One person: I will give you one of the Shining Fruits.

Qingqing looked at the scene in front of her, gritted her teeth, hardened her heart, and activated her Qi without regard for the consequences, forcibly increasing her own Qi at the cost of burning her life.

"boom!"

After breaking the ropes on his body, he rushed towards Wu Kui.

"Go to hell!"

"You don't think I'm not on guard against you, bitch!"

The flying zombie beside Wu Kui moved quickly and blocked Wu Kui's way.

"Since you want to die so badly, then go ahead and die."

The flying zombie swept his hands across, and Qingqing flew backwards.

"Send her on her way."

Wu Kui circulated his Qi, and a faint Qi aura emerged from the glass cup in his hand, which he shook in the direction of the flying zombie.

Looking at the flying zombie getting closer and closer to her, Qingqing closed her eyes in despair.

"Master, Qingqing will be with you in the next life."

"boom!"

"Senior Sister Qingqing, our uncle still needs your care."

Qingqing opened her eyes and looked in surprise at the young man surrounded by a blue halo and the flying zombie that was smashed away.

"you are?"

"You evil disciple! You have forgotten your junior apprentice! Your Uncle Lin's apprentice, the one who followed you all over Luofu Mountain fifteen years ago!"

A figure flashed in the distance. Looking at the figure in front of her, Qingqing shouted with surprise.

"master!"

Xiao Muyang looked at Uncle Ikkiu hitting Senior Sister Qingqing on the head with a popping date, his face full of trying not to laugh.

"You are Junior Brother Mu Yang!"

"Sister, have you finally remembered?"

Xiao Muyang smiled.

Staring at the dark blue corpse opposite the figure, who was wearing ancient official robes, with his hands raised, two huge fangs at the corners of his mouth, and white mist coming out of his mouth, Yixiu was horrified: "It's really a flying zombie."

"Master, Junior Brother, that person wants to use Li Ling's blood as a medium to transfer the ability of flying zombies to himself. There is also a tomb complex with countless zombies, and there may be more than a few flying zombies. Only he knows the place."

Qingqing suddenly thought of something and spoke to the two of them hurriedly.

"what!"

Ikkiu's face was filled with horror, and he trembled all over as the zombie figures on the ground appeared in his mind.

"I wanted to kill him directly, but now it seems that I have to capture him alive and hand him over to the headquarters. This matter is really a big deal."

Wu Kui stared at the old man and the young man who suddenly appeared, his eyes slightly narrowed, and muttered to himself: "Looks like we have to speed up, they got here so quickly." Then he suddenly opened his eyes wide and shouted to the people opposite.

"Are you guys treating me like I don't exist?"

"Listen, I'm a formal employee of Nadutong. Tell me the location of the tombs and I'll capture you."

"Boy, come on if you have the guts. Don't just talk big. If you have the guts, come on and try. We don't know who will win."

Xiao Muyang looked at the situation on the opposite side and thought that Wu Kui had already caused casualties among ordinary people. The company would definitely deal with it seriously to set an example. He also expected that Wu Kui would not cooperate obediently, so he was ready to go to war.

Xiao Muyang took a stance and said to the two people behind him without turning his head: "Uncle, Sister, you take Miss Li and retreat first. This zombie is a bit tough."

"Can you do this by yourself? This is a flying zombie, it has hundreds of years of practice."

Master Ikkyu and his disciple spoke at the same time to the figure standing in front of them.

Xiao Muyang nodded, Yixiu turned around and pulled his apprentice Qingqing to retreat behind him.

"Master, stop joking. This is a flying zombie. How can I do this alone?"

Qingqing tried to break free from Ikkiu's hand and said hurriedly.

"Nonsense, you will only cause trouble for your junior brother if you stay here, trust your junior brother!"

"But.."

After hearing what his master said, he could only grit his teeth and follow his master to retreat.

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

Wu Kui looked at Mu Yang who was taking a stance opposite him, and the two monks who were retreating. The Qi in his body was running wildly, and he raised the glass cup in his hand and shook it quickly in the direction of the flying zombie.

A stream of white air came out of Fei Jiang's nose and ears. He suddenly jumped up and flew up, stomping hard on Mu Yang below with his feet.

Xiao Muyang put his hands in a stance, and waves of blue energy circles appeared on the surface of his body. He clenched his fists, and stepped hard. A wave of energy exploded from the bottom up towards the flying zombie.

"Boom!"

The flying zombie flew backwards, turned over and jumped up, continuing to fly towards Mu Yang.

Mu Yang used a whip kick and collided with the flying zombie again.

"Clap"

"Boom"

Waves of smoke rose up frequently. The man and the zombie exchanged dozens of moves in an instant and then retreated.

Wu Kui shouted sarcastically at Mu Yang on the opposite side: "How are you, kid? It's useless even if you are strong. Is your Qi almost exhausted? I can even exhaust you to death."

"Really? How do you know I only have a few hundred million Chi left?"

Xiao Muyang said with an ambiguous look on his face.

"You don't know how to live or die!"

Seeing Xiao Muyang's expression, Wu Kui angrily sent all the Qi in his body into the glass cup in his hand, and then threw it out. The glass cup emitted white light and went towards the flying zombie. The invisible energy poured into the flying zombie's brain.

The flying zombie's eyes flashed with black light, and its body was covered with black energy. It swayed back and forth irregularly, and bursts of white mist came out of its mouth, nose and ears.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Mu Yang muttered to himself.

"Is this the magic weapon for controlling flying zombies? This magic weapon is really a bit weird."

Xiao Muyang threw a talisman with a gold background and black patterns into the air. A flash of red light dyed the surroundings a fiery red. Dozens of huge, bright fireballs emerged from the flashing red talisman in the air and smashed towards the flying zombie.

"Talisman technique, meteor shower."

“Boom, boom…”

Continuous fireballs hit the flying zombie, and suddenly it was a sea of ​​fire.

Wu Kui clasped his hands together and continued to inject the remaining Qi in his body into the glass cup floating in the air.

Sparks exploded and the flying zombie leaped out of the sea of ​​fire.

Xiao Muyang muttered to himself as he watched the flying zombie that flew out from the sea of ​​fire, with its skin charred black and its official uniform torn into pieces.

"High-level talismans are useless, right? If the talismans of Samadhi True Fire in our sect hadn't been lost, we wouldn't have to use thunder magic."

Xiao Muyang closed his eyes, and the Shangqing Jinye Dan Meridian in his body began to work, and his eyes flashed blue light.

"The wooden stake method, the art of surrounding the stake."

I saw several wooden stakes rushing towards the flying zombie rapidly, wrapping it in the middle and squeezing it inwards.

Xiao Muyang's whole body was filled with energy, and his entire body was covered with blue lightning. He swung his hands back and forth and waved them towards the sky.

Blue lightning instantly broke through the sky, and suddenly dark clouds rolled in, with lightning and thunder.

"Boom"

"Boom"

A deep blue lightning lashed down in the shape of a dragon, and Mu Yang's whole body was bathed in thunder. The blue Qi around him gradually darkened in color, and the Qi circle gradually expanded. Bursts of lightning lashed towards the surroundings, and rocks rolled and flames flashed within a few dozen meters.

"No!" Wu Kui looked at the exaggerated scene in front of him with an expression of disbelief, and frantically directed the Liuli Lamp, trying to help the flying zombie break free from the wooden cage.

Blue lightning flashed in Xiao Muyang's eyes, and a figure instantly appeared above the head of the trapped flying zombie.

"Lightning Thunder Fist, break!"

"boom!"

The aftermath spread in all directions.

Master Ikkyu and his disciple widened their eyes in disbelief.

"Xiao Muyang is using human power to control the natural lightning force! Is this still the Lightning Thunder Fist?"

The remaining power dissipated...

A huge deep pit appeared before everyone's eyes. In the center of the pit, only some fragments of ancient official uniforms remained, with sporadic flames still emitting, while the flying zombie had been reduced to ashes...