Reborn Zombie Supreme

"Looking for the Heavenly Sun Pearl across thousands of years, the Millennium Banshee?"

The more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, and there were more and more connections with the guesses in his mind.

In order to protect the common people in the world, Rong Yuyi, a female cultivator with thousands of years of cultivation, stole the demon's earthly magic pearl with the desperate help of her master and junior sister, and unexpectedly traveled through the millennium to Hong Kong in the 1980s and 1990s.

Rong Yuyi met Meng Bo, a Hong Kong policeman, who had the Tianyang Divine Pearl in his body.

The two fell in love, and in the end Meng Bo shot himself in order to defeat the female demon. He helped Rong Yuyi take out the Tianyang Divine Pearl from her body and defeat the female demon.

This world has chaotic dynasties. According to the normal development of history, there should not be an era of industrialization.

Although the immortals in the immortal world are bastards, He Cheng still recognizes their abilities and there is no way they will die in a thousand years.

But this Rong Yuyi traveled through thousands of years to Hong Kong.

"Time Travel Orb Hey!"

He Cheng rubbed his hands and stood up, flying straight towards Black Mountain.

With such a treasure, he can run away if he can't beat him, so he can be considered confident.

The strong wind around him became fiercer and fiercer. He was like a meteor falling from the sky, flying so fast that his whole body was already on fire.

The farmers who were working on the land suddenly heard a "boom" above their heads, and looked up to see a black shadow with a tail of white clouds flying towards the Black Mountain.

"The gods have appeared!"

The farmer immediately dropped his hoe, put down his bamboo basket, and knelt down to kowtow.

……………………

In the cave of Black Mountain,

The vixen watched in horror as the female nun turned into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye, while the other female nun and the succubus disappeared in an instant.

The female cultivator who was made into an ice sculpture had a golden elixir, but she was defeated by the succubus in one or two moves.

It took her a while to calm down the fear in her heart. It felt like there were nails on her feet and she couldn't stand firmly.

boom! !

A strong wind swept in from the entrance of the cave.

The vixen narrowed his eyes and raised his hands to block the incoming wind.

The figure as strong as an iron tower walked step by step under the light.

"God, Lord God..." The vixen quickly lowered his head.

He Cheng looked down at the vixen and nodded, "You did a good job."

He raised his hand to collect the corpse armor on the vixen, flicked his right hand, followed by shaking his wrist, and heard a "dong" sound.

A precious rake emitting divine light was propped on the ground, and the ground suddenly trembled heavily, sinking quite a bit.

The vixen was about to ask if he could leave, but when he saw him shaking the mountain with his hands, he immediately gave up the idea.

He Cheng didn't have the time to pay attention to the vixen's inner thoughts. He was determined to pay attention. If it was "The Millennium Banshee", the female cultivator Yuyi and the female devil would definitely come back to fight to the death.

When the time comes, he kills the succubus and takes two more orbs.

"The perfect plan"

Rough action and suppression with force were the perfect plan in He Cheng's mind.

Those tricks are all done out of complacency, and it is the comfort and happiness that comes from using force.

"But be careful not to get hit by two beads."

He Cheng, who was as strong as a succubus, was knocked out of his wits by the two combined beads, and He Cheng didn't have the confidence to resist.

They don't know when they will come back. Although it is stupid to wait and see, it is the most appropriate method. Moreover, he can only do this job by himself. If he were a vixen, he would definitely be killed by the female demon with a sword, which would be useless.

The vixen sat nervously beside him.

Sunset and moonrise.

The moon disappears and the sun appears again.

For two days, it was not difficult for He Cheng to remain motionless as a zombie, not to mention that he could still practice magic and wanted to form a corpse elixir as soon as possible.

That night, he opened his eyes while leaning on a rake.

"What do you want to ask?"

He didn't know that the vixen didn't dare to leave, so he thought the vixen had some request.

The vixen shook her head, then nodded.

"Do you understand love?"

"ah?"

"My elder sister left me and my younger sister because of love, and went with a scholar. The scholar found out that she was a fox, so he asked a hunter to skin her." The vixen fell into memories, "My elder sister died without any regrets. I don’t understand. With such a high level of cultivation, you must understand!”

"I don't understand." He Cheng shook his head.

He has seen many scenes of love and love, and in the end they were all about crying.

The lucky lovers will eventually get married, drink soup and cross the bridge a hundred years later, and then be reincarnated and live their own lives.

A little bit less lucky, we can go to hell together, then drink soup and cross the bridge, and we can live our separate lives after being reincarnated.

Those with the worst luck will die and live. The dead can live a new life earlier, while the living can either find a new love or hold the memorial tablet for the rest of their lives.

"Practice more, kill more, and think less."

The words were filled with blood, but the vixen nodded as if he had received the imperial edict, and turned around to figure it out by himself.

In his eyes, everyone in this world is in movies.

Love is all made up by others. He doesn't regard the people here as human beings, so naturally he doesn't have any love. At most, he is familiar with them and will think about it before taking action.

Seeing the vixen thinking alone, He Cheng took out his precious rake and walked step by step in the cave.

Yanhong and Xiaoshuang Jinyanzi, his subordinates, also took his orders to return to Montenegro. The female demon must collide with them if they occupy Montenegro.

I just walked around in a small circle and couldn't find any clues.

He simply sat cross-legged next to the ice sculpture of his junior sister, holding the nine-tooth nail rake, closing his eyes and practicing.

Time passed quickly, and the vixen wanted to leave several times. Looking at He Cheng, who was sitting motionless like an ice sculpture, he pressed his feet down again, fearing that he would be killed if he made him unhappy.

For more than half a month.

The vixen's injuries have been healed, but her range of activities dares to go beyond the cave.

Bang!

He Cheng suddenly stood up, holding the Qinxin rake and looking up. The vixen also felt curious and looked up with him.

But he saw two figures suddenly exploded out of the sky.

"Smug!"

The figure in white swung his sleeves, smelling like a ghost in A Chinese Story.

He Cheng held the rake upside down, stomped up and swung the rake towards the black shadow.

Before the succubus who had just returned from time-travel could react, she saw a nine-tooth rake pressing towards her head like a crocodile's mouth. She hurriedly raised her hand to block it. She could block it with ordinary magic weapons, but this rake was extraordinary. Its nine teeth were like nine hooked teeth, and it pierced through the succubus's wrist with a pop.

The succubus was hit in the wrist by a rake, and she howled in pain, her voice sounding like a wolf's howl.

"What kind of ghost are you? Why do you want to hinder me?"

She had just looked up from the rake to the face of the man holding it.

"Destroy demons and defend the Way!"

He Cheng bared his teeth and smiled. This reason is so perfect. He wants to kill you to slay demons and defend the law. He was chased everywhere by people here, and now it's time for him to be happy.

With a twist of his wrist, he turned the five thousand kilogram iron rake in circles. The female demon was like a black rope tied to the rake, being led around and around.

Boom!

The rake hit the ground. He stepped on the succubus' wrist and pulled off half of her arm. Black blood splashed all over the floor.

"Blood stinks, bah!"

He picked up the rake and smashed it in disgust.

With a handy weapon in his hand, his combat effectiveness increased by at least half.

"Tsk, no wonder Sun Dasheng is just Sun Monkey without the golden cudgel." He didn't know whether it was true or false, but at this moment he felt the benefits of the magical weapon.