Reborn Zombie Supreme

"What do you mean, layman?"

The living Buddha retreated sharply to avoid He Cheng's grasp, with an angry look on his face.

"Have you ever recited Buddhist scriptures? How dare you call yourself a living Buddha!"

The claws of the corpse followed closely, pinching the living Buddha's neck like a steel fork, and pinched hard with his fingers, only to hear a "click" sound.

The ‘Living Buddha’ neck twisted and folded onto his back.

He Cheng narrowed his eyes and did not let go of his hands, letting the bald donkey in front of him grab his wrists with both hands.

"It turns out to be a demon!"

The voice of the ‘Living Buddha’ changed greatly, and it was like sharpening a knife.

The human head fell from the neck to the ground with a "Gulu" sound, and rolled behind the red painted pillar of the dragon. There was no blood from the broken neck, but instead a centipede head emerged from the broken neck!

The centipede's head is as big as a stone!

His body also stirred, and pairs of centipede feet tore through human skin and came out.

Just hear a roar.

It transformed into a three-foot-long giant centipede and pressed He Cheng under him like a mountain. Only the zombie hand was still clamped around Wu Gong's jaw, and the small one could ignore it.

"Hmph, you just come to the temple and run wild! You're just a zombie!"

"It's useless!" A dull voice came from under the centipede spirit.

The zombie's hand suddenly tugged, grabbing a three-foot-long centipede and waving it around!

He turned it over hard, smashing its belly upwards, and took advantage of the Centipede Spirit's effort to turn over. He Cheng got rid of the heavy pressure on his head and stood up.

"How ugly!"

He Cheng spit into the palm of his hand and rubbed his hands.

Jumping onto the belly of the centipede spirit, his feet were like iron nails and pierced into the soft armor of the centipede spirit's abdomen. He tightened his abdomen to hold back his strength. He had a ferocious face, a pair of angry black eyes, and his corpse teeth were sticking out.

The centipede spirit struggled to stand up, but was restrained to death. A pair of centipede feet pierced the zombie's body like iron spears, leaving only a series of clanking sounds.

He Cheng flicked his wrist, dug down with his claws, and grabbed two large pieces of beef leg meat. The centipede struggled in pain, but it couldn't break free.

But he was not in a hurry to dig out the meat. He raised his hand to grab a pair of centipede legs stuck on his body. He twisted his two arms like old birch roots and pulled the centipede legs off with the thread!

He stamped his feet again and pressed his body down another three inches.

The centipede spirit shrank into a ball in pain, and tried to kill He Cheng with both its mouth and legs, but the zombie was just like an iron gada, unable to bite with its teeth.

After rolling around for three or four breaths, he finally collapsed and fell to the ground.

died.

"You really have a thousand years of cultivation, not bad."

He Cheng straightened up, like a black tower.

The demonic heart as big as the washbasin in his hand was beating loudly and disappeared in an instant.

He flicked his sleeves and sucked the centipede spirit corpse into his sleeves. He turned around and picked up two centipede legs, as if holding two big knives on the left and right.

Carrying the centipede legs and walking out of the Living Buddha Temple, He Cheng couldn't help but take a breath when looking at the scene in front of him.

"You really stung a centipede's nest!"

Hundreds of tattered clothes and human skins lay limp on the ground. Instead, there were many giant centipede spirits, the largest one was over one foot, and the smallest one was bigger than a yellow dog raised in the countryside!

They are all rolling on the ground at this moment.

"I want to eat it……"

Xiaoshuang flew in the air and looked at the centipedes on the ground.

"I have added ingredients to the cakes they eat. You can eat this cake only once in your life."

Hearing the sound, the banshee and female ghost turned their heads and saw He Cheng walking out carrying the centipede leg.

"The Living Buddha is the one with the highest cultivation level among them? There are at least three more!"

While talking, three lamas walked out of the three living Buddha temples.

From left to right, they are all in their early sixties, probably promoted by the centipede spirits who came to Beijing.

"Amitabha!"

To this day they are still chanting the Buddha's name.

The bald donkey in the middle said, "Today, it's our turn to slay the demons!"

"It should be so!" Nods from the left and right sides.

They were still chanting Amitabha. He Cheng held the centipede's feet with his left and right hands and lunged forward. The centipede's feet in his hands went straight to the throat of the bald donkey closest to him on the left. When he got closer, his body turned around.

The lama on the left took a step back, his body was as limp as his face, and he ducked slightly to avoid the centipede's feet. Quick-sighted and impatient, Hou grabbed He Cheng's wrist with his hand. He wanted to remove his wrist and snatch the weapon first.

Unexpectedly, the brute force of the zombie in front of him led him to fly up and hit the living Buddha in the middle. With a hand, the living Buddha on the left turned into a small pendant on He Cheng's wrist!

He Cheng was accustomed to adjusting the rhythm of battles, and he would catch two of them in the corner of his attack as soon as he made a move.

The living Buddha in the middle was also forced to take action.

The living Buddha hanging on the wrist on the left wanted to retreat, but another arm came out of nowhere and held him down. When he looked up, he saw that the zombie in front of him had turned into a three-headed and six-armed zombie!

The zombie head on the left smiled at him.

Bang, bang!

The centipede's legs were thrown to the top of the head, and He Cheng rode on the living Buddha in the middle. He pulled out the head and bit it, causing blood to fly everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, one of the three centipede spirits was lost!

He was still being held down and wanted to break off his arm and escape, but He Cheng raised his hand to grab the foot of the centipede that fell above his head. He bent his legs and kicked it off faster than the living Buddha, and it fell on his head. Turn back and stab with the carbine!

The living Buddha stared at the zombie's eyes, which were so black that they seemed to want to suck his soul in!

With a tap on the shoulder, the living Buddha fell to the ground with eyes wide open, his chest pierced by centipede legs.

After figuring out where the centipede was hiding, He Cheng certainly wouldn't start it.

Two of them died, and the demon corpse broke through the human skin and turned into two giant centipedes.

There is only the last old monk left.

"The demon is so brave! Do you know who our ancestor is? If you dare to take action now, our ancestor will definitely..."

When fighting, they all seem to like to speak powerful words.

It just so happened that He Cheng was a man of action. He rushed towards the centipede spirit, killing first and talking later. Apart from delaying time, he didn't like to talk much about killing.

"Wei Tuotian!"

Looking at the jumping zombie that was approaching him, the old monk turned around and transformed into the Eight Arms of Vajra!

Wei Tuo Tian is one of the twenty-four heavens, and the four heavenly kings are also among them.

The old monk with eight arms spread his arms across his chest.

The long eyebrows and the white beard between his lips rose in the wind, and a burst of Buddha's light shot up from behind him. It was really like the Wei Tuo Heaven in the world, subduing demons and slaying demons!

"Let me cast down this demon like you today, so that you won't endanger all sentient beings!"

The vajra flew out and turned into a disc at a rapid speed, pressing against a strong wind and rushing towards it in the blink of an eye.

He Chengnu looked hard, but there was nothing there.

He refused to dodge before the demon pestle hit him in the face.

"Sister Yanhong, aren't we going to help?" Xiaoshuang asked worriedly.

"Master never lets us kill, it is absolutely not allowed..."

Xiaoshuang never thought there was such a weird reason.

However, he saw a golden arm on the three-headed and six-armed zombie raised up and easily grabbed the Demonic Pestle without shaking. He spun around and rolled back with the pestle and the man, and the Demonic Pestle went straight to the old monk's door.

Snapped! Snapped!

The Demon-Conquering Pestle struck twice. The first blow exploded like a watermelon when the head fell to the ground, and the second blow broke the intestines.

"My corpse Buddha is more interesting than your demon Buddha."

I shook the Demon-Conquering Pestle in my hand, feeling that I was using it quite well.

All the centipedes in the entire temple were killed, and he also got four demon hearts, making up for six.

The monster who is trying to grow his own seedlings cannot transform himself, and his abilities are too low.

"There are still three left. Beating the autumn wind is much more interesting than chewing hard bones!"

Instructing the female ghost and the banshee to leave, He Cheng opened his mouth and sucked the essence and blood of the corpses on the ground into his throat.

Looking at the two stone-sized martial arts heads that were still barely intact, He Cheng grabbed the centipede's feet and inserted them into it, waving, "It's quite handy! Just use it."

"Where else are there monsters?"

He let go of the centipede hammer.

Boom, the ground shook.

"I haven't heard of it again. If you want to kill me, you may have to find..."

Xiaoshuang was also a little scared, he was completely addicted to killing!