I knew that Qingming was doing it for my good, but when she said that, it was the opposite.

STU is famous and majestic, why borrow the name of Kui Ye, Qing Ming has put Kui Ye on his lips several times, and it is clear that he lacks confidence.

Having said that, it is far more appropriate for Kui Ye to come forward in this matter than me, after all, this is his territory, but he shirks the inconvenience, which shows that he still has reservations about me.

As I expected, the Daoist sneered, and his expression relaxed a lot.

"Brother Zhao Yan, why bother looking for Kui Ye for everything, it's just a competition, until the point is reached, it won't hurt the harmony, make a move!"

The Daoist was defeated that year, and he was holding his breath in his heart, whether I was true or not, he would definitely take the opportunity to rectify it.

It is difficult to ride a tiger, so you can only fight.

The Taoist himself is a Taoist priest, and he has become a zombie, and his strength is probably amazing, and he is invincible, so he can only take a defensive position.

The Copper Coin Eight Gate Array can block Emperor Zhu's thunder dragon, and it should also be able to block the Daoist people.

"Okay, just take one move as the boundary, as long as you can break my Bamen Array, I will take the jade Ruyi back, if I can't break it, return my cousin to me!"

My cousin was miserable, and he fell to his knees, his mouth swollen into sausages, and he couldn't even speak, but I could tell from his eyes that he was grateful to me.

My own brother, if I don't save him, who will save him.

I hope that my cousin can learn a lesson this time and get on the right path in the future.

The Daoist didn't dare to make decisions in private, so after discussing with the old man for a while, they agreed to return my cousin to me, but no matter whether I won or lost, Yu Ruyi had to get it back.

Okay, anyway, I have to find Mr. Zhou, my cousin can't be beaten in vain.

But I'm also convinced, they have the final say, people have also beaten, martial arts have also competed, and in the end I have to help them.

Whoever made me an impostor, I can only admit it.

I asked Qingming to help my cousin aside, set up a formation, and eight copper coins fell in eight directions, forming an array of eight copper coins.

The Daoist is a Taoist and has a good understanding of the Bagua and the Five Elements, and I am still under a lot of pressure, and I must keep changing the formation, so that he can't find the location of his birth.

The door of life is not broken, and the eight doors are not defeated.

The Daoist is very knowledgeable, and his brows have not been raised since I set up the formation, and he doesn't know what he is thinking about.

His eyes are blue, he belongs to a relatively high-level zombie, and he moves freely, far from being comparable to a low-level zombie like Wu Rong.

As for the old man, he looks like a person rather than a stiff, and his level is higher, basically reaching the realm of drought and fish.

The Drought Fish is a high-level zombie, which has been formed for hundreds of years, and it will not turn into bones at the next level, and it will only produce one in a thousand years, which is lower than the probability of a dark star becoming a demon.

Once it appears, it is a catastrophe.

Even if it is a drought, it is not easy to deal with, it is not old and immortal, it is not within the Three Realms, it jumps out of the five elements, and the old zombie does not listen to the discipline of Kui Ye, so he still has confidence.

Fortunately, what I have to deal with is only the Daoist people, although the breath is very strong, but I can resist.

The formation has been set up, and the eyes of the Daoist people lit up, saying that he hadn't met someone who could use the Five Elements to gossip for a long time, and he would have to meet me for a while today.

The Daoist waved his right hand, and a peachwood sword flew into his hand in the air, only to see him dancing back and forth, his whole body was full of black light, and his momentum was extremely amazing.

I've tried my best to overestimate the Daoist, but I didn't expect to underestimate him.

, he was a Taoist priest before, and now he is a zombie, and he must be inferior in skills, so he has no choice but to do so.

But now it seems that I was wrong, trying to turn him into a zombie, the cost is very high, and the only possibility is that the Daoist will voluntarily become a zombie.

Being a zombie has many disadvantages and is not welcomed, but it has an advantage.

Immortality and immortality, something that many people dream of.

The bad old man told me an allusion, he said that there were no zombies in the Central Plains, and the first zombie in the world was related to Qin Shi Huang's reign.

Qin Shi Huang swept through the six countries and ruled the world, but he couldn't escape a dead word.

Emperors are afraid of death, and Qin Shi Huang is no exception.

He wanted to live forever, wanted to make the Great Qin Empire immortal, ordered the world's scholars to refine the elixir of immortality, and sent Xu Fu to the sea to find the immortal island.

Xu Fu took five hundred boys and girls, and never returned, and Qin Shi Huang did not wait for the elixir of immortality until his death, and was finally buried in the mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang.

This is a historical allusion, but according to the classics of the bad old man's master, Xu Fu did not go all the time, but really found the fairy island and asked for the elixir.

People are selfish, Xu Fu also longs for immortality, he did not give the elixir to Qin Shi Huang, but killed the boys and girls, and ate the elixir himself.

But Xu Fu's killing was too heavy, the boys and girls were very resentful, and although Xu Fu, who took the elixir, was not old or dead, he was also cursed and was not treated by heaven and earth.

Heaven doesn't want it, the hell doesn't accept it, and you're homeless.

According to the classics, Xu Fu is the ancestor zombie, he can turn living people into zombies, but his strength will drop a lot, called congenital zombies.

He can also infuse corpse qi and make the corpse stiffen over the years, which is called an acquired zombie.

Whether it is congenital or acquired, they are all descendants of Xu Fu.

I asked the bad old man which book recorded it, and the bad old man refused to say whether he was alive or dead, just let me remember these contents.

He said that with my strength, above the white stiff and below the green stiff, I will run when I see a drought.

The Taoist is not a drought and still has the strength to fight, but the zombie plus the Taoist priest is not as simple as one plus one equals two.

I don't dare to underestimate it, concentrate on luck, and hide the birth gate in the exchange position.

There is only one chance, and as long as the blind person can't find it, I win.

The Daoist burst into a shout, the sword danced in all directions, and the eight black qi fish jumped out and hit the eight gates.

It's really a dog, and there is still this kind of sassy operation.

The eight gates represent the eight directions, and the Daoist attacks the eight directions in one go, and there is no need to guess at all, there will always be one that will be hit.

The eight sword qi was like eight dragons, surging from all directions.

I had no choice but to give up the other doors and do my best to plug the gap in the birth gate.

Who knew that as soon as I made a move, I was instantly seen through by the Daoist, who danced his sword moves, and actually merged eight dragons into one and slammed my life.

If you want to say that ginger is still old and spicy, I take it.

Losing is not unjust, experience is a problem, I can only watch the Daoist break the move.

Jiaolong let out a dragon groan, broke through the defense line of Shengmen, eight copper coins were scattered all over the ground, the door of the cave was wide open, and I was exposed to the eyes of the Daoist without reservation.

If you lose, you are willing to gamble and lose.

I was about to admit defeat, but I noticed a smile on the corner of the Daoist's mouth.

He didn't stop, and his sword moves weren't broken.

Something's wrong, the Daoist doesn't just want to try the move, he wants to kill me.

Life and death were in a split second, and I had to react.

Qing Ming also saw that something was wrong and wanted to make a move, the old man smiled, waved his left hand, and a magic power popped out, Qing Ming seemed to be immobilized, unable to move.

"What do you want to do, stop me!" Qingming roared loudly.

Qingming is unreliable, I can only save myself.

A gleam flashed in the Daoist's eyes, and a sword stabbed at me.

"The sword is on the horizon!"

This move is amazing, there is no way to avoid it, and seeing that there is nowhere to escape, I suddenly remembered that there is still a heavenly thunder and earth fire talisman in my pocket.

The Heaven Thunder Fire Talisman is an attack spell, and the bad old man personally refines it, and he said that it has the power of thunder and thunder, and it can turn the broken temple upside down.

I don't want to overturn the apartment, as long as I can block the sword moves of the Seekers.

I urged the Tiangang Yuan Force in my body to play the Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire Talisman, and an extremely strong force surged out, and the entire apartment was shaken.

A bolt of lightning slashed down on the roof, falling from the sky, and a flame burst out of thin air, blocking the black sword qi's go.

Which is stronger and which is weak, and the score is superior.

The lightning slashed the sword of the Daoist, and the flames followed him, enveloping the Daoist with the force of the wind sweeping away the leaves.

It all happened in the blink of an eye, and the form reversed, from passive to active.

The Daoist was struggling, and he couldn't get rid of the flames for a while, and as long as I made a stab in the back, his life would not be saved.

Zombies are afraid of fire, which is an eternal truth.

The Daoist screamed in pain, constantly urging the corpse qi in his body, and it took a long time to extinguish the flames that invaded his body.

The winner has been decided, and although the victory is not glorious, I am the final winner after all.

The Daoist was burned black, his face was shocked, and the long sword in his hand was trembling.

"You are a disciple of the Heavenly Master's Dao Sect, who gave it to you, the four elders, the acting head of the sect, and the shameless traitor."