Supernatural: a Poor Monk Becomes Stronger when He Crosses a Ghost

Chapter 246 Flying Zombies!

Hong Yi looked at the zombie whose wings kept flapping in front of him, and couldn't help but walk over!

Crossed so many ghosts!

This is really the first time I have seen a zombie with wings!

Or white wings, personality!

If this is taken to the zoo, Amitabha!

Tickets are absolutely hot!

"Hi..." Hong Yi came to Zombie, reached out and touched his wings, and couldn't help saying:

"This benefactor, did you install these wings, or did you buy them?"

"Go to the side of death..." Unexpectedly, the zombie in front of him turned to the side, took out his wings from Hong Yi's hand, and scolded arrogantly.

Hong Yi took two steps back and grinned.

"Amitabha, it's been a long time since I heard people scold the poor monk. I really miss it. Donor, say it again, the poor monk will reminisce!"

The zombie stared at the little monk in white, with his gray and white eyes wide open. He didn't know what to say for a while.

Is this monk sick?

so cheap?Do you want to say it again?

"Go away..." Flying Zombie opened his mouth at Hong Yi and roared loudly.

Hong Yi nodded!

"Snapped……"

He reached out and slapped him directly in the face.

"If you want to say it, you can say it? Is there any principle?"

Flying Zombie: "..."

What a daddy...

"Roar……"

Suddenly, with a roar, the white wings of the flying zombie kept flapping, and the whole body slowly lifted into the air.

"Wait for the wrath of the master!"

"Father..."

What the hell!

Why can't it fly.

The Flying Zombie that just lifted off fluttered its wings a few times, but it was still so high that it couldn't help but look down.

Immediately, a white air sword spewed out of his nose.

This monk is so abominable, he even tied Lao Tzu's feet with ropes.

Just tie it up, what the hell are you tying a big rock underneath?

"Can you let me take off first?" Flying Zombie lowered his head and said speechlessly:

"Dare to let Lao Tzu fly first, let's come again? Honestly..."

Hong Yi looked up at him and couldn't help tying another stone.

"Amitabha, benefactor, the poor monk just wants to know how popular your wings are. The poor monk also has a pair of wings here. If yours is popular, can you exchange it with the poor monk?"

"Ah ah ah ah..."

The Flying Zombie roared into the sky, his eyes were gloomy, and his fists were tightly clenched.

The wings on the back kept flapping, and the body began to slowly rise.

However, it was followed by a stumbling block, and it almost didn't fly.

I couldn't help but look down again.

The Flying Zombie just wanted to cry.

"Brother, you come down first, can I not fly?" Flying Zombie sighed and said to the monk hanging on his lap:

"This is overweight!"

After the flying zombie slowly landed, the claws quickly grabbed to Hongyi like lightning.

Hong Yi smiled slightly and turned sideways to dodge.

"Amitabha...Since this is the case...the poor monk is welcome!"

After finishing speaking, Hong Yi shot instantly and directly grabbed one of the wings of the flying zombie.

"Tear..."

Immediately, a white wing was torn off, and all kinds of white feathers flew.