Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

The whole body of this portal is made up of countless skulls, and there are dark green flames burning inside these skulls, and there are even shrill voices coming from their mouths.

The skeleton door trembled slightly, and then was slowly pushed open.

Two men who looked exactly the same came out slowly from inside.

Inside their eyes are not pupils, but two continuously rotating curse marks.

That is the law that has been materialized given to them by the underworld!

These two people not only look the same, but also have the same height and movement, and even the rhythm of walking remains at the same frequency.

It's just that the man on the left is wearing a pure white robe and is smiling all over his face. However, he has a long tongue sticking out of his mouth, which even hangs down to his chest, making his smile look extremely weird.

Holding a mourning stick in his hand, wearing a tall white hat on his head, with four large characters written on it: You are here too.

The man on the right is just the opposite, dressed in pure black, holding chains and shackles in his hands, with a serious face, and the words on the tall hat read: I am catching you.

As the two men walked out, there was a terrified roar from inside the bronze coffin.

Accompanied by the roar, a pair of black claws protruded from the coffin, and they actually took the initiative to move the lid, and closed the coffin again by themselves! .

Chapter 291

This is black and white impermanence.

They are no longer counted as ghosts, but righteous gods of the underworld, conferred by Yan Jun himself!

In each palace of Yan Jun, there are only two pairs of black and white impermanence, ranked among the top ten yin commanders, and their status is only below the judge and the chief.

Black and white impermanence is not just two people, but ~ is a kind of position.

There are currently ten pairs of black and white impermanence in the underworld, that is, twenty-persons.

In the same way, the top ten yin handsomes do not refer to ten people, but to ten positions.

They are: ghost king, day wandering god, night wandering god, black and white impermanence, bull head, horse face, leopard tail, beak, fish gills, wasp.

There are two types of ghost kings here.

One is the cultivation of ghosts, and when they become powerful to a certain extent, they proclaim themselves the king of ghosts.

The second type is the full-time ghost king who was conferred by Yan Jun and ranked among the top ten yin commanders.

"Su Mo, a true disciple of Master Maoshan Zixiao, has seen two impermanences." Su Mo took the initiative to salute the two of them.

The two Wuchang did not speak, but nodded to Su Mo, expressing a friendly attitude.

At this time, those soul chains also quietly wanted to retract into the bronze door.

Hei Wuchang suddenly turned his head, and the shackles in his hand flew out, suddenly entangled the dozens of chains.

Those soul chains struggled desperately, but they still couldn't get rid of them.

As Heiwuchang pulled, all the iron chains whined, and then they were pulled down from the coffin abruptly!

These soul chains fell into the hands of Wuchang, and they were no longer arrogant and domineering as before, they were all lying quietly like dead snakes.

Heiwuchang's right hand shook, and the shackles flew out again, this time hooking the bronze coffin.

The coffin lid was pulled away by him, and the black mist in the coffin surged out.

What jumped out was a zombie covered in black light!

A large number of runes were engraved on this zombie's body, and black liquid continued to flow out of its mouth.

It was corpse aura, so rich that it had even turned into liquid corpse aura!

Su Mo's face was cold and serious, and his true energy had been fully mobilized.

This zombie couldn't tell what level it was, but the pressure it brought him was unparalleled.

Just the zombie king from before, if placed in front of this zombie, I'm afraid it will be torn to pieces in an instant!

However, even such a fierce zombie didn't charge up directly after jumping out of the soul coffin, as if he was afraid of something.

Bai Wuchang still had a smile on his face, but the mourning stick in his hand suddenly turned into a long white whip, and the whip hit the zombie.

Snapped!

The black corpse poison was scattered everywhere, and the black light on the zombie's body was actually dimmed by his whipping. The place where it was whipped was torn apart, and the black bones inside could be seen directly.

The zombie let out a miserable scream, turned around and threw it like this, and jumped towards the distance quickly, trying to escape.

But the shackles in Hei Wuchang's hands had already flown out, and they were firmly wrapped around the zombie's neck.

With the movement of his right hand, the zombie was pulled back abruptly.

And the mourning stick in Bai Wuchang's hand fell again and hit the zombie.

pop - pop - pop -

The zombie roared horribly, rolling on the ground continuously, showing a look of extreme pain.

However, Bai Wuchang still didn't stop, and beat him with the mourning stick one after another.

In front of the two impermanent statues, this ferocious zombie is like a convicted prisoner who has met a government servant. He can only lie on the ground and be whipped, and he can't even resist!

Su Mo looked at it dumbfounded.

Black and white impermanence, as the righteous gods of the underworld, he had already expected their strength.

I didn't expect it to be so powerful.

But by comparison, it's normal.

After all, he is one of the top ten yin commanders, and he can be regarded as the backbone of the underworld.

If he is not strong enough, how can he assist Yan Jun and subdue the endless souls of the dead?

Finally, after a dozen or so breaths, Bai Wuchang stopped his whip.

And the zombie was already lying on the ground, dying, his body trembling slightly.

The black light on its body has been dimmed to the point where it can hardly be seen. The runes engraved on its skin... its skin is about to be ripped apart, and the black bones are covered with whip marks. Those runes Nature is long gone!

To be honest, Su Mo felt a little pity for this zombie now.

He had just left the coffin of souls, and before he could vent his strength, he was whipped so hard that he almost lost his wits on the spot.

Heiwuchang looked down at the zombie from a high position, and murmured.

Su Mo circulated the true qi into his ears, and only then did he hear clearly that he was asking the zombies where the rest of the requiem coffins were.

Zombies are originally without sanity.

But under the shackles of Heiwuchang, he forced his seven souls to gather together, and managed to regain some simple sanity.

"In...the depths of the tunnel...the remaining...eight requiem coffins...are...in."

The seven souls of this zombie were hooked out of the body by Heiwuchang with shackles, and he finished speaking this sentence intermittently.

Bai Wuchang swung the mourning stick in his hand, and the zombie and its seven souls were smashed to pieces with one blow of his stick!

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Hei Wuchang withdrew his shackles and hooked himself to the soul coffin.

The Soul Requiem Coffin was overturned under the shackles, all the black water was loaded up, and then the coffin lid was closed.

The whole coffin was locked by Hei Wuchang's shackles and held in his hands.

The two Wuchang turned their heads, glanced at Su Mo, and signaled him to follow behind and not to leave.

Then he walked towards the depths of the tunnel.

Su Mo nodded, indicating that he understood.

It's just that he passed by the place where the zombie's body was broken, looked at the only pile of black ashes left on the ground, shook his head and sighed, with a look of regret on his face.

It's a pity that I didn't have much chance to make a move from the beginning to the end, and the impermanence of black and white is not considered his strength, but just a helper he found.

Otherwise, if he took these two fierce gods for a stroll around a certain place where Yin gathers, wouldn't his merit be able to go up to the sky in a wave?

 …  

Heiheiwuchang turned his head and took a look, then stopped and waited for him.

Su Mo just sighed inwardly, not ashamed to make others wait, so he followed quickly.

.........

It was already late at night.

In Yizhuang.

Uncle Jiu was offering incense to the patriarch tablet in front of him, while Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai sat beside him and copied scriptures.

"Master."

Wen Cai shook his sore arm: "We've already copied the Taoist scriptures ten times, is it alright?"

"Can't!"

Uncle Jiu snorted coldly, and stared back at the two of them: "Do you know how much trouble you have caused this time? Don't even think about ending it if you don't copy the scriptures five hundred times!"

"Except for eating and sleeping, just copy it for me!"

The two looked at each other and sighed at the same time.

at this time.

Suddenly there was a hasty knock on the door: "Uncle Nine! Is Uncle Nine here?"

"I'll open the door!"

Qiu Sheng quickly threw away the pen and rushed to the door.

Wen Cai's movements were not as fast as his, so he could only watch Qiu Sheng go out, sighed and continued to copy with his head down.

As soon as the door opened, Awei with a rifle on his body rushed in.

"Captain Awei." Qiu Sheng was a little surprised, "Why are you looking for Master so late?"

"Something happened!"

Awei happened to see Uncle Jiu in the living room, and pushed Wen Cai away: "Uncle Jiu!"

Uncle Jiu turned his head: "What's the matter?"

"Zombie!"

Awei pointed to the outside, the light shining brightly on the sweat on his forehead: "There are a lot of zombies coming outside the town! The other priests have already rushed over!" Only then.

Chapter 292

Renjia Town.

All the old and weak women and children had been gathered in the town office, and the remaining strong men, together with the security guards, all held torches and blocked the outside of the town.

Everyone is equipped with a large number of corpse talismans.

Numerous strange things have happened in Renjia Town in recent years, so that the townspeople have been ill for a long time, and they responded immediately, and no one fled in fear.

In front of the townspeople, stood a large number of figures in Taoist robes, each of whom had a few apprentices with them.

Various formations on the ground are properly arranged, and several Taoist priests are standing behind the gossip table and doing it.

And in the darkness in the distance, a large number of figures rushed towards the direction of the town bouncing around.

"Senior Brother Lin!"

Following Uncle Jiu's arrival, all the Taoist priests present took the initiative to salute.

With Shi Jian's death, among the disciples of Maoshan, Uncle Jiu's seniority is the highest.

"What's the matter?" Uncle Jiu was already wearing Taoist robes and holding a money sword.

Qiusheng and Wencai also followed behind him with magic weapons.