Chapter 452 Uncle Jiu: Please come to Leizu Sanqing!
Chapter 454 Uncle Jiu invites Sanqing Leizu to come up!
Cotton factory.
While coughing up blood, Uncle Jiu drew talismans and asked the people around him to sprinkle glutinous rice, pour black dog blood and hang onions and garlic.
I didn't expect that just moving a grave would cause such a big incident. I thought that even if Mr. Ren had mutated at most, he would only be a white zombie or a hairy zombie.
Who would have thought that this guy would cheat and become a flying zombie?
Flying stiffness is not so easy to form. In addition to the right time and place, it will take at least a thousand years to develop, otherwise it will not be a climate at all?
Just like monsters, it takes thousands of years of practice to transform into a human being.
This old man returned his punishment by occupying a natural geomantic treasure to nourish his body. There is also a rare spiritual vein hidden under the ground, which is full of spiritual energy.
You must know that in this age of the end of the Dharma, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is in short supply and the environment is harsh.
It is difficult for people like them in Maoshan to cultivate Taoism, and it is difficult to cultivate the climate.
If this spiritual pulse is given to Uncle Jiu, then Uncle Jiu will at least be at the level of a little heavenly master now.
Uncle Jiu's expression was solemn. Even with ten lives, he couldn't deal with this flying zombie. Now he could only ask the Heavenly Master-level figures from Longhu Mountain to take action. However, Renjia Town has become a corpse city, and the way out is blocked by zombies.
The news couldn't get out, so I had to leave it to fate this time.
"Taoist Master Lin, how long can this talisman last?"
A middle-aged man in a suit and tie walked over. He was incompatible with the shabby paintings of the people around him.
This person is none other than Zhou Qingquan, a good friend of Ip Man who came to Renjia Town to open the show.
Uncle Jiu raised his head and glanced at Zhou Qingquan, shook his head and sighed:
"Pindao has never seen such a powerful zombie in half his life. This time it is more dangerous than good.
The only ones who can deal with it are the Celestial Masters from Longhu Mountain and my senior brother Shi Jian from Maoshan."
Shi Jian is a genius from the Maoshan lineage. He is more talented than him. He practices Lightning Running Fist, and is nicknamed the King of Thunder. He specializes in destroying zombies and has unlimited magical power.
"It's so serious. If I had known it, I wouldn't have let A Pingru go to A Wen." Zhou Qingquan said.
A few days ago, Uncle Jiu forced a way to send Zhou Ping out, with the purpose of reporting to Ip Wen.
In Zhou Qingquan's eyes, there is no one that Ip Man cannot defeat.
But over the next few days, as the entire town of Renjia fell and thousands of people were turned into corpses, Zhou Qingquan realized the seriousness of the matter.
No matter how powerful Ip Man is, he can't deal with so many zombies.
"Boss Zhou, I wonder who you mean by Ahwen?" Uncle Jiu asked curiously.
"Ah Man is Ip Man. He is the number one Wing Chun master in Foshan and a good friend of mine." Zhou Qingquan said.
"It turns out to be Master Ye, whose name I have admired for a long time."
Uncle Jiu smiled and said that although he didn't know Ip Man, the human relations in China were like this. Even if you don't understand, you have to pretend to understand.
One is the zombie circle, and the other is the boxer circle, and the two are not closely related.
Jie Jie Jie!
Suddenly, a strange laughter came from the roof of the cotton factory, and the roof shook, and the steel roof suddenly dented.
The roof then tore apart, and a black shadow broke through and rushed in. From a distance, it looked like a large human-shaped bat.
The black shadow was suspended in mid-air, exuding a faint black aura, but the person inside was completely black, with exposed fangs and red-green eyes, constantly releasing powerful pressure.
This person is none other than Mr. Ren who became Fei Zheng!
"Lin Jiu, with your way of doing things, you also want to go against me, huh." Mr. Ren said gloomily.
Although this old man has been dead for twenty years, because he became a flying zombie and developed spiritual wisdom, he has regained consciousness and is no different from ordinary people.
"Old Master Ren, zombies are not tolerated by heaven and earth. You go against heaven and harm innocent people, and you are not afraid that God will accept you." Uncle Jiu asked.
At this time, the remaining people and Zhou Qingquan retreated to the back corner, their faces pale and trembling.
"What gods, how can such things be found in this world?"
"God has given me this great blessing, and with this indestructible body, I am a god.
I want to create a country full of zombies, and I will be the king of zombies." Mr. Ren said loudly, looking very emotional.
"snort!"
"Wen Cai, Qiu Sheng, set up the formation!"
Hearing this, Uncle Jiu stopped talking nonsense and held a mahogany sword in one hand and a talisman in the other. The talisman immediately burned and formed a big fireball that enveloped Old Man Ren.
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng opened a red French net and threw it into the air.
"The mantis is like a chariot, and he does not overestimate his own capabilities."
"You are not the only ones who know magic."
Old Master Ren smiled sinisterly, waved his big hand and a violent wind suddenly rose. The air was filled with gray evil spirits, and the evil spirits roared in it, which was breathtaking.
Uncle Jiu, a literary talent, Qiu Sheng suddenly felt as if he was struck by lightning, vomiting blood from his mouth.
Uncle Jiu was a little better and had profound moral knowledge. As for literary talents, Qiu Sheng's eyes turned white and he fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Seeing his apprentice fall to the ground, Uncle Jiu was very anxious, but he was already too busy to take care of himself, and the gap between the two sides was too big.
If we compare based on cultivation, Mr. Ren, who has absorbed the spiritual pulse, has practiced Taoism for at least a thousand years, while he has only practiced Taoism for several decades, which is incomparable.
Also, this old man seems to have learned some side spells, which are even more powerful than ordinary flying zombies.
Obviously, the incident of Mr. Ren going to the grave twenty years ago was carefully planned, and he had already prepared for the day of his resurrection twenty years later.
"The three pure spirits above respond to the soul. The pure heaven and earth spirits invite the gods and mobilize the heavenly soldiers."
"Please, Lei Zu help me!"
Uncle Jiu had no choice but to forcefully use the forbidden Taoist magic, and asked the immortal family to take over. He could temporarily have a power beyond his own, but this kind of magic was very harmful to himself and could easily shorten his life.
"Please, Lei Zu help me!"
"Lei Zu helps me, Sanqing helps me, kill the evildoers!"
Uncle Jiu used his hands to perform tricks, stamped his feet vigorously, and his eyes were filled with anxiety. It was not easy to succeed with this move to invite the immortal family.
Old Mrs. Ren looked at it jokingly, wanting to see Lin Jiu's tricks.
Uncle Jiu was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. Don't fail at this time, otherwise he would die in peace.
Not long after, there was a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and a huge shadow appeared behind Uncle Jiu.
"Whoaaah!"
This phantom looks like a mighty thunder god singing a great show, with his eyes wide open and his body surrounded by thunder and lightning, and he is full of righteousness.
"Thunder Lord, help me to destroy the evildoers!"
Uncle Jiu made a seal, and the phantom of Thunder God behind him clapped his hands and beat the drum, and thunder and lightning surged.
When Mr. Ren saw this, he immediately turned into black mist and fled because he sensed a threat from Lei Gong.
His body is already indestructible and is not afraid of natural thunder and lightning. However, this fairy's lightning has special power, so he cannot resist it and will be injured.
Even though Old Master Ren was very fast, he was still hit, right in the chest.
In an instant, the flesh and blood on Old Mrs. Ren's chest were torn apart and bloody.
hiss!
Old Mrs. Ren let out a scream and fell to the ground.
Seeing this scene, the people behind him applauded and celebrated his resurrection after the disaster.
Uncle Jiu sat down on the ground, his face pale, exhausted and panting.
With his magic power, he can only maintain Lei Zu's upper body for three breaths at most. This is a god, and he is already very powerful for a mortal to be able to recruit him.
But after Lei Zu disappeared, Mr. Ren, who had fallen down, slowly stood up.
The flesh and blood on the chest squirmed and healed quickly, returning to its original state in the blink of an eye.
"Jie Jie!"
"Lin Jiu, I admit that you do have something, but not a lot!"
"You probably won't be able to use this trick anymore!"
"Now, just accept your death!"
After saying that, Old Master Ren turned into black mist, roared and roared towards me with his teeth and claws.
He opened his mouth wide, exposed his fangs, and bit Uncle Jiu's neck.
"Move quickly..." Uncle Jiu was extremely anxious, but he lost strength and his limbs became numb.
At the critical moment, the steel plate of the cotton factory's gate broke open two caves, and a red laser shot through the void.