Reborn Zombie Supreme

A bit of cold light shot out, hitting He Cheng's chest with a clang, like iron nails hitting iron armor.

The flying strange object wrapped around his neck like an octopus, circled twice and stopped.

"cross?"

"Ninth Master Uncle!"

"Master uncle is finally here!"

"Uncle Ninth Master, we won't be able to hold on if you don't come!"

In the sky, a man and a woman walked side by side through the air, riding on the clouds in yellow robes and stepping on the wind with cloth shoes. The female Taoist priest held a mahogany sword in her right hand, and the male Taoist priest carried a fly whisk.

The two of them fell slowly, as if they were immortals.

"Big brother!"

Lin Jiu threw out his magic power, breaking the bones of the zombie wrapped around Shi Jian, twisting his body and falling down.

"snort!"

Shi Jian looked miserable, and he didn't feel grateful for being saved by Lin Jiu. He took the lead and was the first to encounter the zombie wave, and protected the Maoshan disciples in subduing demons and killing corpses. Lin Fengjiao just came and took away all his achievements. He It's strange to have such a good face.

"well"

Lin Jiu shook his head.

"Uncle Ninth Master, what magic weapon did you just throw away?"

Seeing He Cheng standing still, a young Taoist asked curiously.

The zombie just now was as ferocious as a wild boar with tusks in the mountains, charging left and right, killing or injuring both zombies and living people. Now it was stopped by something casually thrown by Lin Jiu. It was really amazing!

"cross!"

"cross?"

Lin Jiu nodded, "Yes, there are not only Chinese zombies in the world, but also Western zombies. Western zombies are not afraid of the mahogany sword but are afraid of the cross. This cross is what I asked for from the Western church."

"Uncle Ninth Master knows so much."

This group of Taoist priests has never heard of the existence of Western zombies. They can suck blood and are not afraid of Taoist magic. Aren't they the nemesis of their Maoshan Taoist priests?

"Eight people born in the Yang year and the Yang month will trap this zombie!"

To practice Maoshan Taoism, the year of birth is very particular, and the Yang year is the most basic. A person who is born in the Yang year, Yang month, Yang sun, Yang, is the nemesis of the evil spirits in the world, comparable to the five generations of extraordinary people!

Among people in their 20s or 30s, most of them are born in the Yang year and the Yang month.

The eight disciples consciously stood up and moved closer to the purple zombie.

The Taoist priest with a goat's horn beard was standing opposite He Cheng, and suddenly he saw a zombie winking at him.

"No! Back away!"

He yelled and retreated quickly. The two people on the right were stunned for a moment, but they seized the opportunity and had their necks pinched and drank their blood by the zombies who rushed in front of them.

After the body landed on the ground, He Cheng grinned and turned to look at Lin Jiu, who was frowning.

He raised his hand and gently took off the cross necklace around his neck.

"I prefer wearing a Buddha necklace, not a cross."

"You were not controlled just now!"

Lin Jiu was furious. Who would have thought that a zombie would play tricks on them?

"I'm teasing you!"

He Cheng clenched his fists and squeezed the cross into an iron ball. The crunching sound was not only the flattened iron ball in his hand, but also the sound of a group of Taoist priests gnashing their teeth.

The screams continued one after another, and the attack of the zombie wave did not stop. Some people immediately turned around with hatred to deal with the zombie wave.

"Lin Jiu, didn't you ask for a helper? Why are you and Aunt Sue the only ones back?"

Dagui also had a few scratches on his belly, which made him sweat profusely from the pain.

"Brother Yimei Taoist still has something to do, we will still act according to the previous plan!" In critical moments, you can't say anything to destroy your prestige.

Lin Jiu turned to Shi Jian and said, "Elder brother, please protect us!"

Shi Jian laughed angrily: "Junior brother Lin, do you think I am a handyman?"

"I don't dare. In this critical moment, I have a chance to win. Please help me, senior brother!"

Lin Jiu clasped his fists and lowered his head, not moving, as if Shi Jian would not get up unless he agreed. He had done enough on the surface, and then Shi Jian nodded with satisfaction.

"Hmph, that's the case! Thunder Fist!"

Lightning surged out from his fist and exploded among the zombies, turning a dozen zombies into ashes.

Shi Jian expressed his wishes with practical actions.

Lin Jiu was overjoyed. He stepped on the Seven-Star Wandering Dragon, flicked the whisk in his hand and stepped on it, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of He Cheng.

The fly whisk wrapped around He Cheng's wrist and forcefully snatched the young Taoist from his hand.

Of the eight people born in the Yang year and the Yang month that Lin Jiu had called out just now, there were two left that had long been killed by He Cheng.

In high-level battles, the weak can only be cannon fodder.

The difference is that He Cheng has thousands of cannon fodder, while Lin Jiu and the others only have dozens.

"Big brother!"

As Lin Jiu yelled, Shi Jian exerted his strength, blood flowed from his orifices, and he summoned dozens of giant wooden stakes, swung them forward, and blocked the zombie horde.

"Do you have a killer move?"

As soon as he stepped on it, He Cheng turned over and ran away.

It's better to believe that he has it than to believe that he doesn't have it. Just hide away from him regardless of his killer and damaging moves.

"Where to run!"

Tu Long suddenly appeared in front of He Cheng, hammering at He Cheng with a pair of fists. He could faintly hear the roar of tigers and dragons behind him.

He Cheng raised his hand and instantly smashed Tu Long away, and he was blocked and fell to the ground.

"Pull the rope!"

The hemp rope loops that were laid out at some point accurately tied his feet when they landed on the ground. There were five people pulling on each side.

He Cheng slowly exerted his force, and like a tug-of-war, the ten of them were pulled closer to the middle by one of them!

"Eight Yang Trap Formation!"

The people in the tug-of-war let go and suddenly fell next to He Cheng, and their magic powers turned into yellow ropes to tie him up. He Cheng raised his hand and tore off four or five strands, and another 40 or 50 strands wrapped around him, binding him like a spider cocoon.

"Dagui, Momadi, Zhegu, set up a formation to draw fire from the ground!"

"coming!"

"Okay senior brother~"

"snort!"

Lin Jiu seized every moment, and the four of them stood at the center of the formation and exerted their strength.

During the formation, He Cheng felt a hot heat coming out of the soles of his feet and instantly wrapped around his ankles.

It's actually magma that has come alive!

The body is as hard as iron, and it finally succumbs to the high temperature of more than a thousand degrees. The skin is gradually corroded, and the corpse energy escapes.

He Cheng gritted his teeth and broke away from the yellow rope with one hand. With a flick of his wrist, a tall young Taoist priest in the distance screamed "Ah" and was dragged into his palm.

"The magic circle is not broken yet?"

He really underestimated Lin Jiu!

He cut off the tall man's neck with one hand, and He Cheng took a deep breath. The red blood flowed into the pillar and was sucked into his mouth through the air. Within a moment, the tall man was dead, but the earth's fire lava had already wrapped around his thighs.

After losing the body, He Cheng dragged it again, grabbed a fat Taoist priest, and did the same thing.

When the last of the eight people entered his mouth, his constitution finally returned to +4.

The trap was broken, but it was too late.

"It's done!"

Gu Gu was overjoyed to see the ground fire enveloping the zombies below their necks. Although their faces were pale, they saw the dawn of victory.

The disciples guarded this period of time with their lives.

puff--! !

The zombie's head shot up into the sky, and Gululu fell into the pile of zombies that were smashed by the stone-hard wooden stake technique in the distance.

The group of people did not dare to rest and rushed to help Shi Jian eliminate the zombies.

This disaster was finally over after they sacrificed nearly twenty young heroes from Maoshan and the backbone of their masters and uncles.

One night passed,

Only four or five people were still standing and breathing. None of the yellow-robed corpses that fell to the ground were intact, and they were all torn to pieces on the ground.

"Burn the corpse to prevent it from transforming into a corpse!"

Zombies are immortal and will wake up again to cause trouble to the world if their bodies are not destroyed!

"dumb--"

A crow flapped its wings and flew south.

"There's something wrong with this crow"

Gu Gu consoled her: "Brother, it's normal for crows to eat zombie meat. You're overthinking it."

"Yeah, that's right"

Lin Jiu nodded and thought, it was indeed him who made the fuss. Only the head of the purple zombie was left. Could it be possible that it could turn the world upside down?