforcing the law, are you not afraid of death?"

"We are not those little monsters, hehe, scaring people is not effective." The thin Taoist twirled his beard, one eyebrow high and the other low.

The man on his head and feet said in a muffled voice, "If we meet the gods, either you will die or we will die."

"Young man, I'm here to discuss matters today. Alas," the old man slapped his back, sighed, and then sighed again, "Master Zhong, if the old demon from Black Mountain dies, we won't be able to survive... I can only stop you." "

"How dare five monsters and ghosts stand in my way?"

Zhong Kui snorted coldly and was about to take action to capture the monster when he heard a sound breaking through the air behind his head. Zhong Kui turned around quickly and pulled his hand upwards, and a sword appeared out of thin air.

"Bang!" There was a collision.

A fat and sturdy Vajra of 14 to 50 feet was standing behind him. What just hit Zhong Kui was the little finger of Vajra King.

The little finger in Zhong Kui's eye was as thick as a rafter.

"And me?"

"It's you! Why are you helping that corpse demon!"

Zhong Kui stared at King Vajra, with his breasts exposed, wearing rags, with golden ribbons tied around his wrists and draped over his shoulders.

Skin lines can be seen clearly on the gold skin, like fine grooves.

Zhong Kui can be sure that it was the King Kong in front of him who saved the entire Yin and Yang Realm back then, not the zombies.

"I am him, he is me." King Kong seemed to be very impatient, he raised his palm like swatting flies, pressed it down, and the wind made a wild sound.

Zhong Kui's eyes crossed the giant palm pressed by King Vajra, and he saw the 14-50 meter corpse demon with three heads and six arms between his fingers. He bent down and grabbed the 1-foot-tall Wude Xingjun in his palm.