Zombie Contract: Get zombie bloodline and Taoist body at the beginning

Fang Yu has been practicing to restore his own mana and keep it in the most abundant state. When the time comes, the fairy soldier puppet he summons will be more powerful.

I hope it is a combination of my own abilities, not just the merit and virtue of the Taoist body, after all, the Taoist body is only the first level.

Midnight is approaching, and the three of them are outside the backyard. There is a huge pit in front of them, which is full of burnt ashes.

The wind has weakened a lot, and these ashes are swirling in the pit like a small tornado.

Fang Yu's forehead is covered with fine beads of sweat, and he is sweating while holding the fairy soldier puppet in his hand.

Seeing Fang Yu's nervousness, Kuang Guohua comforted him: "Brother Fang Yu, don't be nervous. We are not afraid of them when they are alive, let alone dead.

When they show their spirits, I will entangle them."

"Yes, we are zombies, we are not afraid of these low-level spirits without entities! Brother Fang Yu, watch me kill them with the peach wood sword later!"

Fusheng glanced at the peach wood sword stuck in the ground in front of him and clenched his fist.

Although he was still young, he still remembered the revenge of his father's murder.

Fang Yu let out a long breath, looked at the pit in front of him, and there was a strange breath flowing out, and said: "Get ready, they are about to appear!"

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding air became cold and mist escaped.

These mists condensed but did not disperse, and spirits walked out vaguely from them.

Sixty spirits appeared, and the surrounding temperature dropped again.

Kuang Guohua rushed forward, his speed almost turning into an afterimage. As soon as a spirit stepped out, it was hit by Kuang Guohua's punch.

"Brother Kuang is too powerful!"

Fusheng clapped his hands, forgetting his fear.

At this time, the scattered souls began to gather again, and the long spears and bayonets stabbed at Kuang Guohua.

"Brother Kuang, be careful!"

Fusheng pointed his right hand at the peach wood sword in front of him.

Buzz!

The peach wood sword flew up, turned into a stream of light, and killed the spirits in the pit.

One of the spirits was stabbed by the peach wood sword, and white smoke billowed out of his body. His face was extremely hideous, and finally his body turned into a green flame and disappeared.

But there were too many spirits, and they were extremely sensitive. After Fusheng killed one, the rest of the spirits were cautious and tried not to be stabbed by the wooden sword.

Several of them stepped out of the pit and ran straight to Fusheng.

"Immortal Soldier Puppet!"

Fang Yu held the puppet, infused it with mana, and threw it out.

The puppet flickered in the air, the runes on the puppet's body surged, and the puppet turned into an immortal soldier in the silver light and fell to the ground.

The immortal soldier held a spear, wore silver armor, had strong features, and growled: "Kill!"

The spear shot out like a dragon, instantly piercing the chest of a spirit, and the chest immediately had a silver flame burning and spreading.

The spirit screamed, and its body was burned by the white flame and soon turned into ashes.

Seeing this, Fang Yu was slightly relieved. The silver-armored immortal soldiers he summoned could stop these spirits.

Kuang Guohua entangled about thirty spirits, and blasted them away with punches, and these spirits continued to regenerate.

The immortal soldier puppet also fought fiercely with more than ten spirits, and it was impossible to kill them all in a short time.

There were still twenty spirits coming in the direction of Fang Yu.

Fu Sheng was sweating profusely and said, "Brother Fang Yu, these spirits are too cunning. They suddenly disappeared and I couldn't cut them at all!"

This was a little surprising to Fang Yu.

Every time Fu Sheng used his mind power to drive the wooden sword to cut, the bodies of these spirits became transparent and disappeared, and the wooden sword cut into the air.

"It doesn't matter. You retreat behind me and wait for an opportunity. As long as they can't react, they will be cut by the wooden sword!"

Fang Yu roared after he finished speaking.

Drive the zombie bloodline, the pupils turned gray, zombie teeth grew in the mouth, and the nails on the hands turned black.

Fu Sheng, who had already turned into a zombie, was stunned when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that Brother Fang Yu was also a zombie.

At this time, a spirit had already stabbed with a rifle in his hand, and the tip of the knife was glowing with green flames.

The supernatural bullet can hurt the soul of a person, and this bayonet is probably the same.

Fang Yu dodged the attack by leaning sideways, grabbing the gun with his left hand, and taking out the ghost-killing talisman with his right hand and sticking it between the eyebrows of the spirit.

The yellow talisman emitted golden light and burned like a flame, and the spirit screamed in fear, which was extremely piercing.

Then the body was burned by the golden flame, from head to toe, and turned into ashes.

"Brother Fang Yu, be careful!"

Fu Sheng saw another spirit holding a spear and aiming at Fang Yu.

He immediately drove the peach wood sword to kill these spirits.

These spirits knew the power of the peach wood sword, so they had to put down their guns and avoid being killed by the peach wood sword.

But Fang Yu took this opportunity, waited for these spirits to reappear, and immediately took out the ghost-killing talisman, sticking to their heads.

Golden flames burned.

Fang Yu was in a good mood, and took out the ghost-killing talisman again, and found that the eleven ghost-killing talismans had been used up.

"Fusheng, give me the peach wood sword!"

Fang Yu roared.

Fusheng pointed his finger, and the peach wood sword flew straight to Fang Yu. Fang Yu raised his hand and grabbed it, and bravely killed the spirit again.

"Strange, why is brother Fang Yu, a zombie, not afraid of the peach wood sword?"

Fusheng raised his hand.

At this time, he was still a little scared. When his palm touched the peach wood sword, it was burned red.

Fang Yu held the peach wood sword and started killing.

Although Kuang Guohua was a green-eyed zombie, he did not fully control his abilities and could only use brute force to disperse these spirits.

After dealing with the surrounding spirits, the voice of the system sounded in his mind.

This was the reward for killing spirits. Even if he was stabbed by the sharp knives of several spirits, he was unaware.

The Immortal Soldier Puppet also killed about ten spirits, all of which were counted on Fang Yu.

However, those killed with the peach wood sword before resurrection were not counted.

So Fang Yu rushed into the pit with the peach wood sword in hand. As long as a spirit appeared, he would use the peach wood sword to cut it.

He was already familiar with this. As long as he used his magic power, the peach wood sword would be even more powerful.

The spirit that wanted to attack him was blown up by Kuang Guohua with one punch.

The two cooperated very well. In less than half an hour, all the more than 60 spirits were killed.

"Congratulations to the host, you have completed the task, killed a total of 61 enemies, and were rewarded with 6,100 merit points, with 10,600 merit points remaining."

The cold voice of the system sounded.

Fang Yu heard this and sat down in the pit, put away the peach wood sword, and panted.

His zombie form has retreated, and the time for the immortal soldier puppet has come. The silver-armored immortal soldier arrived in front of Fang Yu, with silver light flashing around him, and turned into a wooden puppet again, and was put into the Xumi ring.

"Is it solved?"

Kuang Guohua jumped up from the pit, looked around, and found that the temperature around him had returned to normal, and no more spirits were seen.

Fang Yu stood up, patted the dust on his body and said, "It's over, we can go back to the charity cemetery to rest first."

The three entered the charity cemetery from the backyard, and when they arrived at the main hall, Fang Yu was suddenly startled.

"Did you find anything wrong?"

Fang Yu asked.

Fusheng shook his head and said, "There's nothing wrong. Did the villagers come back to life? We are all zombies, and there doesn't seem to be anything to be afraid of."

"No, Fusheng, didn't you notice that a few bodies were missing?"

Kuang Guohua reminded.

"Ah? Oh no, my father's body is gone!"

Fusheng clenched his fists, and a look of panic appeared on his face.

"Ding, the side quest is triggered. Find the body stolen by the mountain elf and you will be rewarded with a random treasure chest."

The cold voice of the system sounded.

"Fortunately, it was stolen, not a resurrection."

Fang Yu remembered something in his mind, and his face changed slightly.

This mountain elf is proficient in the power of transformation. Madonna tried to catch him several times but failed.

If I go to find the mountain elf myself, will I meet Madonna?

No, I can't let Fusheng and Kuang Guohua go together, otherwise if Madonna finds out that he is a zombie, she will definitely not let him go easily.