Resurrection: The fusion of the wine sword fairy and demon slayer is exposed by the school beauty

Ling Hu Chong heard that the Holy Maiden of Shushan challenged the Wine Sword Immortal

, and after discussing with Ma Ling'er, the two rushed to Gaojiazhuang together.

Halfway through the journey

, Ma Linger's disciple Xiaodang had an urgent matter in the unrepentant bar, and had no choice but to do so.

In order to save the only apprentice who was pleasing to the eye, Ma Linger immediately set off back to Shengjing.

Once again, he ordered Hu Chong to go to Gaojiazhuang to find the wine sword immortal, this was the first drinking friend he met after going down the mountain, oh no, good friend.

Remembering that above the void of Linjiang City, Jiujian Immortal was not afraid of danger

and

chivalrous and courageous, so he rushed at him with this strength, and Ling Hu Chong decided in this life that he had made up his mind

to support Jiujian Immortal unconditionally!

What about the Shushan Immortal Sect, what about the woman

, daring to bully and insult his friend, hum! Look at how he scared her into doubting life

! "Heh! Out of the customs

?" "The world is invincible

?" "I've seen shameless, I've never seen such a shameless person

!" "Also, it's not right to be so ugly and scary

!" "Think you will become a fairy if you wear white clothes?" It's just a green onion in your nose!"

Linghu

Chong said it in one breath, and he didn't even breathe.

"You!"

Sun Miaomiao's face turned into colorful paint, red, white, orange, green, blue, purple, unchanged.

trembling with anger, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the drunk man in front of him, so angry that his voice split:

"You!Wine Sword Immortal?"

"Hmph!"

I couldn't say anything.

"What

?" "Wine Sword Immortal?" "Is it him?"

When the surrounding monks heard the name of the Wine Sword Immortal

, they all cast curious glances.

"Haha

!" "Ling Hu Chong, a disciple of the Xiahua Mountain Sect, don't dare to pretend to be a wine sword immortal!" Everyone

listened, and looked carefully, although this person looked drunk

, but he was holding a wine jar in his hand, and I heard that the magic weapon of the wine sword fairy was a wine gourd.

Linghu Chong poured a sip of wine, leaving time to discuss the "Tao" with Sun Miaomiao, and

the people who listened directly applauded

...

At the same time, Qin Fang, who was missed by everyone.

Walking in the Qinling Mountains.

He staggered and stumbled out of the ground.

What he is carrying in his hand is

his magic vessel for making wine and storing wine - wine gourd.

Raise your head to the sky and pour a sip of wine, stride forward a few times, one kilometer at a time.

There was drunkenness in his eyes, and he was really helpless.

I never thought that

he, who was a human being in two lives, would also do this thing.

However, his target is not gold, silver, jewelry, jade, calligraphy and painting.

It's the wine that lies deep underground.

Not all tomb owners will hide wine,

and not all the wine that accompanies the burial can be preserved to this day.

Stay until midnight.

Qin Fang, who was wandering in the mountains and forests looking for wine, suddenly heard a great movement from underground.

Along with it, there were bursts of corpse roars.

For a while, Qin Fang was refreshed and instantly refreshed.

The first time he heard the thick roar of the corpse.

Fortunately, he was not excited: "Great!"

The words fell, and he hurriedly dodged and flew towards the source of the sound.

......

In the dark and dim tomb, I saw a white-haired old man

, holding a long sword, fighting with a zombie.

And the zombie was dressed in a sapphire blue Qing Dynasty official uniform.

Fierce air, bubbling and rolling.

The naked face and claws were still glowing with a little silver.

In the dim burial chamber shone with a white light.

Qin Fang's eyebrows were overjoyed, and he unconsciously raised his eyebrows upward:

"Oh Huo!" "

Silver Armor Zombie King?" "Great!"

I saw that the corpse qi around the Silver Armor Zombie King

kept surging.

At the corners of the mouth, two long fangs are exposed.

In the cold eyes, it was like a beast with red eyes

, crimson devouring people

, and outside the corpse qi, supporting the field.

Sure enough, he

had already transformed into the realm of the Silver Armor Corpse Emperor.

It also has the same wisdom as people.

When he was fighting fiercely with that old man, he even said:

"You old Mao Daoist, you have been chasing and killing General Ben for hundreds of years

, and you are tired if you are not tired of General Ben!" "Now that General Ben has reached the realm of perfection

, today is your death!" "General Chen, I let you escape from the hands of Lao Dao a hundred years ago, and if I don't chase and kill you today, Lao Dao is unwilling!

I will not let you be a disaster to the world!"

This white-haired old man is none other than Mao Xiang, the master of Nanmao

Mountain, and Mao Xiaofang, the originator of Nanmao Mountain.

Since ancient times, the world has known that the south is the hair and the north is the horse.

I didn't think he'd be alive.

As famous as the exorcist dragon clan Ma family, he took the disciples of the Maoshan Warlock to subdue the zombie king in the general's tomb

, and caused a big explosion in the battle, killing and injuring most of the disciples, and only the eldest disciple Mao Xiang escaped.

He disappeared along with the zombie king general Chen.

During this period, in order to eliminate Jiang Chen, he has been tracking the zombie king Jiang Chen from all over the world.

When the enemy meets, his eyes are extremely red, and he will not die!

If it weren't for this, he would also be a person who could sit side by side with the old heavenly master of Longhu Mountain.

Practicing for a hundred years can be regarded as an old way.

"You old Mao Dao people, now you are more than 100 years old, why are you so obsessed with this general!" The

zombie king general Chen was extremely helpless in his heart, he was annoyed by this old way for more than a hundred years!

Qin Fang secretly smacked his tongue when he heard this.

If it weren't for the relationship between Lao Dao and the Zombie King, he would have wondered if the two were doing it.

This cultivator is just like the old heavenly master of Longhu Mountain, the abbot of Tianmu Tianqiu in the north and south, the heartless master of Hanruo Temple, a

hundred-year-old person, and his spirit is still shining.

They all have their own missions

, just like the exorcist dragon clan Ma family, and they all take it as their mission to kill the zombie king.

Originally, the strength of the two was comparable, and the Nanmao Shanmao Patriarch was slightly superior.

Otherwise, he would not have chased and killed for a hundred years, and he would still be alive and vibrant.

But now it's completely different.

In today's world, ghosts and demons are recovering.

With the right time and place, the zombie king has cultivated the dust removal into the space realm, and it has reached a complete realm.

At this point, the two handed over.

It is better than Patriarch Mao, who only has the realm of Dacheng, to catch up with him.

In addition, the zombie king itself is immortal, injurious and indestructible.

The two fought hot, and for a while, they were also familiar with each other equally.

It's just that with the consumption of time.

The zombie king general Chen has gradually gained the upper hand.

I saw its burly figure begin to teleport like a feather.

Back and forth, left and right, up and down

, the impermeable claw attacked, and caught Ancestor Mao with extreme ferocity.

One by one, it has been entangled for more than a hundred years.

The eyes of the two are red, and they have long put life and death aside, either you die or I die.

But after all, Patriarch Mao is not as young and vigorous as he was back then.

Now that the blood is withered, it is long gone.

Coupled with the Heavenly Devouring Recovery Qi, the strength suddenly increased by a realm, and faintly, there was only the power to parry.

But according to his experience in the battle between the zombie king general Chen Bainian

, he is not too embarrassed, and he is still at ease.

For the outcome of the defeat, it is also only a matter of time.

One by one, the fight is inextricable.

Soon it was hit from the main burial chamber to the front room, and then to the side hall.

It is even more to destroy so many valuable funeral goods.

Qin Fang admired the two of them very much at first, and it was rare for the masters to fight.

It doesn't matter what kind of gold, silver, jewelry, jade, painting, jar, porcelain, etc. But

Ke, Qin Fang suddenly smelled a strong smell in his nose -

"Ahh