Reborn Zombie Supreme

Daybreak.

The sky was clear and the town was quiet.

The silence was eerie, and the sight of the deserted streets made people panic.

Zhiqua~

The door opens.

He Cheng closed the door.

As long as you are afraid of light, even if you freeze in the daytime, you are equivalent to waste and can only be slaughtered by others.

At this time, he pulled the purple zombie out and exposed it to the sun, and the purple zombie would definitely be wiped out.

But even if he eliminates the purple zombies, the black zombies and white zombies will not obey his orders.

It is not He Cheng's style to be the taller among the short ones. He will never despise the people around him who are strong. If they are weak, he will be disgusted and despised.

If he has the ability to kill his subordinates, he will reuse them even more.

Employing people only on their own merit has been his long-standing standard, even though he suffered a lot of betrayal because of it.

When using a good hand with a sword to chop someone, one end of the sword should face the enemy and the other end should be pointed at yourself. How could there be people in the world who were so determined to obey and follow oneself absolutely? If there is one, it is like a sponge stick. It does not hurt when you hit someone or yourself, and it is useless to ask for it.

He Cheng left Zombie Town and walked dozens of miles.

The midday sun hangs high above the head, making people subconsciously raise their hands to block the glare of the sun.

He walked back to the area near the Lin family's dyeing shop and found the grave wrapped in gravel in the woods.

He dug with both hands and dug out Lu Dayou's body buried head and toes.

The soil was broken open, and the light corpse energy came out.

The corpse gas hit the dappled sunlight falling between the leaves, and there was a "sizzling" sound of being killed.

"It's become a deadlock. This is not okay."

He Cheng dragged Lu Dayou's body and threw it under the sun, while he basked in the sun.

When he turned into a zombie, He Cheng was most afraid of the sun, but after evolving into a drought demon, the sun made him feel comfortable.

A burst of black energy was pulled out from Lu Dayou's body, turned into a wisp of black energy, and shot up into the sky.

Half an hour later, He Cheng carried the body and prepared to return.

He returned to Zombie Town at dusk, where he hid Lu Dayou's body in a room without zombies.

When night comes, thousands of zombies come to life.

Under the leadership of Zi Zhan, Qian Zhan worships the moon, but He Cheng has a "strange identity" and has been closely watched by Zi Zhan.

At Zi time, Yin Qi is strong.

Thousands of zombies march.

Bai Zhan is already a real zombie. He jumps when he is on the road. His speed is equivalent to a human trotting. It is not slow. If he is stimulated by blood, his speed can be even faster.

This night's march did not reveal anything. Qianzheng hid in an abandoned mine, waiting for night to fall again.

At dawn, He Cheng took action again, but this time he did not go back to play with Lu Dayou's body, but searched around alone.

Soon he found a village...

…

Wow~

In the coffin, Lu Dayou's body was lying horizontally.

A bucket of blood was poured down, and the body was soaked in blood.

Wow~

Another bucket, and the blood line in the coffin rose slightly.

Buckets after buckets of blood were poured into the coffin, until finally, Lu Dayou was completely submerged.

He Cheng picked up the coffin lid, buckled the coffin shut, raised his hand and patted the coffin lid.

Bang bang.

"There is a senior brother in Lu University. Let's meet again in a few days."

…

For more than ten days in a row,

Thousands of zombies gradually turned into three thousand zombies.

Nine hundred white-haired zombies, and more than two thousand walking zombies.

With the emergence of low-level zombies, "low-level miscellaneous soldiers" like He Cheng are no longer conspicuous.

Besides, Zi Zhan had plenty of men, so he no longer kept a close eye on He Cheng.

He Cheng was happy with this. This was scientific pig raising. When the time was right, he would kill the pigs and eat the meat.

It's daytime again.

He Cheng pushed the wheelbarrow he got and searched for living creatures nearby.

The nearby villages were not only killed by the zombie army, but also destroyed by the hands of He Cheng. The more people were killed, the fewer people were killed, and the blood supply could not keep up.

After wandering around for a day, He Cheng was also sighing in his heart. He would be more successful if he had enough blood and a corpse-raising continent. Otherwise, he could only wait.

He hates waiting.

By chance, there were seven or eight sword-wielding knights approaching on the forest path ahead.

"Senior brother, how many villages is this already?"

"The eighth one, and every one of them was empty."

"Could it be the Sun and Moon God Sect?"

"Maybe it's the Five Poison Sect, arresting people to test poisons, but eight villages, at least one or two thousand people, is too many."

"Master asked us to go to the Huashan Sect, but he didn't ask us to meddle in other people's business."

"The local government doesn't care, we can't ignore it, senior brother!"

The brothers and sisters were all quarreling, their faces were red and their necks were thick.

"Stop arguing!" the oldest senior brother shouted.

"Don't forget the master's order!"

All the brothers shut up and did not dare to speak anymore.

He Cheng passed by this group of martial arts knights.

"etc!"

Brother Xia Ke suddenly said.

"This little brother..."

He turned around and looked at He Cheng. He had a jade-like face and was very handsome. He was wearing brocade clothes but pushing a wheelbarrow. It was really strange.

"What's going on?" He Cheng looked around at the expressions of several people, stopped and asked.

"Little brother, the people in those villages and towns disappeared without a trace. Do you know the reason?"

"I know." He Cheng nodded simply.

"Do you know where they are going?"

"Also know"

The first junior brother breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. We thought the people were being persecuted by evil people."

"I'll leave if it's okay. I still have something urgent to do." He Cheng raised the handlebar and pushed the wheelbarrow to leave.

"Wait!" Senior Brother shouted to stop again.

"Little brother, can you tell me why they left and where they went?"

Bang~

He Cheng lost his wheelbarrow.

The knights immediately put their hands on the hilts of their swords, and the atmosphere became tense.

"You smell like blood, and there are blood clots on your boots. You are someone who has stepped in a pool of blood for a long time." The senior brother pointed out the problem.

"You heroes, you think about doing justice for heaven all day long, hoeing the strong and supporting the weak, are you too full?"

"bass--"

"bass--"

"bass--"

"..."

The sword was unsheathed and the sword array was formed.

"They must have been poisoned by you!"

"well…"

He Cheng sighed, his hands hanging down casually, long black nails popping out.

Take a step forward and wave your arms fiercely.

"kill!"

Seeing his actions, the knights reacted immediately, and seven or eight swords stabbed from all directions, easily piercing He Cheng's body.

Nails scraped against neck.

Pfft~

"ah--"

"Senior brother!" Several people saw their senior brother covering his neck and falling backwards. They wanted to pull out the sword stuck in He Cheng and help him.

However, He Cheng suddenly spun around and stuck his sword.

He broke the sword out of the hands of several people.

The strength of He Cheng, who was stabbed like an iron hedgehog, did not weaken at all. He pounced on the other person. There was no weapon in his hand, and the knights who had never seen such a battle were frightened.

Like a wooden man, he was easily killed on the spot.

After a cup of tea,

Pfft~

Ding!

"It hurts." He Cheng pulled out the last sword on his body and threw it on the ground.

There were seven or eight corpses lying beside him.

"With the addition of the blood of these second- and third-rate martial arts masters, it's almost enough to raise corpses."

"How come you are all these rookie young heroes who think about eradicating violence every day? But that's fine, if everyone in the world is like Yue Buqun, then that will be my trouble."

He Cheng loaded the corpses one by one on the wheelbarrow: "People who practice martial arts have really strong energy and blood, and ordinary cultivators can't compare with it."

Pushing the car hard, he rushed towards the small town where Lu Dayou was hiding.

Just two hours after he left, a cold-faced middle-aged man came from the other direction using Qinggong. The traces of battle on the ground attracted his attention.

"It's Chen'er's sword!"

The middle-aged man squatted on the ground and pinched a handful of soil: "The ruts are deep, and the wheelbarrow can hold at least eight people... This man has so much brute strength! It's hard to know whether Chen'er and the others will live or die! I don't know whether the factory boss will live or die, and my official career is slim. At this time, another incident occurred..."

The middle-aged man no longer hesitated, practiced Qinggong, and followed the wheel tracks to catch up.