I came to the world of the heavens

Chapter 311
When Chen Chu stared at the zombie.

Suddenly, the voice of the four-eyed priest came from the side. He turned his head and saw that the four-eyed priest had arranged a statue on the ground. In front of the statue, there were three wine cups arranged in the shape of Chinese characters, and he shouted, "Patriarch! Help me" and the like...

Immediately afterwards, he picked up the wine glass and splashed it on his face, stood up, held the seal with both hands, and stomped his right foot on the ground frantically.

Chen Shishi's pupils rolled, and a puff of white smoke from the mud statue on the ground enveloped the body of the four-eyed priest. He stood up slowly, his face flushed, and his clothes bulged as if inflated...

The whole thing is like a devil with muscles.

He showed a confident expression towards Chen Shishi, walked towards the zombie with big strides, grabbed its shoulders with both hands, yelled violently, and fell to the ground like smashing a sack...

The zombie stood upright, feeling insulted!

It roared and jumped up, from top to bottom, the black nails of both hands poked towards the eyes of the four-eyed Taoist priest!

Simu Daochang shot his hand very quickly, grabbed its wrist and threw it to the ground again, and then straddled its entire back, with two fists the size of sandbags bowing left and right, fighting like a hooligan...

Chen Shishi watched silently. This kind of fist-to-flesh method of killing monsters and demons seemed unexpectedly enjoyable.He even has an urge to try...

Chen Shishi jumped up and pressed his knees on its shoulders!

The little boy was young, but he didn't panic in the slightest when he saw this scene. He raised his hand to stop the mustache, looked at Taoist Qianhe who was sitting on the ground and asked, "What happened?"

Although some people established the Republic of China, in many places there are still warlords fighting wildly for territory. There is no safe place in this world, even Manchukuo, which was newly established by the emperor.

Ignoring the pain, he formed a mudra with his hands and stomped the ground again to call out to the Patriarch.

The life of the zombie being beaten is skeptical. It has completely lost its initial momentum. The hat is off, the whole hair is disheveled, obsequious, like a little girl who has been raped by a bully, and even feels pity for me. It is very wonderful...

Holding the mudra in the left hand, spreading the five fingers of the right hand to press its head on the ground, and using the "Reincarnation Sutra of Resentment and Resentment", the nails swelled up, puffed and pierced into the back of the zombie's head, and the grievances poured into his body continuously through the five fingers...

Oops!

Out of the tent came a thin mustache walking femininely in a hood.

Along the way, he has been thinking about how to tell his little elder brother about this, because even if he arrives in the capital, he doesn't know if the prince's mansion is still there.

Roar! ! !
The roaring voice interrupted their sensationalism.

White air gushed out from the wound, and the muscles all over his body slowly shrank.

It's just a child, but he can say such words, just like a little adult...

The little elder brother stared wide-eyed: "Impossible, we have only been out for more than a year, how could such a drastic change have taken place in the capital, what is your intention in talking like this?"

Speaking of which, the royal zombies in front of them are not as powerful as the zombies in Mr. Jiang's world, at most they can resist.If that fly freezes over, Daoist Four Eyes and Master Yixiu will have a finale...

The zombie fell on the ground and writhed his body continuously. The four-eyed Daochang was full of arrogance, and he walked slowly at a pace that his relatives did not recognize. Who knows, suddenly he stepped back a few steps, his foot was injured by a knife on the ground, and he suddenly gasped. The sound of leaking sounded...

Mustache was startled, shook the silk scarf in his hand, covered his mouth and nose: "What, it's so dangerous, brother, it seems that we can't transport the corpse back to the capital... we can only do it here Get rid of it, after all your safety is more important than anything else."

There are more grievances than ghosts, the electric arc between Chen Shishi's eyebrows is extremely black, and the wind blows all over his body, like a demon in the flesh...

Holding a silk scarf in his hand, he was protecting an eight-year-old boy in brocade clothes, and said sissyly: "Oh, it's so noisy that my little brother and I can't sleep. What are you doing... God, how did you get the body out?"

As soon as these words came out, the scene fell silent instantly.

Seeing this, the zombie immediately got up, waved his hands, and sent him flying, past the little elder brother and Wu Shilang. Now it just wants to tear the four-eyed Taoist priest into pieces alive! !

Aesthetics of violence.

Thinking of this, Wu Shilang felt sad, hugged his little elder brother and sobbed softly, and said, "Please rest assured, no matter what happens in the world, I, Karasuma, will stay by your side!"

He took a step forward, and in a flash, he came behind the zombie. His right hand was wrapped in a red arc, and he slapped it on the back. With a bang, the zombie staggered and fell to the ground.

Chen Shishi watched the battle from the sidelines for a long time, so he had a clue.

Karasuma is the little elder brother's close servant, and he is also the one who watched the younger elder brother grow up. He has a troubled expression on his face: "It's true that something happened in the capital, and the emperor did leave the capital, but I believe that the emperor's The strength will definitely return to the Golden Temple and revive the majesty of our Qing Dynasty!"

He grabbed the arm of the sissy mustache next to him: "Karasuma, you claim to be the most well-informed, is what he said true!"

He couldn't believe it himself, because the current situation was too chaotic.

Daoist Qianhe exposed the wound on his arm: "Thunderbolt struck the coffin and activated the zombies. They are very ferocious, extremely powerful, and invulnerable. Fortunately, my senior brother and master still have this... this friend, otherwise there will be trouble." I'm afraid you're in danger too..."

When Chen Chu heard the words, he was a little puzzled and said: "The capital? I heard that the emperor has left the capital and re-established a Manchukuo in the northeast. Don't you know?"

Zombies are not in the five elements, do not enter reincarnation, are abandoned by heaven and earth, gather resentment on corpses, become weather, and are almost immortal.

Seeing this, Master Yixiu not far away couldn't help clasping his hands together and recited Amitabha, sin, sin.Then he patted the four-eyed Taoist priest who was still stomping the ground to summon the patriarch: "I am a monk who doesn't understand your Taoist affairs. By the way... Longhushan, is there such a way of Taoism? It seems a bit misleading." Feeling astray."

Slapped his hand away with four eyes, and sneered twice: "There are many things you don't understand. There is a dark wind on your body, and you are going astray if you take out resentment? What kind of?
Don't judge a thing by its appearance, a knife in the hands of a good person is different from a knife in the hands of a bad person!understand? "

After finally seizing the opportunity to teach Yixiu Bald Donkey a lesson, he naturally couldn't let it go, and his whole person became sanctimonious, and he almost had the words righteous and awe-inspiring written on his face.

Seeing Yixiu's deflated look, Simu's heart was as happy as drinking iced sugar water in summer, and he almost laughed out loud!But having said that, does Longhushan have such underworld spells?
This Chen Chuchu has only known each other for less than two hours, so he must be a real evil cultivator...

(End of this chapter)