"Don't run!"

Uncle Nine didn't care about the corpse, and hurriedly chased after him, leaving Ah Wei and the others stunned in place, not knowing what to do.

"Captain, Uncle Nine has run away, what should I do?" a big-headed soldier asked, looking at Ah Wei.

"What nonsense, Uncle Nine is going to catch the murderer. "

You guys go find me some lychee wood and burn this corpse for me!" Ah

Wei glared at him, and then according to Uncle Jiu's instructions on the road, he collected the lychee wood and prepared to burn the corpse.

On the other side, Uncle Nine had already caught up with the voyeur.

When he saw who was peeping, his face suddenly became ugly.

"Sure enough, as I guessed, Ah Yuan is afraid that there is trouble. "

The one who brought Uncle Nine here was the feng shui master who turned into a zombie.

He obeyed the orders of the old lady Ren and killed people in the town to get Uncle Nine to leave Yizhuang, and dragged him as long as possible.

Uncle Nine is in a very bad mood now, and he can't wait to rush back to Yizhuang immediately.

He originally thought that even if he won the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, nothing would happen with Zhang Yuan.

But now, Old Lady Ren has sucked the blood of a feng shui master, and his strength will inevitably increase greatly, Zhang Yuan may not be able to stop it, and even he will have an accident.

"As a Taoist priest, I don't want to support the righteous path, do evil everywhere, and now I am dead and bring disaster to the world, it is an unforgivable sin!" Uncle Jiu looked at the feng shui master with an angry face, eager to crush his bones and scatter ashes.

"Today, I will represent the Daomen, represent the righteous path, and correct the Fa on the spot!" Uncle

Nine pulled out his peachwood sword and stabbed towards the feng shui master.

Since the feng shui master was also a Taoist priest with high mana before, after turning into a zombie, his body was not as stiff as other zombies.

He crossed his body, dodged the peachwood sword, and wanted to attack Uncle Nine with his sharp nails.

As a result, Uncle Nine turned around and dodged, and was slashed in the chest by the peachwood sword, splashing countless sparks.

"Roar!"

the feng shui master let out a painful wail, and took a few steps back, his mouth constantly gasping, but the attack of the peachwood sword did not hurt him.

"It didn't work. Uncle Nine frowned, and said secretly in his heart.

Then, he took out the money sword from his bag, the peach wood sword in his left hand and the money sword in his right hand, and attacked the feng shui master at the same time.

At the beginning, the feng shui master could still rely on his body's resistance to the Dao method, and he fought back and forth with Uncle Jiu.

But soon he fell into a disadvantage, the money sword contained the power of the most masculine and strong, and every touch would burn his body.

Moreover, the wounds cut by the money sword, the corpse qi were all isolated, and they could not heal themselves.

After more than a dozen rounds of fighting, the feng shui master's body was already covered with scars, and the corpse qi continued to drain outward along these scars.

Although Feng Shui was a cultivator before his death, the Taoist aura on his body was swallowed by the corpse qi after death, which mutated and gave him resistance to magic.

But his physical strength is a little stronger than that of ordinary ironclad corpses, and his strength is particularly limited.

Now he was seriously injured and couldn't even stand up, half-kneeling on the ground, his eyes still staring at Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Nine put away the peachwood sword, looked at the feng shui master with an indifferent expression, bit his fingers, and smeared the blood on the money sword.

The money sword, which was stained with the blood of the ninth uncle's boy, emitted a golden light in the moonlight.

As Uncle Nine chanted the spell, the money sword turned into a golden ray, and quickly stabbed towards the feng shui master.

The zombie body of the feng shui master is like a piece of tender tofu under the money sword, which is easily pierced.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

As there were several loud noises in the Feng Shui master's body, countless sparks burst out from his body.

As the last breath of corpse qi erupted, the feng shui master turned back into a corpse and lay straight on the ground.

Uncle Nine put away the money sword, walked to the feng shui master's side, and shook his head: "You can't live if you do your own evil." Then

he took out a ignition charm and threw it at the feng shui master, and the body was instantly engulfed in flames.

He glanced around, made sure there was no combustible, and ran quickly towards Yizhuang.

On the way, I happened to meet a group of people led by Ah Wei to catch up.

"Ah Wei, take care of the corpse in front of you, and when the corpse is burned, extinguish the flames, and there is a fire to burn the mountain.

Ah Wei and the others only saw that a figure quickly crossed in front of them, leaving a word.

........................

In the courtyard of Yizhuang, Zhang Yuan was sitting on the steps, recovering his mana, while staring at Old Lady Ren, in case he suddenly broke out and broke the formation.

"Roar!" Old

lady Ren, who was trapped by the protective shield, stared at Zhang Yuan angrily, as if he was going to tear him apart in the next moment.

"Okay, stop screaming, it's too deafening. Zhang Yuan covered his ears and glared at Mrs. Ren angrily.

Both sides stared at each other, as if they were going to kill each other with their gaze.

Suddenly, Old Lady Ren shook her body and took a few steps back.

"Why, I was scared by my glare. Zhang Yuan immediately laughed, but secretly began to be vigilant.

For Old Lady Ren, he didn't treat it as an ordinary zombie, and no one knew to what extent its wisdom had developed.

When the old lady was about to retreat to the edge of the protective cover, it stopped, its head raised high, and its mouth opened wide.

After that, Old Lady Ren's body began to shake strangely, and her eyes kept rolling.

The thick green veins on his body burst out with dark green light, and the green light flowed from the veins, and finally converged on the neck of Old Lady Ren.

Old lady Ren's mouth was like a chimney, and it began to constantly emit corpse gas, and soon it was covered with the entire protective cover.

"Suffered!" Zhang

Yuan looked at the corpse qi blocking the golden light, his face changed instantly, and he thought to himself: "Not good!" Under the

effect of corpse qi, the golden light not only could not erode Old Lady Ren's skin, but also was completely offset by corpse qi.

Moreover, these corpse qi will also inhibit the speed of the formation's self-healing, making the consumption of copper coins and treasures faster.

"No, we have to find a way!" Zhang

Yuan couldn't help but drum in his heart as he looked at the copper coins that were constantly being consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

[Ding!The system upgrade is complete, and the intelligent voice system is turned on again!]

"System, you're finally back!" Zhang Yuan heard the voice he hadn't seen for a long time, and suddenly burst into tears of excitement.

"

Don't talk nonsense!"

Zhang Yuan directly interrupted the system, the situation is critical now, but there is no time to discuss these things.

"System, what should I do now to defeat Old

Lady Ren?" [Ding! Zombie detected (Old Lady Ren), the level is Bronze Armor Corpse King (suspected mutation)!]

[System suggestion: Due to the huge gap between the strength of the host and the other party, please hurry up and run away. According

to the host's words and deeds, the system estimates that the host will not agree to escape and start re-planning...

] [Ding! The plan is successfully planned!] [

System suggestion: The golden light of the protagonist's protective body is continuously input into the formation, so that the power of the golden light is greatly enhanced, and the zombies can continue to be trapped. [

Success rate: 30% (Since zombies have intelligence, it is likely to stop the host with all their strength and forcibly break the formation)]

"There is only a 30% chance. Zhang Yuan's heart sank.

With such a low probability, it's even worse than 50%!"

"

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