Zombie: I made the immortal uncle Jiu by making clay figures

The yellow locust leaves, like insects, drifted away in the wind.

"Brother, now that you are back, help me."

"Go ahead."

"Take advantage of the good moonlight and go to Coffin Mountain with Senior Brother." Grandpa caught Luo Chuan who wanted to hide, and he smiled sinisterly. Luo Chuan seemed to be gone.

"Brother, Coffin Mountain, Zombie Forest, these are places where we monks can go. The bandits in that place are full of resentment. In the middle of the night, they will go out to absorb the moonlight. Are we opponents?" Luo Chuan couldn't wait to leave immediately.

"Brother Pete."

"Teacher, there's nothing we can do. This is a request from the top leadership." There was a pleading look on Uncle Jiu's face.

Who made him have such two unreliable apprentices?

"Brother, please forgive my brother. The zombies can refer to the light of the moon and practice independently. Give them some time, and they may all be pulled into a stalemate." Luo Chuan shook Uncle Jiu's arm.

anger.

"Because they will be promoted. At that time, the senior brother had no choice but to appease them. Not just asking the younger brother to help. Yes. Getting the zombie fungus is a great merit. What do you think?" The hotel uncle's eyes sparkled, he thought his idea was very good.

"Okay."

Luo Chuan nodded proudly. To be honest, he was also tempted. Because of his immeasurable merits, he could exert magic power on two places at once. Why!

"While there is still time, I hope Shi Jian will not do anything bad." Uncle took the peach wood sword and the Bagua mirror, and took Luochuan, Qiu Sheng, and Wencai to the Coffin Mountain.

Bright moon in the sky.

The moonlight was bleak and desolate, and countless zombies opened their mouths wide as if they were worshipping the moon, breathing in the moonlight. A cold light enveloped them.

Luochuan was startled.

"The world is truly so wonderful. The unconscious zombies, by chance, learned the method of cultivation. It's a pity that you lack wisdom. Otherwise, brother, your Ren Jiazhen would be in danger." Luo Chuan stared at the Moon-Worshiping Zombie King and said heavily.

"Youngster, you've seen it too. The Zombie King is nothing special. Give him a few hundred years, and he will inevitably reach the level of zombification. By then, anyone will be able to control him."

"It's just right for the master and disciple's clone, the Zombie King, to directly absorb the power of these zombies and move up to the next level." Luo Chuan's eyes lit up and he said lightly!

The corner of my uncle's mouth twitched.

"I forgot. His brother also raises zombies. They are all evil."

"Brother, do it." The uncle urged helplessly.

"What are you rushing for? Don't you see people practicing moon worship? How can you wait for the righteous to launch a surprise attack?" Luo Chuan's face was solemn.

In fact, his heart is empty.

I didn't do anything after I got out of the mountain.

Chapter 166: Zombie King, Dead

He can get things done at the lowest cost and will never kill to silence anyone. He is a typical example of someone who has lost his way.

"Brother, you..." The uncle breathed a sigh of relief and finally died.

"Shameless..." Lao Jiu said such restrictions.

"Brother, we took action after the zombies finished worshiping the moon and lay in the coffin. Isn't this an easy thing to do? Why be tough? This is not our right way." Luochuan found it difficult to explain.

Why is it so hard to steal a house?

Luo Chuan took a look at his skinny arms and legs and decided to outsmart him.

"Forget it. I'll listen to you." The uncles lay in the pile of dirt and watched the zombies absorb the light of the full moon.

Satisfied, he returned to the coffin.

Peng!

Close the coffin.

Luochuan quietly walked into this zombie forest.

Looking around, the shattered coffins, with the Zombie King's coffin as the center, did not disperse for a moment.

"Poor thing, no need to complain!"

"So, people must die like ghosts." Qiu Sheng jumped up and said.

I don't consider myself dangerous at all.

"Qiu Sheng, I heard that zombies have a very sensitive sense of smell, especially to the smell of strangers. You may be doomed tonight." Luo Chuan patted Qiu Sheng on the shoulder and warned him.

"Uncle, don't be afraid." Qiu Sheng turned around.

I saw the zombie on his shoulder. Just now, I was talking to him. I suddenly trembled and turned my head hard.

"Master, help me."

The ghost cried for a while, and the birds were frightened and cried and fled in all directions.

“I’m shocked. Please speak louder. It might pull the Zombie King out of the coffin.” The Luochuan Zombie King with white teeth said coldly.

"Brother, don't be afraid." Uncle Jiu looked back at the Zombie King in Luochuan and warned.

"Aren't we supposed to eliminate Pasteurella? Hurry up and don't disturb me while I'm eating." The Zombie King of Luochuan was busy, showing his sharp teeth.

Snort coldly.

Cold and ruthless, with a gleam of blood in his eyes.

Obviously, I can't wait.

I can't wait!

"What a sin! How did you become an alien from Maoshan?" the uncle sighed.

Carefully make your way through the coffins and slowly come into contact with the Zombie King's coffin.

Musty smell.

It turned out to be a mass grave. Zombies appeared at night, so no one dared to go up the mountain. A long time ago, this place was abandoned.

Only zombies come out in the middle of the night to build muscle.

"Master, I found it." Qiu Sheng walked cautiously to the half-open coffin. Wearing tattered Qing Dynasty official uniform, he looked at Qiu Sheng with a ferocious face, a livid complexion, and red eyes.

Qiu Sheng was so scared that he avoided that eye.

Ruthless!

A cold existence!

"Be quiet and don't breathe. Otherwise the Zombie King will draw blood first." Uncle Jiu dodged his foot. Pete, come on Zombie King.

"Hurry up and move your mouth to suck out the zombie bacteria, and the rest will be different." Luo Chuan saw that the Zombie King was obviously awake, but his head was empty and he had no thoughts.

Everything is based on instinct.

“Brother, why don’t you come?” Uncle Jiu squeezed out Luochuan, it was really hard to say it out of my mouth.

“Brother, one person does all the work and the other does it. Brother, you have to maintain a useful body and carry on the family line. I leave this difficult task to you.” Luo Chuan glanced at him with disgust.

It's terrible.

Green fangs. Compared to his doppelganger, the Zombie King, he was far less handsome than a man, and the zombies in the mass grave were nothing short of malnourished.

"Wencai, Qiusheng, you two are going to play rock-paper-scissors. Whoever loses will suck the zombie fungus into his mouth." Uncle Jiu held back the discomfort in his heart.

He gave this cheating task to his two problematic disciples.

"Wencai, I have never kissed a girl. Looking at you, senior brother, don't you have the heart to give your first time to the Zombie King like this?" Qiu Sheng looked at Wencai awkwardly.

"Brother, I can bear it. I'm not a yellow bastard."

"I can't. Shaojian is like this. It's Wencai's fault. You have to bear the main responsibility."

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Qiu Sheng used his literary talent to ignore it. He directly covered his mouth and kissed the Zombie King's mouth.

Cai Wen struggled to get up.

In the end, the body was too small to hold on, but Qiu Sheng's strength was too strong. He closed his eyes weakly and tried his best to put the zombie fungus into his mouth.

Pale face.

Smells of cold air.

"Zombies are nothing but the resentment, eternity, condensed babies, and ice of zombies. Hansheng, Wencai Qiusheng, you have changed your mouths, hurry to Maoshan and hand it over to your master." Luochuan's clone, the Zombie King, was furious.

..... ..... ...

Looking at the Zombie King who was already furious.

It is made of steel, you are a clone, and your power is unlimited.

The zombie king's mouth made the zombie who made him feel at ease unable to hold on. Luochuan's clone showed his sharp edge and stabbed the zombie king's neck.

The green blood was directly absorbed into the body by Luochuan's clone.

The king struggled more and more.

Luochuan frowned.

"Brother Lin, I can't do it alone. Come and help me. This time, we must eradicate this zombie king." Luo Chuan saw Uncle Nine holding the peach wood sword and asked him to act quickly.

"Brother, how can you help?" Uncle Jiu was at a loss.

Let him subdue the demons, but restrict the zombies' actions. Wouldn't that be killing him?

Bones of copper and steel.

The power is unlimited!

His little body really couldn't handle the uniform.

Luochuan took out four coffin nails from his yellow pocket, painted a spell on them, and soaked them in rooster blood for 7749 days.

There is already a charming charm between them.

"Nail these four coffins to the Zombie King's limbs." There was a flash of blood at the corners of Luo Chuan's mouth.

Horsehide!

As the Zombie King, why is he so gorgeous?

Is the wild zombie king more powerful than the domestic zombie king? Take a bite of zombie blood.

Burning his internal organs like ice, freezing his heart.

Chapter 167 Yin Meridian

The same is true in the ice cave.

A breath filled with ice crystals.

"But now is not the time for him to think too much. If he accidentally lets the Zombie King succeed, it will be difficult for him and Uncle Jiu to get out of the Coffin Mountain and the Zombie Forest alive. God!

Uncle Jiu took the nails for the coffin.

Take a deep breath.

The five elements and eight trigrams condensed in his palm. He changed the powerful words. He came to the coffin and looked at the wild zombie king who was still struggling.

With a chop of his palm, the coffin was nailed to his hand and bit deeply into the sole of the zombie king's foot.

The king is merciful.

The feeling of fear frightened him.

Struggling more and more.

Uncle Jiu didn't mention that either.

Snap, snap, snap, four palms, four coffins, and barrel nails directly pierced into the body of the zombie "553", drawing blood together with Luochuan's clone.

Totally lost energy.

For an instant.

Gradually wither.

In a short while it turned into a pile of skeletons.

Luochuan stood up and watched attentively.