Zombies: Black magic automatically reaches full level

What's going on with these ghost soldiers?

One by one, the fierce gods are evil.

Looking at the momentum on his body, the weakest are all evil ghosts comparable to mages, and among them, there are many powerful ghosts comparable to archmages.

"What are you afraid of, these are Lin Feng's subordinates, and they won't harm you."

Lin Jiu saw that his body was trembling, and he faintly felt like he was about to fall to the ground, so he quickly stretched out his hand and pulled it.

"Subordinates?" Ma Ma was short of breath and looked at Lin Feng with a terrified gaze, "He... He is really our little junior brother. "

Ma Ma felt like he was about to collapse.

The little junior disciple who used to be as cute as a little white rabbit suddenly became vicious.

Originally, he thought that Lin Feng just turned into a hungry wolf.

Now it seems that the god's special hungry wolf, this is simply a vicious dragon.

"It's like a fake package."

Without waiting for Lin Jiu to speak, Lin Feng turned around and grinned.

"If he wasn't a junior brother, would you still have your life now?"

Lin Jiu glared at Ma Madi, saying that he was the true legend of Maoshan, and really lifted him.

"It's amazing, it's amazing, little junior brother, you will fly in the future, but don't forget senior brother."

Ma Madi's eyes reflected, as if he had seen the moment when Lin Feng reached the peak and pushed the enemy of the world.

"Haha, senior brother rest assured, when the time comes, we will eat fragrant and drink spicy..."

......

The speed of the ghost soldiers is very fast, and in a short time, the cemetery will return to its original state, if you do not dig it up, it is absolutely impossible to find that the coffin in it is empty.

......

"Lin Feng, walking forward from this side, over the mountain in front, it is no longer the realm of Xiangxi, nor the sphere of influence of our Maoshan, but has entered the territory of Qingyunguan.

Qingyun Temple, although not as good as our Maoshan, but also the Taoist system left by the Heavenly Master, has a deep background in the gate.

However, since the previous generation, Qingyunguan has begun to decline.

The previous generation of Guanzhu, I remember should be an archmage, but he was seriously injured for some reason more than ten years ago and died shortly after fleeing back to Qingyun Guan.

The current Guan Lord seems to be a young man in his thirties, and he doesn't know what his strength is, but where the age is, it is estimated that he is not strong. "

Ma Ma Di pointed to the mountains in front of him and introduced Lin Feng.

He guarded this side, and he was familiar with the situation on this side, but when he said it, he was the first to do it.

"In this way, Lin Feng, as long as you are careful and low-key, you should not encounter any danger in the sphere of influence of Qingyun Temple."

Lin Jiu nodded and continued to explain to Lin Feng: "However, beyond the sphere of influence of Qingyun Temple, further ahead, it is the territory of Dragon Tiger Mountain."

Dragon Tiger Mountain, just one side, is our Daomen Holy Land.

Zhengyi's strength is much stronger than our Maoshan.

If you enter their sphere of influence, you really have to keep a low profile. "

"Qingyun Temple... Together..."

Lin Feng's eyes were full of fighting intent.

Judging from the current situation, this world should be a comprehensive world of various zombie films.

Lin Feng is also unclear whether this world, in addition to fusing zombie films, has not integrated other film and television film plots.

However, there is no need to think about these much, after walking through and seeing, you will naturally know.

......

"Okay, send Jun Qianli, you must say goodbye in the end, two senior brothers, let's say goodbye, and when I cultivate to a great extent and have the power of self-preservation, I will come back to find you senior brothers."

"Well, when you are out alone, you must be careful, think twice about everything."

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back and take me to eat fragrant and drink spicy."

"Virtue—"

......

Lin Jiu and Ma Madi quarreled again.

Lin Feng, on the other hand, walked like a fly and disappeared at the end of the mountain road.

"Oh, I'm really a little uneasy."

Lin Jiu couldn't help but sigh, "In Xiangxi, if there is really something, we haven't helped yet, and if we go outside, we won't be able to whip it." "

"Cut, help, Lin Feng's strength, do you still need your help?"

......

In the dense forest ahead.

Wang Po and his party were already waiting there.

Old Lady Ren, royal zombies, and Nintendo are also there.

"Master!"

With the arrival of Lin Feng, everyone saluted.

"Hmm."

Lin Feng nodded.

Beside him, the figures of Dong Xiaoyu and the ghost soldiers were also revealed.

At the end of the tree, the beaver also flew down and landed on Lin Feng's shoulder.

Glancing at the demons in front of him, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart.

These subordinates are their own team.

Wait for the ghost soldiers under him to turn into ghost kings and ghost generals, and the zombies under his hands into zombie kings, flying zombies... At that time, he must have stepped into the ranks of heavenly masters.

At that time, he was a faction alone, but he would not be forced to flee like now.

"Xiangxi... Maoshan... Soon, I'll be back. "

Turning to look at the mountains and forests behind him, Lin Feng's eyes flashed a fierce color, and with a group of subordinates, he turned and left.

——

Walked through the deserted mountains and forests for three days.

On the evening of the third day, the full moon was high.

Lin Feng and his party finally walked out of the mountains and forests and came to a region where evil qi was hidden.

That evil qi is hidden deeply, if it weren't for Lin Feng's original great master of evil arts, and there were still a lot of evil spirits under his hand, I am afraid that he would not really be able to find the abnormality here.

On the tree hung strips of cloth that summoned spirits, and on the strips of cloth, there were also paper people.

Several tower urns that resemble tombs and not tombs.

This picture, how does it feel so familiar.

Lin Feng scanned the surroundings and couldn't help frowning.

Immediately, he waved his hand: "Check around." "

Suddenly, Wang Po and his party and a group of ghost soldiers scattered, each using their own means, and searched around.