Reborn Zombie Supreme

He Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, tapped the hilt of the sword with the back of his hand, and raised the sword.

Then he drew his sword and turned around, slashing with the blade diagonally, crushing the wind, and dragon stab! The big iron sword fell from the top of the head like a big iron gate knife, heading straight for the centipede spirit's head.

Erlang Shen, who had transformed into a centipede spirit, was unable to pull out the blade of the knife in his hand. He grunted, let go of his hand, "stabbed" downwards, and ran away.

The three-pointed two-edged knife that fell on the ground turned into a centipede leg. No wonder the centipede spirit had to be cruel to abandon it.

The Iron Sword Dragon stabbed at him, whipping up the wind and smashing against the stone wall.

The whole mountain rumbled and shook wildly, and the sword mountain shook the ground. With the big iron sword as the center, a bottomless crack that was four to five feet long and two to three feet wide crawled out.

The big iron sword was stuck in the stone wall, and Centipede Spirit finally found an opportunity. He grabbed another three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand. He grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, jumped up with both feet, twisted his waist twice, and made three-pointed and two-edged swords. The blade swings like a tornado.

Bang! ! The blade sank, broke the wind, and slashed diagonally on the back of He Cheng's neck.

It's very powerful and turbulent.

He Cheng's head also sank slightly under the pressure, but he straightened his waist, jerked his head back, and actually used the back of his neck to push back the three-pointed two-edged knife.

The three-pointed, two-edged knife was pushed away from his neck without leaving even a scar.

He Cheng let go of the iron sword inserted into the mountain with his right hand, twisted his waist and waved to fish it out. The black tiger took out his heart and struck directly at Erlang Shen's armpit. His tail finger was like a spear, aiming to strike at the heart. Erlangshen pressed the knife block again, and it was still ding-ding-ding! Sparks were flying out of the sky, and a huge crater was formed on the ground beneath Erlang Shen's feet.

Even though it was a hasty attack, he still had to use all his strength to resist He Cheng.

He Cheng grabbed the sword shaft with his right hand, and at the last moment when he turned around, he grabbed the hilt of the big iron sword inserted into the wall with his left hand, pulled it hard, and turned it in a half circle to sweep.

laugh--! !

Like cutting cloth quickly, the sound is crisp.

Erlangshen, who transformed into a centipede spirit, crouched down in time to escape the disaster, but the entire Pansi Cave was cut diagonally by the sword, cutting half of the mountainside, and diagonally cutting the seventy-eighty-foot-high hill into two halves.

The mountain slid down the flat slope and crashed down crookedly.

Light comes in.

A mountain turned into an open-air slope in the blink of an eye.

"Hmph!" Erlang Shen groaned again, discarding the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, and the three-pointed two-edged knife turned into the discarded centipede legs.

"Look who I am!" The centipede spirit turned around again and turned into a green snake.

She smiled charmingly, her waist caressing the willow branches like the wind, and the affection in her eyebrows was exactly the same as the real thing.

"You've seen a lot."

He Cheng didn't show any forbearance in his hands. He rounded up the big iron sword and smashed it down, causing the wind to roar loudly. His fingers are not soft, and no matter who he becomes, He Cheng will not tolerate it.

"It's so cold-blooded!" Green Snake said regretfully, both his expression and appearance were exactly the same as the real one.

"I'm the fool if I still hold on even though I know you're fake!"

The iron sword hit the green snake's shoulder, and a string of demon blood followed the arm and rolled to the ground. After shaking and struggling twice, it also turned into centipede legs.

She was about to change again, but He Cheng had already bent down and bit him on the neck.

The power of sucking pulled her into He Cheng's mouth.

"call!"

"Thousand-faced magical power..."

He Cheng's body suddenly changed and turned into the elf Yingying.

"Master! This..."

E Yao never knew that He Cheng had such ability, so she was stunned when she saw that he suddenly looked exactly like her.

"What a pity" He Cheng touched his face and rubbed his shoulders.

The Thousand-Faced Magical Power can completely transform into any kind of creature, and can even perfectly imitate its temperament, attitude, and cultivation. It is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

He Chengcheng has clearly understood the power of Centipede Spirit Thousand Faces.

It's a pity that he doesn't know the magic of seeing into people's hearts, so he can't do it as vividly as the centipede.

Thump~

But the demon suddenly knelt on the ground and said, "Master, please punish me!"

"how?"

"When the master asked Yingying if she wanted to die, Yingying was hesitant..."

"Haha, that's it."

He Cheng bent down and helped her up, "If you weren't afraid of death, why would you be practicing? ... Immortality and freedom are my goals."

"If there is a stupid young man who is not afraid of death, I will have a headache."

As soon as he helped Yingying stand up, a scream came from the hillside outside: "Pansi Cave! My Pansi Cave! What's going on!"

The spider mother dragged the reluctant En En and shouted at the entrance of the cave.

Seeing two Yingyings who looked exactly the same, she was even more stunned. A sense of relief came from the bottom of her heart. The revenge of her daughter's death was finally avenged. She could no longer suppress it: "Could it be that... that Supreme is already dead? Hahahaha , it’s really…”

"What is it really?"

He Cheng has returned to his original appearance, looking at the old spider spirit with a smile.

"Really... Supreme, it's great that you are not injured!" The old spider changed his words in a panic. Since He Cheng is still alive, the centipede spirit must be dead: "Damn centipede spirit, it brought disaster to my family Shishi, and how much she did. Hundreds of years of cultivation are gone in one day..."

"I don't know what happened to those stinky girls. They haven't come back for so many days."

The old spider spirit pulled Enen to kneel on the ground and quietly raised his head to look at He Cheng: "Kowtow to the Supreme Being quickly!"

"Supreme, I was wrong..." Enen reluctantly knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Mother Spider, those daughters of yours have long been eaten by centipede spirits. There is no need to look for them anymore. Moreover, it was your precious daughter Shishi who made them."

"What?"

Mother Spider looked at He Cheng walking past her and heading down the mountain, and she couldn't form words for a moment.

There was no need to tell whether it was true or false, she could only take it as true.

"Master, the two spider spirits have already followed..." Yingying hugged the sword in her hand tightly and took two steps to catch up with He Cheng's heels.

"Then just follow."

Weaving through the forest path, He Cheng was walking at the front, E Yao Luo followed half a step away, followed by the mother and daughter of the spider spirit who dared not speak, hiding very far away.

"Yingying, you said that there are two major powers in this world: gods and Buddhas. What should we do next?" He suddenly asked the demon.

He was always afraid that one day, the Bodhisattva who came to this world with him would come over and catch him, tie him to Lingshan, listen to the sutras and his brain would swell and he would die.

Or they could defeat the Bodhisattva, attract the Buddha, and keep him at the foot of the mountain for thousands of years. When the time comes, he would put on a golden hoop and come out and send the monk to collect scriptures.

Yingying is just a little elf. The world is too big for her to calculate.

Just picking up an Arhat, a highly capable person, can make her soul fly away. She has no such concept in her head, and she doesn't even dare to think about how to plot against heaven and the spiritual mountain.

"Yingying doesn't know." Eyao shook her head.

"This is simple, go to Nanhai." Since the problem basically arises with Guanyin Bodhisattva, let him go to Guanyin Bodhisattva.

The problem will naturally be solved.