Taking one step forward, Fire Cloud Evil God felt that the scenery around him was inverted, and a huge mirror appeared under his feet.
"Who dares to break into the secret realm of Shushan Mountain?"
"boom!"
A terrifying coercion fell from the sky, as if the heaven and earth collapsed.
Fire Cloud Evil God's expression changed slightly, and the aura exuded by the other party was actually much stronger than him.
This is just a person guarding the entrance.
A look of surprise appeared on the old man's face, and he suddenly shouted, "My name is Nian Feng, and I found this place according to the map left by my ancestors."
"Nian Feng? Are you a descendant of Nian Gengyao?"
"Yes, yes." The old man nodded quickly, and immediately with cold eyes, he glanced at Huoyun Evil God and others, and shouted, "Senior, these gangsters stole the map left by our ancestors, and even held me hostage.
I ask senior to make the decision for me here!"
"You bastard, you dare to trick us!" The old zombie demon showed an angry look on his face, and the dark and cold corpse aura rolled around him.
"Zombies?"
The loud and majestic voice sounded again, "You little zombie, if you dare to sneak into my Shushan secret realm, you are seriously seeking death!"
"boom!!!"
The mirrors under everyone's feet suddenly vibrated, like the blazing sun, emitting blazing and dazzling light.
"ah!!!"
The old zombie screamed in pain and rolled desperately on the mirror. Its surging corpse energy began to collapse, its flesh and blood rotted, and its white bones were exposed, making it extremely miserable.
Fire Cloud Evil God narrowed his eyes, with a fierce light flowing in them. He glanced at the proud and retreating old man, and then shouted to the stiff old demon who was screaming repeatedly, "Calm down!"
calmly?
How can I stay calm in this situation? I'm almost burned to death.
The dark eyes of the old zombie were full of fear, and he roared in his heart, "I just turned into a zombie, how could I die..."
"Buzz!"
Just when the old demon's flesh was rotting and his ribs were exposed, a bright roll of Buddha's light suddenly emerged from his body.
In the shocked eyes of the strong man in the dark, the bone-white old demon suddenly stopped struggling and slowly sat cross-legged, clasping his hands together. His ragged face was full of holiness, "Amitabha, I will not go to hell, love
Anyone can get in, but I just can’t get in!"
"Well!"
The space was distorted, and a thin figure suddenly appeared in the air. Looking at the old zombie who was enveloped by the rolling golden Buddha power and whose flesh and blood was rapidly recovering, he asked, "What kind of monster is this? Can a zombie still practice Buddhism?"
Under the astonished gaze of the expert, the old demon slowly opened his eyes, with a calming soft light flowing through them. He smiled tenderly and said: "Who in this world can distinguish between a demon and a Buddha? A Buddha is also
Even if it can do evil, a demon can also do good. As long as there is a Buddha in its heart, a demon can also become a Buddha!"
The master's expression changed slightly, and there was an awe-inspiring look in his eyes.
Seeing the change in the other person's expression, the old demon Zombie was overjoyed and muttered, "Fortunately, I watched a lot of Chicken Soup for the Soul some time ago, otherwise, I still wouldn't be able to fool him!"
He clasped his hands together and stood up slowly, with a soft smile on his face. "I have been practicing Buddhism for more than three hundred years, killing demons with my body, and transformed into this human, ghost, and ghost appearance. If you want to be a donor, you want to subjugate demons."
Get rid of the demon, I will definitely not fight back!"
"Senior, don't listen to his nonsense, he is just a zombie!" The old man was anxious. He didn't expect that the old demon was so capable of deceiving and telling lies. But with his sacred temperament and compassionate expression, people who don't know the situation can really
Can't tell true from false.
The old demon Zombie turned his gaze and looked at the anxious old demon, "Amitabha, donor, you told me that day that you would change your mind and start a new life. Alas, I didn't expect you to make the same mistake again. My life or death doesn't matter, but you
You cannot harm the Fire Donor and his grandson. If they die because of your lies, I will not rest in peace even if I am in the eighteenth level of hell."
"You, you are talking nonsense, my surname is not Ma at all!" The old man's chest heaved violently, and he felt that the matter was out of his control and was changing towards a scene he did not want to see.
Facing the old man's bloodshot eyes due to anxiety, a look of disappointment appeared on the old man's face, "Amitabha, I don't want to argue. What will happen if we understand right and wrong?"
As he said that, Old Demon Zombie looked at the mysterious strong man, "Donor, I only came here this time for two things!"
"explain!"
Song Hao frowned and looked at Old Demon Zombie. Even now, he couldn't tell who was lying. However, he didn't want to find out who was lying. He just wanted to know why these people came.
.
"First, it's for the treasure of Nian Donor!"
"Old Zombie, now, you are still coveting my Nian family's treasure!" the old man shouted angrily.
It's a pity that the old demon Zombie didn't care about old age at all, with a look of compassion on his face, and said: "Nowadays, the land of China is devastated, and I can only watch countless creatures suffering. Therefore, I want to get the treasure of the old benefactor.
, to save the countless living beings who are suffering in China."
Song Hao's expression changed slightly. He also knew something about the outside world. Hearing what the old demon said, he couldn't help but have a good impression of him.
"What about the second thing?" Song Hao continued to ask.
"Secondly, I want to invite the benefactors of Shu Mountain to come out!" Old Demon Zombie sighed, "Two days later, China will confer a zombie as a prince. I am powerless to stop this, so I sincerely ask the benefactors of Shu Mountain to stop this king ceremony.
"
"Zombie king?"
Song Hao narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "This is simply nonsense. I will definitely report this matter to the sect."
"Thank you, donor!" Old Demon Zombie took a deep breath and said, "So, can the donor take out the treasure that the donor left in your land?"
"this……"
Song Hao had a look of embarrassment on his face.
At this moment, Hong Boy, who was hugging Fire Cloud Evil God's neck, suddenly started crying, "Grandpa, this baby is scared, wuwuwu, this baby is scared..."
Song Hao's eyes turned and glanced at the crying and fussy Red Boy.
At the moment when Song Hao's attention was attracted by the red boy, the face full of compassion suddenly revealed a ferocious look on the face of the old zombie. He grinned at the old man, showed his white teeth, and mouthed, "Bye!"
"puff!!!"
"call out!"
Song Hao's expression changed drastically, and he appeared next to the old man in an instant and grabbed him.
However, the pores all over the old man's body swelled, and bright red blood spurted out, which immediately solidified into ice.
"What kind of skill is this?"
"Nian Donor!" Zombie Old Devil's expression changed drastically, and he stepped forward quickly, with a sad look on his face, "I asked you not to practice that magic skill, but why do you still practice it secretly? Now, you have a magic skill backfire.
