The middle-aged Taoist priest turned into a sword light with his right hand, and pointed the talisman with his left finger, and a talisman light hit the zombie's body.

The zombie's body shook, and the clothes around her were destroyed, revealing her blue body as iron.

Zombies, in terms of physical defense, the body refining of gods and demons at the same level.

The zombie pounced forward, and his pair of claws and nails stretched out like a hook. The black color seemed to be applied with a very poison - not like, but a real corpse poison. A congenital master like a middle-aged Taoist priest would turn into pus if he was touched by the corpse poison for three moments.

Although the middle-aged Taoist priest had average sword skills, his body skills were quite agile. He turned his feet lightly and quickly avoided the zombie's pounce.

At the same time, the sword light in his hand turned, but only a white mark was drawn on the zombie.

Instead, the talisman hit the zombie, staggering the zombie and slowing its movements.

"The method of specializing in restraining zombies seems to be very special in practice. Although it can only be considered a method of the earth level, it seems to have special effects on dealing with zombies and ghosts."

Li Ming sighed slightly. Although this Taoist priest had some special means, he seemed to suffer a little from dealing with zombies of this same level.

"Forget it, I am a 'sleep' now, but I am also a natural master of Lishan Fort, so it is reasonable to help."

Li Ming waved his hand and a long spear that had not been used for a long time appeared in his palm.

"Swoosh~" Li Ming was like a real innate master of ordinary people. His spear turned like a big dragon, killing directly at the zombie.

"Haha, fellow Taoist, be careful of the zombie's corpse poison!" The yellow-robed Taoist saw Li Ming's move, and he was not suspected of him, but was worried about Li Ming's safety.

Li Ming let out a light roar, and the spear seemed to turn into countless poisonous pythons. It was not a head-on fight, but constantly hitting the zombie's joints to restrict its movements.

"Good done!" The middle-aged Taoist priest laughed, abandoned the sword, waved his hands repeatedly, and talismans appeared and hit the zombie's body.

The power of a talisman may not be able to break the body of a zombie, but dozens of talismans have turned into a magic net with golden light, trapping the zombie.

Li Ming clearly saw the zombie's strong body under the golden light of the French Open.

"Swish!" Li Ming stabbed the spear and pierced directly through the zombie's chest.

"Roar~" Although the chest was penetrated, the zombie's vitality was so tenacious that it still did not fall down. The sharp claws with corpse poison had already grabbed Li Ming's neck.

"Oh no~" Li Ming's thoughts moved slightly, trying to avoid it. No, even if he didn't move, the zombie could not break his body.

But this will inevitably show a power far beyond the innate category.

"Puchi~" The middle-aged Taoist's arm pressed the zombie's head tightly and pulled it hard.

The zombie's claws failed to catch Li Ming, but they bent their necks and bit the middle-aged Taoist's arm tightly.

"Puff puff puff puff~" Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Ming's spear pierced one after another, stabbing more than ten blood holes in the zombie's body.

Even the zombies could not bear such serious injuries and fell to the ground and died.

Li Mingze carried a middle-aged Taoist on his shoulder and stabbed the toast to death with a congenital realm but lost all his courage.

Two and a half hours later, it was already dawn and the morning light was dim.

The city of Tsukimu had woken up, but some merchants found that the little guy who sold spices in that situation did not come.

However, in the city, some believers who believed in the "Almighty Church" only discovered that the leader, priests and other great figures disappeared on the night of this day.

In a restaurant in the city, Li Minghe booked a private room and asked his friend to give him good wine and dishes, and drank with the middle-aged Taoist priest.

"This wine is good. Brother Li can kill that zombie this time, you have made great contributions." Taoist Lin was quite excited.

"Brother Lin, you...is this hand okay?" Li Ming's brows jumped a little, because the middle-aged Taoist priest, no, Taoist Lin's entire right arm was cut off by himself.

There is no way to do it. Even if you are poisoned by corpse, although you will not become a zombie like some ordinary rumors, you will continue to erode the vitality of flesh and blood.

It is difficult to remove corpse poison in a short time, so the two harms are taken lightly. Taoist Lin used magic weapons to cut off his right arm.

Of course, as a congenital master, he broke his right arm, but it is not difficult to stop the blood from the wound.

"Brother Li is joking. It is normal for us to kill demons and eliminate demons. " Although Taoist Lin is average, he has a bit of a heroic smell and does not care about the injuries of his right arm that was broken from his elbow.

The two had a great conversation.

From the words of Taoist Lin, Li Ming also learned about the experience of this Taoist priest.

Taoist Lin was born in a small mountain village. When he was young, he was slaughtered by monsters, but he was rescued by a monk.

Since then, Taoist Lin followed his master and senior brother to practice, but his lineage did not aim at immortality as the purpose of practicing.

It turns out that almost all his disciples are members of the tribe, and the orphans who have been massacred and killed by demons, zombies, etc.

Since childhood, he has had a bone-breaking hatred for monsters, zombies and other monsters--and great love for the people.

Although his lineage has great methods and magic, he has even accepted many disciples and many disciples, but he has never even been a scattered immortal for billions of years.

The reason is that the monks of this lineage have traveled all directions to kill demons since their innate nature.

Although I haven't really killed any peerless monsters, it is rooted in the mundane world, killing monsters and zombies for the most ordinary mortals and saving disasters.

"Master Lin, you are really not relaxed." Li Ming was also quite shocked when he learned about the history of Taoist Lin's lineage.

Although it is difficult to cultivate immortals, overcome three disasters and nine disasters, and become an immortal, it is indeed a great sacrifice to do not care about cultivation at all.

"Brother Dao, you and I can see it right away." Li Ming smiled and took out a jade bottle from his arms. "Brother Dao's arm is broken. The elixir in this bottle can stimulate vitality and help you connect your right arm."

"This!" Taoist Lin also showed a little moved look on his face. For Taoist Wanxiang and even some rich Zifu monks, he could still get the elixirs with broken limbs. However, he was just a congenital person and really didn't have the ability to get such precious elixirs.

"This, you can't... it's too precious. I feel guilty!" Lin Daoren swallowed, but after thinking about it, he still planned to refuse. After all, this pill is really too precious.

"Brother Lin, you have no regrets about your achievements in dealing with zombies and saving the ordinary people!" Li Ming's voice changed slightly, as if he was like a god, Buddha, immortal and demon. However, the slight change, "Lin Taoist" did not notice any of this change.

After drinking a few more jars of wine, Lin Daoren felt a hint of alcohol coming to his mind and fell drunk on the table.

Li Ming, who was sitting opposite, sighed slightly, moved his hand, and a light of inspiration merged into Lin Daoren's arm. Soon, his right arm began to grow rapidly.

"This lineage is also interesting. Do you take the real ordinary people as your responsibility?" Open the heavenly eyes and observe with the power of spiritual consciousness, and find that Taoist Lin, who was only innate and perfect, had a golden light of merit on his body.

"The innate nature can only be regarded as the ordinary people among the ordinary people, but they have only been walking for the people. They have only been in decades of hard work." Li Ming looked at him, and his mind moved, and a stream of energy merged into the dantian of Taoist Lin.

"No wonder that I have been passed down for billions of years, but I can't even get out of an immortal. Only innate realm is the degree of damaging dantian. Judging from the degree of dam's brokenness, I'm afraid that the forbidden technique will be used more than once or twice."

With the integration of mental power, Taoist Lin's dantian was constantly strengthened, and the purple palace was directly opened up.

"Little guy, please accept this gift well and keep this original intention."

Li Ming's thoughts moved, his mind was distorted, and he used his illusion.
Chapter completed!