Reborn Zombie Supreme

Xu Zhenren, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the altar, stood up with his legs and looked at the visitor, his face suddenly turned red.

When he and his junior brother Wu Zhenren were shot and seriously injured by Marshal Cao, the white zombie they encountered was exactly the same as the black zombie in red robe in front of him.

"Hey! Hey! Zhizhi——!!"

Xu Zhenren's nephew swung his monkey's paw from side to side, grabbed his chin, turned around, grabbed a solid iron bar, and threw it at He Cheng!

With a "ding" sound, the iron rod wrapped in the wind was raised up to take it. The nephew grabbed the end of the stick and pulled it back. After three consecutive pulls, the stick did not move at all. Instead, He Cheng waved his hand, and the stick and the man fell to the ground. Spin around and roll away into the pit.

He Cheng grinned and scratched the head of the man with short hair, "It turns out he is an acquaintance."

"You can talk!"

"Who said zombies can't talk?"

"Whoosh" The iron rod compacted the wind, and in a sudden sneak attack, it turned into an iron whip and hit the back of He Cheng's head.

The title is "Monkey King, Monkey King". Whether it is Sun Monkey or Six-eared Macaque, they can't stand others ignoring them. The stick was fast and hard, and three big watermelons were hit side by side, and they were all sure to explode!

The muffled sound came again. It turned out that He Cheng raised his right hand and made a fist and smashed it on the iron bar. The hard impact of his fist on the iron bar should have broken the bones and resulted in a one-sided victory. This collision subverted people's common sense!

The fist only shook slightly, but the iron rod buzzed and trembled, knocking over the nephew who was grabbing the rod.

"If you were the real Wukong, I would definitely not be able to defeat you, but unfortunately you are a fake practitioner. I'm afraid Sun Wukong's monkey hair can't compare to that." He Cheng glanced at the Taoist boy who fell on the ground, and then jumped towards Master Xu. This Taoist priest in tattered clothes is the highlight!

When one person freezes or touches, sparks fly!

Xu Zhenren had a mahogany sword, a magic talisman, and glutinous rice in his hand. A large jar of black dog blood was placed at his feet. On the table were corpse-killing money, a three-inch red rooster's blood, and a pot of boy's urine.

There was a continuous flow of magic tricks, and He Cheng's body was suddenly on fire, and suddenly there was electricity.

What He Cheng relies on is that the zombie body is immortal, infinitely powerful and indestructible. No matter how violent the storm, I will remain as motionless as a mountain!

The physical fist knocked away the strong wind and fierce flames, moving forward indomitably!

"Let's go!"

Tao Mujian picked up the bottom of the black jar and killed a big dog. The blood squeezed out hit He Cheng head-on, and he had no time to hide.

The blood smelt bad, and He Cheng shuddered when it was poured on his body. He felt as if he had just been picked up after falling into the water, and his whole body felt weak.

"This is an old black dog of thirteen years. I'll kill him today to give you a taste! Xiao Wu, senior brother, I will avenge you today!"

Xu Zhenren gritted his teeth, held the mahogany sword in his right hand and thrust it at the bloody zombie. He knocked away He Cheng's right hand that was blocking his face, and "sliced" it down from top to bottom with a flick of his wrist.

The peach wood sword filled with mana and glowing with spiritual light touched the black and stiff fur, just like a knife cutting through pig skin. The first cut is difficult to get in, but once the cut is done, it's like cutting paper quickly, and the stroke is smooth to the end.

"dumb--!!"

Heizheng, who was about to be injured by Xu Zhenren's sword, suddenly turned into a group of people shouting and throwing themselves into the sky.

Xu Zhenren drew his sword. There was a strand of red cloth hanging on the mahogany sword and the smelly zombie poisonous blood. Only two footwells were left on the spot, and there was no trace of the black zombie.

Crows "croaked" hovering in the sky, but Xu Zhenren was helpless.

He had missed it. The gods could not imagine that a black zombie could transform into a bird and escape to the sky.

The black feather hides under the dark clouds, making it difficult for ordinary people to detect the traces of the crow.

"Uncle Master!!"

The screams came fiercely. Xu Zhenren turned his head and saw three or four evil ghosts crawling out of the ground. They dragged the nephew who was lying on the ground and dragged him underground inch by inch. He Cheng had already beaten the magic spell of praying to the gods. After losing his breath, the fake monkey king no longer knew where he was.

"evildoer!"

Xu Zhenren slapped the table and turned over. He picked out the starlight with his mahogany sword and stabbed it four or five times. The starlight "swooshed" coldly, scattering the three evil spirits hugging his nephew!

Only then did he realize that they had set up a large magic circle to lure He Cheng to appear. At this time on the hill was... a hundred ghosts walking at night!

A man with a crooked smile and selling "burning human flesh" while carrying a pole.

Delicate, charming female ghost dragging her belly.

A ghost child running all over the mountain holding a windmill.

They were all attracted by the moonlight aura, ready to eat human flesh and drink human blood.

Two big living people are in danger now!

…

He Chengyi jumped into the muddy pool and tore his red robe and trousers. The black dog blood was washed away when it hit the muddy water, finally allowing him to regain some strength.

"This young master also went to the mountain for a banquet?"

A pair of red embroidered shoes with peach blossoms came to the shore. He Cheng looked up: they had long legs, big breasts, and a small face.

With a smile that was a bit overwhelming, the woman's pale lips opened slightly: "Why don't you join me, young master? The living will be yours, and the dead will be mine!"

The long scarlet tongue swept across the lips, a bit bloody and beautiful.

"Gululu~"

There was a light rumbling in the woman's stomach, and she noticed it herself and covered her face shyly.

"Snapped!"

He Cheng jumped out of the muddy water, pinched the woman's neck with his tiger claws.

"How dare a starving man come here?"

With a pinch, the crisp sound of breaking celery came from the woman's neck, "Crack!"

Waving his hand, He Cheng turned into a bird and flew to the top of the mountain.

…

Red-faced, white-faced, green-faced, black-faced.

The evil ghost with teeth and claws was leaning against his shoulder, and his toes were touching the heel of the previous ghost. He looked up to see the darkness.

Xu Zhenren's Taomu Jian had long been captured by evil spirits. At this moment, he looked like a star who had just gotten off the plane, with crazy fans in front and behind him.

A lonely tree cannot support itself.

If it weren't for the killing weapons such as Nuomi and boy urine, Xu Zhenren might have gone to hell together with his nephew.

"Having a concert? Get out!"

The loud shouts were like rolling thunder, and the thick black corpse air dispersed into a fine mist, covering the group of ghosts, and a scream was heard.

Wearing a torn red robe and wearing a tough grin, Heizong stepped on four or five evil ghosts and landed in front of Master Xu.

Thousands of hands and claws stretched out from all directions to scratch at him.

Heizheng smiled ferociously and ignored it.

Suddenly, Xu Zhenren saw Heizheng saying to him, "You are mine!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and let out a roar like a tiger or a wolf. His palm was like a shovel, and when he hit it, two or three ghosts were flattened.

There are dozens or hundreds of ghosts, how can I kill them all?

[Moving Object] was activated as his eyes widened, corpse energy surged, and an evil ghost was picked up as light as nothing and landed on He Cheng's mouth. The corpse opens its mouth and eats it easily.

"It's great! It's a pity that it's too slow!"

No matter how powerful the ghost is, he can only eat one in one bite.

In this way, all the ghosts were eaten by him at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The top of the mountain was finally quiet, and the moon pillar had long since dissipated.

Xu Zhenren, who was half-kneeling on the ground with his sword in his hand, looked up at Heizheng, whose zombie aura was as strong as a demon.

"Don't be too proud. I sent a message back to Maoshan a few months ago. You have already entered the eyes of thousands of comrades in the spiritual world. No matter what kind of monster you are, you will die!"

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