Zombie: At the beginning, I was appointed by Uncle Jiu to open the museum

Seeing the flying corpse rushing towards him, Uncle Jiu didn't say a word, he unambiguously drew out the one-meter-long Soul Breaking Sword, and made a blow towards the opposite side.

Click!

Dropped with a bang.

Black ghost blood splattered instantly!

The flying corpse's head was cut in half by Uncle Jiu.

The black brains spurted out immediately.

The people hiding in the dark cheered when they saw this.

"Look! I still have Uncle Jiu!"

"Uncle Jiu is amazing!"

"I haven't seen Uncle Jiu during this period of time. I must have gone to practice somewhere. You crap, just say that he passed away."

"Ninth Uncle can't be bothered, he is a living Bodhisattva in our town!"

Seeing that Uncle Jiu came up and gave the flying corpse a savage blow, everyone immediately felt relieved, as if they had taken a reassurance.

Little did they know, they were happy too early.

Just when everyone thought that the flying corpse must have been hit hard this time.

I saw that flying corpse stretched out his hand directly, and forcibly tore off his own head that had been cut in half.

Instantly turned into a headless flying corpse.

Han Feng and Uncle Jiu were already standing back to back.

The two of them stared sideways at the flying corpse, not daring to take it lightly.

You know, the strength of this flying corpse has nothing to do with whether it has a head or not.

Even if they don't have a head, they can still absorb the Yang Yuan of Yang people through the respiratory organs in their necks.

To take human life!

Moreover, flying corpses are yang yuan that can absorb people from a distance. They don't have to bite people like other zombies, but use their mouths to suck blood.

In desperation, Uncle Jiu waved the Golden Dragon Whip.

He raised his hand and slapped the ghoul mercilessly.

Snapped!
The voice is loud and powerful, and it is resounding.

Immediately, a deep blood mark on Yin Corpse's body stood out.

Han Feng exclaimed, "Master, what kind of whip is this?! It's too powerful!"

After being with Uncle Jiu for so long, Han Feng has never seen this baby.

Uncle Jiu stared at the Yin Corpse, and said in a deep voice, "This is the Golden Dragon Whip, which was passed down from your ancestor! This whip can suppress extremely Yin creatures!"

"No wonder it's so powerful!"

Han Feng clicked his tongue secretly.

With this whip, you can even see the white bones on the corpse of the Yin Corpse.

"Master, hurry up and mend it a few more whips!"

Han Feng couldn't help urging.

Since this whip is so powerful, why not take the opportunity to throw a few more whips.

In this way, wouldn't the Yin Corpse just have to wait for death.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu threw the whip at Han Feng.

"This whip can't be swung casually! If you don't swing a whip, it will consume a lot of mana. The whip just now has consumed half of my energy."

When Han Feng heard this, black lines filled his forehead.

Looking down at the golden whip, he thought to himself, Master, are you serious?
You struggled to use this whip, you let me do it now? !
Han Feng didn't care too much anymore, he swung his whip and beat the flying corpse hard.

Snapped!
Another crisp sound.

Similarly, with this whip, the flying corpse was beaten to pieces again, and the bones inside could be clearly seen.

But in the same way, Han Feng's energy was consumed a lot.

Just now he was still able to speak out of breath, but now he is obviously struggling a lot.

And it's hard to hold a whip.

"Master, this whip won't have any effect on the flying corpses, but instead drags down our physical strength. It won't work if it goes on like this!"

Uncle Jiu nodded in response, "That's right."

Han Feng was speechless for a while, so why are you still taking out this whip? !
"Afeng, you stand here."

Uncle Jiu suddenly dodged and ran out.

As soon as he ran like this, the flying corpse was immediately enraged, and once again rushed towards Han Feng fiercely.

But Uncle Jiu was knocking on doors from door to door.

"Everyone get out of here, the town is no longer safe, you take the old people and children out of town!"

Uncle Jiu is really righteous!

At this moment, do not forget the folks.

only……

Have you thought about your disciples?
Qiusheng Wencai hid behind the stone pier at the gate of the security brigade, trembling.

Originally, when the master came, they felt more at ease, but now the master left them to evacuate the villagers.

Seeing Uncle Jiu coming to shout, the villagers hurriedly packed their things and prepared to run away.

After all, even Uncle Jiu was no match for the flying corpse, and the helpless villagers like them had nothing to do.

I can only run for my life.

……

at the same time.

While Uncle Jiu was evacuating the villagers, while Han Feng faced the flying corpses, the two jumping corpses that had just been suppressed also recovered.

All three zombies rushed towards him alone.

In desperation, Han Feng suddenly thought of an existence in his mind.

That existence is exactly the Taishang Laojun I met in the underworld before.

Han Feng slapped his forehead, "That's right! Didn't the Taishang Laojun reward me with a good corpse!"

"How could I have forgotten this!"

Han Feng directly began to recite the spell to summon the good corpse.

"Tai Shang Laojun, hurry as the law!"

When the spell comes out, the wind blows!
Suddenly, a boundless fairy fog appeared for no reason, and soon enveloped the entire market town.

This scene made all the people who were packing up and preparing to run confused.

Everyone looked towards the place where the fog was most concentrated.

Uncle Jiu was knocking on the door from door to door, and now he stopped dumbly, looking back for some unknown reason.

I saw that around Han Feng, there were more and more immortal mist gathered around him.

Slowly, within a few seconds, an old immortal appeared above Han Feng's head.

That old fairy, holding a dust whisk in his hand, with benevolent eyebrows and eyes, and his long fairy robe swaying in the wind.

Uncle Jiu was overjoyed when he saw this!
This old immortal is the good corpse of the Taishang Laojun!

This time, the flying corpse is going to die completely!

The wooden door behind Uncle Jiu was slowly pushed open, and a young man with a flustered expression said nervously, "Uncle Jiu, make way, you are blocking me."

Without turning his head, Uncle Jiu said firmly, "There's no need to run away, the zombie is about to die!"

The man resentfully unloaded the luggage from his shoulders, and muttered, "You are still standing here, how can the zombie die..."

Before the man could finish speaking, a loud 'buzz' came from tens of meters away.

Everyone looked up, and the scene in front of them made everyone tremble.

I saw an old fairy appearing on Han Feng's head.

And Han Feng's face also became very red, very hard, as if he had merged with the old immortal.

The old immortal swayed the whisk lightly in his hand, and the two spun like a spinning top.

The speed became faster and faster, and finally turned into a thin needle that was spinning rapidly, rushing fiercely towards the heart of the flying corpse!

Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, the horrifying flying corpse that was still looking ferocious just a second ago was instantly torn apart, turned into a bloody mist that filled the sky, and died completely.

This scene opened everyone's eyes.

And there was an endless stream of Chen Zan to Han Feng.

"God! I didn't look at you just now! Why do I seem to see a fairy?"

"I saw it too, the old god can ride the clouds and ride the fog!"

"It seems that Han Feng and that old fairy worked together to help us destroy the zombies!"

"That kid Han Feng really has face, he can find a god to help out?!"

"I'm convinced! Brother Han, please accept my knee!"

"I'm so excited, this is the first time I've seen a fairy in my life!"

"Thanks to Han Feng! I can see the gods with my own eyes in my lifetime!"

Uncle Jiu was in a good mood seeing the flying corpses being destroyed and hearing people praise his apprentice.

But what people don't notice is.

Just when Han Feng and Taishang Laojun Shanshi were dealing with the flying corpse, the other two jumping corpses jumped on the heads of Ah Wei and Ren Yingying.

Then he frantically poked the faces of the two of them with his nails.

Awei stretched out his hand to catch the opponent desperately, trying to throw the zombies on his head, but the two jumping zombies were beyond his control.

In desperation, the whistle to control the zombies also fell to the ground.

The jerky and violent temper was enraged, and he bit off Awei's hand in one bite.

His face was bloody.

Awei and Ren Yingying asked Qiusheng and Wencai not far away for help.

Seeing this, Qiu Sheng grabbed a wooden stick and got up to help, but was stopped by Wen Cai.

"Junior brother, are you stupid? Have you forgotten how this pair of dogs treated us before?!"

"You still want to help them now? Let them die!"

"This is because they deserve to die!"