Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

Su Mo only felt as if his chest had been hit by a meteorite, and even the armor of the Yellow Turban Warrior was shattered in an instant, and two big black claws pierced into its waist and abdomen.

Just like that, the centipede rushed forward against the strong man and Su Mo behind him!

"Peak of Earth Immortal!"

This was Su Mo's first reaction.

The power displayed by Purdue Cihang is too terrifying. I'm afraid that the old Montenegro demon in his peak period is here, and he will be injured if he is hit by it like this.

And Su Mo felt that all his ribs were broken, and the aura in his body was completely disordered.

Fortunately, with the merits in hand, he recovered from his injuries in an instant, and even the yellow scarf wrestler returned to his peak stage.

Although he was still unable to fight back and was pushed back by the centipede, at least he could barely protect himself for the time being.

Su Mo's previous guess was correct, this centipede is much, much stronger than the Black Mountain old demon.

All three of my spiritual roots were connected, and even the bloody thunder armor emerged, all the spiritual energy in the body surged, and the true energy was also turned into a rune and branded behind the yellow scarf warrior, and the black and yellow energy in the warrior's body was circulated to the limit.

This is already Su Mo's strongest strength.

But he still couldn't withstand the crazy collision of Purdue Cihang!

"puff--"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out.

Injuries continued to appear on Su Mo's body, and he was continuously recovered by gong.

Finally, after dozens of breaths, Pudu Cihang's strength gradually weakened, and finally stopped in place.

Su Mo's face was slightly pale, and the yellow scarf warrior stood in front of him.

"It actually blocked it." A dull voice came out, with a little surprise: "You don't even have the state of cultivating gods to return to the emptiness, and you can actually block it?"

"Not only can it block it, but it can also block it until you die." Su Mo smiled and wiped the blood from his mouth casually.

Pudu Cihang remained silent, his body actually shrunk slowly, as if preparing to return to his human form.

But Su Mo was always on guard, the real energy was boiling in his chest, ready to burst out at any time.

A dazzling golden light flashed.

Under the ground.

One is wearing an imperial robe.With clouds floating on his shoulders, a god holding a sword appeared in front of Su Mo.

Su Mo's expression froze: "You...you are so daring...you dare to pretend to be this one?"

In the original book, the golden Buddha appeared in front of Zhiqiu Yiye.

And the one who appeared in front of Su Mo at this moment was actually Emperor Zhenwu!

It has to be said that this is a great irony.

Because the full name of Emperor Zhenwu is: Emperor Zhenwu Destroying Demons.

Responsible for killing demons and demons, cleansing the world. .

Chapter 499

Demons come to pretend to be Emperor Zhenwu?

It's a joke to say it, but such an outrageous thing happened in front of your eyes, and this kind of chaos will happen in the Dharma-ending era, where the gods and gods are no longer, and the demons dance wildly.

"The so-called gods are nothing more than idols in the hearts of the world. Gods are high above, when have they ever looked at mortals? Mortals are nothing but ants to them."

"And this deity helps the country and praises Dafa, why can't you bear the word of god? You are a cultivator, and Emperor Zhenwu should be your belief. When you see this deity, why don't you worship?"

Pudu Cihang's appearance at the moment really looked like a god, and the echoes of his words echoed with incomparable majesty.

"Thank you?"

Su Mo was no longer astonished as before, but laughed instead: "Do you know which fairy gate I belong to?"

"Emperor Zhenwu is the big boss of the Heavenly Court, but not the patriarch of my lineage. In addition, I am a bit out of touch. The master told me at the beginning that I don't have much respect for the gods and Buddhas in the sky. If it is not for my lack of ability , I will kill you now."

"You also know that you are not capable enough?" Pudu Cihang lowered his eyes: "Then why do you want to block the deity's way?"

"It's not easy for you to cultivate yourself, so it's better not to die in vain."

It could tell that Su Mo was special.

Leaving aside the fact that his cultivation far surpasses the normal state of refining qi and transforming into gods, just relying on the inexplicable means of being able to recover immediately no matter how injured he is, is tricky enough.

Although it is easy to kill him, it takes time, and what it lacks most now is time!

"I'm not going to stop you here."

Su Mo had a smile on his face. It didn't look like he was about to go all out, but he just met someone he knew and chatted casually: "Based on the speed, Zhuge Wolong should have arrived in the imperial city by now."

"We both know what he is going to do, and I don't intend to pretend to be confused with you."

"In all dynasties, the national teachers of the imperial dynasties have been served by Xianmen, and there are no exceptions."

"Now Yan Guoshi broke up with Emperor Shenzong and was driven back to Maoshan. The position of this country teacher is vacant. Any fairy sect can send someone to sit, but you can't."

"In the end, you just sat down, that is, you have slapped the faces of all the immortals in the world. Now the big real person who wants to take your head off, I'm afraid he can't stop it with one hand."

Chatting, procrastinating?This suits Su Mo's taste.

Without the blessing of dragon energy, how could this giant centipede survive?

At the foot of the imperial city.

A place on the ground suddenly bulged up, and then the soil was flying, and the unkempt Zhuge Wolong came out from below, and the white air that blessed him also exhausted the last trace of energy, and disappeared in smoke.

His gray prison clothes were eye-catching at the time, but it was late at night, and the place was remote, so there was no one around.

Zhuge Wolong didn't dare to delay, knowing that the young man was still fighting the centipede spirit in the distance, and just after he got out of the ground, he ran towards the city wall while crawling.

"Master Patriarch, I've been unlucky all my life, so it's time for my wish to come true! If you're lucky, please help me out. At worst, I'll burn a few more paper girls for you during the New Year's holidays." !"

He said outrageous words, and his movements were unambiguous. He picked up a stone from the ground, pointed its sharp point at his wrist, and cut it off violently with his teeth gritted.

The warm blood flowed, and a few drops even splashed on his face.

Zhuge Wolong's painful facial features were twisted and taken, and the wound was pasted on the city wall.

The dark red blood turned into countless red threads, spreading in all directions along the city wall.

After these silk threads spread out for hundreds of meters, they seemed to touch something, and suddenly began to recede, retracting his wrist again.

"It's done!"

Feeling the backflow of blood, Zhuge Wolong suddenly raised his head and roared: "Thank you, ancestor!"

At this moment, the imperial city shook!

Countless golden veins emerged on the city wall, and these veins swam like living creatures, eventually forming a dragon pattern.

There was a roaring sound coming from the ground, vaguely, it seemed to be the chant of a dragon.

Since ancient times, the capitals selected by all dynasties have generally only three cities: Chang'an, Jinling, and Jingcheng.

If you look at it from the map, you will find that these three cities are actually on the same line.

This line is the dragon vein!

In the deep palace.

Emperor Shenzong who had just fallen asleep suddenly opened his eyes, feeling something in his heart, he didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he hurried out of the palace in his pajamas.

A large number of eunuchs and court ladies hurriedly waited on the left and right, but Emperor Shenzong stared at the direction of the imperial mausoleum in the distance, and whispered softly: "Dragon vein...who moved the dragon vein?"

At this moment, the entire imperial mausoleum was emitting monstrous golden light.

A looming golden dragon coiled over the entire imperial city, its eyelids trembled a few times, and then suddenly opened!

"hold head high--"

Qin Tianjian, a middle-aged man in an official uniform looked in the direction of the imperial mausoleum, his body trembling, his legs gave way and he knelt on the ground.

"Come here! Take me to see His Majesty... Take me to see Your Majesty quickly!"

Thousands of miles away, underground.

Once the yellow turban wrestler recovered, Su Mo's chin was covered with dark red blood, but he didn't have time to wipe it off.

The clothes on his body were torn, and the exposed muscles flickered faintly. Since the day he went down Maoshan, he had never been so embarrassed.

On the opposite side, the Emperor Zhenwu, who was transformed by Purdue Cihang, shone with divine light, and the sword in his hand flew up into the air again, rushing towards Su Mo with Sen Han's words.

"If you're not leaving, then never leave."

.........

Yan Chixia's muscles tensed as she looked at the old man in a white gossip robe and carrying a jade sword.

When the old man came, he had no idea.

The old man had a kind face, looked at him and said with a chuckle: "You are that Yan Chixia, I heard old man Zhang said about you."

old man zhang......

Yan Chixia subconsciously thought of the current head teacher of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Tianshi.

Celestial Master is not a title of realm, but a title of honor.

The fairy gate of Longhu Mountain is not called Longhushan School, because it is just the name of a mountain.

There is a Heavenly Master Mansion on the mountain, the real name of the Immortal Gate is Tianshidao, Longhushan Tianshidao!

Therefore, every head teacher of Longhu Mountain will be called a celestial master, a dragon and tiger celestial master.

"Lanruo Temple is gone, and this place has also turned into a lake. Why do you stick around here?"

"After all, it's just a thought." Yan Chixia responded.

The old man nodded and looked at a willow tree next to him.

The willow tree only has one root, and with one root, it is 700 meters long. One can imagine how big this willow was in its heyday.

It's just that the root tendrils looked scorched black, covered with cracks, and almost completely withered.

However, there are a few delicate willow branches growing from the roots, like newborns.

The old man walked over, gently folded off a willow stick, and held it (Zhao Zhao's) in his hand: "Okay, now this karma is fully understood, and Su Mo has nothing to do with it."

"You are the elder of Fellow Daoist Su?" Yan Chixia suddenly looked at the old man.

The old man nodded at him, smiled slightly, then turned around, stepped out, and the figure disappeared completely.

Underground resistance.

The sword galloped towards Su Mo's face.

The yellow turban wrestler took a step forward, and roared angrily, covering his chest with Xuan Huang's two breaths, and at the same time, his eight arms were interlaced to block in front of him.

puff-

The sword cut off the arm of the strong man in an instant, broke through the two qi of black and yellow, and appeared in front of Su Mo.

Su Mo's eyes were condensed, and the true qi in his chest had already circulated to the extreme.

Although this precious sword broke through the strongman's blockade, most of his own strength was consumed. He fought against it with a mouthful of real qi. Although he would be injured, he could intercept it.

But the most troublesome thing is Pudu Cihang.

Because its figure is like a ghost, closely following behind the sword.

As soon as Su Mo blocked the sword with a mouthful of real qi, it would instantly pounce and kill him! .

Chapter 500

"You think you can kill me like this!"

Seeing Pudu Cihang flying over from behind the sword, Su Mo let out a low growl.

He was never one to follow the rules.