insisted on absorbing the moonlight every night, and when seventy-seven and forty-nine days later, Jiang Yao completely got rid of all the states of the original zombie and became a real flying zombie, that is, a relatively advanced one among zombies, and generally could reach the realm of flying zombies, which also relied on great chance and ability.

And to put it bluntly, if ordinary people don't have profound cultivation, plus Jiang Yao keeps his duty, he won't be found to be too different from ordinary people.

"Brother Yang, are we really going to the UK?" In this peaceful small village, the conversation between Jiang Yao and Yang Jinghui seems so unrealistic to outsiders.

"Yaozi, you can come with me, the British missionaries now also hope that our Chinese side can send someone over, after all, the matter is urgent and difficult to deal with." Yang Jinghui was bitter while packing his luggage.

"But......" Although Jiang Yao also yearns for a life outside, let alone the United Kingdom, which his ancestors have never been to for generations, it is difficult to accept the difference of being far away from his homeland.

"Yaozi, you don't have anything else to do now, let's go for a walk with your brother Yang, although the quota is given to me this time, but the whole country is already full of evil, and now I can't leave at this critical juncture." Lao Liu patted Jiang Yao on the shoulder and said.

"Okay, let's go." recalled what Houqing's predecessors said to him late that night, and the trip to Britain was also a matter of eliminating evil and punishing evil, Jiang Yao agreed.

It's just that Jiang Yao didn't expect that the first time he took a plane would be so smooth, and he didn't vomit and dizzy like Yang Jinghui.

And just when Yang Jinghui was vomiting and had nothing to love, Jiang Yao, who was looking left and right, saw a few suits and leather shoes on the plane, sitting straight and straight. And these six people are in unison, although they haven't done anything, just sitting in their seats, they all give people a feeling of being well-trained.

"Brother Yang." Jiang Yao touched Yang Jinghui, who was still vomiting, with his arm and motioned for him to look in front of the right.

"Japanese." Yang Jinghui wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth and said softly.

Jiang Yao stretched his neck and looked at it for a long time, his tall figure and yellow skin were a little inconsistent with the impression of the Japanese.

"Hey, don't look around, these people look well-trained, not simple, you have a special identity, don't attract attention." Yang Jinghui put his mouth to Jiang Yao's ear and said.

Jiang Yao agreed, but he couldn't help but get up and walk towards the Japanese, although he was motionless, he always felt that something was tempting him.

"Blood Essence Beads." Yang Jinghui pulled Jiang Yao back to his seat, and while no one was paying attention, he pasted a yellow talisman on Jiang Yao's side, and silently recited the mantra in his mouth, and Jiang Yao gradually recovered his mind.

Jiang Yao collapsed his heart and turned out the whole book of "Pure Heart Formula", and recited it silently all the way.

Until they got off the plane, the six Japanese in front of them kept walking in front of Jiang Yao and the others.

"Your Excellency, may I ask you to go to St. Anne's Cathedral too?" And the one who walks in the front is obviously the leader. The leader paused, turned to the two of them, and said.

"Yes, you were also invited by the missionaries?" Yang Jinghui replied.

"Yes, in Shimofukuda Hideo, it was at the invitation of the Gilbert missionary to come." The lead Japanese said modestly.

"It's fate to meet, why don't we go the same way?" Yang Jinghui laughed out of his dimples and said gently.

"Okay, it's just that there's something strange about this young man next to you. Oh, I'm presumptuous. Hideo Fukuda glanced at Jiang Yao with sharp eagle eyes, and said pretending to be rude.

"It's nothing, China has a lot of land, and there are many strange people, and this one is one of them." Yang Jinghui replied proudly. Although there are many people on the other side, the momentum has never been suppressed.

"Oh - that's right, that's right, Chinese Taoism has a long history, and I hope it can play a key role in the next cooperation." Hideo Fukuda complimented.

"Of course, please." Yang Jinghui stretched out his hand and said.

"Your Excellency, please."

The distance between the airport and St. Anne's Cathedral is only about 100 meters. St. Anne's Cathedral is as dazzling as the jewels of the exquisite architecture, the Gothic exquisite stained glass has long been integrated into the eyes of Jiang Yao, who went abroad for the first time, and it is rumored that the statue of St. Anne on the top of the church is cast in pure gold, which is extremely precious. Jiang Yao thought that if he didn't send a special car, he should also send a missionary to meet him, so as to be worthy of the strength of the third largest cathedral in the United Kingdom.

When I went to the church, I found that the originally peaceful place was faintly shrouded in evil spirits, and in the church with a large number of people, only priests and priests went out to greet them.

"Friends from afar, you have worked hard." Father Gilbert and Pastor Charles, who greeted the crowd, bowed.

"Yes, if one side is in trouble, all sides will support." Yang Jinghui stepped forward to help the priest and said.

"That's right, that's what Mr. Yang meant." Hideo Fukuda also echoed the urn.

"Anyway, thank you for coming." Said the priest.

"Then I take the liberty of asking, what is the evil thing this time? Even Father Sainte's Anne was difficult to deal with. Yang Jinghui said the thoughts of the group.

"Mr. Yang and Mr. Fukuda also saw that only you China and Japan were invited this time, because I felt that maybe the evil thing this time came from your East, or it was related to your East, and we couldn't control him." The silver-haired, kind-eyed old priest said, but there was a look of exhaustion and shame in his eyes.

"From the East? I don't think it's realistic, it's too far away, but we're all happy to help the priest get rid of the evil. Yang Jinghui refused to believe that evil things came from the East, but the fact that the family scandal has been plagued by disasters recently has not been mentioned.

"Your Excellency Father, let's get rid of the demons first and then rest, otherwise the misunderstanding of our East will be deep." Fukuda said.

"Yes, the matter has developed very seriously, otherwise I would not have rashly invited your country to come." The priest led us into the church as he spoke.

What caught my eye was the corpses covered by two rows of white cloths on both sides of the church. I don't know Yang Jinghui, Futian and others, in the eyes of Jiang Yao, who is a zombie, this corpse has long lost its soul, and even the right to reincarnate has been lost.

"Zombies?" Jiang Yao's bold guessing idea whispered to Yang Jinghui beside him.

"Let's see." Brother Yang reached out to lift a layer of white cloth, and the corpse qi emitted by the corpse that came into view was even stronger. Two black hole-like fangs on the neck indicate that zombies were responsible.

"What is the origin of Your Excellency, why do you know that it was a zombie without even looking at it?" Fukuda looked at Jiang Yao and said suspiciously.

"I ......"

"It's said that it's a Dao genius, it's a Dao genius, it's nothing unusual." Yang Jinghui

A sentence was blocked, and Fukuda didn't say anything more. And Fukuda's subordinates wanted to do it when they saw Futian eating deflated, but they were stopped by Fukuda.

"Oh, this is a people-to-people exchange between Britain, China and Japan, and it does not involve countries, and I hope we can enhance exchanges and feelings in the exorcism." The priest persuaded everyone with useless nonsense, but he also saw the mood swings of the Japanese representatives.

"Father, zombies are not only found in the East, but you also have vampire legends in the West?" Yang Jinghui said.

"Although the zombies and vampires in the East are all zombies, vampires are different from zombies, and it can be said that since the last time the statue of St. Anne opened its eyes, the vampires here have been completely wiped out by the clergy." The old priest was sure.

The statue of St. Anne is the solid gold figure at the top of the church.

"How could she open her eyes?" Fukuda asked.

"This is the secret past of the sect." The old priest did not want to mention it, so he said, "Since you are here, you may as well dispose of these corpses together." ”

"The corpse has to be disposed of, otherwise the corpse will become a corpse." Yang Jinghui worried.

As he spoke, the old priest took out the sterling silver cross in his arms, which was not large, but it was exceptionally bright. At the prayer of the old priest, the cross shone even brighter, and the old priest placed it on the corpse, which was reduced to ashes......

Yang Jinghui on the side familiarly took out a pile of yellow talismans from the cloth bag and put them on the nearby corpses one by one, reciting the "Mantra of Death" in a low voice, and the rows of corpses emitted black smoke, and then the black flames were burned, and the corpses turned into ashes in the flames.

And Hideo Fukuda, the leader of the six black-clothed men, took out a red spherical gem from the entourage bag behind him, and the gem was like blood. And Futian is also the mouth of the urn, only to see that the blood color of the gems in his hands is becoming more and more intense, and countless red lights illuminate the church as if he is in the blood-colored sun. And the corpses around Futian disappeared in an instant, leaving no trace, not even a piece of ashes......

If you want to talk about profundity, it is this Japanese cultivator who didn't even have a corpse left, but at the same time, the light of this blood essence bead also made Jiang Yao lose his consciousness in an instant.

Originally, he had been able to control himself, but he didn't want to directly lose control and expose his zombie teeth under the blood essence beads. And Fukuda Hideo seemed to have expected it, picking up the blood essence stone and approaching Jiang Yao, followed by five followers.

Yang Jinghui, the priest, and the priest who were busy destroying the corpse on the side did not pay attention, and Jiang Yao himself was forced to recover in an instant, and An Zhiruo took the fatal palm of Fukuda Hideo.

"What are you doing here?" Yang Jinghui turned around and helped Jiang Yao on the ground, and scolded Hideo Fukuda who knocked Jiang Yao to the ground.

"He's a zombie." Fukuda said coldly.

"How am I a zombie, you destroy the corpse, I sneeze, you slap it with a palm." Jiang Yao pretended to be aggrieved and said.

"You, you open your mouth, your zombie teeth are still there." Fukuda grabbed the handle and didn't let go.

"Is there one?" Jiang Yao grinned and stepped forward to let him take a closer look.

Seeing that Jiang Yao was like an ordinary person, Fukuda couldn't give up, so he took out a yellow charm painted all over Japanese and hit Jiang Yao directly in the face.

"Hey, friend, it's not good to do this, since we are guests, we have to deal with the enemy together." A quick figure surpassed Yang Jinghui, and directly took the flying yellow fu and said, and this person is the owner of the cathedral, Gilbert.