"Fourth invite the body protector Xuanwu boy!"

"Calling the wind and calling the rain to show supernatural powers, magical weapons and fire, rushing like a law!"

Kim Jong-jung made a decent appearance, and if he had no mana, he had no mana. However, it is different now that Zhang Meiqian is helping him.

Yin Yinling patted the talisman paper, and saw him pointing with both hands:

"go with!"

The talisman papers in front of Jin Zhengzhong scattered all over the sky, circling around the crowd non-stop.

This miraculous picture immediately bluffed everyone.

"In the middle, be careful, something is not right today, the nearby wandering ghosts are coming here, more and more gathering!"

Zhang Meiqian's voice sounded in the ear of Kim Jong-jung, who was concentrating on the practice.

"Huh? No way! Could it be that what Aaron said is true? Never mind, after collecting so much money, the ceremony must be finished!"

Although he felt that something was wrong, but the money was collected, if he ran away today, he would not have to mess around in the future, so Kim Jong-joong could only bite the bullet and continue to do things.

On the other hand, the residents of Jiajia Building look like a group of people watching a movie.

They now very much believe in Kim Jong-jung, the so-called Xuanwu boy, who is so-called calm and calm. A group of people firmly believe that Kim Jong-jung, a liar, is a master, and they are not afraid.

As a result, people's hearts were settled, Yang Qi was strong, and the filthy air around them was sucked by Long Ao's side, so the group of ghosts couldn't get close to them for a while.

"Mommy, where's Brother Ping?"

"Hey, yes, why didn't Aping come, I remembered to notify him."

Wang Zhenzhen’s clothes were made by brother Ping and his family when she was young, by mother Ping when she was young, and by A Ping when she grew up. Over the years, the relationship is very good.

So when she found that A Ping hadn't come, Wang Zhenzhen volunteered to go up to find him.

At the same time, Yau Ma Tei Police Station.

"I have been a coroner for so many years, and the corpses I have seen are several thousand in size. I have never seen such a strange one!"

The coroner at the police station brought Ma Xiaoling and Kuang Tianyou to the freezer, and pulled out two corpses.

It was Zhang Meiqian and Pipi who were killed by Ping Ma.

"I have tested their subcutaneous tissue, and it turns out that there is not much pigment."

"I don't know how their bodies became like this. These black marks are like poison in martial arts novels."

Ma Xiaoling glanced at the two people on the bed, and said to the coroner, "Please push them over here!"

As she spoke, Ma Xiaoling opened the blinds, allowing the moonlight to directly shine on the two of them.

In the next moment, the two frozen people began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye. Within a few breaths, the two people rotted as if they had been dead for several months.

"How could it be like this!"

Seeing this, the coroner became anxious.

"Boss, what happened to my autopsy report?"

As expected of the coroner who deals with corpses every day, the first reaction when seeing this situation is not fear, but worry about how to write the report.

"Just write it as it is!"

Ma Xiaoling said indifferently.

"The black marks on the two of them are not pigment, but corpse gas!"

"The person who killed the two of them must have a strong corpse aura on his body, and that strong corpse aura has penetrated into the bodies of both of them."

"So, after the catalysis of the moonlight and the intensification of the corpse's aura, the two of them became like this."

The coroner felt a little funny: "Then you said, the murderer was a dead body!"

"Why, haven't you heard that strangers should not approach each other?"

After finishing speaking, Ma Xiaoling said to Kuang Tianyou: "Luo Kaiping's mother has a very strong body odor, which I have never seen before. She is very suspicious."

"Oops!"

Ma Xiaoling suddenly thought of something.

"Three days, if Luo Kaiping's mother really has a problem, then the people in Jiajia Building will be in danger today, Zhenzhen!"

After finishing speaking, Ma Xiaoling ignored Kuang Tianyou, left the morgue directly, got in the car and rushed to Jiajia Building.

"This impudent fellow."

Looking at the taillights of the car going away, Kuang Tianyou exerted all his strength on his legs, and then his figure disappeared in place.

As a second-generation zombie, his special ability is speed. Although he suffered from malnutrition due to not drinking living blood for a long time, his extreme speed is still unmatched among zombies of the same level.

Just when Ma Xiaoling arrived at the gate of Jiajia Building, Kuang Tianyou also came out from the alley next to her.

Ma Xiaoling glanced at him, but said nothing.

Chapter 51 Crazy Ascension

"Wow, what is that, so exaggerated!"

Ma Xiaoling, who had just gotten out of the car, looked up and saw something extraordinary.

The filthy atmosphere in the sky had already sank to the point where it was almost approaching the roof.

These are all small problems, but the big problem is that the uncountable amount of filth is pouring into a window on the top of the building.

In Ma Xiaoling's eyes and Kuang Tianyou's zombie eyes, the breath in the sky was like a funnel-shaped tornado, spinning and drilling into the window.

At this time, the Jiajia Building is no longer what it was at the beginning.

At the beginning, Long Ao sucked away a lot of filthy air, and the surrounding air was very thin.

The wandering ghosts are not interested in this place, even Kim Zhengzhong's paper candles are not so attractive to them.

But it's different now. As the sky gets darker, the filthy atmosphere between the heavens and the earth is more and more turbulent.

Long Ao not only couldn't finish absorbing the filthy air around him, but because of his attraction, a depression was formed around, and countless filthy airs flowed here.

With the direction, countless wandering ghosts are also gathering here.

At this time, Long Ao was sucking up his energy, he didn't know something bad happened, none of the people who did it had mana, so they couldn't see that there was something wrong.

When Ma Xiaoling came, the entire Jiajia Building was surrounded by countless wandering ghosts.

Everyone in Jiajia Building felt that the surroundings were getting colder and colder, although their firm belief prevented the group of ghosts from getting close for the time being.

But every time the wandering spirits around them pass by them, they will take away a ray of yang energy.

It won't be long before their yang energy weakens to a certain extent, and the ghosts will rush up and tear them apart.

Seeing Jin Zhengzhong who was still playing tricks, Ma Xiaoling got angry, strode forward and kicked the altar over.

"Has anyone ever told you that today is the San Po Sun, a group of ghosts come out of the cage, a day of great evil, you still have to open the altar and burn so many ghost paper candles, are you afraid that everyone will not die fast enough?"

Looking at the crowd surrounded by ghosts, Ma Xiaoling hastened to act.

"Dragon God's decree, Fengshen borrows the law, the enchantment of the sky, all laws must not be invaded!"

Fayin cooperated with the formula, and Ma Xiaoling threw a talisman into the sky.

As the talismans shined brightly, a faintly visible shield protected everyone.

Then Ma Xiaoling took out a bottle of spray from her bag.

"Zi!!"

Neighbors rubbed their eyes as the spray sprayed towards the crowd.

The neighbors who were sprayed by Niu Tear can finally see the environment they are in now.

"Ghost!!"×N

When they opened their eyes again, they only saw countless ghosts flying around them, but there seemed to be something blocking them, and they couldn't get close.

The neighbors had never seen such a scene before, they were so frightened that they fainted several times on the spot, their legs and feet were good, and they were about to run away immediately.

"No running around, if you dare to run around, you will die today!"

One word from Ma Xiaoling frightened the neighbors, making them not only afraid to run, but also afraid to move.

Looking at Kim Jong-jung who was so frightened and limp on the ground, Ma Xiaoling was also furious.

"Long Ao has already told you not to open the altar for three days, but you still have to choose today, and you have to be careful in deceiving people. If I come a step later, the neighbors will die or suffer a lot today."

"I'll settle accounts with you later!"

After all, Ma Xiaoling was going to subdue the ghosts outside the formation first.

"Really, today is a good time to do business, but in the end I have to deal with the mess."

"That Aaron doesn't know what he's doing upstairs to make such a big commotion!"

Just as Ma Xiaoling was complaining downstairs, the fluctuation of mana also awakened the intoxicated Long Ao.

From the rapid increase in strength, Long Ao unconsciously immersed himself in it.

In just a few hours, the strength in Long Ao's body had swelled beyond words.

The blood of the grown zombie has reached the limit that his four generations of zombies can hold.

It's a pity that it's just the accumulation of quantity, not a qualitative change. Long Ao's bloodline is still limited to four generations of zombies.

Although there was no way to break through the shackles of the bloodline smoothly, this almost endless power also brought great benefits to Long Ao.

All the overflowing power was used by Long Ao to strengthen his body, and the zombie blood was consumed and strengthened at the same time, which can be regarded as a tempering process.

During this process, Long Ao's body became stronger and stronger.

Strength, speed, reaction, recovery, defense, anyway, the excess zombie blood is a waste if it cannot be promoted, so Long Ao used all of them to strengthen his body.

Just like adding dots to a game, no matter what the game is, the hexagonal fighter with full attributes must be the strongest!

The awakened Long Ao stood up and staggered suddenly.

The surge of strength has not been adapted, the floor under his feet is too fragile for his strength, just standing up, the floor was stepped on a big hole.

"This feeling is really good, but it's a pity that I was disturbed. Forget it, there is still a big meal downstairs."

After adapting to the changes in his body, Long Ao's keen perception has already sensed the group of ghosts downstairs.

But when Ma Xiaoling arrives, nothing will happen to everyone.

It's not a big problem to stop breathing for a while, but if you go down and eat those ghosts, the effect may be higher than the scattered filth.

With the money and sword box on his back, Long Ao opened the window and jumped down.

"Boom!"

Long Ao, who fell from more than a dozen floors, directly smashed a big hole in the ground.

The loud sound attracted the attention of everyone and ghosts.

"Who's that? Aaron? Did he just jump off the stairs?"

Long Ao's appearance shocked the neighbors, but the group of ghosts who had lost their minds didn't care about it.

Countless ghosts howled, left Ma Xiaoling's formation, and were attracted by Long Ao.

Looking at the group of ghosts swarming over, Long Ao smiled happily.

"Ha, come on!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he took the Jiushu brand money sword in his hand.

"Try my magic weapon!"

The current Long Ao can't use mana, so he can't drive the magic weapon.

However, the guys in Long Ao's hands were carefully opened by Uncle Jiu, and the effect was very powerful.

Long Ao's immunity to magical weapons does not mean that other demons and ghosts can, so Uncle Jiu's money sword was directly used by Long Ao as a melee weapon.

"what!!!"

A fierce ghost was swept away by Long Ao's money sword, and it was immediately split up.

The scattered Yin Qi was sucked in by Long Ao forcefully, and it was directly swallowed in.

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