Uncle Nine: You were supposed to drive corpses, so you summoned the Monkey King!

Grandpa Ren's eyes turned red.

A low growl came from his throat.

Lin Chen gripped the lightning-struck wooden sword tightly in his hand.

The half-step armored zombie is now in a state where its hardness far exceeds that of an ordinary zombie.

"roar!"

Grandpa Ren pushed off the ground with both legs and pounced directly in front of Lin Chen. His speed was astonishing.

Lin Chen used the Maoshan Seven Star Steps to forcefully twist his body to the left.

But we were still a step too late.

The zombie's sharp nails grazed Lin Chen's left arm.

"Sizzle."

The blue Taoist robe was torn open with a large rip.

Fortunately, Lin Chen was thick-skinned and only had bloodstains on his arm. If it had been Qiu Sheng or Wen Cai, that arm would have been ruined.

Lin Chen swung his sword backhand and slashed at the zombie's neck.

"when!"

The recoil made Lin Chen's hands go numb.

The lightning-struck wooden sword glowed with a blue light, and the righteous energy of the heavenly lightning seeped into the blade.

A plume of black smoke rose from the zombie's neck, charring a patch of flesh.

Grandpa Ren ignored it all. It shook its head and opened its mouth to bite Lin Chen's neck, the strong stench of death assaulting his senses.

Lin Chen raised his left leg and delivered a powerful kick to the zombie's chest.

The zombie only took half a step back, and Lin Chen used the momentum to slide back two meters.

"Damn, it's hard."

Lin Chen shook his aching wrist.

Behind the window on the second floor.

Wencai was terrified and gripped the window frame with both hands.

"It's over, it's over, Junior Brother Lin Chen can't beat him."

Ren Tingting was so anxious that she kept stamping her feet.

"Hurry down and help! Aren't you Uncle Nine's apprentice?"

Wen Cai shook his head repeatedly.

"I'm not going. With my physique, I'd just be food for the zombies."

yard.

Lin Chen and Old Master Ren exchanged a few more blows.

The lightning-struck wooden sword is indeed effective against evil spirits, leaving scorch marks with each strike.

However, Lin Chen's magical power was being depleted too quickly.

Although the Shangqing Great Cave True Scripture has strong recovery capabilities, it cannot withstand such high-intensity continuous output.

If we keep fighting, we'll run out of energy and we'll have to give up here.

We can't delay any longer.

We must act swiftly and decisively.

Lin Chen forced the zombies back with a sword strike, quickly creating distance. He then planted his lightning-struck wooden sword in the mud and formed hand seals.

Lin Chen stepped out in a protective stance while rapidly chanting incantations.

"Wandering souls, where do they linger?"

"General guarding the Southern Heavenly Gate, heed my command and descend at once!"

"Hurry, hurry, as the law commands!"

The magical power surged wildly up the meridians, heading straight for the top of the head.

Lin Chen closed his eyes, waiting for that familiar divine power to flow into his entire body.

one second.

two seconds.

Three seconds passed.

The body showed no reaction.

Lin Chen opened his eyes. What was going on? Had the summoning spell failed?

Just then, a familiar voice echoed in my mind.

It was the same soldier who ate the roast chicken last time.

"Hey bro, I'm so sorry!"

The heavenly soldiers sounded very anxious, and there were sounds of gongs and drums in the background.

"Today, the Queen Mother of the West is holding a Peach Banquet, and the Four Heavenly Kings are personally checking on everyone."

"I'm standing perfectly straight right now, I really can't move!"

Lin Chen was speechless. Was the Heavenly Court's attendance system really that strict?

"Immortal, if you don't leave, I'm doomed," Lin Chen thought to himself.

The heavenly soldier quickly replied.

"Don't panic! Don't panic! He who takes a bribe is bound to be obligated to pay his debts. I'll find you a buddy to cover your shift!"

"He's from the Thunder Department, he has a terrible temper, you'd better be able to handle it with your physique! Enough said, the Heavenly King is looking over here, let's retreat!"

The voice in my mind was cut off.

Lin Chen hadn't reacted yet.

A domineering divine thought, filled with destructive aura, descended directly from the heavens.

This divine thought was far more violent than that of the previous heavenly soldier.

Lin Chen felt a buzzing in his head.

The bones in his body crackled and popped.

His already strong muscles swelled instantly, making his Taoist robe bulge.

Most surprisingly, faint blue arcs of electricity were flickering on Lin Chen's skin.

"Hey!"

Lin Chen opened his eyes, and his pupils, which were originally black and white, had turned bright blue.

He spoke, his voice booming like a great bell.

"Which blind evil spirit dares to disturb my peaceful cultivation?"

This is not Lin Chen's voice at all.

Wencai, who was on the second floor, was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

"Oh my god, Junior Brother Lin Chen is possessed by a ghost?"

yard.

The raging old man felt an unprecedented threat; the zombie instinctively feared the thunder.

It stopped and let out an uneasy roar at Lin Chen.

Lin Chen lowered his head, glanced at the lightning-struck wooden sword on the ground, stretched out his right hand, and with a grab in the air, the wooden sword stuck in the ground flew directly back into his hand.

"what?"

The immortal exclaimed in surprise through Lin Chen's mouth.

"A century-old piece of wood struck by lightning? And it even carries the righteous energy of heavenly lightning?"

"What a treasure! I never knew such a wonderful thing existed in the mortal realm!"

The deity seemed quite satisfied with the weapon and swung the wooden sword once.

The blue lightning on the sword's surface turned violent, with lightning crackling and sizzling across the blade.

Old Master Ren knew this thing was not to be trifled with, so he turned around and tried to run away.

"Trying to run away? Did your Grandpa Lei agree to that?!"

Lin Chen shouted loudly.

He transformed into a streak of blue lightning and appeared instantly in front of Old Master Ren.

The speed is more than ten times faster than before.

Before the zombie could react, Lin Chen's big foot had already kicked out.

The kick landed squarely on the zombie's chest.

"boom!"

Grandpa Ren was sent flying backward, crashing heavily against the courtyard wall. Half of the sturdy wall collapsed, raising a cloud of dust.

"Is this all the skill you've got that you dare to embarrass yourself?"

Lin Chen carried the wooden sword that crackled with electricity and slowly walked over, exuding an aura of lawlessness and rage.

This is the strength of Raibu Kosho.

Simple, brutal, and unreasonable.

Grandpa Ren climbed out of the ruins.

The official robes on his chest were kicked to shreds, revealing his blackened sternum. Blue arcs of electricity crackled across the bones, sizzling as they burned the flesh.

The zombie was enraged; it had never suffered such humiliation before.

"roar!"

Old Master Ren exhaled a thick cloud of black corpse energy, which rushed straight towards Lin Chen's face.

This corpse energy is extremely poisonous; if a living person comes into contact with even a little bit, their entire body will fester and rot.

"A mere trifle of skill, yet you dare to show off your amateurish abilities before an expert!"

The young general from the Thunder Department, who was possessing Lin Chen, neither dodged nor avoided, and simply opened his mouth.

"break!"

A loud shout came out of his mouth.

The sound carried the righteous energy of thunder, and the shockwave dissipated the black corpse energy.

Old Master Ren's pitiful intelligence couldn't understand why his proud attacks were completely ineffective. Before he could figure it out...

Lin Chen had already reached it.

"Take this, grandpa's sword!"

The lightning-struck wooden sword was raised high, crackling with violent blue lightning, and then slashed down.

This sword strike had no particular technique whatsoever.

It was all violence.

"when!"

The wooden sword struck the zombie on the forehead.

Old Master Ren's iron-hard skull was cracked, and blue lightning followed the crack into the zombie's head.

"Aww!"

Old Master Ren let out a scream.

Lei Bu Xiaojiang gave it no chance to breathe.

He stuck the lightning-struck wooden sword into the ground and then actually swung his fist.

"I've been itching to get my hands dirty up there, so I'll use you as a punching bag today!"

Lin Chen strode forward, grabbed the zombie by the collar, clenched his right fist, and gathered lightning on his fist.

"Bang!"

He punched the zombie in the left cheek.

Half of the zombie's face collapsed, and green bodily fluids splattered out.

"Bang!"

Another punch landed on his right cheek, breaking off several long fangs that flew out.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Lin Chen threw out his fists, each punch landing with a thud.

Old Master Ren was beaten so badly that he had no chance to fight back.

Wencai on the second floor was completely dumbfounded.

He rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he was seeing.

"Is...is this blacksmithing?"

Ren Tingting's mouth was agape, her face filled with shock.

"Is that all you've got?"

The young general from the Thunder Department, who was possessing Lin Chen's body, shouted loudly.

He grabbed the zombie by the collar of its tattered official robes with one hand and lifted the several-hundred-pound monster up.

Old Master Ren let out a low growl.

Ten long, black-haired fingers plunged forward toward Lin Chen's heart.

"You dare fight back!"

Lei Bu Xiaojiang didn't dodge or evade at all, kicking the zombie in the knee and forcing it to kneel down.

Then came another hook punch.

"Bang!"

The zombie was also hit squarely on the right cheek and flew into the grass in the corner of the yard.