Reborn Zombie Supreme

The naughty guy sneaked up behind He Cheng like a thief.

"free!"

His soul was bound by He Cheng. If he couldn't get his soul back, he would have to work for a zombie for the rest of his life.

Zombies are immortal, but ghosts have longevity.

When the Yin life is not over, they can only stay in the underworld and live in the underworld. They can only be reincarnated when the Yin life is exhausted.

If you fail to reincarnate when your Yin life is exhausted, you will never be reincarnated!

Except for Daluo Jinxian, who has the same lifespan as heaven and earth, no one in the world dares to live longer than a zombie.

He didn't rush to take action, but waited for an opportunity.

…

He Cheng frowned and looked at the Ghost King on the ground. He bent down, grabbed it and hung it in front of his eyes like a rabbit.

"Such a good ghost king?"

He bit off one of his hands. Although the black-faced ghost king recovered his ghost body, his whole body became scattered, as if a gust of wind blew away his soul.

If he took the soul of the black-faced ghost king, he would probably lose his soul immediately.

"It's just purple stiffness. Two hundred years ago, I could have done it with my backhand..."

Snapped!

He Cheng slapped the black-faced ghost king on the head.

"A good man was brave two hundred years ago? Ninety years later I am still stubborn and stubborn!"

The Ghost King was slapped, and he was angry but could do nothing to He Cheng. He whispered angrily: "If I eat seventy-seven forty-nine virgins, can you still live?"

"Um?"

"What will happen if you eat it?" He Cheng became interested.

With the current strength of the black-faced ghost king, not to mention the ghost king and ghost generals.

The ghost king bared his teeth, and the wild boar-like tusks were really fierce: "The ghost body is completed, and it is immortal!"

"Immortal?"

He Cheng shook his head, pinched the black-faced ghost king's head, and slowly applied force with his five fingers.

"There is no immortal thing in this world, unless you can hide it for a lifetime. Seeing that you act as coquettishly as I did before, you are really a ghost body. It will be destroyed in a short time. Since you will die sooner or later, why not fill me in?" abdomen!"

"you!"

The black-faced ghost king was furious, but was caught and swallowed whole by He Chengyi.

The ghost was swallowed into the stomach, and the Yin Qi swelled.

The experience bar was slightly twisted, but there was not much Yin Qi nourishment at all.

A burst of triumphant laughter came from his belly: "Although I, the Ksitigarbha Ghost King, have not achieved a complete ghost body, my ghost heart is immortal and indestructible, and I am indestructible to all laws. You... you, what are you... ah!!"

He Cheng frowned and spread his palms. He could see a ball of black energy bulging in his palms, which disappeared in an instant.

"Discovered material "Heart of the Ghost King""

[Grade]: Purple Zombie·Partial Mutation (1%...3%...53%...89%...of the mutation)

[Is it possible to combine the advantages and disadvantages of both sides and become a new species? 】

"no"

The evil ghost who calls himself the Ksitigarbha Ghost King has no merit at all in He Cheng's eyes, and can only be dealt with with three punches and two kicks.

[Abandon fusion, recalculating...]

[Congratulations on acquiring the ability: Swallowing ghosts and absorbing souls]

Another ability to be pain-free.

"Um?"

While he was dazed for a moment, a ghost hand quietly reached into the pocket of his monk's robe and pulled out the porcelain bottle that had lost its seal.

Snapped!

The corpse's claws are pinched in the ghost's hands.

The naughty ghost, who was secretly delighted that he was about to be freed, froze and looked up in horror at the tall figure as tall as an iron tower.

"Master, master, I'm just helping you tidy up your clothes, hehehehe"

"Um"

He Cheng nodded and watched the naughty guy retract his hand.

As long as a soul is in his hands, this little devil can't make any big waves.

The naughty ghost was so frightened that he stood there and did not dare to move. He was almost like the ghost king just now and was eaten by He Cheng in one bite!

He Cheng didn't pay attention to him. There was a thin rustling sound in the grass, and someone came again.

The man was wearing a robe and his facial features were regular.

After looking at the dead bodies around him, his eyes were fixed on He Cheng. A pair of corpse teeth were exposed, which looked very vicious at first glance.

This man did not run away, but rushed to He Cheng and asked loudly.

"Is it you? Yan Hong, why are you killing these people! Didn't you promise me to be a good ghost?"

He grabbed He Cheng's arms with both hands and shook them.

The naughty ghost looked on and was frightened. This man was so impatient that he dared to cause trouble for a purple zombie.

Have you ever seen a rabbit lose his temper with a lion?

He Cheng looked into the distance and saw two monks coming over.

"Yanhong! Look at me!"

"Where did this idiot come from?"

He smashed his hand, and the man's chest was punched like dough, his ribs were like sponge cake, blood spilled like a waterfall, and he was thrown upside down!

Gululu rolled around two or three times and was already seriously injured.

"Guoqiang..."

The purple gauze fell on his head, and the man realized that the female ghost he was longing for was not the evil-looking evil ghost just now.

"You're not there?"

The female ghost Yanhong raised her green jade fingers and gently wiped the red blood from the corner of Bian Guoqiang's mouth: "That's a zombie..."

Mistaking the zombie for a female ghost, Bian Guoqiang felt a suffocation in his head, his eyes darkened and he fainted.

"Guoqiang!"

The female ghost cried bitterly and felt relieved when she realized that the person was not dead yet.

"You ghost girl is quite handsome."

The naughty ghost regained his true nature and moved closer to the female ghost. He laughed playfully and tried to rub her face, but was dodged.

…

Two people finally ran out of the grass in the distance.

"Zhuge Kongping..."

He Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Zombie! Senior brother!"

The fat man who looked like Zhuge Kongping nodded seriously and swung the sword in his hand, making a whistling sound as he slashed: "It seems that we encountered an accident."

The town is full of ghosts, but now we encounter zombies. Naturally, it can only be an accident.

The palms of his hands were sweaty, and the hands holding the sword were slippery.

He squeezed it hard and took a deep breath.

The zombie in front of him was so full of corpse energy that his master might not be able to deal with it even if he were still alive.

"Senior brother, there are two more ghosts! Damn it, the one on the ground seems to be Brother Bian, his chest is dented, I'm afraid he was seriously injured!"

"You don't have time to think about anything else, let's get rid of the devil first!" The fat man strode with his legs crossed, staring at He Cheng with his small eyes.

"It doesn't look like Zhuge Kongping"

The two people in front of them are too weak, let alone Zhuge Kongping, they are on the same level as Mamadi.

But the sense of danger he brought to He Cheng was not weak.

knife!

He Cheng acted suddenly, and the fat man, who was always on guard, immediately swung his knife.

The knife was filled with sword energy, and when the blade was still seven inches away from He Cheng, it cut the sleeve of He Cheng's robe with a sharp stab.

The corpse claw slapped, and the fat man grabbed the horizontal knife to block it.

Ding! With a noise, Fatty Tengteng took four or five steps back and almost fell to the ground.

He Cheng stopped his hand and looked at it. His palm was charred black, and there was a trace of corpse energy overflowing. Although his body returned to normal very quickly, the pain was still there.

"Exorcist weapon?"

If he was struck by a blade, his purple-zombified body would not be safe.

"Yeah! Take your life!"

The fat man's instep was arched like a cat. He gritted his teeth and raised his wrist. The fat on his arm trembled with strength. He raised the big knife and slashed it towards He Cheng. He Cheng, who was in hot pursuit, had only two choices, either to hide or to be stabbed.

The kid next to him had already taken out a yellow belt with formations painted on it and was watching him eagerly, waiting for him to hide.

Although their cultivation level was not high, their on-the-spot reaction was much better than that of many Maoshan sect masters.

There was no choice but to sideways and avoid the belt-eating formation.

With a flick of the yellow belt, it clung to He Cheng's waist like a long snake. The electric light crackled and flickered, feeling numb and numb.

"Brother! Caught!"

"Wait for me to chop him!" The fat man was about to raise his knife again, but saw that Zi Zhan had a calm expression on his face.

The mouth shape is saying: "Yeah, got it!"