Dao Fire is a symbol of Taoism, similar to the artistic conception of a warrior.

Dao Fire looks like a substance, but it is not a real existence, but the crystallization of Dao Sect's comprehension of runes, which contains Dao Sect's lifelong comprehension.

As the Dao Fire surged, waves of mystical qi rippled in the void, and tadpole-like runes continued to appear, surging towards the Dao Fire.

Ye Feng's eyes widened angrily, and he roared lowly, his back bulging, as if something was about to break free.

"Whoa!"

Suddenly!

As if the cloth was being torn, a sound sounded, and a pair of blood-colored bat wings appeared behind Ye Feng.

"Whew!"

Long Yuan's pupils contracted suddenly, staring at Ye Feng who was flapping with blood-colored batwing wings behind him, his face was full of shock, "Flying, flying corpses?" ”

It's like a ray of light!

Ye Feng held the red peachwood sword in his hand and faced the roaring Dao fire.

There are no tricks, only speed!

When the speed reaches a certain level, the attack becomes very terrifying and terrifying.

The violent wind swept in all directions, and the friction between Ye Feng and the air sounded rolling thunder, which was deafening.

"Bang!"

The hard peachwood sword stabbed fiercely at the Dao Fire.

"Boom!"

The Dao Fire shook violently, and runes poured out of it, causing cracks to emerge in the red peachwood sword, like a spider's web.

"Kill him, kill him!!"

Long Yuan clenched his fists and looked nervous.

Abruptly!

A grim smile appeared on Ye Feng's face, and his right hand holding the hilt of the sword suddenly loosened.

"No!"

"Whew!!"

Ye Feng was like a mysterious light, suddenly disappearing in front of Dao Huo, and in the next second, he appeared behind Long Yuan.

At this moment, Ye Feng was tumbling with a dark corpse qi, and the blood-colored bats behind him were flapping, like a demon king from hell, his sharp fangs were exposed, flowing with mysterious looming lines.

"Senior Dragon, don't struggle!"

"Evil ......"

"Smack!"

The ink-black nails grabbed Long Yuan's neck like a sharp knife, cutting his throat directly.

"Roar!"

White light covered Ye Feng's eyes, and a bloodthirsty light flowed through them.

Slowly roaring, fangs piercing into Long Yuan's neck.

"Gollum !!"

Crimson blood poured into Ye Feng's body along the fangs.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for devouring the superior essence blood and rewarding 100 zombie points!"

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for devouring the superior essence blood and rewarding the zombie with 1500 evolution experience!"

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for completing side quest two, devouring the blood of the Golden Gunner and Dragon Source, rewarding 200 zombie points and a thousand-year hanging coffin!"

"Roar!!

Suddenly!

Ye Feng stretched out his arms, and the blood-colored bat wings behind him squirmed strangely, becoming bigger and more red and weird.

A flash of blue light swept through Ye Feng's pupils, and his aura continued to rise.

"Bang!"

Pinching Long Yuan's dry corpse, Ye Feng violently exerted force, rolling corpse qi, shaking it to pieces.

"The Eye of Data!"

Host: Ye Feng (6th generation zombie, immortal flying corpse)

Strength: 58!

Speed: 59!

Physique: 61!

Glamour: 30!

Zombie Evolution Experience: 3988/5000!

Zombie Points: 400!

Items: Millennial Mahogany Sword (damaged), Steel Magnetic Glove, Millennial Hanging Coffin, Blood Essence!

Looking at his own data, Ye Feng grinned, his smile looked a little weird and evil, "As long as I devour the essence blood of a Grandmaster powerhouse, I can break through to the fifth generation of zombies." ”

"Whew!"

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes, the pitch-black corpse qi that swirled around him slowly restrained, and the blood-colored bat wings flapping behind him also squirmed rapidly, merging into his back.

In just three breaths, Ye Feng returned to his normal human appearance.

Twisting his neck, Ye Feng felt that he was now full of strength, as if he could defeat a strong grandmaster with one punch.

Of course, this is just an illusion brought about by the sudden increase in his strength, and his current body data is slightly weaker than that of a second-level martial artist. However, when he broke out with all his might, it was enough to crush a second-level martial artist.

The reason is simple, he is a zombie and he is able to exert all his powers.

But other warriors or Taoist priests are difficult to exert their due strength.

As soon as his eyes turned, Ye Feng looked at Ah Qi, who was fainting from afar, couldn't help but chuckle, and walked towards him slowly.

At the same time, Mao Xiaofang and Ma Danna also transmitted the news of the birth of the Huangji Jingshi Book back to the clan.

An exaggerated sports car, at a speed of two hundred and eighty miles, drove down from Lancheng at high speed.

Suddenly, the high-speed sports car brakes sharply.

In the sports car, a middle-aged man in a Mao suit had a solemn expression, reached out to open the car door, and slowly walked out.

The middle-aged man has a Chinese face, a word of eyebrows, and his eyes are like stars, just by standing there, there is a momentum that is not angry but mighty.

In front of the middle-aged man, a woman in a dress stood with her hands in her hands.

The woman has her hair coiled, her temperament is elegant, just like an ancient princess, with a melon seed face, and her beautiful eyes are very large, like crystal crystals, but the corners of the woman's eyes have shallow crow's feet, showing her age.

"Ma Ling!"

"Why?"

The middle-aged man is exactly what the Ma family Taoist Sect wants, asking for uncle. And the woman is Ma Ling, the Taoist sect of the Ma family.

Ma Ling's red lips raised, and he smiled at the city, as if a mandala flower was blooming, beautiful and dangerous, "Uncle Qiu, we haven't seen each other for more than twenty years, right?" ”

"You're going to stop me?" Uncle Qiu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Ma Ling shrugged his shoulders and smiled bitterly, "Where do I dare to stop you, someone stopped me and asked me to convey to you that Lancheng can't be presumptuous in our south and north horses!" ”

Uncle Qiu's eyes narrowed, his heart jumped, and he said in a low voice: "Is it him?" ”

Although Uncle Qiu didn't say his name, Ma Ling knew who he was referring to, nodded, and said, "I have already conveyed the words, as for whether you go to Lancheng or not, it's none of my business!" ”

With that, Ma Ling stepped on his high heels, twisted his small waist like a snake, and walked towards an RV parked not far away.

Staring at the back of Ma Ling's departure, Uncle Qiu hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth, turned around and got into the sports car.

"Boom!!"

The sports car was like a wild horse, speeding towards Lancheng.

Ma Ling, who was in the RV, pouted, "It's really not the heart of the Yellow River that doesn't die!" ”

"Boom !!"

Suddenly!

A deafening explosion rang out.

The corners of Ma Ling's mouth twitched slightly, poked his head out of the car window, looked at the bubbling fire in the distance, and a look of awe and fear appeared in his beautiful eyes, "It's really ruthless, just use missiles!" ”

In the distance, Uncle Qiu was covered in pitch black, his hair stood up, and his clothes were still stained with flames, looking at the sports car that was blown apart and covered in flames not far away, he couldn't help but clench his fists, gritted his teeth, and roared angrily: "Ye Gucheng, Lancheng is not your home, why don't you let me in?" ”

"You, have an opinion?"

The voice of calm inquiry sounded in Uncle Qiu's ears.

Uncle Qiu was like a frightened cat, the whole person jumped up, his cold hair stood up, his face was full of horror, and he lost his voice: "No opinion, I have no opinion!" ”