Reborn Zombie Supreme

"Miss!"

The Chinese character made a sound on his face, and the fabrics of the custom-made Mao suit rubbed against each other and made a hissing sound. The tips of his leather shoes hit the ground, and he turned his heel. One second, his right hand was still clinging to the seam of the trousers on the outside of his leg. The next second, he raised it with his palm. Clenched into a fist, like holding a grape.

The sandbag-sized fist was aimed at He Cheng.

Punch it out!

The muscles and bones even erupted like thunder!

"Martial arts master?"

He Cheng raised his hand gently, allowing the opponent to attack continuously from left to right, and hit the palm of his hand with a quick punch.

Seven or eight punches had no effect. He took half a step back with his Chinese character face, breathing softly in his mouth. He touched the ground with his left leg, turned his body in a large circle like a top, and whipped his legs.

There was a blast of artillery.

"Snapped!"

The calf rested peacefully in front of He Cheng's palm.

The seemingly ferocious attack failed to even shake He Cheng.

The expression on his Chinese-character face changed drastically, and this was the first time he showed an expression other than facial paralysis.

"Fujita, back off!"

"Yes!" Fujita with a Chinese character retracted his legs, forcibly put away his shocked expression, and retreated behind Michiko.

"You are such a terrible person, maybe... not a human being?"

Michiko raised her head and looked at He Cheng, playing with a bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums in her hand.

"You fought vixens and were in the newspapers. You are so majestic... Let me think about it. Do you want to become a god and enjoy the incense?"

Seeing He Cheng sitting across from him carelessly, holding a hot teapot and drinking her tens of thousands of yuan worth of tea, Michiko's heart twitched slightly but she still said tentatively: "I can help you build a temple to promote the god general's legacy. Might and fame, now that there is no real god in the sky, maybe someone can come up and sit there?”

"I want all the secrets and techniques of the Jiuju sect. You can tell me anything else you want. I also have two books on the Tao of Immortality in my hand. Of course, if you don't want to do good deeds, you can just be a demon!"

There are many secret scriptures stored in the important place of the corpse family, but unfortunately they are all authentic, and it is absolutely impossible for ghosts and zombies to practice.

"Alas~"

Michiko sighed. She didn't find someone she could talk to. She clearly hired a evil spirit!

She originally planned to use coercion and inducement, but her wrist was too soft and she was pinched to death by the other party.

"I want the secret of immortality and enchantment"

He Cheng agreed immediately, this thing was useless in his hands.

"That's easy, Yanhong, go get the things!"

"Yes!" The female ghost nodded and turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

"You are such a happy person. In this case, I can't be too stingy. Please wait a moment..."

He Cheng waved his hand and told her to go quickly.

Michiko folded her hands in front of her body, bowed her waist, and walked away with small steps.

Only He Cheng, the dead female corpse Zhu Zhu, and Fujita standing like a pillar were left in the place. He was not completely motionless, and his eyes were still following He Cheng.

He Chengda is also very confident. If he is cheated, he will send Michiko to reincarnation in advance to meet the dead seniors in the sect.

A few minutes later, Michiko came back with several volumes of books, and placed the brand new manuscript in front of He Cheng.

There are four major categories: raising corpses, refining ghosts, Qimen Dunjia, and magic techniques.

The female ghost comes and goes very quickly.

Fujita only saw a book floating into the room and rubbed his eyes but saw no one.

After getting the book, Michiko did not open it in a hurry. Instead, she cast a spell on the spot. She held an ice pick in her hand and gently placed it on the corpse's head. The ice pick penetrated the head like a leech and stabbed it in!

A few seconds later, the girl Zhuzhu opened her eyes and stood up.

His face was expressionless and lifeless.

level 4,

A walking corpse that is not afraid of sunlight or pain and will not die is perfect for transporting poison.

"Fujita, take her down first."

"Yes!" Fujita nodded, and the walking corpse turned around and followed Fujita like a living person.

He Cheng stretched out, lying on the tatami and flipping through the books. Those useless spells, five ghosts to bring wealth, spells, etc. were all useless.

"Blood Fiend Soul Refining?"

He still remembered that he had obtained a Taoist book from Taoist priest Mao Shanming decades ago, which contained methods for refining the soul of a blood demon.

"The blood evil soul refining array can create a physical ghost king. It is very powerful and can easily become a demon." Michiko put down the book, and she heard He Cheng's whisper.

"Ghost King? Average"

He Cheng shook his head, and his words undoubtedly made Michiko's face change again. She guessed that He Cheng was extremely high-ranking, perhaps at the level of a ghost king, but now it seems that he is even more advanced than the ghost king?

"This is just a basic recipe for refining ghosts. I heard that you killed a thousand-year-old vixen? If you have the body of a vixen, coupled with its soul, and the blood of thousands of people..." She looked at Yan Hong beside He Cheng with a smile and said, "Perhaps we can refine it. Corpse demon, corpse and demon fellow cultivators!”

"Wight?"

…

night,

A car was driving bumpily on the road.

The car lights were like two bright moons, which scared the black cat on the road and jumped around, but it still didn't avoid it and was hit, leaving only a "meow".

"unlucky!"

The boy who was driving spat out the window and looked up at the rearview mirror: "Master Kai, why don't we just listen to those old people and find a few Taoist priests to get rid of him!"

"Ahem!" After only half a month, Akai's face looked decadent and his body was as sick as a tuberculosis ghost.

The black phlegm on the handkerchief was mixed with blood.

Folding the handkerchief, Akai shook his head: "Don't talk nonsense, do you want to die?"

"Many people in the gang say that you are like this now because of the evil persecution, the original Xiong Ye, and..."

Seeing that the boss's face was getting more and more ugly, the younger brother closed his mouth.

"We are here to ask for help this time. Al Fang, Da Long, and Blind Boy want to separate the family, but we have to ask the old man for an idea!"

"Ask an evil thing?"

The younger brother was the quickest to retort, listening to Akai coughing again in the back seat, and shut his mouth honestly.

The real person in power in the gang is not Akai, but an evil creature. This is a secret known to the top brass and a rumor spread among the bottom.

Faucets, paper fans, straw sandals, and red sticks with double flowers are all worn by those who have passed the Second Master Guan. No one wants to have a dirty thing that is not a human being on top of their head.

The three leaders of the three clans, A Fang, Da Long, and Blind Boy, seized the opportunity and took four-fifths of the brothers to separate the family. Some of the remaining brothers were A Kai who had been stabbed together when they were younger brothers. Brothers, please show your loyalty and stand till the end.

But then they couldn't hold on anymore. Not only did they have internal fighting, but outsiders, including gangs in the Netherlands, were eyeing their fat piece of meat.

"Brothers are short-sighted. No matter who the person above us is...ahem...he can live well if he presses on us. If we are really separated, those ghost guys will definitely be the first to speak! Ahem!"

"You still think too far"

The younger brother glanced at Akai, who was pale, and said, "The butt determines the head." At first, the younger brother Akai could only shine shoes for Mr. Xiong. Who would have thought that he would have such foresight in just a few months?

"Master Kai, what should we do? Why don't we call the police? Isn't that boy Ah Hui a lawyer? Maybe he can help us!"

"Looking for the police? Let them take over? Listen to me and drive quickly!"

"Yes, yes, I got it!"