Since the world of nine uncles is immortal

Chapter 72
As a purple zombie who can do wretched chicken-stealing actions, the purple zombie in Tenteng Town is the best choice among the purple zombies in terms of strength and intelligence.

Otherwise, it would not dare to spread corpse disasters, thinking about being promoted to Fly Zombie.

After opening its corpse eyes, it saw its thirteen little brothers turned into fly ash in an instant, and the emotion of fear instantly overwhelmed the bloodthirsty desire in its mind.

Just after breaking free from the influence of the thunder, Cong Xin's purple stiffness quickly fled behind him without hesitation.

It has been reincarnated from death for so many years, it doesn't want to lose everything in one careless move, and lose its own life in this Tengteng town.

In the blink of an eye, Zizhu disappeared into the night.

Looking at Zi Zhan who disappeared into the night, Huang Zhi, who was also stunned by Jiuxuanlei's momentum just now, came back to his senses.

"Martial nephew, did the purple stiff get scared of the two of us, and retreated in spite of the difficulty?"

Huang Zhi still felt like he was dreaming during the questioning. Although the dream was very real, the things described in the dream were too outrageous!

That is a purple zombie who can control his own life and death at will!

The one that turned into fly ash just now was the thirteen-headed black zombie who could kill him back and forth!
If he hadn't been alive and experienced it himself, Huang Zhi would have thought he was crazy.

"This purple zombie can take thirteen black zombies as its subordinates, it must have been born with wisdom, and with wisdom, it is normal for it to feel afraid.

It's a pity, my mana consumption was too much just now.

Otherwise, if a few lightning strikes from the Nine Profound Realms struck down, this one would have to write off the account of Zijiang, Tengteng Town, today. "

While responding to Huang Zhi, Wang Yu's right hand was quietly making fingerprints.

The handprint of Jiuxuanlei's spellcasting.

With a cautious mind, he always felt that the purple stiff would not just run away with a kick like that.

Now, that purple zombie might be a cat in the surrounding night, secretly staring at him and Huang Zhi, ready to show its fangs at any time!
The facts were indeed as Wang Yu had guessed, a pair of corpse eyes hidden in the darkness were indeed staring at Wang Yu and Huang Zhi.

In the beginning, facing the iron-clad facts, Zi Zhan really only wanted to escape from here.

But after it ran two miles away, it didn't feel the two threatening blood-eating breaths.

Those two threatening blood eaters didn't chase him down?

After realizing this point, Zi Zhan's not-so-smart head began to ponder.

what is this?
Unfortunately, as a Zizhu who is good at thinking about life and planning his life, he still couldn't figure out the reason after thinking for a while.

But driven by the inner instinct of being promoted to Feizhi, it returned to Tengteng Town from another direction by mistake.

Following the bloodthirsty desire in his heart that was almost frightened out, it hid in a corner at the entrance of Renjia Town and looked at the two blood eaters again.

Very ordinary, very attractive!
I really want to lie on their necks and give them a friendly kiss.

But it has experienced many winds and rains, and the instinct of avoiding countless sieges is telling it: don't show up, don't show up, don't show up, otherwise it will die like those little brothers, and there will be nothing left.

Congxin's Zi Zhan quietly withdrew his gaze, and quietly slipped back to his lair in Tenteng Town.

Can it afford to provoke or hide?

Unbeknownst to Wang Yu, who had so much inner activity in the purple stiff in Tengteng Town, he let go of the Jiuxuanlei handprint in his hand after losing its trace for a quarter of an hour.

"Nephew, what you just performed is the Lightning and Thunder Fist that you have inherited from Maoshan?" Huang Zhi, who had waited for a while but did not wait for Zi Zhan to kill his carbine, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was in the mood to ask Wang Yu about the unique skill he used just now. It is the great law of Maoshan.

"Lightning and Thunder Fist is the direct lineage of the head of the sect. Neither my master nor uncle knows this great method of thunder. Uncle Huang thinks that I, a junior, can learn it in a special way."

Hearing Wang Yu's denial, Huang Zhi couldn't believe it. The majestic thunder technique just now was not the Lightning and Thunder Fist?

Does Maoshan have Taoism comparable to Lightning and Thunder Fist?
It's no wonder that Huang Zhi can only think of the Lightning and Thunder Fist. The palm thunder is really notoriously easy to learn but difficult to master.

In the ancestral court of Master Meishan, there are the first three levels of this Taoism, but after so many years, except for a few sailors who study thunder techniques, they will turn over this technique, and they are shelved at other times.

Even the Maoshan School has very few people practicing this Taoism in recent years.

Uncle Ninth and his generation can really say that there is only one Taoist priest with four eyes who can say a word and achieve something in this Taoism.

But even the four-eyed Taoist master's attainment in palm thunder has only reached the second level of Yaojinlei.

Although Yao Jinlei's strokes are sharp, they also have their limits.

The four-eyed Taoist priest who has the magic strike in his hand has now switched to the magic strike technique.

"Maoshan Daoism is really broad and profound. There is more than one method of thunder at the level of Lightning and Thunder Fist. Compared with you, me, Master Mei Shanshui, is still a step behind.

Forget it, let's not talk about these useless things.

Martial nephew, it must be the last thirteen bolts of thunder that caused your mana consumption to be so huge! "

"Exactly, when I killed those zombies in the afternoon, because there was a gap in time, the consumption was not too high.

Although I consumed a lot of mana in the sword fight just now, it's nothing.

What really makes me unsustainable at this moment is that when I just cast the thunder method, I used mana to pull the lightning into thirteen parts, and the mana consumed by the thirteen black zombies.

If I am in the best condition for the lightning of the scale just now, I can lead down about five bolts in succession.

If you don't hesitate to spend money and forcefully stimulate the source of motivation, you can even lead the general down the seven paths. "

"But the seven bolts of lightning can't solve our current predicament. These zombies are not conjoined twins. If you weren't clever enough, nephew and nephew, we might have only one death this time.

Martial nephew, I wonder how many bolts of lightning you can use just now?How long will it take to recover to peak condition if you adjust your breath now? "

"At present, I can only leave one as a means of life-saving, only in this way, when the purple zombie kills the carbine, I can be sure to repel it.

The exercise I practice is Qingyang Jue. This method is peaceful and peaceful. Just give me one night to meditate and adjust my breath.

Tomorrow morning, we will be able to hunt down that purple zombie. This time, we must get rid of the evil.

Otherwise, the next time you encounter this purple zombie in Tenteng Town, it will be hard to say whether it is still purple or not. "

Regarding Wang Yu's words, Huang Zhi nodded his head to show his agreement, and Wang Yu's last words almost reached his heart.

The method of the purple zombie is no longer like an ordinary purple zombie!

Even, this purple zombie began to have some characteristics of flying zombies!
Zombies absorb evil spirits and refine them into corpse energy to strengthen their muscles and bones...

(End of this chapter)