Chapter 166: He refused to kill a room full of zombies, but he actually killed me (1st update)
"Ahhhhhh!" Huang Mingzhuo backed away in shock, making an incredible sound from deep in his throat.
So many zombies, so many ferocious blood-red eyes, so many ghost claws reaching towards me...
impossible.
Although the yard is full of corpses, these corpses have not been refined yet. How could they suddenly transform into corpses?
Huang Mingzhuo backed away in horror, grasped the peach wood sword in his hand, grabbed the yellow paper on the table with his other hand, and hurriedly dipped his fingers in cinnabar to draw the talisman.
Hundreds of zombies were dragging their feet slowly towards Huang Mingzhu. They seemed to have no consciousness or thoughts, and only the breath of the living was tempting them.
After all, Huang Mingzhuo was a master who had cultivated for decades. In spite of his great panic, he quickly finished drawing a bunch of talismans, grabbed a random handful and stuffed them into his pocket, and retreated with the Taomu Sword in his other hand, looking for an opportunity to escape.
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He slowly calmed down. Although there were many zombies, they were all low-level zombies with average combat power. With his years of cultivation and the Tianxing Jiugang formation in this room, he should be able to suppress them.
Thinking like this, Huang Mingzhuo felt much more at ease. He kneaded the secrets and recited the incantation. The peach wood sword was covered with a layer of golden light. He held the talisman in his other hand and recited the incantation to subjugate the demons.
Shout: "Broken!"
After all, Huang Zhuoming still had some skills. He dodged left and right while reciting lightning protection spells.
The zombies surged up like a tide, opening their big mouths and about to eat Huang Mingzhuo. Suddenly, a dazzling golden light emitted from his chest. Huang Mingzhuo originally thought that he would die, but the expected pain did not come. He opened his eyes and looked at his chest.
I felt in my pocket.
"No, no! Help!"
Huang Zhuoming was not only immersed in the joy of being saved, but also in the excitement of being able to show off to others in the future.
Because Lei Shougong has a violent temper, it is extremely difficult for the local Taoists to invite his gods. In the past and recent years, few Taoist colleagues have been able to do so.
Although most of the lightning bolts were dodged by him, there were still a few lightning strikes around him, and the burning breath and tiny electric currents fell on his body, causing heartbreaking pain.
"Eh? Aren't you still very arrogant during the day?" Yun Qi tilted her head, mocking like a little devil, with her hands behind her back, taking steady steps, like a little fairy from heaven, with stern eyes, and said seriously:
Huang Mingzhuo's eyes widened, and his expression instantly changed from horror to surprise.
As soon as he finished speaking, he bit the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of blood on the mahogany sword, and used his own cultivation to maximize the blessing of the Tianxing Jiugang Formation.
"No, no, little friend Yun Qi, we are traveling together. You know that I did not kill those corpses. You have to testify for me."
"Lei Shougong, you made the wrong move, the zombie is behind..."
The zombies behind had no fear at all and rushed forward with roars, their dark eyes filled with a strong sense of bloodlust.
Soon, dozens of zombies were stabbed by him and fell to the ground with black blood.
"Lei Shougong! It's Lei Shougong who came to save me?!"
The room was filled with a strong stench. Huang Mingzhuo's physical strength was gradually exhausted. He was forced to retreat to the stairs in a hurry. He stabbed him with a mahogany sword and retreated upstairs.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a click and a dazzling spark exploded around him.
"stop!"
Not caring so much, he took advantage of the moment when the zombies were forced back by the golden light, turned around, broke the window and fell out.
Huang Mingzhuo hid behind Yun Qi at some point and said wincingly: "Little friend Yun Qi, you are wasting your efforts. There are so many people in our local Xuanmen who can't even invite God Lei Shougong, let alone you as an outsider.
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Just when I was exhausted, I suddenly heard a sweet milky voice:
Yun Qi snorted coldly, then turned around and continued to invite Lei Shougong.
With Huang Mingzhuo's shout, the formation finally couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed suddenly, the threads broke, the Dzi beads splashed out, and the talismans spontaneously ignited in mid-air.
Huang Mingzhuo knelt down on the ground, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and kept his hands close to the ground to express his piety.
…
"Ahhhhhh!"
He ran away and screamed.
"Lei Shougong, Yun Qi dares to ask you to show up. Let us explain clearly the right and wrong in person."
It turned out to be a triangular talisman. He looked carefully through the golden light and found that this talisman was not his.
Although the victory seemed fruitful, there were too many zombies. Those in front were burned to death and stabbed to death, while those in the back continued to pounce on them, waving their ghost claws and opening their bloody mouths.
Suddenly, Huang Mingzhuo heard the crisp sound of jingling bells coming from above his head. He looked up and saw that the formation above his head was violently shaking, the silk threads were shaking, the Dzi beads were colliding, and various talismans and magical instruments were trembling crazily, making a heart-breaking sound.
Resonance sound.
Huang Mingzhuo turned around and saw a little dumpling wearing a blue shirt and jacket, and was immediately moved to tears.
He reacted very quickly and ducked aside. He looked up at the sky and then around him in shock.
"No, no, don't!"
In an instant, the magic talisman flew out and stuck to the first few zombies. Those zombies instantly let out screams of being burned by fire, and bursts of black smoke came out of their bodies.
Then he fell heavily to the ground, and instantly heard a clicking sound somewhere on his body, but he ignored it and struggled to get up from the ground, staggering to run out.
"The powerful gods of the eight directions make me natural. The spiritual treasures and talismans inform the nine heavens. They kill demons and bind evil spirits. They save thousands of people. They hunt down evil spirits. They protect the king of Dharma. They are as urgent as laws and orders!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another flash of lightning.
The zombies instantly felt the power of the formation. Some scratched their chests with ghost claws until they were bloody, and some covered their heads and screamed in pain...
Huang Mingzhuo's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he gritted his teeth and wielded the mahogany sword. His cultivation was indeed good, and his sword skills were superb, whether it was stabbing, picking, or cutting...
Lei Shougong is a local god. According to folklore, he is in charge of thunder and lightning. He has a bad temper and hates evil. He specializes in dealing with local injustices and upholding justice.
"Thank you Mr. Lei Shougong for saving your life!"
A big man, he covered his face and cried bitterly.
Suddenly, a dazzling white light flashed across the sky. Purple lightning was like a dragon flying through the billowing black clouds. In an instant, it struck from the distant horizon to our eyes, and the night turned into day in an instant.
"Little girl, are you here to save me? Wuwu, it's better for you. Mr. Lei Shougong killed the wrong person. He left the room full of zombies alone, and then he attacked me, Wuwu..."
The zombies felt that the power of the formation disappeared instantly, and the pain on their bodies gradually eased. They slowly straightened up, raised their heads, and stared at Huang Mingzhuo.
"Lei Shougong is here to save me, hahaha!"
"Then what should I do? I'll leave and leave you to be struck to death by lightning?" Yun Qi tilted her head and asked angrily.
I just heard her reciting a spell to pray for the gods, her tone was soft and sweet, but it was particularly clear amidst the rumbling thunder and the crackle of lightning.
A moment later, a figure suddenly appeared in the purple lightning net on the horizon. Thousands of lightnings condensed behind him. He held an ax in one hand and a chisel in the other, full of murderous intent.
I spent a day sorting out the plot line and felt refreshed.
There will be a second update later, which may be late. Those who can’t stand it can save it until tomorrow.
