This is only half a cup of tea, and only four of the twenty-three flying stiffs summoned by Zhenfutu with the Hundred Ghost Coffin Movement Technique are left.

The remaining nineteen had already turned into dried corpses on the pale and narrow arms of Mu Chen's martial soul at this moment.

Zhenfutu should have been very flustered, but at this moment, his heart was as stable as a rock, because he had quietly moved to Mu Ting's side!

One person and one stiff were only a few feet away, but he walked cautiously for dozens of breaths, for fear that Mu Chen would discover his intention early.

But now, he's not worried.

Although he didn't understand why Mu Chen was able to condense a martial soul like Heavenly Zombie, which should not have been able to become a martial soul, and he didn't understand why Mu Chen would suddenly burst out at such an age with a combat power far beyond that of an ordinary Transformation Realm martial arts master, but no matter what, at least he now had the initiative.

Because at this moment, Fei Jian beside him was Mu Chen's aunt before her death! It is precisely because of her that Mu Chen has such a terrifying aura now!

Although it seems that Mu Chen doesn't seem to have much consciousness of his own at this moment, it looks better like his zombie martial soul is dominating everything that day, but when a flying zombie was turned into a dry corpse before, Zhenfu Tu clearly noticed that Mu Chen would bypass Mu Ting's side every time, which shows that this aunt is extremely important to Mu Chen even if she is unconscious.

Mu Chen naturally didn't notice this, the martial soul was still enjoying the pleasure of a flying zombie turning into a dry corpse in his hands, and the wonderful aura that flowed from the flying zombie body along his arms.

Another flying corpse turned into a dry corpse and fell to the ground, Mu Chen's body flashed, and he came to the other flying stiff body, when he stretched out his arm and was about to stab his heart again like before, his heart was flying, but he stopped.

Although Mu Chen's consciousness was in confusion at the moment, this stiff face made him feel extremely familiar.

This familiarity forced him to stop his movements, and the images of the face flashed through the altar......

It was a kind old man who occupied a part of Mu Chen's memories before he was five years old.

Before the age of five, Mu Chen lived with his aunt Mu Ting in the Fu tribe, and this kind old man was Mu Ting's father-in-law, and he was much better to Mu Chen than his own granddaughter Xin Hongzhao.

Whenever Mu Chen scolded Mu Ting for being naughty, this kind face would appear and hide Mu Chen behind her.

He is the chief of the tribes of the husbands.

"Xin...... Grandpa......"

Mu Chen called out three words with difficulty.

But as soon as he finished saying these words, the spiritual platform was instantly occupied by a black aura, and the old man's picture turned into pieces one after another and disappeared into nothingness.

"Poof!"

The pale and narrow arm passed through the stiff body in front of him, just like the previous stiffness, and quickly dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a dry corpse and was thrown aside by Mu Chen without care.

The other flying zombie, who was also from the old man of the Fu clan, did not escape Mu Chen's clutches, and he also followed in the footsteps of those flying zombies in a few breaths.

At this moment, in the huge underground, only Mu Chen, Zhen Futu and Mu Ting, who had been trained to fly stiff, were left.

Twenty-three flying zombies, except for one, the rest were all turned into dried corpses, and it was impossible to say that they were distressed.

Zhenfutu twitched the corners of his mouth, but he was helpless.

It's not like he didn't think about resisting before, but his strength doesn't allow it. These flying stiffs were like cabbage and tofu and were easily broken by Mu Chen's transformed martial spirit, and he might as well save his strength and use the female flying stiff next to him to plan something. Not only can he save his life before Mu Chen's terrifying and weird Heavenly Zombie Martial Soul, but he may also be able to use him to get the dragon soul in the tomb, and even after the matter is completed, it may not be a problem to get out of Southern Xinjiang safely!

Of course, all of this depends on the flying stiffness in front of him.

Watching Mu Chen walk slowly, Zhenfutu's heart began to pinch involuntarily. It would be a lie to say that he was not worried, after all, the nine-zhang Heavenly Zombie Martial Spirit was not a good stubble.

After all, when Mu Chen recognized the other flying stiff from Fu Zhu before, he still didn't hesitate to stab him through the piercing.

Mu Chen stopped outside the three zhang of Zhenfutu, and Zhenfutu's heart was slightly relaxed.

She ...... Remain...... You...... Die!" Mu Chen's voice came out of his mouth in a low, hoarse voice.

"Boom...... I'm dead?" Zhen Futu laughed.

After listening to Mu Chen's words, at this moment, his heart felt like he had taken a reassuring pill, he could be sure that as long as his head was frozen in his hand, Mu Chen would definitely not dare to hurt him!

"You...... Die...... She...... Leave ......," Mu Chen repeated again.

"Boom...... If I die, I won't leave her dead. All you get is a pile of broken corpses......" Zhen Futu no longer had the fear he had before, and said with a smirk.

What is the most terrifying? The unknown is always the most terrifying.

But to negotiate conditions with unknown people, what is there to be afraid of for people of Zhenfutu's age.

Zhen Futu was calculating in his heart how to use the flying stiffness in front of him to let Mu Chen become his help in finding the dragon soul, and suddenly, he felt a chill in his chest!

He looked towards his chest in disbelief, only to see a pale and narrow arm running through his body at some point, along with the flying stiffness in front of him, without any mercy!

She ...... Isn't she your aunt......" Zhen Futu felt the strength in his body draining rapidly, and looked at Mu Chen and asked puzzled.

"Yes...... His aunt ......"

Although this voice came from Mu Chen's mouth, the Heavenly Zombie Martial Spirit pointed at Mu Chen, which looked extremely strange.

Zhen Futu didn't notice the weirdness at all, because he seemed to have discovered a big secret that subverted all his cognition at this moment when he was dying!

This big secret is even more shocking than Mu Chen's ability to possess the combat power of the Transformation Realm at a young age, and the martial soul he possesses is actually a Heavenly Zombie Martial Soul that is absolutely impossible to condense!

"Martial Soul! You are a Heavenly Zombie Martial Soul! You actually have your own consciousness! A Martial Soul has actually produced a consciousness of your own! No! It is possible! It is impossible for a Martial Soul to produce consciousness! Who are you!" Zhen Futu trembled his fingers, pointing to the nine-zhang heavenly zombie shrouded in Mu Chen's body, and said in disbelief.

"I ...... Who is it?" Mu Chen's low and hoarse voice was still there.

That day, the zombie martial soul held his chin and actually showed a contemplative expression in an extremely humane manner. It makes Zhenfutu feel even more that this so-called Heavenly Zombie Martial Soul is pretending to be a ghost!

"I ...... It seems to be ......" Mu Chen's mouth once again made a low and hoarse voice.

Suddenly, nine huge chains appeared out of thin air! One of them instantly wrapped around the neck of the Heavenly Zombie Martial Spirit!