The strength of zombies always lies at night, even zombies such as flying zombies and above, there is a subtle and unspeakable fear of the day. After a busy night, they finally decided to take a break and set off during the day, but unexpectedly, the incident happened again in the night when the statue of St. Anne opened its eyes.

A few people sat around and discussed countermeasures. The sound of stamping came from the street in the middle of the night, and this sound was not as light and cautious as last night, but more like the unscrupulousness of a large group of people. Before he could get out, there were screams from the residents of the nearby streets.

"There are zombies again." After Yang Jinghui finished speaking, he rushed out of the door.

A group of people also came out, and the scene in front of them had become a zombie country, and there were no real people in the spacious streets, all twisted zombies jumping in search of the living.

"What should I do?" Jiang Yao asked.

"Guys, go back to the church first, the church should be able to support it for a while." The priest said.

"But hiding here isn't a long-term solution after all." After the Japanese entourage closed the door, Fukuda said worriedly, but it was inevitably mixed with some eagerness.

Dozens of zombies can be dealt with, but these hundreds of thousands of zombies are really difficult to support by a few masters from various countries.

"There may be a situation where these zombies are made by a more powerful zombie, and we just need to find and destroy that zombie, and maybe the zombies all over the street will disappear." Yang Jinghui frowned, pondering a way to say.

This is indeed a way to subdue the high-level zombies that can create low-level zombies. It's just that this kind of zombie, which can make zombies in large quantities, is already difficult for mortals to match.

"So what are you waiting for?" Fukuda said. Then he took out the blood essence bead and was about to go out.

This blood essence bead has a special magical power, as if it will have a restraint effect on low-level zombies, and those high-level zombies, such as Jiang Yao, have a strong attraction.

Futian threw the blood essence bead into the air again, and under the spell, the blood essence bead lit up again, and the zombie movement on the street was a little sluggish, but it was only a simple slowness, after all, this team of people was difficult to control completely.

"Mr. Fukuda, can this really be attracted?" Yang Jinghui still hesitated.

"Wait and see." Fukuda didn't say much.

And sure enough, a black figure crossed the clear night sky, and he was about to take away the blood essence bead between his hands.

It's just that Futian was prepared, and as soon as the spell stopped, the blood essence bead fell directly from the sky into Fukuda's hands.

The black shadow fluttered into the air, but in the blink of an eye, it flew fluently to the roof. It was at this moment that everyone saw that the night sky had already disappeared with the arrival of black shadows, the clouds and rain were turning, and even the moon was covered without a trace, and the sky had become a pure black cloth.

And the thunder and lightning that slashed out of thin air, in the moment when the light burst out, shone out the black shadow of the roof, although it was only a hundred and ten meters away, it was difficult for Jiang Yao to peek into the face under the hooded cloak as far as his eyes could see. I just vaguely felt that my blood was boiling, and I walked in the direction of the black shadow for a while.

"We meet again." The dark face under the hooded cloak opened its mouth.

"Again?" Jiang Yao was full of suspicions, but he thought in his heart: Isn't such a battle really the predecessor of Houqing? Jiang Yao took a few more steps forward and shouted, "Back...... Senpai, how did you get here? ”

The name was just about to be revealed, but he wanted to stop talking, after all, the demon god had not revealed the truth, how could he easily reveal it?

"Senpai?" The shadow under the cloak chuckled playfully.

"No, you're not him, who the hell are you?" Jiang Yao frowned and found that he found the clue, after all, with this boiling blood, it should be the flying stiffness that sucked his own blood that night.

The black shadow took off the cloak, and the slowly revealing face of the yin owl made Jiang Yao no longer surprised.

"Hello, little friend." Flying stiff, no, it should be a squirrel. Lu opened his mouth and said, although they were a hundred meters away, the low voice still made everyone shudder.

"You said that I helped you, so please also grant me a request, let go of the people here, let everyone go, cultivate well, and you will still have something to do." Jiang Yao spoke bitterly, and tried to influence this old man who had already gone through thousands of years.

"Ignorance." Lu contemptuous.

"Even if you are ignorant, you can't hurt the innocent." Jiang Yao said righteously.

"You don't have the power to stop me, and you can't stop me." Lu laughed arrogantly again, as if the air around him was surging with tension.

"Even if you don't have one, try it." Yang Jinghui stepped forward and said side by side with Jiang Yao towards the roof.

"Come on." After finishing speaking, he leaned down and rushed towards a cadre with wind and electricity.

Between breaths, Lu Yao had already choked Jiang Yao's neck, and the corpse qi was wrapped around Jiang Yao's body, and he said impatiently: "Don't think that if you have the same blood, you can really stop me, but it's just Fei Zombie, how do you know the gap between Fei Zombie and Lu Yao." ”

After that, with just a wave of his hand, he threw Jiang Yao dozens of meters away, and Jiang Yao didn't stop until he hit a wall, and the power of this wave was enough to make it difficult for Jiang Yao to get up.

As everyone knows, Lu didn't want Jiang Yao to participate in this fight, so he made this move.

At this moment, Brother Yang had already sprinkled bags of yellow talismans all over the church, and the gossip mirror and the peachwood sword were also clenched with both hands.

Hideo Fukuda, who has been silent, also summoned Shikigami under the protector of the five followers.

However, Jiang Yao knew that although all this was done while Lu knocked himself away, he was also watching it.

He is willing to give his opponent enough time because he has the confidence to win.

"Let's do it." Lu said coldly, no more words.

As soon as Yang Jinghui threw out the gossip mirror, before it reached the sky, it was shattered by a green light in his eyes. Brother Yang stepped forward with his sword, and the peachwood sword was also smashed with one palm.

Jiang Yao's heart complained, if Lao Liu Lai still had the strength to fight, it was a pity that Yang Jinghui was good at arranging troops, but the single spelling technique was too bad.

And worried that Jian Lu stepped forward again and slapped the defenseless Yang Jinghui away, although it was not as good as dealing with Jiang Yao like this, but with a palm, he vomited blood from his mouth, fell to the ground and gradually fainted.

Fukuda took this opportunity to keep chanting incantations, so that the gods in front of him continued to surge, and for a while he approached the majestic and majestic St. Anne's Church. And Futian also worked too hard, causing his green muscles to be exposed and sweating profusely.

Fukuda pointed his index finger together, and Shikigami walked forward through the wide street. In contrast, Lu stood in front of Shikijin like a mantis arm.

Jiang Yao, the terrifying power of the powerful Shishen God, had some insight, and he was worried about it for a while.

There was only a thin line between Shishen and Lu, and the four followers also exerted their strength again, turning a steady stream of cultivation into pillars of light and transmitting them to Futian.

Fukuda pointed again, and the huge soles of Shikin stepped directly towards An Ran's Lu. Jiang Yao closed his eyes, unable to imagine what happened to Lu.

After a loud bang, the whole zombie-infested town suddenly fell silent, and the streets full of green brick paths rose with layers of dust.

Defeated? Shikigami won?

Jiang Yao stared at the duel in the middle of the street with wide eyes, and the soles of his feet that the terrifying Shishen stepped on were actually pierced by the safe and easy Lu.

Lu still didn't move, and Shikijin had already slowly disappeared because of the huge trauma.

"Fukuda-sama." Fukuda, who was in unison with the four entourage, had already fallen to the ground in a coma due to physical exhaustion.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, and the Lord will forgive you." As he spoke, a silver cross struck directly on the façade of Lu, and the speaker was the old priest.

The old priest took advantage of the panic to sneak attack Lu, but the bright silver cross was directly thrown to the ground by Lu, Lu looked at the priest in front of him again, and said even more contemptuously: "It's up to you, you're not an opponent yet." ”

After that, the old priest had already been beaten.

"Soldiers, soldiers, fighters, all, arrays, columns, fronts, and lines." Just when Jiang Yao was discouraged, a crisp female voice was full of childish words, and as far as the eye could see, the tall woman was drawing the nine-character mantra handprint.

As soon as the slender hands stopped, a yellow dragon occupied the entire street, and the yellow dragon gathered momentum to pass through the hall with the still arrogant spirit.

Lu who was hit hard by this, no longer had the arrogance he had before, but supported the ground with one hand, constantly gasping for breath, and after a few minutes, Lu flashed away, failing to let the girl catch up after closing the momentum.

As soon as the clouds disappeared, the zombies that had filled the streets jumped with them.

"Nine-character mantra?" Jiang Yao endured the severe pain and stood up and walked towards the girl.

"May I ask who you are?" Jiang Yao clutched his chest and said.

"The heir of the Ma family of the Northeast Exorcism Dragon Clan, Ma Zixuan." The girl Xiao Jiang Yao is about two years old, but with her good development, she wants to slam Jiang Yao's head by half a head, but at this time, she is also exhausted because of the summoning of the dragon, and she is constantly panting.

"Thank you, thank you." Jiang Yao thanked him again and again.

"You're welcome." The girl said coldly, her tone was lighter, even more than that of a thousand years of practice.

"Miss Ma, you're here." Originally, I thought that the old priest would end his life because of Lu, but at this moment he came forward weakly.

"Don't think about it, I don't have time to deal with you, I rushed over after following Master Liu Huanbai all the way to get rid of Lu Cai, who knew that he came to England." Ma Zixuan still said coldly.

"What? What to dispose of? Jiang Yao asked as he listened to the vague conversation between the two people.

"Jiang Yao, in fact, you are a zombie, if nothing else, you are still stiff." The priest was sure.

"I, I'm not." Jiang Yao is still weak to defend, although the words just now can prove everything.

"Don't be afraid, kids, so am I." As he spoke, the priest opened his bloody jaw, revealing two sharp zombie fangs.

"I'm here, you're showing me this?" Ma Zixuan turned around and walked away, not caring about the identity of the elder at all.

"This ......" Jiang Yao couldn't slow down for a while.

"I'm a zombie too, but I'm forced to be a zombie. At that time, my wife and I were very affectionate, but in the era of war, I joined the army and was unfortunately wiped out by the enemy army in a battle, leaving me seriously wounded and fled to a barren mountain without being captured. When he was dying, he was sucked into a zombie by the zombie king who absorbed the moonlight that day. The old priest wept as he recalled his sadness.

"As long as you are a good person in life, you will be a good zombie after death, I have been restraining myself for so many years, I have never sucked human blood, and then I became a priest in the church incognito.

It's been a quiet year for so many years, but now it's the festival of vampires, and it's hard for me to deal with it because I haven't sucked blood, and I'm not really a priest. In addition, there has been a recent zombie flood, so I have to ask the Taoists from your two countries to help. I had asked the Northeast Ma family exorcist dragon clan to go to the UK to get rid of me, but I didn't agree. After the priest finished speaking, he looked at Ma Zixuan's back and said.

"If you didn't make a mistake, I won't kill you, and the Ma family won't kill any demons and monsters, including zombies." Ma Zixuan said coldly.

"But ......," the priest said.

"No, but." Ma Zixuan interrupted forcefully.

"Why are you like this, the bad guy is also an old man." Jiang Yao really couldn't stand such a tough attitude, let alone a hard-working old man.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Ma Zixuan's face was ashamed.

"Jiang Yao, don't blame her, the women of their Ma family are bitter," the priest still sighed kindly.

"But why do you have to die, Father Gilbert?" Jiang Yao asked puzzled. Although being a zombie is like a monster to a normal person, a priest who has achieved the transformation of the world should be regarded as a great merit.

"It's loneliness, it's the loneliness of eternal life, it's the loneliness of the departure of relatives and friends around you, and it's the loneliness that is hard to confide in. And I've been suffering from this loneliness for almost a hundred years, and I can't bear it anymore. The old priest's face was full of vicissitudes, and tears were stained on his clothes.

"Why don't you help him?" Jiang Yao asked tentatively about Ma Zixuan, who had already turned around.

"If you don't help, you don't help, principle." Ma Zixuan said.

"Ho!" Jiang Yao is really angry.

"If you say you don't help, you don't help, and you are the same, as long as you dare to make mistakes, dare to suck people's blood, and dare to act boldly, I will immediately subdue you." Ma Zixuan pointed at Jiang Yao's nose and said, as if an adult was reprimanding a child.

"Ho!" Jiang Yao was reprimanded by a little girl pointing at his nose for the first time, and he scolded his mother angrily.

"He won't let me come." The two of them were between the tip of the knife and the blood essence bead suddenly crossed Jiang Yao's side and hit the old priest directly.

The old priest did not hide or dodge, and allowed the blood essence bead to shatter his heart.

"Priest!" Jiang Yao saw that the priest was receiving a fatal blow and shouted loudly.

But the priest immediately turned into a little particle, and was absorbed by the blood essence beads.

Leave only a faint smile. This smile has probably been suffocated for a hundred years......