Reborn Zombie Supreme

I spent the whole night at the police station last night.

While recording the confession, Zhang Daru was protected by the police. It was not until dawn that Zhang Daru dared to go home.

However, the matter of setting up one's own business has already been talked about. It would be too shameful to come back disgraced after just one day away from home.

"Dad, how is the jasper furnace? Is it sinking?"

Zhang Wu snorted coldly, adjusted his glasses, and looked at his daughter sideways.

"You still have the nerve to come back. I moved the whole house by myself! Outsiders are not allowed to touch the master's belongings. This jade furnace almost broke my waist!"

In the narrow living room, a huge alchemy furnace is placed in the center of the living room.

There are also portraits of ancestors and sects hanging on the wall. Starting from Zhang Tianshi, thirty-six generations of his subordinates are all hung on the wall.

"I picked up a big business yesterday and made tens of thousands of dollars in one go!"

Zhang Daru boasted desperately: "Of course, I heard that you have a vixen here. I am a person of friendship. I will come back to save you right now?"

"Can you subdue the vixen in just two strokes?"

Zhang Wu picked up the thick-cover book with disdain and blew away the dust.

The raised dust was like a large gauze covering his lenses, blocking most of his vision.

"Ahem! Bah!"

Zhang Wu choked and coughed twice.

"Dad, where did Xiaoyi go? She didn't help you move?"

"I don't know, maybe I went out with Ah Hua..."

"Ahua is here?" Zhang Dayu clasped his hands on his chest, his eyes filled with peach blossoms.

“Just came here last night”

Seeing the annoyance on Zhang Dayu's face, how could Zhang Wu not know what she was thinking?

Shaking his head, he opened the book and read:

"A fox that has been around for a hundred years can turn into a demon, but it has a very strong odor. At five hundred years, it has the chance to turn into a vixen, which can absorb the essence of one hundred and eight strong men. Even hunting dogs can't smell it. It smells like..."

"Is there really a vixen in this world?"

Zhang Daru didn't believe it anymore. She had been in the business of pretending to be gods and ghosts all her life. Didn't she just bump into a ghost once last night?

"Who said no? My master's master's master...'s master, in short, my master. Hundreds of years ago, a vixen's opportunity was ruined, and both sides suffered losses! It is said that the fox demon hundreds of years later When he recovers, he will come out to harm others!”

Da Ru opened her mouth, obviously not believing the story told by her liar father, "You can have it, where are Xiao Yi and A Hua? I'll go find them!"

"Let's go shopping, call and ask yourself"

"Tch!" Zhang Dayu's heart is fixed on the handsome boy from the mainland. Who cares whether he will bump into a vixen during the day?

Opening the door, I happened to see a man standing outside.

"Are you looking for my dad?"

Zhang Daru looked at the visitor suspiciously. Why did he look familiar?

The other person nodded and walked in the door.

"Weird, forget it! Why do you care so much? Just find Xiaoyi and Ahua quickly and don't let anything happen to them!"

Bang!

The sound of the door closing attracted Zhang Wu's attention.

Looking back, I see a man walking like a dragon.

As the saying goes: Appearance comes from the heart.

A person's destiny is mostly determined at birth.

For example, Yangshou is written on the face.

Although Zixia Guan does not major in physiognomy like the Mai Sect, he also does some research on human faces.

The visitor has a handsome face and flat and short eyebrows, which is a sign of short life!

Business is coming!

Zhang Wu felt happy, but his face remained calm.

"Ahem" coughed twice, pretending to be sanctimonious. He had relied on posture for a lifetime, and he was very good at pretending to bluff people.

"Donor, are you here to tell your fortune?"

The other person shook his head, looked him up and down a few times, and then looked elsewhere.

"Are you asking about marriage or slaying demons? I, Zhang Wu, am the most famous master in Hong Kong and the head of Zixia Temple. Are you still afraid that I will lie to you?"

"Level 3-Zhang Wu"

This is the weakest Taoist priest and leader that He Cheng has ever met.

There was a painting on the wall that caught his attention.

A fairy in a long skirt is standing sideways in the painting, with the words "The 28th generation disciple of Maoshan Zixia Temple, Zhang Susu"

Zhang Susu?

When he was in Jinan, the unofficial history collected by the Changsheng Sect contained Zhang Susu's name, who died fighting the fox demon for a thousand years!

"That is my senior sister-in-law, and I am the thirty-seventh generation of our sect!"

Seeing that his eyes were always on the portrait, Zhang Wu came over and explained.

He Cheng ignored him and his eyes were attracted to the alchemy furnace in the living room. He raised his hand and was about to touch it when Zhang Wu grabbed his wrist: "This is the ancestral magic weapon of our family. People with foreign surnames cannot touch it...ah, Corpse poison!"

Zhang Wu only felt that his palms were strangely and unbearably itchy. When he released his grip on He Cheng's hand, he saw that the palms of his hands were already black, exactly like the corpse poison recorded in the book!

"you are not human!"

"You are not human!"

He Cheng shook his hands like a fly, and the thirty-seventh generation leader turned into a broken sandbag and flew out, knocking over the incense burner statue on the north table and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

After evolving, his memory increased sharply, and he could clearly remember everything he had done before.

There was a movie called "The Fierce Vixen" that he could still remember. In the movie, a powerful female Taoist nun fought with a thousand-year-old fox demon. After both were injured, one escaped and the other spirit got into the alchemy furnace.

Hundreds of years later, the fox demon caused chaos and absorbed the essence of one hundred and eight strong men, transforming from a fox demon into a vixen.

The Taoist nun's soul appears but is no match. At this time, saints from the three religions must be gathered to subdue the thousand-year-old vixen.

However, there is something interesting about the saints of these three religions, Taoist priests, lamas, and even Catholicism.

What He Cheng remembers most clearly are the several powerful characters who appeared here.

Needless to say, there is no need to mention the vixen, as well as the mainland boy who was reincarnated as a living Buddha, and the female Taoist nun who has been practicing in the jasper furnace for hundreds of years!

He looked up at the portrait on the wall.

The jasper furnace under his hand is definitely the twenty-eighth generation disciple Zhang Susu!

"Don't touch the jade furnace!"

Zhang Wu's face was pale, with only a cluster of bright red hanging from the corner of his mouth.

He Cheng casually clapped his hands, and in the secret room, a strong wind howled.

Zhang Wu's face was severely deformed by the wind pressure, and he received a solid slap. The new injuries were added to the old ones, and he was disabled even if he was not dead!

Hiss...

A stream of white smoke suddenly burst out of the jasper furnace, falling lightly in front of Zhang Wu. A slender hand as white as jade actually stretched out from the white smoke!

He raised his hand and waved gently, and a soft wind hit the strong wind shot by He Cheng. This made Zhang Wu, who was behind the white smoke, heave a big sigh of relief.

But that's not the end yet. After stopping the strong wind, we still have to face a slap from He Cheng!

Even if a car is slapped, it will turn into a discus!

The white sleeve flew out and wrapped around He Cheng's elbow. He circled it gently three times and pulled it, and actually stopped his attack!

Only then did the white smoke dissipate, and a woman in ancient costume wearing a white skirt and an ethereal fairy-like shape was revealed. At first glance, she looked 90% similar to the portrait!

"Level 60-Zhang Susu"!

Level 60, divided by realm, ghosts are called ghost immortals; corpses are called flying zombies and flying yakshas; humans are called golden elixirs, land gods!

Black and white impermanence is no more than this level.

He Cheng flicked his arm and broke away from Baixiu.

"You are such a cruel person, he just wants to stop you from touching..."

Before Zhang Susu could finish her words, the opponent punched her again.

He Chengyou's ghost-immortal clone has a greater chance of victory.

Level 60, if I kill him, I will be promoted to two levels in a row?

His punch was completely explosive, and he opened his mouth to breathe "ha".

Thick black corpse energy rolled out, like hot fire, and immediately burned a corner of the table when it hit it, leaving only a wisp of ashes.

Corpse energy wrapped around his fist like a black dragon, and weaved a simple glove from between his fingers.

"Zombie!" Zhang Susu was stunned. She had never seen a zombie that looked so human, and she didn't react until the fist was in front of her face.

She raised her sword finger and connected the points in the void.

There was a clanging sound, and He Cheng's fist seemed to have hit an invisible sword, and was knocked against the wall.

The fist penetrated the wall like hot iron into lard without any sound.

It was the corpse energy that corroded the wall with a fist step earlier!

Zhang Susu has fought against fox demons for thousands of years, and it is not difficult to deal with jumping zombies. Her sword moves are not slow, and she can connect points against He Cheng.

There seemed to be several long swords hanging in the air, clanging against He Cheng, beating him so hard that his zombie skin cracked and he could not stand on the ground, so he could only keep retreating!

"Three Pure Sword Techniques!"

Zhang Wu's face was already black from the corpse poison, but he was shocked by the moves the opponent used.

He hasn't learned the sword manual yet, but the opponent actually knows how to wield a sword in the void. What kind of skill is this? Who is the other party?

He Cheng pulled out his fist from the wall and twisted his neck.

The tiny wounds on his body recovered in the blink of an eye. Not to mention Zhang Susu could hurt him, it was useless even to cut him in half!

"Hey, come again!"