Looking at the group of subordinates who pounced on him and turned into crazy zombies, Wang Qi's heart moved, and a burst of screams sounded, and everyone suddenly fell to the ground, rolling with their heads in their hands.

His expression was grim, and he quickly took out a bag of animal skin from the mahogany box, which was a magic weapon he had refined after killing a black bear who had achieved cultivation a few years ago.

Although the power of this magic weapon is not very powerful due to cultivation and material reasons, it is enough to deal with the virus-carrying insects that grow in the peach.

"Close!"

Wang Qi shook the animal skin bag, and the mana entered it, and suddenly a powerful absorbing power came out, and the virus insects that were surging towards him couldn't help but be swept up by the wind and fell into the animal skin bag.

He turned into an afterimage and wandered around the peach tree, but in a few moments, there was no more peach on the tree.

After doing this, Wang Qi walked under the peach tree and reached out to the trunk of the tree to sense it.

Half an hour later, he let go of his hand and looked up at the branches, only to see that there were flowers and bones on them, which were about to bloom.

This is due to the fact that the roots of the peach tree go deep into the earth's leylines and absorb the energy of the infinite earth, and if it is not resealed, it will circulate indefinitely.

Either turn the whole world into hell and everyone into zombies, or the leylines dry up, otherwise there will never end.

There is a will to destroy all living beings in this peach tree, and even the Pangu people can't drive it away.

"It's terrible to be an abandoned woman!"

Sensing the resentment left by the Holy Mother of Yaochi in the peach tree, Wang Qi couldn't help but shudder.

In order to kill fate, the Pangu tribe prepared a plan for an unknown number of years, and they died like this, and in the final analysis, they still underestimated the power of love.

Throwing the King of People and Our Lady of Yaochi on a lonely and desolate land for thousands of years, even if it was just a play, in the end, it became true.

After the third party of the chess piece Chang'e stepped in, not only did it not make the Holy Mother of Yaochi depressed and lead fate to take the bait, but because of jealousy and resentment, it directly triggered a war of destruction with the king of people.

In the end, the Pangu tribe had to come out to clean up the mess and bring the Holy Mother of Yaochi back to the Holy Land to forcibly suppress it, and the disheartened King chose to seal himself and sleep.

Wang Qi shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, his fingers pointed out again and again, and the mana was intertwined into a net and punched into the peach tree, temporarily blocking the rise of the earth's leyline power, making the peach blossoms that were about to bloom on the tree also withered in an instant.

His mana could not be blocked for a long time, and taking advantage of this opportunity, he continuously took out stacks of talismans from the mahogany box and pasted them around the peach tree.

Soon, the whole peach tree was densely covered with rune paper, and colorful halos were intertwined, like ropes, binding the peach tree.

Wang Qi sat down cross-legged, his palms flew up, and he grabbed at the trunk of the tree, and gradually, wisps of gray-black gas like substance floated out from the peach tree.

This is the root of hatred planted by Our Lady of Yaochi, if you don't get rid of it, you won't be able to refine the peach tree and get that drop of blood.

"It's good that it didn't surprise me, I hope it's time."

Wang Qi has countless inheritance memories of the Ten Thousand Worlds, plus he is familiar with the plot, so he is naturally prepared, when he was thinking about becoming a zombie, he began to cultivate a flame that specializes in purifying this hatred root, which came in handy at this time.

"Purify!"

He lifted his mana, and a white and flawless light rose in his palm, enveloping the root of hatred and refining it.

The whole day passed quickly.

When the moon rose obliquely, Wang Qi was still sitting on the ground, his whole face was as pale as paper, and he looked crumbling.

"Dead woman, such a deep resentment, no wonder she should be abandoned!"

Looking at the remaining part of the hatred in the dim light group, Wang Qi was full of anger, it seemed that it would be too late if he didn't pay a huge price this time.

Seeing that the moon was about to rise above his head, he no longer dared to hesitate, took out a set of golden needles, and his palms flew, and soon they were inserted all over his body, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out.

Rumble!

After he had overdrawn himself and consumed his blood, the white flame of light burned violently like adding fuel to the fire.

"Squeak!"

The gray-black root of hatred twisted wildly, letting out a scream like a wraith, but then it turned into a cloud of green smoke and dissipated into the air.

Bang!

Wang Qi suddenly collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, and his whole body was wet with sweat.

If he delays any longer, the Pangu Clan's Purification Red Dust Array will be launched, and he will either give up or be killed on the spot, and there is no other choice.

But now the most difficult step was completed, and after resting for a while, he struggled to get up, took out a stack of rune papers, and came to Lao Xi and the others.

These people have been tossed back and forth by the virus and his spell all day, and now they all look weak.

Wang Qi read the words, pasted the rune paper on their foreheads one by one, and then relied on the trace of mana that had just recovered, and pinched the magic formula.

In an instant, Lao Xi and the others all fell into a sluggish state, and with his control, he stood up, took out the small shovel he carried, walked to the peach tree, and dug up like a machine.

Before the moon rose, the peach tree finally fell down with a bang, Wang Qi smiled, pulled out a mezzanine in the mahogany box, carefully took out a special rune paper, and hit the peach tree.

In the blink of an eye, the peach tree, which was originally more than ten meters high, shrank little by little, and soon became the size of a palm, and was put in the box by him.

After it was done, Wang Qi repaired the sealing formation, and finally completed everything before the last time.

Thundered!

The purified red dust that enveloped the entire Zhuxian Town and isolated it gradually dissipated, and the four formation bases of the east, west, south and north also retracted to the ground again.

Taking advantage of the panic in Zhu Xianzhen, Wang Qi manipulated Lao Xi and the others, lined up behind him and left here.

He was like a corpse chaser, walking in the wilderness with a group of zombies who could walk normally like humans.

After three days of continuous travel, they came to a remote rolling mountain range.

There is a cave mansion that Wang Qi has prepared a long time ago, which contains enough materials for him to live for several years, and he wants to complete a series of experimental studies here with Lao Xi and others.

And refined the blood of the Holy Mother of Yaochi, erased the imprint of the primordial god in it, and finally transformed himself into a zombie body.

If you want to be a zombie, of course, you can't be controlled by people, and many of the zombie sacrifice cultivation methods he has mastered in other planes are very different from the Pangu clan in this plane.

Wang Qi plans to learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses, combine them, and turn himself into the strongest zombie ever.