Reborn Zombie Supreme

Er Wu looked at the golden knife in his hand and fell into silence.

The Eight Immortals saw the power of the golden sword and ran away without a trace. Based on his ability, unless the Eight Immortals jumped out on their own, it would be impossible to find them again.

He cannot hold on to this golden sword for the rest of his life and must always be wary of the Eight Immortals.

However, this sword is the only relic of his master. His whole life's will and belief are in this sword, gathering the belief and intention of the golden sword Yuan Detai.

"Twenty-five..."

Qiaoyin wiped away her tears, hugged Yuan Detai's body and said, "Give it to him..."

Er Wuzhong nodded and looked directly at He Cheng.

"I can give you the golden sword, but if my master wants to be a ghost general, I have to ask my master for his own opinion."

"Don't worry, I just respect his loyal character. If he doesn't want to, I can help send him to the underworld to be reincarnated. I can summon his soul to see you again."

"Thank you City Lord..."

Erwu only knew that the man in front of him was the city lord who died in vain. His ghost generals also said that he was the "Emperor" in Zhejiang. Even Zhong Kui would greet him with his hands. There was no need to lie to such a great god-level figure.

"Just wait, I'll catch those brats and bring them to you."

He Cheng suddenly put on a set of gleaming silver armor. His clothes were torn, and he suddenly grew four to five feet tall, half as high as the city wall.

Under the shocked eyes of Erwu and Qiaoyin, He Cheng, who had turned into a giant, raised his feet and walked forward.

Boom, the silver-armored boots fell to the ground, leaving a footprint that was big enough for a person to lie flat on his back!

Step by step, I walked forward and crossed the house. The ground shook like an earth dragon turning over.

"found it!"

He laughed loudly, as loud as thunder. He bent down and grabbed hold of the three little devils. They squeezed out from between his fingers and struggled endlessly.

It is the Eight Immortals who are hiding.

"You said you wouldn't kill us, why did you go back on your promise?" Lu Dongbin glared at him with his small eyes, and Bai Jun's long beard spread out, looking ferocious.

"Didn't you also say that you would only kill Yuan Detai? Since you have gone back on your word, why can't I?"

Without giving the three ghosts a chance to refute, He Cheng opened his mouth and swallowed them fiercely.

Because of Luo Zhiqiu's betrayal and oath, Jin Yanzi's century-old cultivation was reduced to nothing. He turned into a bird again and started practicing from scratch.

But zombies are abandoned by heaven and earth, so why should they fear the punishment of going back on their word?

"I'll fight you!"

Han Xiangzi and Zhou Xiaoba rushed towards He Cheng with a desperate attitude.

Snapped!

He Cheng suddenly high-fived, and the collision of his palms created a gust of wind. The dry tree trunk was bent, and Erwu and Qiaoyin, who were close together, were almost blown away.

Twenty-five golden knives were inserted into the ground to hold up the gust of wind, and they also used their chests to block Qiaoyin from being blown away.

Now Erwu believes what He Cheng said even more. Judging from He Cheng's ability to generate such strong winds by simply clapping his hands, he could easily kill two or five people without resisting the sharp edge of the golden sword.

"Twenty-five..."

Erwu looked down at Qiaoyin in his arms and blushed: "Don't worry Qiaoyin, after this matter is resolved, I will send you to your uncle's house in Qingzhou!"

"I won't go to Qingzhou"

"Then!" Erwu opened his mouth, his face turned red and he was speechless.

"What is that? Brat! I have entrusted you with the golden sword and Qiaoyin. If you don't treat Qiaoyin well, the golden sword will chop your boy's neck first!"

"master?"

"father?"

The two turned their heads and saw He Cheng, who had transformed into the height of an ordinary person, and the soul of Yuan Detai standing beside him.

"Although I'm dead, I can go to the underworld with the City Lord who died in vain to slay demons. I will come back to see you during the holidays in the future, so don't worry!"

"It's master!" Erwu was overjoyed.

The master had a place to go, to be a ghost general in the underworld, and no longer had to suffer the pain of reincarnation. He was happy for the master, and the master personally entrusted him with the clever silver.

"Don't worry, you will also have the opportunity to drink this wedding wine, and you have to be present when they come to worship!"

He Cheng patted Yuan Detai's shoulder, and when he raised his palm, green smoke "sizzled" from his palm. It was so slight that no one but him knew it.

"Thank you City Lord!" Yuan Detai happily handed over his hand.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to the City of Wasted Death first. You'll be out of your mind at dawn." He Cheng waved his hand, took out an apricot-yellow flag, and put Yuan Detai in it.

"There is still a broken flower of He Xiangu Yu. She has just escaped to the temple and been reincarnated. I'm afraid you won't have the chance to seek revenge on her."

"I'll be satisfied if I can kill seven ghosts." Erwu held the golden knife in both hands and handed it to He Cheng.

"The golden knife... please put it away!"

"Um"

He Cheng nodded, raised his hand and grabbed the golden knife, like grabbing a handful of red coals, the pain penetrated to his bones!

The most holy weapon in the world is the nemesis of ghosts and gods in the world.

He held on to the golden knife without changing his expression. In just two or three breaths, the corpse armor was melted into a pool of corpse water by the righteousness on the handle. Fortunately, the zombie's recovery was very strong and he could barely find a balance point, but it fell to the ground in drips. The black water is very eye-catching.

The flying zombie's strength is close to that of an Earth Immortal. He has no ability to resist this knife, but when faced with ordinary people, it is just a sharp knife.

A magical weapon that must be used to kill ghosts and gods!

Xiuli Qiankun put the golden knife into his sleeve, and He Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

The palm of his hand shook slightly, transforming into a zombie body that had not been injured much since flying stiff. At this time, the entire arm was useless.

"When you choose a good day and burn paper at the city gate, Yuan Detai will get the news."

He Cheng jumped up and flew away.

After flying out, He Cheng's right hand automatically broke, and a new arm grew out. As for the broken arm, it fell to the ground. Without the supply of corpse energy, it was quickly destroyed by the remaining righteousness, leaving only a big pit corroded by corpse energy. .

In the following months, many snakes, insects, rats, and ants died in this pit. Some people even accidentally fell into the pit and had to have their legs cut off.

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"Master is back~"

As soon as He Cheng returned to the city of vain death, the kid shouting for the letter started shouting at the top of his lungs.

"No need to shout anymore"

He Cheng took two quick steps, turned around and became four to five feet tall, walked into the earthquake step by step, and sat on a stone chair.

"I'm going to kill that kid right now! Go right now!" The Elephant Trunk Ghost pulled out his long sword, turned around and rushed towards the kid on the city gate.

This brat was arranged by him, just to flatter him. Since he made the master unhappy, the brat deserves to die.

He Cheng didn't stop him, but ordered: "Drive out all those ugly ghosts and bring in some powerful ones."

There really aren't many good-looking ghosts in Wanshi City, so they barely managed to form a team.

He nodded with satisfaction, then took the black and yellow ghost control flag and released Yuan Detai.

In the movie, Yuan Detai turned into a golden sword god directly after his death, and he also had a figure of four to five feet tall.

In order to suppress him, He Cheng imprisoned him in the Xuanhuang Ghost Control Flag, but with little effect. Yuan Detai's supernatural power had begun to appear. The imps around him were retreating, and even a few ghost generals narrowed their eyes and did not dare to touch him head-on. His edge.

Many military generals have become gods since ancient times, including Qin Qiong and Jingde Door God.

The most famous one should be Guan Erye, who was revered by later generations as the God of Wealth, the Four Taoist Protectors, and Guan Sheng.

And Yuan Detai can also be classified among them. After his death, his merits will be perfect and he will directly become a god general.

"See the city lord, see all the ghosts and gods!"

Yuan Detai first bowed to He Cheng and then bowed to the ghosts. The little ghosts took a step back and did not dare to accept his worship.

"Yuan Detai, you are dead. I see that you have a sense of justice. I can give you magic power to help you become a ghost and kill all the evil monsters in the world. Are you willing?"

"My subordinates are willing to do it!" Yuan Detai nodded.

He himself didn't realize that he had been wrapped in a golden light, vaguely revealing the shape of a knife.

"Okay! Without further ado, I will help you become a ghost general first, and then let you go back to attend the wedding banquet of your daughter and apprentice. God and earth cannot do without you, haha."

Yuan Detai secretly thought that although the city lord was a ghost, he still understood human principles.

"Thank you City Lord!"

"Come here." He Cheng raised his hand and used a burst of corpse energy to wrap around Yuan Detai. Before he could react, he used the corpse energy to form a circle and trap him. Then he cast a spell and used the magic that the Great Demon God had taught him. The method of refining ghosts!

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On the other side, Zhong Kui took two sips of the wedding wine, turned around and hurried back.

He still thinks about his old friend.