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

Kazuo Yamamoto still has this capital.

The power of zombies will never disappear. Considering mortals as just a few years, how can they be opponents of zombies, even in the long years.

Yamamoto's strength is growing stronger and stronger. …

However, the loneliness in your heart may become deeper and deeper.

But he forgot that there are always people better than you and mountains better than you. In addition to them, there are many powerful figures such as the general and Nuwa.

These extraordinary people all have their own purposes and are eager to see the world. For others, playing in the world is just a leisure pastime.

Think of the Queen Mother of the West and the King of the People. Drinking leisurely in the bar and falling in love. These people are just beginning to feel the beauty of the world.

How can Yamamoto just destroy the world?

At least, the king wouldn't allow it. These were his people.

The white villains from Luochuan saw the ceiling, which was full of lifelike gods and Buddha statues, but they were just made of mud. The real gods and Buddhas had left here.

Hey!

They may be completely disappointed with this world. Or, it is also possible that the gods and Buddhas have found a better place and no longer worry about being corroded by worldly theories.

I don't care about him.

The world was completely abandoned by them. The result was the same.

Miao Shan nodded and thought: "Kuang Tianyou, the Great Sun Curse, and Luochuan...〃 ..."

Yamamoto Kazuo frowned, Quan Tianyou knew that this guy was bitten by the Zombie King, this was the second time he heard about it. Regarding Xu Bu Si, there are also good and evil commodities. Since you have promised yourself not to interfere in this matter, don't interfere.

Sit on the wall and watch!

Luochuan might want to see them in the theater. Especially just now Miaoshan was called the Luochuan Fairy. This is a mythological figure.

Nature cannot speak.

He didn't take Tathagata's true words to heart at all, especially Miao Shan. He looked amazing, but she rarely planted trees. She knew the secrets and showed everyone the way. He could kill Miao Shan here with one hand.

not needed for now.

"What are you thinking?"

Ben Jing came out from behind, clenched his fists, and blocked the long stick in the monk's hand. It was obvious that he also noticed the killing. That was to strike first.

haha~

Luochuan clapped his hands.

"Give me face, let's forget about it for now and go home!" But Luochuan couldn't let Yamamoto Kazuo deal with Miao Shan now.

Her bigger role is not just staying in this small temple.

"very good."

Mrs. Yamamoto nodded, and the man didn’t understand. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have intervened. There are other issues to consult Miao Shan.

Then you can't find it?

"｀ ˇTang Benjing, let's go!"

Yamamoto Kazuo led a group of people down the mountain, but he was a little unwilling to see a rich man who was pregnant with a patient, so he walked to the side of Miaoshan.

"Miao Shan, follow the master. Can you tell me that I can live forever?"

"no"

Miao Shan directly told his fate, and looked at Yamamoto who had left with a blurry look in his eyes. At this time, he realized that Yamamoto might be teasing him.

Narrow space, confined.

Luo Chuan opened his eyes. It was dark and he could not see anything.

He felt a little uncomfortable and tried to stretch out his hand, but his elbow was stiff, as if it was in a cast and couldn't bend at all.

After turning over and over many times, he finally found himself trapped in a wooden enclosed space (Wang Haohao), shaped like a coffin and the size of a coffin.

"Are you staying in bed? What's wrong?"

A bit ignorant.

He pushed the board in front of him, but couldn't move it open, as if there was a thick wall in front of him.

"Oops! Is anyone there? Help!"

He decided that he couldn't get out and started shouting for help.

But when his voice came out, he scared himself.

It made a hoarse roaring sound, like a broken file.

His pupils shrank and he gradually calmed down.

Then he realized that he was in misery and became an old man in Mr. Zombie Big Boss.

He immediately realized the situation because the attribute panel appeared in front of him.

[Host: Ren]

【Realm】The Walking Dead

[Strength: 1].

Chapter 343 Ren Weiyong comes out of the coffin

[Speed:1]

[Constitution:1]

[Skill: None]

[Photo] Because of offending a Feng Shui master, the tomb originally called "Dragonfly Water" was sealed with ashes on the top of the coffin, becoming a haunted tomb. As a result, the old man Ren Jiazhen became the weakest zombie in the Walking Dead. 】

(The highest attribute point of a healthy person in peak condition is 1.)

When you see your own attributes, your mood will turn cold.

“When others passed by, some were great men, some were apprentices of Uncle Jiu, and some had small businesses such as coffin shops and paper shops. When they were living happily, they became Luochuan and became miserable old zombies?”

"How's it going out there now?"

“Desolate mountains and wilderness, or the human town of Yizhuang…isn’t it outside?

very scary!

Luochuan felt uncomfortable.

I remember the heroic moments when I killed the zombies.

Weakness and trembling

……

【Man! 】

【System login function is enabled! 】

[Sign up every day, get super bonuses, and become the strongest zombie king! ]

appoint:"……"

Check in?

The strongest zombie king?

stunned.

He read novels in his previous life. Of course I know how powerful the signature system is.

You don’t have to do anything, just lie down and you will win!

The frustration of being a zombie is lessened.

But he had to verify the strength of the system.

Using his consciousness, he clicked the [Sign] button.

[Ding... You completed the first day of signing and got the "Ten Year Road Trip"! 】

Ying Ying!

At this moment, he felt that his cultivation level was improving rapidly.

In such a short period of time, Ren directly gained 10 years of zombie cultivation!

Crazy white hair began to grow all over his body, and his two fangs were thick and sharp.

Stiff!

Ten years of practice directly pushed Ren to the realm of the White Way!

The walking dead are nothing more than jumping corpses.

Bai Qiang, that's a real zombie!

Use a lot of force and stiffen your whole body!

Enough to crush all ordinary people!

Ren felt strength filling his body, raised his arms again, and pushed hard against the lid of his coffin.

Finally the coffin lid was opened...

Unfortunately, as soon as a gap appeared in the lid, the dazzling light stung Ren's (agbf) eyes and pressed down the lid with great force.

His men were losing consciousness.

In any case, it can be confirmed that these must be attributed to the so-called "ink lines".

He remembered the story of the movie. In it, Master Ren’s coffin was painted with an ink line. I think that was when the coffin was put into Yizhuang.

Suddenly he stopped moving and listened carefully to the sounds outside.

Beauveria bassiana has a very sensitive sense of hearing, especially at night.

There were several voices outside the coffin.

There are brisk footsteps...

open the door...

Loud snoring...

Wait patiently.

After about ten minutes, no other sound could be heard except snoring.

The director was finally relieved.

Well, according to the script he was familiar with, the footsteps just now should have been from Uncle Lin Jiu, and the snoring should have been from Uncle Jiu’s apprentice Cai Wen.

Luochuan thought.

The pay is only ten years, which sounds like a lot.

However, what is Bai Li, who has practiced for ten years, in front of Lin Jiu?

Not in vain, even if it is stronger, it is still flying in darkness... In the end, it was not Uncle Lin who died!

So, we have to wait for the good opportunity.

Time goes by.

The sun rises and sets, and a day passes.

the next day.

Sign button to start over.

“It’s a very practical skill.”

At any given moment, he mastered a new skill, and his eyes shone with passion and excitement.

As a zombie targeted by Uncle Lin, what skill is best?

It's a hidden trick!

If I had the turtle breathing technique, staying alive shouldn't be a problem.