Zombies, the things of heaven and earth that accumulate resentment, disobey the way of heaven, come back from the dead, disturb reincarnation, and blaspheme the undead, and are despised by all sentient beings; The origin of zombies is human beings, and they know that they cannot tolerate heaven and earth, but they are paranoid because of their resentment before death, so they compete with others to survive and want to replace them. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info - "The Gate of the Corpse"

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Calm the village, the magic atmosphere disturbs the sky!

Dongfang Fan, who was in the dark, cautiously guarded against all the crises that might arise around him, and with the help of the faint sense between himself and the Soul Sword, he walked towards the corpse king Xuankui in the center of the village step by step.

"Leave...... Otherwise...... Dead ......"

A low groan accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing replaced the roar of the fierce beast, Dongfang Fan turned his head suddenly, but saw a strange shadow jumping not far away, exuding a special golden glow.

"Here comes the sword!" As soon as Dongfang Fan's sword finger came out, three silver-white blades flew out of the storage space, and with a whoosh, they all rushed towards the golden shadow.

Unexpectedly, the three sword blades were like stones sinking into the sea, and there was not even a single echo, and the golden shadow was still beating happily over there.

Dongfang Fan frowned, opened the savings space again, took out the Nine Heavens Ring, and the nameless sword strings appeared on the piano, pressed the strings and did not move, and drank vigorously: "Conjuring spirits!" ”

"Bell!"

The word "Conjuring" echoed for a moment, and a blood-colored flying shadow galloped in, and finally flew into the Nine Heavens Ring Pei - the Nine Heavens Ring Pei's "Summoning the Sword and Returning to the Sect" is still valid in this world.

With the Soul Conjuring Sword in his hand, Dongfang Fan had no scruples in his heart, and immediately rushed towards the golden light and shadow......

"Leave...... Otherwise...... Dead ......"

It's still that deep voice, it's just that Dongfang Fan is not the kind of person who will be easily scared away.

The closer he got to that golden shadow, the stronger the pressure on Dongfang Fan's body became, if it weren't for the transformation of his body by the Blood Soul Crystal and other gods, he was afraid that it would be difficult to move an inch at this time.

The shadow in front of him was already very close, so close that it was only about a hundred meters away, and Dongfang Fan could even see the appearance of the beating shadow: it was a very petite zombie, only about one meter four tall, and it was wearing a golden dragon robe - those golden rays of light emanated from this dragon robe.

"Leave ~~~~ otherwise ~~~~ die ~~~~"

Dongfang Fan watched the little zombie clutching his throat and threatening Dongfang Fan a hundred meters away with a very funny voice - could this be the "disaster" that was feared by the ancestor of the Yin Corpse Sect?

"Anyway, judging by his purple-black skin, there is no doubt that he is a zombie...... In order to avoid the disaster, I can only ...... "Dongfang Fan's eyes were sharp, he accelerated and galloped, and the spirit conjuring sword was full of blood, and at the moment of close quarters, he stabbed obliquely from behind the little zombie into the heart part——

"Ah~~~~~~~!!!h

The little zombie raised his head and screamed, the blood on the Soul Conjuring Sword was gradually dyed purple and black, Dongfang Fan's heart was shocked, and he felt that the ominous was about to attack, so he immediately let go of the Conjuring Sword and flew back quickly!

"Ah~~~I'm dead~~~~" The little zombie screamed and fell, its limbs twitching for a moment, and finally stopped moving.

Dongfang Fan was vigilant for more than ten minutes, and then cautiously stepped forward, and when he saw the little zombie's eyes closed and unmoving, he was stunned: "Isn't it just like that?" ”

"Whew!" Dongfang Fan pulled out the spirit sword from the back of the little zombie, and a trace of the blade was dyed black.

Dongfang Fan stared at the Soul Conjuring Sword for a long time, and then looked at the little zombie, but just happened to see the little zombie who opened his eyes was looked at by Dongfang Fan, and quickly closed his eyes.

"Sure enough...... Is this zombie trying to pretend to be dead and kill and rob? Wise zombie ......" Dongfang Fan squatted down and stared at the little zombie's face, but held his breath and didn't make a sound.

After a while, the little zombie couldn't feel the presence of people, and opened his eyes again, but this time - the four eyes met, the little zombie knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, and immediately prepared to jump up and escape.

"Wow!"

Dongfang Fan casually stabbed the spirit sword into the back of the little zombie again, nailed it to the ground, and couldn't move!

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die! Let go of me~~~! Or I'll bite you to death! The little zombie struggled to break free from the Conjuring Sword, but Dongfang Fan pressed the hilt of the sword to death, no matter how the little zombie struggled, he could still only cling to the ground.

"Boy, who speaks human language, answered me: Who are you? Where did it come from? Dongfang Fan looked at this lethal little zombie, and the vigilance in his heart relaxed a lot.

"I'm a zombie, crawling up from the ground!" The little zombie showed two tiger teeth and kept grinning at Dongfang Fan, as if he wanted to bite someone.

"Well, let me ask you again: Did you do the fog around here? This time, if you are perfunctory...... I'll kill you. Dongfang Fan's eyes showed murderous intent, and he shook the soul conjuring sword in his hand.

"What if I did it? Anyway, you can't kill me, if you let me bite you now, I may think about letting you live for a while, otherwise......" The little zombie smiled, as if he wanted to threaten Dongfang Fan.

"One last question...... Are you the 'disaster' that has been suppressed by the corpse king Xuankui for countless years? Dongfang Fan asked directly, although he didn't think that the little zombie had the power to bring disaster to the world.

"Wrong, wrong!! I'm not a disaster! I'm a drought!! You must be looking for the wrong zombie!! Let me go! The little zombie's limbs writhed exaggeratedly, but the body pinned by the spirit sword could not respond to its movements.

Dongfang Fan also noticed the abnormality at this time, not to mention that the origin of the Soul Conjuring Sword is unknown, just to say that its material also needs to be explored, maybe the essence of the sword has a certain limiting effect on zombies.

"As far as I know, there's a zombie that represents a catastrophe to be unearthed...... If you're not...... At least you know where the zombie I'm looking for is, right? If you don't tell me, I'll nail you here for the rest of your life, and then ask the seniors of the corpse exorcism realm to come here with their own disciples and treat you as a physical textbook, what will they do to you...... I can't guarantee it...... I've heard that some people will take down the hands and feet of zombies and take them back for experiments...... It's really cruel......" Dongfang Fan stood up and waved his hand helplessly.

"No~~~~~ I'm just a zombie who has never killed anyone, never harmed anyone, how can you bear to treat a kind and innocent poor little zombie like this?" The little zombie began to complain and struggled even more intensely.

"It seems that you still won't say it...... Okay, I'll call someone over......" Dongfang Fan turned around and was about to leave, no matter how the little zombie begged, he just didn't stop.

Seeing that Dongfang Fan was about to disappear from his field of vision, the little zombie finally couldn't help the fear in his heart: the last time he was sealed by the people of the corpse chasing realm for thousands of years, if he fell into the hands of the corpse chasing world again this time, it would not be impossible to be sealed for thousands of years even if he was sealed again.

"Don't go~~~ I am! I'm what you call a disaster!! The drought is a disaster~~~~" The little zombie screamed, and Dongfang Fan turned around and returned at this time.

"You're lying to me again? That calamity is something that can harm the world, and it is up to you how to harm the world. Dongfang Fan asked coldly.

"I didn't lie to you, these scattered black mist are my primordial gods, because they have been suppressed for more than 5,000 years, causing their bodies to decay, and they have to disperse the corpse qi gathered on their bodies to ensure that their bodies do not decay...... Who knows, the corpse degenerates, and it is difficult to bear all the primordial gods, so ninety percent of the primordial gods are forced out of the corpse, avoiding the tragedy of exploding and dying, but it has also become a picture that can be bullied...... Although I was called a disaster by you, I never had the idea of actively killing people, but before I was suppressed, the people in the corpse chasing world controlled me through the Dao method and created a lot of killing karma, in fact, I am a good person who does not kill people or kill zombies like you! You see, the zombie who suppressed me for 5,000 years, I didn't do anything to him......" The little zombie said endlessly, although he knew that his identity would be killed after it was exposed, he didn't want to fall into the hands of the corpse chasing world.

"Hmm...... If you stay with me in the future, I will save you from death...... Do you have any objections? Dongfang Fan believes in the words of the little zombie, after all, a zombie who can have his own mind can never be an ordinary character.

"Good! Actually, I'm scared of death! As long as you promise not to let anyone else kill me, I'll go with you!! Fast! Quickly pull this sword up, it has been absorbing the remaining corpse qi in my body, I was already weak, and now I am even weaker...... If you let it absorb it all the time, even if you don't kill me, I will become an unconscious walking corpse because of the lack of corpse qi......" The little zombie called anxiously, not saying that the Soul Conjuring Sword would absorb corpse qi before, because he was afraid that Dongfang Fan would grasp his weakness, but now that he said it, he already expressed his sincerity in surrender.

Dongfang Fan was slightly surprised, and immediately pulled out the soul conjuring sword, and carefully examined the sword body.

There were already four black threads on the sword's body, and these four black threads exuding a cold aura could not be erased.

"The hilt of a sword from another world...... A sword blade that draws on crystal nuclei...... The combination of the two can actually absorb zombie corpse qi? Isn't there anything related to this? While Dongfang Fan was thinking in his heart, the little zombie stood up with a sigh of relief, and jumped to Dongfang Fan's side, with no intention of escaping.

"Where did you get this sword? You must know that although corpse qi does not have much effect on this kind of dead thing, it is absolutely impossible to be devoured by ordinary dead things...... Moreover, this sword has a confinement effect on us zombies......" The little zombie poked his head over, looked at the soul conjuring sword in Dongfang Fan's hand, and said with some reluctance.

"Swords, you say? Do you know the sword? Dongfang Fan was stunned for a moment, and only then did he discover something unusual: the existence of the sword began to rejoin this world in this half a year, so why did the little zombie know about the "sword"?

"What are you talking about? A sword is a sword, and it's not a rare thing...... Those old guys in the corpse chasing world used the peachwood sword against me at the beginning......" The little zombie was a little confused by the question.

"Dead things? Otherworldly? Still is...... Excluded? A flash of inspiration flashed in Dongfang Fan's mind, and he began to think about himself - if he could know why the Soul Conjuring Sword could restrain zombies, it might be a sharp weapon to contain the corpse chasing world.

This thought was half an hour, and the little zombie didn't take the opportunity to do anything that shouldn't be done to Dongfang Fan, just stood in place and kept jumping, and at the same time, absorbing the corpse qi around him at an extremely slow speed......

Suddenly, Dongfang Fan's eyes lit up, and he poured the law of the sword into the soul conjuring sword-

"Whew~~~~~~!!"

As the law of the sword continued to strengthen, the black mist composed of corpse qi around it began to pour into the blade of the summoning sword!