In the green jade spirit coffin, Hong Zhao stared into Mu Chen's eyes and asked, "Xiao Chen, if that red-clothed sister's book cultivation ritual arrives, will you go to Heavenly City to apprentice?"

Mu Chen was a little uncomfortable by Hong Zhao's gaze, then scratched the back of his head, smiled, and then said seriously: "According to the elder of the Xun clan, this sister of Tiancheng is the first person in southern Xinjiang, and her skill of chasing corpses and shepherds with one hand is unmatched. As long as I am fortunate enough to learn a few percent, I will be able to seek justice for my husband and clan, for the dead patriarch and grandfather, and the two clan elders. In the future, I will see who else can stop me!"

"According to what you said, the sister in red carries a red wooden coffin, and in the entire southern Xinjiang, the only woman who has this dress and can be called the first person is the legendary crazy woman in Tiancheng, who is not the third lady of the family and not an adult. It's just rumored that this adult is moody, once she was crazy, and the power of the three cities couldn't do anything about her, in case you angered her one day......" Hong Zhao said worriedly.

"Sister Hongzhao, you think too much, that sister won't be like that, according to what you said, I think the world has misunderstood her, she, in my opinion, is just a child's heart. Mu Chen waved his hand.

Hong Zhao said such a thing, and Mu Chen naturally didn't understand his thoughts. Seeing Mu Chen's elm head like this, Hong Zhao couldn't help but feel a sulk.

Mu Chen didn't notice Hong Zhao's abnormality, and took out a scroll from his sleeve, this scroll was another "Essence Blood Seeping Corpse Condensation Technique", and what Mu Chen was looking at now was how to connect with the zombies in that soil.

Because at that last moment, Mu Chen followed the record on this scroll and sent two taels of his essence blood into the old gentleman's mouth along the bamboo artemisia.

According to the record on the scroll, Mu Chen bit his finger and drew blood lines on his forehead, under his eyes, and on his chin.

"Xiao Chen, what are you doing here?" As soon as Hong Zhao saw Mu Chen's self-harming action, the previous sulk had already run out of the clouds, and asked worriedly at this time.

"Sister Hongzhao, don't worry, I'm asking for a big zongzi to come out of the mountain, calculate the time, I'm afraid that the deep swamp ghost vine fir is already almost the same as that group of mud swamp crocodiles. Mu Chen said with a smile.

After speaking, he didn't care about Hongzhao, and continued to look at the scroll.

Next is a set of magic seals, which are to use their own essence blood to resonate with the essence blood left by themselves in the zombie body that the old gentleman has turned into!

Thirty-six sets of complex seals, Mu Chen failed more than ten times before he could fully grasp it.

For the last time, when the thirty-six groups of magic seals were formed without any difference, the blood lines drawn by the essence blood on Mu Chen's forehead and chin appeared with a dark golden light at this time, and then the four blood lines that were not connected sprung up like mushrooms after a rain at this time, growing in an instant, until a mysterious dark golden ancient rune was formed on Mu Chen's face!

At that moment, Mu Chen felt the zombies under the black soil dozens of zhang away! With the formation of this dark golden ancient rune, Mu Chen clearly felt that the zombie buried deep under the black soil of Jiuzhang opened his eyes!

"Lord...... People ......" In Mu Chen's mind, an abrupt voice suddenly sounded.

"Sister Hongzhao, you ...... Have you ever heard someone talking?" asked Mu Chenhu suspiciously.

"I didn't ...... No, I don't. ”

"Lord...... People ......" The voice sounded in Mu Chen's mind again.

"Could it be that the zombie that the old gentleman turned into is talking in my head? High-level zombies are conscious, and they may speak and communicate in other people's minds, but it's unheard of!" Mu Chen thought in surprise.

"Lord...... People ......"

"Stop screaming, it's scared to death. Mu Chen tried to respond in his mind. Sure enough, the voice stopped ringing out.

Mu Chen froze, and then said in his mind: "Can you dig it yourself, or will I dig you up?"

"Self-...... Go out...... Tu ......" three more words appeared in Mu Chen's mind.

"Then you will come out on your own, and when you come across a big tree, you will cut it down. Call me when it's done!"

After Mu Chen finished speaking, his hands were sealed, and Hong Zhao could clearly feel that this green jade spirit coffin was rapidly becoming smaller as it rose.

"Sister Hong Zhao, it's time to watch the show, the big zongzi vs. the deep swamp ghost vine shan!" Looking at Hong Zhao's puzzled eyes, Mu Chen explained.

As soon as the words fell, the green jade spirit coffin turned into a three-zhang size, and only a one-foot-tall head was exposed on top of the evil swamp. Mu Chen climbed onto the stiff shoulders in the coffin and shouted at Hong Zhao, "Sister Hong Zhao, come up quickly." ”

With Mu Chen's magic seal. A gap opened in the coffin, and Mu Chen and Hong Zhao each sat on the stiff shoulder, looking towards the shore outside the gap.

A mile away, there was a loud noise from far to near, but the deep swamp ghost vine cedar had already rushed over.

And on the black soil on the shore, claws with blood-red stripes that had been pale and had been poking out of the soil.

With the sharp claw as the center, dense cracks were exposed in a radius of nine zhang.

As another white claw with blood-red stripes stretched out from the black soil, the black soil completely cracked! A figure five and a half feet tall stood proudly at that end!

I saw that the clothes on the upper body of the figure turned into rags in the wind, and were blown away. Only the trousers on the lower body were ragged, and they only covered the important parts.

On the body, blood-red lines were slightly raised, covering the pale skin of the whole body. Like a sinuous worm, it was hideous and disgusting......

Especially on the head that had no hair at this time, the blood-red lines were all over the place. It was dense, and the red Zhao who looked at it trembled.

Mu Chen knew that this was the scar left after the wound had scabbed over and healed after he had slashed it alive. It's just that this scar may have been cast by salt water, and at this time it has grown and enlarged, covering almost the whole body. Originally, the incision was not less than half an inch between the incisions, but now, the distance between those hypertrophic and raised scars is only half a finger.

"Huh, the zombie that this old gentleman turned into didn't grow black hair, could it be that he became a flying zombie after one live training?" Mu Chen said with some excitement.

"Hey, can you fly?" asked Mu Chen in his mind.

"Fly...... Be...... ......" echoed in his head.

Mu Chen was speechless for a while, not knowing how to explain.

At this moment, the walking deep swamp ghost vine cedar had already come to the edge of this evil swamp. Mu Chen said in his mind: "Cut him in half!"

"Half ...... Be...... What'......"

"Can you only say three words at most! Cut him! I'll go! Hurry!" Mu Chen shouted anxiously in his mind.

But the zombie tilted its head, looking quite puzzled. He was not moved at all by the deep swamp ghost vine sugi who came to him.

The deep swamp ghost vine sugi probed the zombie suspiciously with the ghost vine fox, after all, although the zombies turned into by these old gentlemen had a little bit of a jealous aura, but they were all deceived in front of him, and it stands to reason that he would definitely take action, but this guy was unmoved.

Is it because you are afraid of yourself?

So, he approached the cedar tree itself and sniffed at the zombie.

It's okay not to sniff, but with a sniff, this deep swamp ghost vine fir dispersed all the entangled ghost vines on its body! Thousands of ghost vines straightened their bodies and stabbed towards the zombie like spears!

"I'll go! Get out of the way! I don't want my first zombie to be shot into a sieve by a six-grade deep swamp ghost vine cedar!"