Reborn Zombie Supreme

The big day for the old demon from Montenegro is coming in a blink of an eye.

A red flower tied with paper hangs on the large plaque of "City of Wasted Death".

The white lantern with the words "death in vain" was replaced with red paper, reflecting the blood at the city gate.

The 80,000 Yin soldiers were also equipped with red belts, and the Yin energy exuded joy, which was very permeable.

“What a delicious wine”

A strong man led his horse to the front of the city.

He walked differently than ordinary people, with black gas coming from his head and feet, and from his mouth and nose.

"May I ask which king it is?" The fat guy at the door flicked the book and asked.

"He's from Mount Tai, his surname is Hu"

"King Hu, please come inside..."

"No gift, ninety-nine heads are given." The monster surnamed Hu opened his mouth and spat out ninety-nine heads, men, women, old and young, and they piled up into a hill in an instant.

The fat ghost wiped the non-existent cold sweat on his head and said, "Haha, please come inside, please come inside..."

When Taishan King Hu entered the city, the fat ghost quickly called people over, "Carry them away, carry them all away!"

This butterfly monster from Mount Tai is not here to congratulate you, but to establish your authority.

After a while, another skinny Taoist came over, dragging a three-foot-long dead snake. There was a round hole as big as a palm on the snake's head, and blood was gurgling from the brain.

A stream of blood formed along the path.

"May I ask which king it is?" The fat ghost took a deep breath and looked away from the dead snake with difficulty.

"Donghai, surnamed Wu" the skinny Taoist smiled strangely.

"The congratulatory gifts are here. Someone will collect them. Please take a seat inside!"

When the monsters from Jiangxi, Henan, Hebei, Anhui, and Zhejiang saw what these two were doing, they all tucked their tails between their legs and obediently presented them with some century-old genius treasures, and some even caught two wild boars and dragged them here.

The city of Fusi does not reject anyone who comes, even if you have an egg, you can enter the city.

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"Zhiyo~"

"Master, it's time for you to change your clothes."

Gongsun Jiuniang opened the door and came in, holding a set of clothes.

Black clothes and a red belt with a huge red flower on it.

"Jiuniang, who is here?"

He Cheng didn't even glance at the groom's outfit.

"The Centipede from the East China Sea, the Nanshan Weng, and the Taishan Butterfly Monster have all arrived. I heard that Grandma Dryad will come with the sedan chair."

"Master, the guests outside are almost impatient. It's time for you to change your clothes and go out."

Jiuniang urged him again.

"Is Zhong Kui here?"

"General Yuan went to invite him personally." Gongsun Jiuniang shook his head.

"Are you not sure why I planned to kill these guys and invited Zhong Kui here?"

He Cheng turned around and grabbed the groom's suit and looked at it.

"Yes" Gongsun Jiuniang nodded.

"I only trust two people at this party."

"who?"

Gongsun Jiuniang was also curious.

"Wude Xingjun and the God of Plague, they come with bad intentions and will definitely kill me." The thoughts of others are unpredictable. Those who are hostile may not take action, and those who are friendly may not be helpful.

"If you don't believe Zhong Kui, why did you invite him?"

"Because... Lord Wude Xing doesn't believe in Zhong Kui either."

It is against the law of heaven for a god to attack demons without authorization, and Wude Xingjun does not believe Zhong Kui, so naturally he has concerns about taking action.

Either kill Zhong Kui together and destroy all traces of his body, or hope that Zhong Kui won't talk nonsense. The worst is to join forces with Zhong Kui and kill He Cheng.

The last possibility is not high. Even if he really wants to fight, he still has the means to escape.

The remaining monsters and monsters all have the character of a wallflower.

The marriage of the Black Mountain Demon is just the introduction, and the multi-party war that breaks out later is the highlight.

"Are you sure?"

He Cheng stared at Gongsun Jiuniang, waiting until her face turned red and she lowered her head in embarrassment before saying, "Not sure."

He has never seen Lord Wude Xing. Although the God of Plague is an idiot, he is also a god.

Coupled with the unseen centipede spirit and other demons, he was not only unsure, but also faced greater losses.

“It’s okay to go if you’re not sure.”

Mr. Wude Xing came here with bad intentions, and drinking the wedding wine was just an excuse. Without the wedding wine, he would still be beaten.

"It's time for you to change your clothes..."

Gongsun Jiuniang urged again.

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"This is the old demon from Montenegro marrying his hundredth concubine? Why didn't he see a female family member?"

An old man asked, leaning on a cane and standing next to two monsters who had not yet transformed into human form.

"I heard...the old monster from Montenegro is murderous, so he killed them all!"

"Yes, the bones were chewed into pieces. The pile of fine sand you saw at the door just now was leaked from his teeth!"

The old man chuckled, turned around and walked away.

The braggadocio of little monsters and monsters is not enough to be relied upon.

"Master Montenegro is here!"

As the sharp-toothed kid shouted at the top of his lungs, nearly a hundred demons and monsters in the city stopped talking and looked at the man who walked out of the hall.

Wearing a black robe with red flowers.

"This is the old demon from Montenegro. Doesn't it look okay?"

"I heard that the old demon of Montenegro relies on the golden sword ghost general. Without the golden sword ghost, he is nothing."

The two little demons beside him were talking and bragging again, and the old man shook his head. He could only feel the magic power on the other person, but he was only at the level of forming pills. It seemed that he was really a useless idiot.

When these demons and ghosts looked at He Cheng, He Cheng glanced at them without looking at them.

"Level 45 - Dryad"

"Level 46 - Hanged Ghost"

"Level 75-Butterfly Monster"

"Level 76-Iron-backed Centipede"

"Level 71 - Nanshan Weng"

"..."

There are hundreds of them, the lowest ones are over forty levels.

In his eyes, these demons are not guests, they are nothing but fat!

"Master Zhong Kui is here!"

Nanshan Weng, who had just picked up a glass of wine to drink, spat out a mouthful of wine.

The iron-backed centipede spirit and the butterfly monster were also stiff.

Zhong Kui, turned around and killed demons and ghosts.

"Why is he here!!"

Zhong Kui, who was level 87, burst into laughter and walked in. "Old Demon of Black Mountain, you picked me right and asked Lao Yuan to invite me to a wedding banquet! I came in a hurry and didn't bring anything with me. I gave you a pot of good wine brewed by the Yin and Yang Realm back then." You brought it!”

"Thank you, Mr. Zhong."

He Cheng took the wine brewed by the blood gourd and asked Zhong Kui to come to the table. He saw that all the demons, big and small, lowered their heads and remained silent. He knew that they were all very scared.

"Don't be restrained, everyone. I'm just here for the wedding banquet today. I didn't bring the blood gourd or the sword..." Zhong Kui clapped his hands.

All the demons breathed a sigh of relief.

Wouldn't it be easy for Zhong Kui to kill them without weapons? It's just that they haven't thought of this yet.

"Where is the bride?"

"Lanruo Temple"

"That smoky place." Zhong Kui pinched a peanut and chewed it into pieces. "It's okay to get married now. After a while, things will be over."

I'm afraid that in a while, not only Lanruo Temple, but also the City of Fusi will be destroyed.

"Wude Xingjun! Here we come!"

"God of Plague! Arrive!"

Two waves of divine power came forward, and the backs of some low-skilled brats were suppressed until they could not straighten up.

"Oh? You know a lot of people." Zhong Kui glanced at He Cheng, as if he had guessed what He Cheng meant by inviting him here.

Wearing gilt armor, a brocade crane cloak, walking on cloud-climbing shoes, and belting a demon-killing sword, the handsome general walked step by step into the City of Vain Death.

There was also a civil servant, half a step behind who was covered in yellow miasma.

The little demon who wanted to hug his thigh was already frightened. Why did Zhong Kui just come and then the divine general from the sky?

"Old demon from Montenegro, congratulations on your big day today! We don't have anything to give..."

Wude Xingjun "Cang Langlang" pulled out the demon-killing sword from his waist and inserted it on the wine table with a "puff" sound. "This sword has been with me for a thousand years, should it be a gift?"

There was a little demon next to him who was hit by the sword wind and flew backwards and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Level 82 God of Plague, Level 87 Star Lord of Martial Arts.