Zombie World: Helping the World

Qin Song said with black lines all over his head: "I know there is a ghost behind me, but please make way, it's too late."

The old Taoist said with a bit of embarrassment: "Old Taoist Wuchen, it's the first time I've seen a Taoist like you in so many years, knowing that there are ghosts in the mountains, and walking towards the ghost mountain?"

"Could it be that this is the way you cultivated?"

Qin Song was too lazy to talk so much with this Wuchen.

"Boom!" sounded.

Qin Song grabbed Ying Shuiyao who was beside him, and stepped on the mahogany sword to fly into the sky.

Immediately, Wuchenzi's shocked eyes almost popped out, and the wind from Qin Song's take-off blows Wuchenzi's hair upside down.

The little nun on the side pointed to the direction where Qin Song Yujian was flying and said, "Wow! Grandpa, look at that big brother and that big sister can fly!"

Wuchenzi stood where he was, his jaw dropped in shock and he said, "This? This? Immortal Realm?"

"This is Lanruo Temple? Did I see a ghost? Just now, that kind of righteousness, in his twenties? Taoist? Soaring into the sky? Are you sure?"

The little nun at the side said in surprise, "Grandpa, why did you stop them just now?"

Wu Chenzi's complexion turned dark, with black lines on his forehead, he said earnestly, "Grandpa was just saying hello to him just now."

"An expert like this is usually a friend of grandpa, haha, hey, hahaha."

The little nun frowned and said, "Then why can't grandpa know how to fly?"

Wu Chenzi can only leave his lonely and embarrassing back to his granddaughter.

Wu Chenzi sighed and said, "Let's go, granddaughter, we're going to catch ghosts."

Two figures, one big and one small, gradually disappeared into the depths of Lanruo Temple.

……

Qin Song stood on the mahogany sword, letting Ying Shuiyao, who was not standing still, support his shoulders.

Ying Shuiyao's jade hands, with fingers like peeling green onions, rested lightly on Qin Song's shoulders, smelling the fragrance of plants from Qin Song's Taoist robe, his face suddenly turned red.

Neither of them spoke during the journey.

Soon, the Taomu sword landed in front of the Daxiong Palace.

Qin Song jumped down first, and Ying Shuiyao, who was wearing a long black and gold dress behind him, couldn't let go in time, and was pulled sideways.

Qin Song stretched out a hand, gently supported Ying Shuiyao, and after helping her stabilize her center of gravity, turned her head to look at the Daxiong Palace.

Ying Shuiyao looked behind Qin Song, his cheeks flushed again in the darkness.

Qin Song frowned and said, "I'm afraid there's something weird about this Great Hall of Great Heroes. You should step back."

After Ying Shuiyao finished listening, he flew up and jumped onto a high wall behind him.

"Decree! The Taishang Laojun is as urgent as a law, thousands of gold needles, and suppress the demons!"

"Boom!" a voice.

Countless golden needles condensed in the sky, each one more than one foot long, like shooting stars.

"The sky and the earth are boundless, the heavens and the earth use the law, the magic weapon, the sky fire, listen to my orders, and destroy the devil, the sky fire, order!"

Qin Song yelled again, and immediately bathed in the divine fire, and after he finished reciting the law, the golden needles all over the sky were also covered with a layer of Taoist divine fire.

Ying Shuiyao, who was behind him, saw this scene, and was shocked by Taoist Tian Wei, and hurriedly retreated another hundred feet away, his eyes were full of shock.

Ying Shuiyao covered his lips and said, "Master Qin, he may really be able to save us."

There was hope in her eyes, and all eyes were on Qin Song.

……

Farther away, outside a monk's room.

Two figures in gray sermon robes, one big and one small, turned around suddenly, and saw this big scene like a meteor shower.

"It's my fault!" Wu Chenzi fell to the ground in shock.

There was deep shock in Wuchenzi's eyes: "This? This is actually a Maoshan golden needle? Such a big Maoshan golden needle?"

The little Taoist girl at the side looked innocently at the old Taoist priest Wuchenzi and asked, "Grandpa, what is a Maoshan golden needle?"

There was a speechless look in Wuchenzi's eyes and he said, "That's right, it's a kind of medical technique, a kind of acupuncture and moxibustion."

"No, why are there such big Maoshan golden needles?"

"Are you sure this is the kind of Maoshan golden needle I've seen before? It also carries the Taoist divine fire to slay demons and Tianganghuo."

"Isn't there only a small cluster of demon-killing sky fires, which can only be used for self-defense? When did this fire become so big that it illuminates half the sky? Is this still a human?"

The little nun on the side frowned and said, "Grandpa, is this Maoshan golden needle very powerful?"

Wu Chenzi said: "Not only is it powerful, it's so powerful that you're going crazy!"

"Maoshan faction, I am afraid that there will be a terrible young man. The young man is awesome, the young man is awesome!"

"Come on, let's go and have a look."

……

At this moment, behind Qin Song, the golden needles of Maoshan Mountain had gathered all over the sky.

"Go!" Qin Song was on the ground, with a light hook of his finger, the golden needles all over the sky were like precision-guided missiles, rushing towards the Daxiong Palace.

"Boom!"

One after another Maoshan golden needles hit the Daxiong Palace.

Layers of black light curtains appeared on the main hall, exuding a strong evil atmosphere.

However, after this black light curtain touched Qin Song's Daomen's demon-killing Tiangang divine fire, it melted away like spring snow being melted by the scorching sun.

"Tat Tat Tat!" The voice sounded.

I saw that on the Daxiong Palace, the tiles were smashed layer by layer, and the door valves were also smashed.

At this time, the two figures, one big and one small, had already moved closer, and Wu Chenzi and his little granddaughter saw this scene.

Wuchenzi's eyes were bigger than a bull's eye, and he said, "Bombard the Great Hall of the Great Heroes of Buddhism! Damn it, you young man from Maoshan simply doesn't talk about martial arts!"

"Give you a big thumbs up!"

The little nun on the side frowned and asked: "Grandpa, why don't you talk about martial arts?"

Wu Chenzi chuckled and said, "It means he's very powerful. Grandpa, I'm praising him."

The little nun nodded seriously and said, "Oh, it turns out that big brother is very powerful."

The corner of Wu Chenzi's mouth twitched and said: "This is not powerful, I don't know what is powerful."

At this time, Qin Song's spiritual power seemed to be inexhaustible, and Maoshan golden needles poured down from the sky one after another.

Behind him, Wuchenzi, his little granddaughter, two Taoist priests, and Ying Shuiyao all covered their mouths in surprise.

Wu Chenzi's face was twitching: "Hey, this young man has really strong firepower."

"I don't know if those bald donkeys from the Buddhist sect will go crazy with anger when they know that Maoshan's disciples are bombarding their Daxiong Palace like this."

Ying Shuiyao looked at Qin Song's attack like a madman at this time, and said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, he didn't dare to fight Engong face to face."

Finally, under the bombardment of Qin Song's No.13 wave, a black figure flew out of the Daxiong Palace, and shouted manically: "Don't fight! Don't fight!"

"Brother! I beg you, stop! It's almost dawn! I'll give you back the Void."