"Up!"

When the rotting corpse was knocked away by Wang Hao again, the old man pointed to the bell in his hand again and shouted at the zombie.

And the carrion immediately jumped up and stood in front of the old man, looking dumbfounded.

Despite this, but the old man is also unexpected, after all, this is the twenty-first floor apartment in the city, there are really few things that can be controlled by himself, Maoshan's spells, although the strength of the mage itself is not very strong, but the control of some soul bodies including corpses has a certain amount of deep kung fu, so as long as the Maoshan mage is there, most of them will bring one or even a few souls or corpses that they can control to protect their own safety, and this carrion corpse is also when the old man bought a house for decoration, at that time there were very few people, The guards were not so strict, and they managed to wrap such a dazzling thing in a black cloth before they got it.

However, in this place, although this carrion corpse has been controlled by his own demon refining and can listen to his own command at will, the strength of the carrion corpse is not very strong, compared to the cultivators who are also helping the grassroots level, although they can control the carrion corpse, however, it is not a good way to fight for a long time.

Thinking of this, the old man also had the heart to escape, even if he couldn't escape, as long as he escaped to a place like a cemetery, where there were many ghosts, he would go to his own field of play, Maoshan's spells were best at ghost control and corpse control, so once he went out, he was a little more sure of being able to defeat this guy.

Looking at this rotting corpse, Wang Hao was also furious in his heart, damn, he had made his body stink a few times, and a disgusting smell kept hitting his nose.

"Boom!"

With another kick, Wang Hao kicked the rotting corpse fiercely, and his ears could clearly hear the sound of bones shattering.

"Boom!"

Even the walls were deeply knocked out of a big pit by this carrion, but the old man gave another order, and the zombie stood up again, like a dead eye, as if nothing was right.

Even if Wang Hao knew in his heart that the carrion corpse was made very tough by Maoshan spells, he really couldn't imagine that this carrion corpse, after the demon refining of Maoshan mages, even his body was strengthened a lot, the key is that this thing, fuck, it's like never dying, no matter how you fight, it's not a fuck.

Fortunately, Lao Tzu was prepared, and Wang Hao scolded in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Hao took a glass that he had touched in advance and hit the old man's hand fiercely.

"Oops!"

The bell in the old man's hand fell to the ground suddenly, and the old man didn't care that Wang Hao would have this action, originally wanted to make the zombie wild next time, bite when he saw someone, and then take the opportunity to escape, but he didn't expect Wang Hao to come to this trick and disrupt his plan.

The bell fell to the ground and rolled aside, and the carrion suddenly seemed to be paralyzed, lying on the ground softly, without moving.

"Hehe, how do you think you can resist without the bell?" Wang Hao smiled gloomily and slowly walked over to the old man.

"Dead old man, who told you to dare to arrest me! You're done this time, right? At this time, the little zombie on Wang Hao's body was also gloating and teasing.

The old man's hand has been bleeding constantly, it seems that the glass fragments were cut to the major artery by Wang Hao, and a lot of blood was shed, from this blow, Wang Hao's strength must be higher than this old man, although the old man was expelled from Maoshan disciple, but he also reached the level of help, and some of the muscles and bones in the body have also been strengthened a lot, so if it is this quilt thrown by ordinary people, even if the glass is broken, his body will not be hurt very much, but it is different to throw this cup with higher strength than himself.

The old man glanced at the little zombie, and said to Wang Hao again.

"This brother, do you know, he is from the zombie clan, you are from the Diancang faction, since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, you are an enemy of my Maoshan faction for an evil zombie, do you know what the consequences will be?" The old man frowned, estimating that even if the cultivator shed so much blood, he would not feel very comfortable, but there was still a hint of arrogance in his tone. "This is not just a matter of our two sects, but the things of your Cang faction and all the decent ones, you protect the little zombies of the Demon Gate openly, this is what it means to start a confrontation war with all the decent people, do you think that your Diancang faction has the strength to fight against all the decent people?"

Wang Hao knew in his heart, this old man originally thought that he had come to kill him to save the little zombie, this was not an oolong.

"Ahem, first of all, it means that I came in secretly, not above board, and I'm here today, not for this little zombie, but for those murders of human beings." Wang Hao cleared his throat and said a little cruelly. "Don't you know how many people you have killed in the mortal world?"

After hearing this, the old man also understood in his heart, he did kill people in the world, for so many years, he had always provoked himself, and he must take revenge, so those who died under his hands were no less than dozens of people, but his own killing methods, those police could not find out, there were no clues at all, but how could this disciple of the Cang Sect know that he killed himself? Did you accidentally kill this guy's relatives?

Thinking of this, the old man shouted in his heart, if this is the case, then it will be really difficult for him to escape for his life today.

"Haha, dead old man, your death date today is here, hurry up and kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistakes, maybe the young master can spare you." At this time, the little zombie looked happy and yelled at the old man of Maoshan in front of him.

Hearing this, Wang Hao also glanced at the little zombie and said angrily.

"Hey, hey, hey! It's me who does it, and you don't do it, what are you doing? ”

"Aren't all of us the same when we kill? He's my enemy, and he's your enemy, so we're allies, so we don't have to be so polite. The little zombie glanced at Wang Hao and began to talk about his own set.

If you hadn't seen this little zombie with your own eyes, you wouldn't believe that there was such a little zombie if you killed yourself, how could it be? Is this little guy used to staying in the world? The word friendly is used.

And this little guy seems to be familiar with himself, just after a while, he mingles with Wang Hao, as if he is not an outsider at all, this little guy? The third son of the zombie clan, who will believe this?

"Either I'll give you the place and you can kill this old fellow." Wang Hao pointed to the old man of Maoshan and said to the little zombie with some jokingness.

"Can you bear to kill someone at my age?" The little zombie suddenly burst into tears and looked at Wang Hao pitifully.

Well, this little zombie is indeed very cute and cute, his grandmother's, will pretend to be pitiful and deceive sympathy, Wang Hao also surrendered.

"Ahem, okay, I've taken you." Wang Hao said helplessly.

Turning his head, Wang Hao regained his indifference again, and said lightly to the old man.

"Tell me, how the hell do you want to die?"

"Dare to ask, this little brother, since you are not here for this little zombie, why do you come to embarrass me?" The old man did not answer, but avoided the topic and asked rhetorically. "Don't you know that there is an unwritten rule in the cultivation realm? In the mortal world, can't you do it? So as not to swagger the world's speculation? ”

"Phew, do you remember that agreement?" Wang Hao also scolded when he heard it. "Since you know, then you should also know that cultivators can't wantonly kill innocents in the human world, right? Isn't it a little too late for you to come and talk to me about the rules of the Cultivation Realm now? ”

"Little brother, as long as you spare my life, my house will belong to you, this house is worth at least a few million, and there are still millions in the safe, this is all my property, I will give it to you, I beg you to spare my life, can you?" The old man himself is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, this trick doesn't work, and the old man has changed his trick again.

"Do you think I'll say yes?" Wang Hao looked at him coldly and said coldly.

Seeing that Wang Hao would not agree to himself no matter what, the old man of Maoshan also began to be disheartened, and his heart began to be angry, since he was dead both horizontally and vertically, why should he die so much?

The old man looked at the bell on the ground, and then glanced at the desk in the living room, he was closer to the door of the living room, even if he died, he would pass the news to the Maoshan faction, and he would avenge himself in the future.

So, the old man didn't care that his hands were bleeding, and suddenly ran towards the living room.

Wang Hao, an old guy, wanted to run, so he casually broke a piece of hardwood on the little red coffin and smashed it at the back of the old man of Namaoshan.

"Poof!"

The old man of Maoshan suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, was staggered, and almost fell down, but the old man didn't even know how to go, so he sped up a few steps and ran to the desk, picked up the conch on the table, and said.

"Senior brother, the situation is urgent, the Diancang faction and the zombie family have a conspiracy in private, the Diancang faction also wants to expand its power, the first target is our Maoshan faction, senior brother, tell the master that they must pay attention, they are about to kill me now, if I die, please help me take revenge."

Wang Hao also caught up at this time, and when he heard the old man speak, his heart suddenly chuckled, it's over, I didn't expect this old man to reveal the matter of the Diancang faction, this time the matter is big.

But it doesn't matter so much, damn, how do others love it, it's all about Lao Tzu? I'm here to get rid of the name of the people, and I don't care about anything else, and if I don't kill him quickly, this old guy will make up something else, or make a big fuss.

Thinking about it, Wang Hao also punched the old man hard, and slammed it on the old man's chest.

"Click!"

Wang Hao could clearly hear the sound of the old man's ribs breaking.

"Ahh

Although this old man looked like he was fifty or sixty years old, because he was a cultivator, his body bones were actually several times tougher than ordinary young people, and being punched alive by Wang Hao made him feel painful.

At this time, Wang Hao had no pity at all, when he thought of the old man in front of him, who had killed so many lives in the world, he felt a burst of anger in his heart, and his arm couldn't help but turn into a golden dragon claw, and he grabbed a piece of dragon scales printed on it, which was particularly dazzling.

"Who the hell are you?" Seeing that Wang Hao was different, the old man was also stunned, how could the people of the Diancang Sect be like this?

"I'm the World Ender."

Wang Hao said lightly, with all his strength, he smashed the head of the old man of Maoshan hard-

(I've been so busy these days, and I have to be distracted from writing novels every day, and I'm really sorry to give me some time.) ）