Zombie: I made the immortal uncle Jiu by making clay figures

Spit out ice crystals to freeze the wild zombie king directly.

The coffin was completely frozen.

Luochuan's heart was full of coldness and gave me a smile.

"Brother, thank goodness this Zombie King has been completely abolished."

"Youngsters, please be careful not to let the brutality of the zombies control you. When that happens, even the gods can't save you." The uncle warned coldly.

The mouth looks like it has eaten a fly.

He, uncle!

Subdue the devil, but keep your spirit healthy.

I just killed my brother and the Zombie King.

But he felt embarrassed that the zombie king raised by his younger brother might also evolve into the first fly in the world.

In addition to being upset, you cannot put justice above family ties.

Watch it step by step.

If it is a wild path, then it is a wild zombie!

Follow your instincts and learn from the moonlight. Drink until you are covered in wild fruits. You can evolve into the Zombie King.

God is unfair.

Luo Chuan stood up weakly, his face turning blue.

The zombie king he carefully cultivated was a single zombie. Among the five elements of heaven and earth, there was only one that was born and raised in the wild, but this wild zombie king didn't know what he had eaten.

Full of resentment!

There is even the possibility of various toxins, confusion, and everything ends here.

Luochuan's three views were completely overturned.

Something happened!

“Brother, are you okay?” the uncle knew and asked.

Black Face, are you taking care of him?

Care about him. …

"There's nothing yet. Why does my brother feel that there is someone behind this zombie king?" Xu Bu Si's survivor.

An indescribable feeling and another feeling, both were Luochuan's sixth sense, pointing in a vague direction.

A monk's sixth sense is often invincible.

"Teacher, I have thought it through clearly. If it were someone else, they would not be able to stand here now." Uncle Jiu thought that Luo Chuan was making a big fuss over a small problem.

Luo Chuan nodded helplessly.

Lone Zombie King, if there was someone behind him, he should have come out to stop him, but he was busy in Luochuan. When he wanted zombie blood, I didn't show up.

He might be worrying too much.

As for Luochuan's doppelganger, the Zombie King, his face changed, shuttling between blood and dark green, and he clearly benefited greatly.

However, there are also many dangers.

Regarding the coffin mountain and zombie forest next to it, in addition to the frozen zombie king, there are also traces of me lying peacefully in the coffin now.

There was no jumping around to surround Luochuan and others.

"Master, the zombie fungus is too cold." Wen pointed at his mouth, his face blurry and cold. Freeze your heart!

Luochuan took a look.

"Poor child, you are practicing alone at the bottom level. Hurry, match up with Qiu Sheng and send him to your master in Maoshan." Luo Chuan still felt that something was wrong for a moment.

Of course, he was straight, but he was looking at two grown men who couldn't speak in unison.

His first kiss was reserved for that beautiful girl.

Barefoot, 3 inches off the ground. Walk on the ground!

It can also be said that overnight, there was no danger.

"What are you doing? Didn't you hear what your teacher and uncle said? Why did you let your husband come home alone?" Uncle Jiu was a little angry.

These two prodigal sons really give their uncle a headache.

Eat nothing, do nothing!

A simple prank can lead to disaster.

Isn't the world's hostility towards them a bit too much?

Cai Wen ignored Qiu Sheng's objections.

Forced kiss.

Ah, the tone of pulling the corners of the mouth.

"Master, I'm almost freezing to death."

Qiu Yi's face was one of unrequited love. He hadn't kissed Huang Hua's eldest daughter yet, and he took her first kiss as a man.

"Go ahead." Uncle Jiuyi kicked Qiu Sheng's butt.

“Still playing games here.”

……

A dark cave full of bugs. In a ghostly fog, a bald old man throws ashes into his hands.

Indifferent face, red eyes, and quiet poisonous insects flashing in his eyes!

"Who dares to be poor?"

Scatter the ashes, place them on the toad altar, and enjoy the evil stuff.

"A hundred-year plan ends in vain. I can endure it, but I can't endure it."

The magic insects are flying, sucking each other, sucking each other. Mr. Mou Chang?

Kill them!

Same type of food. This is a side dish.

The two mummy dolls at the back were wrapped in white cloth, with only one eye showing.

The wooden ones are arranged in 1.5 rows.

"You two, go to Coffin Mountain and Zombie Forest and show me who this poor monk is. Who are these people who have put so much effort into this and who dare to do what they do? Train zombies!" said the bald old man indifferently.

"Yes."

……

Walking on the path in the valley, my uncle's mind was full of questions.

"Teacher, why are you injured? Your original body didn't do it directly just now." Uncle Jiu stared at Luochuan's pale face.

Luochuan smiled bitterly.

"Nothing can be hidden from the eyes of the senior brother. This zombie can be said to be integrated with the younger brother. It is an honor, broken. You don't think it is just a zombie. You can find a few zombie clones in the big deal. Just refine it a little more. It's no big deal.".

Chapter 168: The Birth of the Corpse Demon

The uncle nodded.

In the library of Maoshan, he had seen many techniques of grinding corpses, but he disdained to learn them.

In his eyes, evil is just Tao.

"Isn't it?"

Luo Chuan did not reveal more information, but he was also concerned about Uncle Jiu's three views.

Uncle Jiu looked at Luochuan in surprise.

It stopped there awkwardly.

Suddenly I felt nothing!

"Yin pulse..."

"Yes." Luo Chuan's face turned pale and he smiled.

"Teacher, I wish you good luck. I have always thought that you were coveting the Zombie King in the forbidden land of Maoshan, and you just wanted to save your own life in the troubled times. I didn't expect that the real frog in the well was you." Uncle Jiu was a little disappointed.

As a disciple of Tongmaoshan, why are you so beautiful? So what?

"Brother, this is actually what I meant." Luo Chuan was a little embarrassed.

At first, he risked offending Shi Jian and secretly came to the forbidden area of ​​Maoshan, taking a shovel, shovel, and shovel to dig out the zombie king who had been buried for a hundred years.

At first, his fingers were rubbed and bleeding.

"Brother, you are too low-key." Uncle Jiu was very disappointed.

The importance of the Yin Meridian undoubtedly determines the status of the Earth Immortal in advance.

If the Yin Vein grows again, it will inevitably open the internal cave just like the earth immortal in the hidden world.

"Brother. Usually third in the world." Luo Chuan eased the conflict between Uncle Jiu with a hippie smile.

"Brother, this Yin Meridian is difficult to steal." Uncle Jiu's mouth twitched, and he directly changed the topic and hit the target.

"Brother, it's too early to talk about this now..."

Luo Chuan and his group escaped from the randomly placed coffin.

Maoshan!

Shi Jian held his son down in pain.

"Lin Jiu's son was a cruel and ruthless man. He was from a poor family and was eaten by wild dogs. His apprentice's good deeds never had a chance to see the light of day."

I feel very sad.

Palm, holding thunder.

Weather changes affecting Maoshan.

It was a dark moonlit night and there was thunder.

Luochuan looked at the cloudless night in amazement. How could thunder suddenly strike out of nowhere?

Between thunder.

There was a terrible rage hidden in there.

"Brother, it seems that the leader of Maoshan is serious this time. You'd better pray that Shi Jian has the ability to resurrect his son. If not, I can prepare a funeral for you." Luochuan stood still.

He was tough on the rock and didn't want to blow up.

Without two sets of brushes, he can become the head of Maoshan.

"Yes, brother, I am really angry this time. It's been a long time since I saw the power of his thunder fist." The uncle looked indifferent.

If he had the choice again, he would do the same.

Because they sneak around in the evil ways, everyone will be punished.

Uncle Jiu was in a heavy mood and took his apprentice to Maoshan Guild Hall.

Luochuan stood still and stopped halfway up the mountain.

The uncle looked back.

"Brother, why don't you come with me?"

"Brother, you'd better leave. Master and disciple, let's just stay behind the scenes." Luo Chuan waved his hand at this cannibalistic scene, but he still didn't want to participate.

"Master and disciple..." Uncle Jiu grabbed Luochuan's shoulders.

"We share honor and disgrace. Fellow disciple, why are you so distant?"

Luochuan wanted to struggle, but those iron claws seemed to grow on Luochuan's shoulders and they couldn't escape.

Luochuan's smile is uglier than crying.