"Roar。。。。。 ”

The zombie was full of corpses, and it was already a very high level in the ranks of zombies.

Such a zombie needs to die for at least several decades, almost a hundred years, before it can achieve such power, but what is in front of him may be because of the power generated after the lightning split.

With a roar of rage, the zombie figure jumped out, stabbing straight towards Mo Yi with both arms, and the sharp nails shone with a fierce light, wanting to lead people to the boundless dark hell.

"Be careful"

Simu directly broke open the papier-mâché window, and then jumped in, holding a golden giant sword, and swept directly over, and the zombie rushed up, just swept out by a blow.

"Bell。。。。。。 The golden sword slashed upward, but with a loud bang, the zombie's body flew upside down, but it didn't hurt it in the slightest.

Although this zombie is not as powerful as the zombie royal family in the previous hundred years, no matter the degree of physical defense or strength, there is one thing about this zombie that the zombie royal family does not have, that is-consciousness, after this zombie has undergone a lightning split, the body has been enhanced in all aspects, and it is not as good as the zombie royal family, that is, there is an extra consciousness, which is not available to the zombie royal family.

That is to say, the zombies at this time have more potential for development, and perhaps the spread of time will make them born conscious, interesting, and it is also a necessary condition for the ancestors of zombies such as drought and generals.

"Yike。。。。。 ”

The four eyes turned over in an instant, and then with a sword in hand, he turned around and flipped a sword down, slashing at the head of the zombie with the momentum of splitting Huashan with force.

"Poof... "Just a sound, the golden giant sword broke instantly, and the remnant sword flew out, but the zombie didn't suffer any damage, this sound of copper skin and iron bones, King Kong is not bad, how can it be injured by ordinary swords?

"It's amazing"

The four-eyed figure retreated and exclaimed in amazement.

The zombie instantly became ferocious, opened its mouth wide, full of bloody fangs, and pounced towards its eyes.

"Hah。。。。。 ”

Another person jumped in from the window, kicked his feet heavily on the zombie's chest, kicked it out directly, and quickly left in place.

"This guy has become a sperm," Ikyu said with a frown as he watched the zombie hide from the ground.

"Senior nephew, you go to the morgue to find Jiale first," said Mo Yi with four eyes.

Mo Yi nodded, didn't say anything, and walked quickly to the morgue, Jiale, Qinqing and the seventy-one elder brother had just entered it.

"Senior brother, come in" Jiale glanced at Mo Yi and said hurriedly.

"What are you doing?"

Mo Yi looked at the maltose on the floor in front of him, looked at the two of them and asked.

"Help, the zombie will come in through the door in a while, and these maltodies, you can stick to him," Jiale said as he smeared the maltose.

"Oh" Mo Yi nodded, and then followed with the maltose.

Basically, the area at the door was all smeared with maltose, and Mo Yi and the others hid inside.

Stopping, Mo Yi closed his eyes again, and what flashed in his mind was the essence of the mantra of the spell, and the true qi in his body was constantly running and consuming.

"Squeak... Chirping.... ”

It didn't take long for a series of voices to come from the room, and the silence in the room was particularly strange.

In the direction of the floor at the door, the wooden planks of the floor were constantly bouncing up, as if something was beating underneath, and it was coming towards Mo Yi step by step.

Jiale gestured to Mo Yi and Qinqing, and then hurriedly shifted his position to avoid being discovered by zombies.

"Wow... ”

In an instant, the ground cracked, and the zombie jumped up directly from below and rushed towards Jiale.

"Hurry up" Jiale's face changed, and he hurriedly ran towards the door, but he was directly stuck by the maltose on the ground, and it was difficult to move half a step.

Among the several people, only Mo Yi was still standing in place, he was not afraid of this zombie at all, and he didn't have to run or anything at all.

"Roar。。。。。 ”

The zombie roared angrily and pounced towards Jiale, also stepping on the maltose, unable to move.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry"

Jiale took Qinqing and this seventy-one elder brother, quickly opened the door, and then escaped.

"Help... Master... Help me.... ”

Jiale opened the door, yelled hurriedly, and then broke free of the maltose step by step and ran out.

The figures of Shimu and Ikkyu came quickly, and the two of them had their weapons in their hands, looking at the zombie cautiously.

"Senior nephew?" Simu saw that Mo Yi was still in the morgue, and couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly shouted.

Mo Yi was entrusted by Uncle Jiu, and he couldn't let Mo Yi have problems no matter what.

"Roar。。。。。 ”

The zombie turned around in an instant and jumped towards Mo step by step, its straight arms like steel.

Four Eyes instantly stepped forward, kicked at the zombie, and kicked it directly, and at the same time broke away from the restriction of maltose, turned around and chased after Four Eyes.

"Let's go, take the guy"

Seeing the zombie coming towards him, Shimu hurriedly turned around and walked towards the room.

Mo Yi opened his eyes indifferently, now this Maoshan basic technique is about to be fully cultivated, these ten kinds of techniques, although it is mainly based on comprehension ability, there are some difficulties, but it is not a problem, after a long period of cultivation and guidance, Mo Yi has already practiced completely.

"It's time to pack up this thing" Mo Yi spit out lightly, and then walked towards the room, and when he walked past the maltose, his figure was levitated, not stepping on the ground.

"If the disciple is in trouble, please ask the ancestor for help"

In the middle of the room, Simu knelt in front of an altar, and began to perform a spell with words in his mouth.

"Ahh Ahh The four eyes roared angrily, and then the muscles of the whole body rose, and the strength became incomparably strong.

"Don't talk, it's not good to be deflated"

Ikyu looked at the current state of Simu and said hurriedly.

The upper body of the Maoshan patriarch, now the four eyes are infinitely powerful, and the use of spiritism is to attract strength to the upper body.

But when he saw Simu grabbing the zombie, he threw it out directly, and he had no room for resistance at all, so he was thrown out directly.

One after another, the zombie was beaten by the four eyes without the slightest room for resistance, and the strength was far superior to that of this zombie.

The zombie saw that the four eyes were slightly back a few steps, and with a slight consciousness, he was of course afraid of being beaten like this, and he didn't dare to make any moves.

"Ahh Yes... My feet"

Before continuing to attack, Simu shouted, and then the muscles that had been in his body swelled up, and he directly retracted, and the strength of his whole body dissipated.

In an instant, all the power on Simu's body had been dispersed, and this wooden thorn was inserted in his foot, so that his strength dissipated.

"Roar... ”

The zombie seemed to feel the power on Simu's body disperse, roared angrily, and pounced again.

"Master Zu... Master Zu... Master Zu... ”

Simu kept stomping his feet, and then wanted to ask Master Zu to get up, but he couldn't get up anyway.

"Bang。。。。。。 ”

I heard a sound of smashing against the wall, it was loud, and the planks were all turned up.

I just saw that the zombie was thrown out in an instant, and Mo Yi's figure was standing in front of Simu.

"Uncle Shi, are you okay?" Mo Yi asked, looking at his four eyes.

"No. It's okay" Simu looked at Mo Yi in shock and said, before Mo Yi lifted the zombie and threw it out of the scene vividly, shocked, extremely shocked.

"It's much weaker than before," Mo Yi spat out lightly, and then strolled towards the zombie.

The zombie on the ground moved for a moment, and then turned straight up.

"Give me down" Mo Yi shouted angrily, pressed down with a swing leg, stepped on the zombie's chest with one foot, and directly pressed it to the ground, unable to move.

No matter how much the zombie struggled, it couldn't break free from Mo Yi's suppression, and it flipped on the ground.

Mo Yi directly came deep into his hand, stroked the forehead of the zombie, and directly began to absorb the corpse qi in the zombie's body and incorporate it into his own body.

The corpse qi in this zombie's body was extremely scattered and did not condense, after all, it was a newborn zombie not long ago.

"Roar... ”

In an instant, the zombie struggled even more, and its body began to shrink continuously, and the corpse qi in his body quickly poured into Mo Yi's body, improving Mo Yi's physique and corpse qi.

"Ding, congratulations to the host bloodline zombie for being upgraded to BBBB level"

As the sound of the system sounded in Mo Yi's mind, the zombie stopped struggling and completely died out, and all the corpse qi and strength were sucked away by Mo Yi.

At this time, this zombie was a dry corpse, and its blood and strength were all devoured by Mo Yi.

"Little zombies dare to be presumptuous?" Mo Yi's eyes were like electricity, and he snorted lightly.

"Yang Huo" Mo Yi took out a Yang Fire Talisman, turned it around, and threw it directly on the zombie, and burned it directly with a fire, quickly burning it into ashes.

"Why hasn't the mission been completed yet?"

Mo Yi's eyes wrinkled, and he secretly said in his heart, this task has not been completed yet, and he really can't find the existence of any zombie royal family.

"Sure enough, it's my luck in Maoshan, it's the luck of Maoshan" looked at Mo Yi's strength with four eyes, and he was excited.

Several of their senior brothers, along with the decline of Maoshan, each learned some basic methods of Maoshan and went down the mountain, of course, they all carried the essence of Maoshan Technique, but their own ability was limited, and they could only be limited to this apex after studying for many years, and they could not continue to cultivate.

In the next few days, Mo Yidu continued to practice the Maoshan technique, all the way from practicing the basic Maoshan technique to the essence of the Maoshan technique in the back, and kept practicing.

And Simu tried his best to teach Mo Yi, of course, later, it was more Mo Yi who comprehended it himself, after all, Simu had not learned a lot of magic essence.

Time flies, Mo Yi is contemplating the essence of the technique every day, not feeling the passage of time at all, spending time between cultivation techniques every day, and the level of Maoshan Technique is also rapidly improving.

The essence of Maoshan magic is not a simple existence, which ones catch ghosts and subdue demons, are only the most basic and ordinary techniques, and the essence of the magic that Mo Yi later comprehended are all extremely effective Maoshan techniques.

"Ding, congratulations to the host。。。。。。。 ”

"Ding,。。。。。。。 ”