Uncle Jiu, from the zombie general to the lord of all demons

Each bat was as big as a puppy, fluttering and rushing towards Chu Chen, and the black pressure directly blocked his vision.

The bats kept opening their mouths on Chu Chen's body to bite, but unfortunately Chu Chen's physique was not bad, and he couldn't bite at all with the realm of these monsters.

"Get out of here!"

Chu Chen unleashed his blood jade glazed hand and directly grabbed the heads of several bats, but compared to this dense number, it was not worth mentioning at all.

These bats not only attacked Chu Chen, but also attacked Uncle Nine and the others at the same time.

"Go back and hide!"

Uncle Nine pinched the two talismans, instantly ignited a fierce fire, and threw them at the bat swarm.

More than a dozen bats were ignited by the flames, and they were immediately scorched, and billowing black gas came out of their bodies.

The Western vampire was no longer entangled with Chu Chen, but rushed behind those ordinary people who had escaped, grabbing one with one hand, just to directly suck up their blood.

Seeing this, Uncle Nine lit several fire talismans in his hand and hurriedly threw them at the other party.

The vampire was burned by the flames and immediately let go of his hand, and it immediately changed its target and pounced on Uncle Nine.

In his eyes, the threat to the human race here was the biggest to him except for Chu Chen.

But compared to Chu Chen, it is still inferior.

After all, that guy's strength is not only greater than himself, but even his physique is tougher than himself.

If you don't rely on the bats to drag, where will you get out?

Now the plan is to suck more blood, then regain strength, and then go to that guy for revenge.

Thinking like this, the vampire pounced on Uncle Nine's figure a little faster, with a hint of longing on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Uncle Nine retreated while taking out several old copper plates from his arms.

With a flick of the palm, the copper coin turned into a short copper coin sword, flashing with a crimson light.

Uncle Nine pinched the trick and chanted the spell, and with a fingertip, the copper coin sword fluttered and stabbed directly at the vampire.

The vampire was dismissive of this, he knew that this Dao cultivator's method did not work for him, and he actually grabbed the copper coin sword.

But a scorching force was transmitted from above, and it only felt like it was holding a soldering iron in its palm.

Although Western vampires are different from the local zombies in China, they are essentially subordinate to Yin monsters.

This copper coin sword is contaminated with the vitality of ten thousand families, it belongs to the yang artifact, and it has been cultivated by the powerful Dao of the Ninth Uncle, so it still hurts to a certain extent.

The vampire was wounded, its face was hideous, it let out a wow-wow-wrenching roar, and then endured the pain, and even forcibly broke the copper coin sword directly into slag.

Uncle Jiu's face was awe-inspiring when he saw this, this vampire was too difficult, and when he encountered it by his own means, there was no one or two out of ten.

With this blow, even if a fourth-order monster was hit, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die, but this vampire was only burned to the palm of his hand, and otherwise unscathed.

Looking at Chu Chen, who was besieged by a group of bats over there, Uncle Nine shouted.

"Xiao Chu, can you still hold on?"

Chu Chen's eyes were full of bats and black shadows, killing a few and coming again, he was taken into the sea of ants tactics.

However, these monsters could not hurt him at all, and could only hinder his movements.

But just like that, the other party's goal has already been achieved.

Chu Chen gritted his teeth, a chill rose in his eyes, and more than a dozen Yin and Yang Qi punches were punched out in his hand one after another, one blow could take away the lives of more than a dozen bats, but looking at the dense thousands of bats, it could be said that it was useless.

"Uncle Nine, you don't have to worry about me, they can't hurt me, you just take care of yourself, this vampire is almost immune to Huaxia's Taoism, if there is something like garlic, you can reduce its strength."

"Garlic?"

Uncle Nine showed doubts, and with a glance of his eyes, he saw the kitchen not far away, and rushed directly inside.

But where would the vampire let him go, he followed directly, and a pair of iron palms were clasped on his shoulders.

Uncle Jiu's hands were extremely fast, and the moment he was clasped by the vampire's shoulder, he untied his belt, and then his clothes were detached from his body and rushed directly into the kitchen.

Sweeping left and right, he saw a bunch of garlic hanging on it, and Uncle Nine did not hesitate to grab a few and smash them in the vampire's face.

The latter's face hurt and smelled the smell of garlic, which was a little uncomfortable, but it had little effect.

After a pause, the vampire opened his hands and grabbed at Uncle Nine again.

"Xiao Chu, the method you said is useless!"

Uncle Nine stepped on the gossip steps and dodged in a panic in the narrow kitchen.

"It's better to crush the garlic and throw it on it, and get it in its mouth!"

Chu Chen hurriedly reminded.

When Uncle Nine heard this, he grabbed a few garlic heads and crushed them directly without hesitation, and the pungent smell first choked himself to tears.

But fortunately, the effect was revealed, and the vampire was immediately frightened when he smelled the pungent smell, and he felt that the breath in his body was a little stagnant.

"Good fellow, that's useful!"

Seeing this, Uncle Nine directly threw the minced garlic onto the vampire, and then grabbed a few more pinched pieces in his hand.

This thing is better than Taoism.

Uncle Nine thought in his heart, and hung a string directly around his neck, forcing the vampire to retreat again and again.