Zombie: at the Beginning, Uncle Jiu Told Me About the Match

Seeing Qin Hao and Ninth Uncle nod in agreement, Daoist Chunhua slowly raised his hand and saluted and walked out of the room.

Looking at the re-closed wooden door, Qin Hao sighed lightly: "This is the real compassion!"

As night fell, the entire Da Fang Bo was completely quiet.

At the request of Daoist Chunhua, Feng, Rain and Thunder took the bride out of the city overnight and rushed back to Maoshan.

Daoist Chunhua sat cross-legged on a built altar, quietly waiting for the moonlight to fall.

Around the altar, there are dense spells engraved and engraved, and these spells are exuding a faint light, overflowing with a sense of righteousness.

Qin Hao and Jiu Shu stood silently on the edge of the altar, secretly running real energy and mana.

"Ready?"

　　Daoist Chunhua looked at the spells around him and asked.

"Okay." Uncle Jiu pondered, his face couldn't bear to say: "What is the last word of Uncle Shi?"

"I have to trouble you to send my ashes back to Maoshan."

The evening breeze was blowing, and Chunhua Daochang's clothes were fluttering gently, and he had a free and easy smile on his face.

Ninth Uncle is not a hypocritical person, so in the face of life and death matters, he can barely handle it.

Daoist Chunhua took it lightly, as if the imminent death would not bring him the slightest burden.

It seems that the mouth is not talking about life and death, but an ordinary farewell.

"The moon has risen."

Looking at the moon rising slowly from the void, Qin Hao interjected at an inopportune moment.

Daoist Chunhua nodded heavily, then closed his eyes, and his hands danced on his chest like flowers and butterflies.

Moreover, Daoist Chunhua took the initiative to let go of his mind and was basically unprepared.

The reason is that it will be convenient for Ninth Uncle and Qin Hao to take action later.

Not long after, the jade rabbit broke through the dark cloud and came out.

The faint moonlight shone on Daoist Chunhua's body, he seemed to be asleep, his hands were weakly hanging down on his legs.

At this moment, his breathing also stopped.

For a little while, Daoist Master Chunhua exuded a strange and evil aura.

The blood-colored light shone around Daoist Chunhua's body, and those eyes that were supposed to be full of compassion were now emitting a bloodthirsty and tyrannical blood light, as if a hungry wolf was about to break free from his body.

This look is full of fox-like cunning, as if swearing that his conspiracy will succeed.

However, when the other party saw Qin Hao and Ninth Uncle, the cunning in his eyes suddenly disappeared, but it was replaced by shock.

"Are you surprised, surprised or not?"

Uncle Jiu hasn't spoken yet, Qin Hao grinned.

The Zombie King was silent, with a dull expression on his face.

It seems to be aware of the crisis and simply no longer hides it.

With a bang, a tyrannical yin and evil spirit swept out from Daoist Chunhua's body.

Neither Qin Hao nor Ninth Uncle had detected Yin Sha Qi before, which was not to say that Daoist Chunhua really didn't have it in his body.

However, the evil spirit was completely hidden by the zombie king.

Now that it burst out suddenly, it is bound to cause immeasurable damage to the soul.

Whether it is the soul of Daoist Chunhua, or the consciousness of the zombie king, it will be extremely harmful.

However, Daoist Chunhua had already held the heart of mortal and was ready to die generously.

Killing the Zombie King is an important part of Daoist Master Chunhua's plan.

Therefore, neither Qin Hao nor Ninth Uncle have to worry too much.

"Shh!"

Ninth Uncle stretched out his palm directly, mana poured into his fingertips, and the prepared seal was instantly triggered.

Along with the Dharma seal, the many spells on the altar gradually glowed with golden light, as if candlelights were shining.

In the end, all the spells were lit together, and the golden light gathered and condensed into a golden beam of light with a diameter of tens of meters, and went straight to the sky.

"Oh!"

The zombie king's consciousness erupted with a violent wave of yin and corpse aura, not to fight Qin Hao and Jiu Shu.

Because it knew Qin Hao's strength and did not dare to fight with the two of them.

In its current state, it is not Qin Hao's opponent at all.

Therefore, the Zombie King used all his powers and hurriedly fled outside the city, just wanting to escape from here.

As a result, just after resisting the edge of the altar, the golden beam of light flickered and bounced back directly.

The entire altar has now become a cage.

For the sake of safety, Qin Hao's mind moved slightly, and he turned his five fingers in the air to open a barrier, which was smelted into one with the golden beam of light created by Ninth Uncle.

Ninth Uncle swept the formation under the altar, while Qin Hao slowly walked up to the altar.

To kill the zombie king, Qin Hao had to take action.

"Boom!"

Qin Hao walked and grabbed the zombie king with both hands.

Two huge palms grabbed towards the Zombie King and forcibly pressed the Zombie King to the ground from the left and right sides.

The Zombie King knelt on the ground, and it wanted to fight with all its strength.

However, the huge palm also contains the energy of ice, the power of thunder and lightning, and the power of blazing flames.

The fusion of the three forces is simply not something that the zombie king's current state can resist.

Moreover, Daoist Chunhua was already prepared, and at this moment forcibly awakened a sense of consciousness, trying his best to seal the power in his body.

Therefore, the movements of the zombie king are difficult to form, so they can be easily controlled by Qin Hao.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Hao had brought the strong wind to the front of the zombie king.

He pressed his palm lightly on Chunhua Daoist's head, the light flickered, and a thunderbolt enveloped Yintang.

The zombie king roared wildly, and it could clearly feel that as the lightning wrapped Yintang, its consciousness gradually blurred.

The point is, all this is simply irreversible and irresistible.

After a few minutes, the zombie king's consciousness completely disappeared.

Daoist Chunhua's body trembled, his body was covered in white smoke, and his skin was charred.

He struggled to open his eyes, and his eyes had returned to clarity.

"Thank you!"

He looked very weak, barely supporting his body and casting a grateful look at Qin Hao. .

Chapter 219

Qin Hao nodded slightly and said slowly, "Uncle, you still have a few minutes."

"enough."

Daoist Chunhua slowly closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and quickly sorted out the remaining memories of the zombie king's consciousness in his mind.

The Jiuxiao Purple Thunder Sword he held in his hand was also activated, exuding Zixiao Divine Thunder.

The consciousness of the zombie king not only has memory, but also the tyrannical and bloodthirsty instinct of the zombie king.

Even if Daoist Chunhua's consciousness is dominant, he still needs divine soldiers to suppress this instinct.

About half a minute later, Chunhua Dao spoke very fast: "What is dormant in my body is a part of the zombie king's body."

Hearing this, Qin Hao and Ninth Uncle frowned at the same time, but they didn't interrupt and listened quietly to Daoist Chunhua's words.

"The Zombie King is very smart. It gave up its indestructible voice of King Kong, refined it into a clone, and came to Da Fangbo to explore the way."

Hearing this, Qin Hao nodded in agreement, he had experienced this.

No wonder, the fighting power shown by the Zombie King in World War I is a bit rubbish.

Now it seems that I finally understand why.

After all, 16 zombies have reached the level of half-step corpse, and they can condense their consciousness into a state similar to the soul, and no longer need to rely on the body to burst into a powerful force.

Although the power that erupted at this time will be weakened a lot, it is not something that ordinary monks can handle.

Daoist Chunhua continued: "Moreover, the consciousness of the zombie king is divided into many parts, and many of them are attached to the bodies of the common people."

"These people have no resistance, and they have all become walking corpses, and will eventually become corpses and corpses."

Corpse demons and corpses are strange things, just like Shi Shaojian.

Not afraid of the sun, not afraid of ordinary magic tools and talismans, and even walking in broad daylight like ordinary people, with consciousness, it is difficult to find clues.

However, no matter what, zombies are always zombies. Even if they are no different from ordinary people, they still cannot change their bloodthirsty nature and need to rely on blood to survive.

"This Zombie King knows how to practice, and is even advancing towards the dry scorpion, and it also knows the existence of Xuanmen, and wants to avoid the pursuit of Xuanmen's powerhouse."

"The consciousness separated from the main body knows how to practice. When the practice is successful, all the consciousnesses will eventually merge into one and completely turn into a dry spell."

"At that time, as long as it survives the catastrophe, it will be a real corpse, and it will become a catastrophe in the world!"

Chunhua Dao spoke at an extremely fast rate without any pause in the middle.

As time passed, Daoist Chunhua's forehead was covered with sweat, and his tone became much weaker.

Moreover, the more he said, the more shocked the face of Daoist Chunhua became.

He is very fortunate that he chose to sacrifice himself and exposed the conspiracy of the zombie king.

Otherwise, once the Zombie King merges hundreds of consciousnesses and turns it into a dread, the entire Kyushu will experience a catastrophe.