Reborn Zombie Daoist

Chapter 531 Human King Meteor Fist (Part [-])
The king was a little flustered.

His bow is gone.

The Pangu bow is an artifact specially made by the Pangu tribe for the king Fuxi, just like the giant ax that Shachen snatched from the Pangu patriarch, it has a specific use object.

The Holy Mother of Yaochi is the most perfect goddess created by the Pangu clan. She is a machine that seduces fate. In terms of strength, she is stronger than the King of Humans. Not to mention anything else, just getting some virus out is enough for the King of Humans. He can match or even On the surface, suppressing the Holy Mother of Yaochi depends entirely on the power of the Pangu bow.

In the original play, Wanyan Bupo couldn't even catch an arrow in his consciousness, and the Holy Mother of Yaochi also said that she didn't dare to catch the real Fuxi arrow.

However, the Pangu bow is not that strong. The minister broke the Fuxi arrow with his bare hands, and Kuang Tianyou stepped on the Fuxi arrow and turned it back to attack the king. This shows that the power of a single Fuxi arrow is limited, and the king can only shoot nine arrows in a row. He shot down nine suns and was running out of strength.

"The Pangu Bow is my divine weapon. It is connected with my mind. No matter where it is, it will appear as soon as I summon it. Why... it disappeared."

"Damn it, someone must have sealed the Pangu bow, who is it?" The human king bared his zombie body and roared angrily.

"Want a bow?"

On the back mountain of Repulse Bay, the soul avatar weighed the Pangu bow in his hand, hehe laughed, just now the Pangu bow suddenly shone and vibrated violently, as if it was about to break through the air and go away.

The soul avatar instantly guessed that the human king was summoning the Pangu bow, and if it was in his hands, don't even want to go back even if it is rubbish.

"Human King Fuxi lost his Pangu bow, let's see how you mess around." The soul clone sneered, put away the Pangu bow, and looked down at his palm.

The fingernail cut through the palm, blood seeped out from the scar, and slowly turned into a blood line, the strong recovery ability quickly recovered from the injury, but the soul clone did not do that, the arm exerted force, and the bright red blood poured down like a waterfall .

The blood hung in the air, condensed into a palm-sized ball, exuding a bright luster, losing so much zombie blood, the soul clone turned pale and felt weak.

After taking out more than a dozen bottles of zombie methadone and drinking them, his face looked better. He took a deep breath, and spattered the blood with one palm, and sprinkled it on a bluestone slab.

This is not an ordinary bluestone slab, and Sha Chen doesn't know the name of the material. He got it from Pangu Holy Land.

The surface of the slate is as smooth as a mirror, and it can be used as a mirror. You can see yourself clearly when you lower your head. The color of the slate is dark, and the background behind you is black when you take a photo. It is also the same in broad daylight. Squeeze it over.

There are threads engraved on the stone slab, the threads are deep and wide, a bit like the bloodletting groove on a saber, the blood that falls on it gathers in the threads strangely, and flows quickly towards the inside like a burning mosquito coil.

In the middle of the thread is a very strange pattern, like a burning flame, the blood fills the flame groove, glows crimson, and then burns, sweeping a cluster of flames ten centimeters high.

The moment the flame appeared, the eyes and pupils of the soul clone shrank, and some strange handprints were formed on both hands, and there were words in his mouth, as if he was performing some ancient sacrificial ceremony.

There was no wind around, but the flames swayed slightly, and the darkness rushed towards the tide, swallowing all the light, leaving only this crimson flame.

The darkness is getting heavier and thicker, like sea water squeezed in, the crimson flame shrinks rapidly, and becomes the size of a bean in the blink of an eye.

The soul avatar let out a deep roar, and the bean-sized flame suddenly rose up. At this moment, a strong wind blew up in the darkness. In fact, the wind was not strong, but it was completely destructive when blowing on the flame.

The flame is out.

The darkness receded quickly, and the light illuminated the room again. The soul clone gasped, staring at the dry blood on the bluestone board, with a wry smile on the corner of its mouth.

Stealing the power of the law is a tricky method, which is against the will of God, so it is extremely difficult to condense the law. It really depends on luck, if it can be achieved, there is no way to do it.

And every time the power of the law is stolen, the soul clone will fall into a weak state, and it will take at least three days to recover, which is also a big problem.

"It seems that we have to think of another way." The soul clone said in a low voice, and slowly closed its eyes.

……

Not getting the Pangu Bow, King Fuxi suppressed his anger and followed the original plan to find the Holy Mother of Yaochi.

At this time, the Holy Mother of Yaochi is very weak, even a stronger boy can overthrow her. This is one of the reasons why she is looking for Wanyan Bupo. The third person between kings is like Chang'e thousands of years ago.

Some men and women will have a good impression as soon as they meet, and some are naturally disgusted with each other, and they will not dislike the Holy Mother of Yaochi without breaking their faces, and they will not fall in love with her easily.

He is a dedicated man, for hundreds of years, Yue Yinping has firmly occupied his heart, even if he awakened the memory of the brave man, he did not look for Wang Zhenzhen.

But the door of his closed heart had left a gap hundreds of years ago. The Holy Mother of Yaochi was a top hacker, and she left behind without Wanyan Bupo noticing.

The fairy peach of Yaochi was transformed by the blood of the Holy Mother of Yaochi, Wanyan Bupo ate the fairy peach of Yaochi and turned into a zombie, he was the only person in the world who was connected with the Holy Mother of Yaochi.

He could feel the heart of the Holy Mother of Yaochi, her extreme love and hatred, her weakness and helplessness, her tolerance and generosity, the two hearts have been together for a long time, even the beating frequency tends to be the same.

"Is it better?" Wanyan Bupo walked to the bay window, handed a glass of water to the Holy Mother of Yaochi lying on the recliner, and asked.

"Thank you, I already understand the principle of the virus, and it will take a while to crack it."

"Do your thing with peace of mind, no one can hurt you with me."

"is it?"

A man in a silver-gray suit walked in with his hands behind his back, his muscular body propping up the suit, showing the man's fitness.

"Human King Fuxi!"

The face of the Holy Mother of Yaochi changed drastically, and Wanyan Bupo subconsciously stood in front of her, "King, the Holy Mother of Yaochi tested the poison with her body, and she is very weak now, even if you kill the Holy Mother, you will not be able to win by force."

"You have no right to intervene in the grievances between me and the Holy Mother. Get out of the way." Human King looked at the living room, unable to read Yanbupo.

"Human King, do you really want to go to war now?" The Holy Mother of Yaochi's eyes were red, she struggled to stand up, and asked.

"You are the one who is going to fight, the Holy Mother of Yaochi. Now that I am here, you don't want to fight anymore. What do you think I am?" The king looked at the Holy Mother of Yaochi, and slowly raised a finger, "Punch, catch me!" One punch, I'll give you 5 minutes."

"it is good."

"Wan Yan Bu Po..." The Holy Mother of Yaochi was startled, and looked at him worriedly.

Wanyan Bupo smiled, "It's okay, if taking Ren Wang's punch can prevent a catastrophe on earth, I will die as I deserve, Ren Wang, I hope you will keep your word and give the Holy Mother 5 minutes to explain the situation."

"Noisy."

As soon as Wanyan Bupo finished speaking, the King of Humans flew out like lightning, and punched Wanyan Bupo in the chest.

With a sound of "哗啦", the glass of the bay window shattered, Wanyan Bupo flew out like a meteor, and did not come back for a long time.

(End of this chapter)