Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

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Just when the dragon-slaying zombie rushed over, Messer, who had been praying with his head down, suddenly jumped up, shaking his sleeves.

Puff puff!

Silver dots of light flickered in the dark night, they were dozens of hundreds of thin silver needles!

However, a paper man suddenly appeared in front of Su Mo, blocking all the silver needles.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, I thought you didn't dare to make a move!"

Su Mo sneered, and a dozen paper figurines appeared, surrounding the dragon-slaying zombies.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of paper figurines appeared suddenly, and rushed towards Maiser with a big knife in their hands.

"you do this delibrately!"

Messer let out a low growl, and quickly backed away.

"Nonsense, if I didn't intentionally give you a chance, how could I attract your hand?"

When Su Mo gained power, he threw another seven or eight paper figurines into the sky.

Turned into a normal human size in mid-air, then held a knife and landed on the top of Messer's head.

Messer was startled and quickly backed away.

Just retreating left and right like this, but still approaching the church hall, behind is the blood-red vortex three evil positions.

Su Mo naturally discovered this, but he didn't break it.

Instead, he gathered the paper figurines and stood there, looking at Messer from afar.

"Messer, you..." Father Wu stood up and stared at him angrily: "What do you want to do! Why did you attack Mr. Su?"

The so-called depth of love, responsibility.

Meser was raised by him since he was a child, and Father Wu had long regarded him as his own son.

Now that something like this has happened, how can you not be angry and frightened.

It's just that Messer looked at Father Wu a little strangely, with a weird smile on his face.

"Do you really think he is Messer?" Su Mo said suddenly.

"What do you mean?" Father Wu was confused for a moment.

But what happened next made his face change drastically.

Messer put his hands behind his back, as if he was unbuttoning something.

Then slowly, the skin on his body wrinkled together, and was finally ripped off completely!

Standing there was a short, thin man in a black robe.

With sunken cheeks and sunken eye sockets, he looked skinny, like a skeleton.

His black mustache and white hair make it impossible to tell his age.

He wasn't Messer at all, he just used some kind of evil secret technique to put Messer's skin on his body!

"You... you... Where is Messer? What happened to him by you?"

Father Wu's lips were trembling, and he asked with a pale face.

"Messer?" The short and thin man glanced at the human skin on the ground, and let out a shrill and ugly laugh: "This kid is called Messer, his skin is here, what do you think of me gone?"

Even though he was prepared in his heart, when he heard the other party say it himself, Father Wu still couldn't stand still and fell limply on the ground.

The short and thin man skipped past the priest and stared at Su Mo: "Tsk tsk tsk, watching the whole town turn into zombies, so this is the disciple of Maoshan, Su Mo, you are really cruel."

"It's all because of you that they turned into zombies." Su Mo was not angered by his words, but said calmly, "As long as I kill you and avenge them, I will understand the cause and effect."

"Kill me?"

The short and thin man seemed to have heard something funny, he laughed and said: "You solve your own troubles first! As for me... hehe, I will not accompany you!"

After saying this, the short and thin man turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the bloody vortex.

At the same time, he threw out several blood-red talismans and stuck them on his body.

A woman's soul faintly emerged from these talismans, howling desperately, but still unable to break free from the shackles of the talismans.

Obviously, these are the souls sealed by him, and they are used to open the way for the three evil spirits!

Seeing the whirlpool getting closer and closer to him, the short and thin man couldn't help showing a happy smile on his face.

As long as you can pick the things raised in it and swallow them, your evil skills will be accomplished in a short time!

Then with the help of the power of the three evil positions, it is completely possible to repel the two Maoshan disciples, and then leave safely.

But it's time to find a remote corner to hide for a while, and when the skills are fully integrated, the world is so big that he is not allowed to roam.

Maybe, you might even have a chance to glimpse the legendary realm of immortality!

However, the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Just as the short and thin man reached the door of the whirlpool and was about to fly in, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Cut him!"

Immediately afterwards, a paper figure suddenly jumped out of the vortex, the big knife tore through the air, and slashed at the short and thin man.

The short and thin man had been immersed in his fantasy just now, but now facing such an unexpected attack, he had no time to react at all, so he could only move his body sideways as much as possible, avoiding the vital parts.

Click!

Blood gushed out, and one arm was chopped off by the paper figurine's big knife.

However, this is not the end, just the beginning.

Before he landed, the second paper man rushed out of the vortex, and then slashed at him with a big knife.

Then came the third, fourth, fifth, sixth... Dozens of paper figurines jumped out of the vortex one after another, slashing fiercely in the air with big knives.

It seems that it is not the position of the three evil spirits at all, but the old den of the paper man!

The short and thin man was stupefied by the chopping at this moment. Both arms disappeared, and his body was covered in bloodstains. There was even a chop on his neck, which almost chopped off his head.

It's just that I don't know what kind of secret technique the short and thin man used. Only half of the neck is connected to the head, and he is not dead yet.

But it's almost as if he's not dead.

Two arms were cut off, a white knife was still stuck in the dantian, only half of the neck was left, and the blood began to dry up slowly.

Unless he has the shocking secret technique of reversing life and death, it is basically impossible to survive with this kind of injury.

Su Mo didn't give up at this time, and dozens of paper figurines surrounded him with big knives.

The short and skinny man obviously recognized his own (Li De's) situation, and laughed miserably: "...I never thought...that I would die in the hands of a brat like you."

"Or it should be said... as expected of a disciple of a famous sect, even if he has practiced for decades less than me, he can still crush a wild way like me."

When a person is about to die, his words may not be good, but they will be true.

What the short and thin man said at the moment was obviously his sincere emotion.

Although the famous sect has abundant resources, the threshold is very high.

A sect like Maoshan accepts apprentices once every few decades, and may only accept a dozen or even a few people each time.

And there is no such thing as assessment, it is completely selected by the elders on the mountain to enter the world of mortals, or to worship a certain person from Maoshan who came down the mountain as a teacher, and become a reserve disciple.

For example, Qiusheng and Wencai.

More people who are eager to practice magic, because they cannot enter the real Taoism, end up going astray and taking the path of the evil sect.

The short and thin man in front of him was obviously one of them. .

Chapter 135

"A mistake is a mistake, and a sin is always a sin."

Su Mo was unmoved, and ordered to those paper figurines: "Cut."

Confession or something, let's save it when I go to hell.

And Su Mo's mission is to send him to the underworld.

"Win the king and lose the bandit, of course there is nothing to say!"

Seeing those paper figurines rushing towards him, the short and thin man laughed wildly.

He took out a black dagger and stabbed himself in the heart.

Blood gushed out in an instant, and the short and thin man knelt on the ground, his face full of pain, but he smiled grimly at Su Mo: "I'm dead, you have to come and be buried with me!"

"Since I can't swallow it, let it swallow us all!"

He exploded his self-cultivation in a self-defeating way, and abruptly sent the surrounding paper figurines flying hundreds of meters away.

And that black dagger was made of unknown material, blood dripped along it, forming a mysterious blood-colored magic circle on the ground.

The magic circle emits a faint light, which echoes the vortex in midair.

The vortex spun rapidly in an instant, and the three evil spirits surged, and there seemed to be some kind of strange roaring sound coming from inside.

The moment the magic circle took shape, the short and thin man had already lowered his head and completely lost his breath.

It's just that there is a faint shadow floating out of his body.

That is his soul!

The soul of the short and thin man quickly flew towards the three evil positions.

He still has one last solution, which is to completely integrate his soul with the thing he raised!

But this is a method of last resort, once successful, he will completely become a monster.

But now there is no choice.

However, what he never expected was that.

Just when his soul flew to the entrance of the vortex... Another paper man jumped out of it!

"Su Mo, you fucking..."

"Pfft!"

Before he could finish his sentence, the big knife in the paper figurine's hand fell, completely cutting off his soul.

Su Mo has always been a person who likes to stay behind.

Regardless of whether this backhand is useful or not, there is definitely no harm in keeping it anyway.

So he didn't let all the paper figurines jump out just now, but left the last three in the vortex.

Unexpectedly, it really came in handy.

However, the evil cultivator's soul is a small trouble, and the three evil positions are a big trouble!

Just before Xie Xiu was about to die, he used a certain formation to completely arouse the three evil spirits, causing them to go berserk immediately.

Suddenly, a huge attraction came out from the vortex.

Ordinary people cannot perceive this attraction, because it is only aimed at the evil spirit between heaven and earth.

In the distance, the body of the Dragon Slayer Zombie who was still fighting with Uncle Jiu and a dozen paper figurines froze suddenly.

It stood there in a strange posture, as if it was tightly bound by an iron chain.

With its head turned upside down, white air flows out from its nostrils, mouth, ears, and even eyes, and all of them are attracted in by the swirling Sansha vortex.

"Ow—"

The dragon-slaying zombie roared frantically, but it couldn't struggle at all, it could only stand helplessly, letting its evil spirit be quickly swallowed by the vortex.

After dozens of breaths, the body of the dragon slaying zombie was actually thinning and drying up quickly.

In the end, it turned into a pile of white bones scattered on the ground.

The zombie's body is formed by the fusion of Yin Sha, flesh body, and seven souls.

Now that the Yin Sha has been devoured, the body and seven souls dissipate naturally in an instant, leaving only a useless skeleton.