Zombie simulation, I was burned by the ninth uncle again

A puff of smoke was instantly generated, covering the valley.

However, before they could breathe a sigh of relief, Nintendo rushed out unscathed and grabbed the nearest fifth-grade land master.

"Hoohoo!"

Nintendo roared excitedly, sticking out four sharp fangs, biting the neck of the fifth-rank land master.

"not good!"

Beside the Laoshan Earth Master, a fifth-grade Earth Master who is good at body skills gleamed with golden light, leaped into the air, and quickly rushed towards Nintendo.

His purpose is very clear, to save their fellow disciples.

"boom!"

Nintendo, who was about to suck blood, was hit on the head directly, and his body retreated a few steps. Several Laoshan masters rushed to save their fellow disciples.

"The three of you quickly set up a formation to trap him, and leave the thunder and fire to us!"

These Laoshans staggered in shape, took out the magic weapon from the sect, and surrounded Nintendo.

The division of labor is obvious, and they want to find a breakthrough.

"Finally we're here!" Outside the valley of the Corpse Mountain, a faint light flashed, it was Uncle Jiu who hurried over.

"Brother!"

A little Taoist who was hiding in the distant mountains and watching the excitement suddenly yelled at Uncle Jiu.

"Junior Brother Zhong, why are you here?"

"A theater watcher!"

Suddenly, above their heads, a silver light and a golden light continuously collided with each other, and Ren Mu and Qinglong Tianshi were fighting hard.

Ren Mu, who is extremely powerful, has the power of thunder on his fist, fast speed, strong penetration,

And Qinglong Tianshi is in charge of the golden light and thunder method, holding a whisk in his hand, just like a fairy god.

For a moment, the two of them were in mid-air, and neither could do anything to the other.

"This zombie can fight like this with a celestial master, is it already the ancestor of the sixth-rank zombie?"

Daoist Zhong has a long mouth, and his eyes are full of disbelief.

He could sense that the two masters in the sky would not be able to reach them even if it took a few lifetimes.

"It's still fifth-rank flying stiff, there is no breakthrough, but it shouldn't be far away."

The blue light in Uncle Jiu's eyes flickered, and he had already seen Ren Mu's realm clearly.

"Wow, just a fifth-rank flying zombie can be tough with a sixth-rank celestial master. This zombie is an existence that defies the sky!"

"It really exists against the sky. I believe that in a short time, there will be another immortal sixth-rank zombie ancestor in this world."

Uncle Jiu, who had a slightly worried face, was now excited for Ren Mu.

He also didn't expect that Ren Mu's strength would grow so fast.

It is much stronger than when it dealt with the four Laoshan divisions last night.

"Ow!"

At this time, in the valley, the blood on Nintendo's body was shining, and he roared frantically that he had been trapped by everyone in Laoshan.

Three fifth-rank land masters, arranged to form a three-talent land net, will trap Nintendo tightly!

No matter how hard Nintendo is struggling, even if it is infinitely powerful.

It could only be a stalemate with the Laoshan Taoist priest, and for a while, no one could do anything to the other.

After all, Sancai Diwang is good at trapping people.

But there is no way to kill the enemy. Using a talisman to attack Nintendo, it falls on the body, but it has no lethality at all.

"Brother, when did there be a fifth-grade flying zombie here?"

Taoist Zhong looked at Nintendo in shock.

With one against five, this is also a powerful zombie, definitely much stronger than the flying zombie recorded in the Maoshan classics,

"That's that flying stiff relative in the air, and his strength is not weak!"

Uncle Jiu shook his head slightly, he never expected that Ren Mu would use Nintendo to hold back these masters.

Fighting against the super powerful Nintendo, it is the most suitable as a meat shield.

Even if it is a celestial master, it is difficult to suppress him.

At this time, Ren Mu, who had almost exhausted his body energy, fell from the air and landed on the ground.

Suddenly, the billowing air swarmed in, and the body that was a little tired just now returned to its peak.

"Haha, Xiao Xiaofei is dead, his corpse energy is exhausted, I will give you another chance!"

"Kneel down and surrender, or you will lose your wisdom and become a corpse slave."

Seeing this, Celestial Master Qinglong thought that Ren Mu couldn't hold it anymore, and a smile appeared on his face.

No matter how powerful a fifth-rank flying zombie is, the energy contained in its body is still much weaker than that of a sixth-rank celestial master.

Just talk about the corpse gas data.

Ren Mu is about ten times less than Qinglong Tianshi.

However, Ren Mu's standing still shocked Master Qingliang.

If it wasn't for bringing out the magic weapon whisk, it would really capsize the gutter.

A mere fifth-rank zombie, under the burst of full strength, was able to temporarily possess the combat power of the ancestor of the sixth-rank zombie. He was able to fight him for hundreds of rounds, and even suppress him.

If it weren't for the explosive power just now, if it couldn't last for a long time, Master Qinglong would feel that he was getting old.

His strength has receded so badly that he is even ready to call his teammates.

At this time, Uncle Jiu, who was standing on the sidelines watching the play, suddenly had mana surged in his body, and he came in front of Ren Mu in a flash.

Streams of Earth Qi poured into his body, forming a black and white transparent eight formations in his hands.

"This Mr. Ren is the elder Keqing of our Maoshan, and this is also the jurisdiction of our Maoshan!"

"Senior Qinglong, you have crossed the line."

When Uncle Jiu opened his mouth, he raised the name of Maoshan Ancestral Court, and wanted to use this to force Qinglong Tianshi to retreat.

"Where is this going to be sung?"

Seeing Uncle Jiu standing in front of him and saying that his guest from Maoshan, Zhang Lai, was here, Ren Mu was stunned.

As for Uncle Nine appearing here, it was not surprising.

After all, everything here is under his control.

However, when did Ren Mu become the guest minister of Maoshan?

"Could it be that Uncle Jiu thinks that I'm not the opponent of that veteran, and wants to use Maoshan's name to help?"

163, Maoshan Keqing?

, Zombie simulation, I was burned by Uncle Nine again

Ren Mu narrowed his eyes, with a trace of gratitude showing on his face.

See the truth in trouble!

He had helped Uncle Jiu a few times before, but it was just for the sake of surviving and wretched development.

He really didn't expect that Uncle Jiu would jump out to protect him at this time.

"Maoshan Keqing, a zombie who harms the world, will be your Maoshan elder"

At this moment, Master Qinglong sneered.

Now that the matter has come to this, even if the two five-rank flying zombies have really been recruited by Maoshan, so what.

Maoshan Xiyun Celestial Master has been defeated by the ancestor of the sixth-rank zombie, Hanba. He was seriously injured and could not go out of the mountain without training for a few years.

Now, how could Celestial Master Qinglong just stop there.

"Get out, Maoshan junior, if you dare to stop this deity, I will kill you together!"

The golden light shone on Qinglong Tianshi's body, but he had used the golden light and thunder method to the extreme.

Behind him, countless lightning powers condensed into a sea of ​​golden thunder, ready to pour down at any time to drown the enemy.

The monstrous aura instantly oppressed him, enveloping Uncle Jiu, trying to force him back.

In fact, Laoshan Celestial Master also knows that he is wrong, and it is okay to grab things on other people's chassis.

But taking advantage of people's dangers, killing people and getting more goods, that's not justified.

Taoism has been passed down for thousands of years and has a long history.

No sect does this.

Unless it was absolutely necessary, Celestial Master Qinglong really didn't want to attack Lin Jiu.

"Senior Qingfeng, I have already notified Master Xiyun in Maoshan."

At this time, Uncle Jiu, who was holding up the eight formations with both hands and bearing the mighty force on his body, was gritting his teeth and insisting, but his legs did not take a step back.

At this time, Uncle Jiu was already a fifth-rank earth master.

It was already impossible for Master Laoshan to force him back just by his aura.

And the Master Xiyun he was talking about was of the same generation as Master Qinglong.

It is a sixth-rank celestial master in Maoshan, ranking sixth on the list of Taoist celestial masters, which is much higher than No. 11 of Qinglong celestial master.

If it wasn't because of the drought that severely injured the Celestial Master Xiyun, the Celestial Master Laoshan would not have broken into Maoshan's territory so presumptuously.

"Xiyun, junior, don't beep and beep here. You think that you are qualified to stand in front of a heavenly master after you have cultivated a fifth-grade earth master. How dare you stop me?"

At this time, a ruthless look flashed across Qinglong Tianshi's face, and a killing intent was already in his heart.

The Maoshan disciple in front of him is only 40 years old, but he has already become a fifth-rank earth master.

This kind of talent is much stronger than he was back then.

If this junior is given another few decades, it will not be a problem to become a sixth-rank celestial master!

Such an excellent disciple turned out to be the true biography of Maoshan.

Moreover, among the younger generation of disciples in Laoshan, none of them can touch the threshold of a fifth-rank earth master.

"Boom!"

Celestial Master Qinglong thought, and the sea of ​​thunder behind him instantly poured down.

He wanted to drown Uncle Jiu and Ren Mu together in a sea of ​​thunder in one fell swoop.

In this way, even Celestial Master Xiyun has nothing to say.

"Shameless!"

Seeing this, Daoist Zhong couldn't help standing up and yelling.

It never occurred to him that the celestial master of Laoshan actually used the big to bully the small, and really killed the master of Maoshan.

In Taoism, using the big to bully the small, and attacking the juniors of other sects, this will cause public anger.

Which sect has no junior disciples, and if the junior disciples have not grown up, they are no match for the previous generation of Taoist priests.

If all sects in the world behaved like this, it would not take many years for the orthodox lineage of the major sects to be broken long ago.

"Gossip in the early days has no form or shape!"

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu's face changed greatly, the aura of a sixth-rank celestial master alone was already too much for him.

Now, under the full blow of Master Qinglong, I feel like a flat boat in a raging wind and waves, which may sink at any time, and I can't even find the bones.

However, Uncle Jiu still didn't take a step back, and instinctively used his best defensive powers.

With the influx of the power of the earth's veins, the Eight Diagrams map in his hand instantly expanded, blocking Lei Hai's front.