Finally refined three bloodthirsty zombies comparable to the early stage of Jindan, but one was negligent, and one was killed by the other party, the gray-robed old man was furious, and when he saw the other party rushing with a kitchen knife, he immediately let the other two zombies meet him.

"Poof!" With a bang, Wu Liang was knocked away by the fist of a bloodthirsty zombie, crashed through a wooden house, broke a wooden pillar, and slid on the ground more than ten meters away, he lay on the ground facing the sky.

"That little guy's life is so big, he won't die like this!" The gray-robed old man's eyes flickered.

"Fortunately, the kitchen knife rewarded by the gods has not been dropped!" Sensing that he was still holding a kitchen knife in his hand, Wu Liang's conscience was overjoyed.

"It's so fake, how can there be no blood?" The doppelganger frowned, and the power of a law fell on the deity.

Wu Liang, who was in unbearable pain, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and Zhou's body seemed to fall apart, seeing the gray-robed old guy and the two zombies coming, he gritted his teeth and supported the ground with both hands, and stood up with all his strength.

"Little guy, I didn't expect you to live so long, your physique is really good, wouldn't it be a waste of your unique body if you don't refine you into a bloodthirsty zombie?" The gray-robed old man smiled grimly.

"Death, old fellow!" Wu Liang raised his throat and shouted angrily, in order to dispel the fear in his heart, tightened the kitchen knife in his hand, and he walked towards the other party step by step.

"Up!" The gray-robed old man stretched out his hand, and two bloodthirsty zombies galloped out.

I wanted to cut off the head of a zombie with a knife, but the speed of the zombie was far beyond his imagination, and before the kitchen knife could cut into the zombie's neck, he was punched by the zombie again.

"Poof!" Another mouthful of blood spit out, and the incomparable pain added to his body, Wu Liang couldn't help but scream loudly.

"This physique is too strong, I can't imagine that my withered bone master has such an opportunity, if he is refined into a zombie, in a few months, I will have a zombie comparable to the Yuan Infant Stage!" The gray-robed old man said excitedly.

"Ahhh After smashing the two wooden houses, Wu Liang, who was lying on the ground, howled loudly, sensing that the only weapon, the extremely powerful kitchen knife, had fallen, and for a while, his heart was like ashes.

"There's nothing special about this kitchen knife, how can you split my zombie in half?" The Master of Dry Bones picked up the kitchen knife that the other party had dropped, looked at it again and again, and checked it with his divine sense, and he looked puzzled.

Knocked away by zombies again and again, crashed into houses again and again, and couldn't help screaming again and again, Wu Liang, who wanted to sit still, saw that he couldn't die, and a fire of hope rose in his heart.

"Bite off his neck and suck his blood!" The Dry Bone Master commanded.

Two bloodthirsty zombies, one biting Wu Liang's neck and desperately sucking blood, the other biting his hand and sucking Yun hard.

"Why haven't I died?" After waiting for a few minutes, Wu Liang was shocked and suspicious when he saw that he was still awake when the blood kept flowing.

"Why can't this kitchen knife be put into the bag?" The Dry Bone Master frowned and whispered to himself.

"Is there no end to my blood?" Ten minutes later, Wu Liang, who was still alive and well, was full of doubts in his heart.

"Why isn't this guy dead?" The earth-shattering screams had not stopped, and the dry bones man frowned.

The two zombies kept swallowing blood, but their breath did not increase in the slightest.

"It stands to reason that after being sucked so much blood by zombies, he should have died a long time ago!" The Master of Dry Bones was puzzled.

Maybe it's because of the pain, maybe it's because of the numbness of the pain, Wu Liang, who was constantly sucked by zombies, didn't scream anymore.

"This place is gloomy, thousands of unjust souls are entrenched, and there is no cultivation sect around, so it is better to be right here and refine him into a bloodthirsty zombie!" After thinking about it, the Venerable Bones set up a dementor array with the array flag.

A moment later, Wu Liang was escorted into the dementor array by two bloodthirsty zombies.

The Master of the Dry Bones activated the formation, and one by one, the unjust souls swarmed from all directions, and they all turned into the soul array.

Wu Liang felt a strange pulling force, and his brain seemed to be dragged out.

"Peerless physique, must be peerless physique!" The Venerable Bones looked excited, dancing and shouting.

"Don't let Lao Tzu escape, otherwise, Lao Tzu will definitely cut you into slices and chop you into sauce to feed the dogs!" Wu Liang cursed.

"Little guy, you just accept your fate, you should feel honored to be a bloodthirsty zombie of the deity!" The Master of Dry Bones said proudly while urging the formation with his divine sense.

"Old guy, you didn't give birth to a son!" Wu Liang scolded angrily.

"The deity will not have offspring!" The Master of Dry Bones said disapprovingly.

"Old fellow, you sent it with a phone bill!" Wu Liang gritted his teeth and scolded.

"What is a phone bill?" The Dry Bone Master asked, puzzled.

"You are not your father's son, you are born of your mother and someone else!" Wu Liang explained.

Being so insulted by the other party, the Dry Bones Master shouted angrily: "Little bastard, you are dead!" ”

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"Why hasn't this guy's soul been extracted yet?" Half an hour later, seeing that the other party was not dead, the Dry Bone Master felt that it was difficult to ride a tiger.

"Old fellow, you're not good, are you? Otherwise, the road is facing the sky, each going to one side, you take your sunshine road, I take my single-plank bridge, from now on, we have nothing to do with each other! Wu Liang proposed.

"Hmph, don't think about it, little guy, you just wait to be refined into a zombie by the deity!" The Dry Bone Master gritted his teeth and snorted coldly.

"Old fellow, even if you are given a hundred years, you can't refine Lao Tzu into a zombie!" Seeing that the other party was helpless against him, Wu conscience was relieved and deliberately ridiculed.

"Little one, let's see!" The Dry Bone Master said angrily.

"Old fellow, you're not good, are you?" Wu Liang pretended to scream miserably, and at the same time provoked unrelentingly.

"Little guy, if you don't refine you into a zombie, the deity will not be a human!" The Master of Dry Bones roared.

"Old fellow, you are not a human being, look at you like that, you look like a person and a ghost, obviously you don't have any friends...... If I were you, I'd still find a piece of tofu and kill me! Wu Liang spoke viciously.

Most of the True Yuan and Divine Consciousness were consumed, and the Dry Bone Master secretly said, "I can't be distracted by him anymore!" ”

"Why don't you speak, old fellow? Are you by me? ”

"I think you better give up, let's return to the bridge and return to the road, how good is it to have nothing to do with each other in the future?"

"Old guy, Lao Tzu's body is peerless, with your strength, you still want to refine me into a zombie, you are completely dreaming!"

"Ahhh Wu Liang sometimes squeezed, sometimes screamed loudly.

"Little one, you're dead!" The Master of Dry Bones was overjoyed and said with a smug expression.

"Old guy, Lao Tzu will never be refined into a zombie by you!" Wu Liang gritted his teeth and roared.

"Humph!" The Master of Dry Bones snorted coldly, and tried his best to use his divine sense to drive the soul dementor array.

"My body is too weird and powerful, I've been sucked by zombies for so long, I don't have anything to do, if I continue like this, I will definitely be able to consume this bastard to death!" Wu's conscience was determined, and he pretended to scream loudly.

"Do you really want to give up?" Such a thought came to the mind of the Master of Dry Bones.

"Old guy, surrender, as long as you are willing to surrender, Lao Tzu will spare your life!" Wu Liang said.

"Look for death!" The Master of Dry Bones was furious, and as soon as his voice fell, he fainted and fell to the ground.

The two bloodthirsty zombies who lost control trembled, and Wu Liang took the opportunity to break away from the zombies' control, rushed to the side of the gray-robed old man, and grabbed the kitchen knife that fell to the ground.

(End of chapter)