Reborn Zombie Supreme

[Corpse Armor]: Silver Armor (Promotion: Arhat Relic 0/1; Unbone: 0/1)

He Cheng's broken copper armor suddenly changed its appearance in an instant, wrapping his whole body like mercury and turning into thick silver corpse armor in a very short period of time.

Jumping stiffly and wearing silver corpse armor!

"What the hell!"

The few people who were captured behind him looked at him in horror, confused as to what was happening.

"I need a helper!"

He Cheng ignored the struggles of the seven or eight living people, slit their necks, and hung them on the silver-armored corpses.

The blood fell on the silver-armored corpse, covering it and dyeing it red. The corpse armor seemed to have countless small mouths, swallowing all the blood beads into the body.

The pursuers have arrived!

door,

Two one-foot-tall monsters fell to the ground,

What hung on the steel fork in Niu Tou's hand was He Cheng's ghost-immortal clone. He jumped stiffly and was penetrated, and the ghost-immortal's body was scattered!

Even though He Cheng was able to regenerate his limbs, this ability only focused on his main body. When the clone died, he was dead.

What a pity for the ghost fairy clone...

He Cheng cursed bad luck and controlled the seven or eight corpses with his mind to explode into bloody dregs, not only covering himself but also completely covering the silver-armored corpses!

"No! Stop him!"

The bull's head and the horse's face are on the same level,

The bull-headed steel fork stabbed He Cheng in the back, and the horse-faced mourning stick also hit his head!

They guessed that there must be someone with great ability behind the jumping zombies. At this moment, they looked at the two ancient corpses that had just been unearthed in the museum. They were terrified, lest they might unleash some evil spirit that would bring disaster to the world!

Ding!

The steel fork left a white mark and stopped.

Niutou's face changed drastically. He was a bronze-armored corpse a moment ago, but how could he turn into a silver-armored corpse in the blink of an eye? Moreover, the corpse he was feeding blood about to wake up was also a silver-armored corpse!

The mourning stick was about to fall on He Cheng's head, and he raised his hand to grab it. Even though his knees softened, two ravines opened up on the floor tiles under his feet, and the ground separated with a "bang". His feet, holding the mourning stick, actually kicked the ground in half. !

The silver armor was slightly dented, but the jumper wearing the corpse armor was not injured.

What a silver-armored corpse!

The two ghosts with a bull head and a horse face looked at each other, took back their weapons and wanted to fight a second time.

Bang!

The silver-armored corpse smashed the booth beneath him with a casual palm, slowly opened his eyes, and finally focused on He Cheng, who was also a silver-armored corpse.

"Did you wake me up?"

This was the first time he saw the silver-armored corpse, which was as weak as a jumping stone.

Huhu——!

The wind was blowing hard.

The mourning stick rushed to attack, and the horse-faced Rakshasa, who was ten feet tall, smashed down with his stick. The wind caused by the stick caused bursts of children to cry, and the sound of mourning for the bereaved daughter penetrated the crowd.

The zombies were in front of them, and two evil ghosts were chasing them from behind. The silver-armored corpse could tell the difference between friend and foe in an instant.

He raised his arm to block it, and there was a "boom" like a hammer falling on a copper bell. There was a buzzing sound. The silver-armored corpse swung its arm, and the horse-faced Rakshasa almost lost the stick!

He grabbed the steel fork in Niu Tou's hand. After being pushed by Niu Tou and taking two or three steps back, he actually pushed it with his backhand, causing Niu Tou to tilt back!

Over and over again, the steel fork was snatched into his hands by the silver-armored corpse.

Level 68 - Silver Armored Corpse

In terms of realm, he is even worse than the horse-faced Rakshasa, but a suit of silver armor can withstand him and fight him to death!

"Zombie Demon, you'd better not meddle in the underworld's case!"

The bull's head threatened with a cold face. When he spoke, he was still exerting force with his hands, but he saw the steel fork in the silver-armored corpse's hand vibrating crazily as if it was alive, but he couldn't break away from the silver-armored corpse's hand.

Zombies only have this corpse, which is just hard and powerful, but it takes both of them to the extreme.

Even low-level zombie dogs are not afraid, but high-level zombie dragons will run for their lives!

Ma Mian stood aside with a mourning stick in his hand, a pair of animal eyes locked on He Cheng, and a stick could smash his zombie body to pieces, which would make all his souls fall apart!

The silver-armored corpse paused and was about to think, when he saw the weak-spirited silver-armored corpse flying out beside him. He dodged the horns with a punch and hit the cow's head door. When the bull's head was tilted back to dodge, he bent over and locked his legs with a scissor kick!

Riding on the bull's neck!

Both fists fell heavily and hit the back of the cow's head, like a hammer hitting an iron ball.

"Moo!"

Niu Touhou took a move, raised his head and roared and grabbed his back with his big hands. He picked up the mourning stick and pointed it accurately at He Chenghou's heart.

For a time, He Cheng was surrounded by two underworld ghost generals.

"The bull-headed Abang is so strong that he can climb mountains"

The fist fell on He Cheng. He Cheng knew that hiding was useless. He was wearing corpse armor and scratching the bull's head desperately. He could injure him by a thousand even if he lost eight hundred to himself!

The horse-headed Rakshasa demon holds a mourning stick in his hand, and a sinister wind sounds behind him.

The mourning stick is similar to the ordinary red paint stick, but it is much more powerful. Like a stick poking into the mud, the stick left dents in He Cheng's silver armor.

"I heard that the Great Demon God came here to rescue you from seclusion. Are you planning to see me die?"

"Great Demon God?"

Upon hearing his master's name, the thoughts on the silver-armored corpse's face immediately disappeared.

Everyone is a zombie, and he also spread a lot of news back then. Maybe his subordinates who heard the news will find their own clan to save them.

The silver-armored corpse grabbed the horse-faced Rakshasa mourning stick with one hand, raised his hand and punched the horse's head, turned around and threw it away. The one-foot-tall monster was thrown out by the little man in silver armor and slid to the ground for twenty years. How many meters away!

…

The car stopped in front of a building.

"This is the ghost hunting shop!"

Everyone got out of the car and walked into the building led by Officer Lin.

"Knock, knock," Officer Lin knocked on the door.

"Who?"

A lazy voice came from inside: "Forget it, Xiao Longnu, go and open the door!"

"Why, I won't work for you!"

"you!"

Hearing the voice, he became anxious: "Then I'll let you go, love~, open the door, otherwise you won't get the money!"

Goosebumps fell all over the place.

"Xiao Longnu, go!"

"I know, love love~"

Creak, the door opens.

"Instructor Lin?"

"Miss MAY, long time no see." Lin Zheng nodded and greeted her: "Are you a ghost hunting company here?"

"Yes, Ai Ai works here now, please come in."

A group of mermaids poured through the door.

"With so many people, it's a big business?" The man sitting on the boss's chair slapped the table excitedly.

Unexpectedly, after entering the door, these people all rushed to Meng Chao and started talking very familiarly.

"What a big business, it seems there is no business." The man shook his head and sat back in his seat, and started to settle accounts...

…

"Am I...the reincarnation of a heavenly being?"

"Yes, ghosts and gods have pointed out that the way to destroy the Yin-Yang Corpse lies in your company!"

The sound of the calculator stopped, and the man sitting on the boss's chair stood up with a smile: "That's right, no matter it's a yin-yang corpse, a foreign devil's corpse, a thousand-year-old corpse, or a ten-thousand-year-old dragon corpse, in short, we hunt ghosts The company can handle it! Can we talk about the price first?”

"What are you talking about? They are my friends!"

"Friends? Friends are like food, okay?" The boss knew that he had to rely on Meng Chao to make money, so he turned back to the boss' chair and sat down, clicking on the calculator.

"Instructor Lin, you know how capable I am. How can I fight against zombies that you can't even defeat?"

"You can't say that. Maybe you were a swordsman more than ten lives ago?" Officer Lin patted his shoulder and sat down: "And the Thai Yin-Yang Corpse wants to kill Taoist Lin. We only need to wait for the Yin-Yang Corpse to come over. I know if you can do it."

"So careless?"