Seeing that the zombie is about to advance to the zombie king, Wang Hua is standing with his hands, he is waiting for the zombie king to advance successfully, and Wang Hua at this moment wants to see how strong the zombie king's strength is. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Wang Hua, make a move, stop it."

Seeing that Wang Hua was slow to make a move, Uncle Nine also panicked, abandoned the madman, picked the corpse talisman with his sword, and with a burst of mana, the talisman naturally hit the zombie.

The crazy people lost the zombies, and Ah Man and others also died one after another, knowing that they couldn't resist Wang Hua, they saw the opportunity and planned to slip away.

"Shall I let you go?" Wang Hua's cold voice sounded, and he didn't know when he appeared behind the mad Daoist, and asked the West Heaven with a move, directly above the mad Daoist Heavenly Spirit, and shocked him to death on the spot.

Although Uncle Jiu's Dao technique was extraordinary, he couldn't break the corpse qi of the zombie king, and he was in a hurry, and said in a loud voice: "Wang Hua, come and help me, you must not let it advance to become a zombie king, otherwise you and I will have to fold here." ”

Wang Hua is not afraid, after leaving home, he has become passable, after just starting to gain ability, he still has not changed in his heart, relying on his ability to make a small fuss, he has not departed from the role of a small person in the market, and does not have the heart of a strong man.

After experiencing biochemistry, Tianlong, and modern, it was not until this moment that Wang Hua realized that his future was destined to be extraordinary.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, in Wang Hua's understanding, the greater the ability, the greater the desire.

The success of the cultivation pointed out a path to immortal immortality for Wang Hua, and at this moment, Wang Hua's heart has changed greatly, from the previous small people in the market, he has really grown up, and his purpose is more clear.

Phoenix!

The road to immortality is so difficult, even if you have the ability of your right hand to help, you will be in danger, and you will die at any time, and you will not exist.

The zombie king in front of him is nothing to the hardships that Wang Hua will encounter in the future.

The road is uneven, I step on it! If it doesn't work, I'll break it!

Zombie king, what to fear, war, is.

Dark clouds cover the sky, the yin wind rises, the cold air of the ground is condensed, forming a terrifying whirlwind next to the zombie king, the zombie king stands in the middle, the blood of the dearest relatives spreads, nourishing the zombie king's dry body, the naked eye is visibly full, and the heavy corpse gas is rushing to the face, forming a forest and a bloody hell.

"Roar"

With a roar, the terrifying whirlwind of the previous second, the heavy corpse qi, suddenly disappeared, leaving only the zombie king standing there.

With a green face and fangs, the zombie king raised his hands and made a sound of bones rubbing against the ground, just like a normal person, moving his limbs, as if adapting to his own strength, raised his head, and stared at Wang Hua and Uncle Jiu with a pair of blood-colored scarlet eyes.

Seeing that the zombie king had been completed, Uncle Nine secretly said that it was not good, so he took out the magic weapon pinned to his waist, the gossip mirror, and the mana was urged, and he hit the zombie king.

The golden magic light shone out and hit the zombie king, and the corpse qi came out through the body, resisting the golden light of the magic weapon, making a sizzling sound, the zombie king's face was plain, his arm flicked, and a terrifying force approached the gossip Qiankun mirror in the hands of the ninth uncle.

"Smack"

The gossip Qiankun mirror shattered in response, and his strength did not decrease, and he sent Uncle Nine out of the air, Wang Huabei's internal force operated under his feet, caught Uncle Nine, and said: "Uncle Nine, leave the rest to me." ”

Wang Hua and the zombie king looked at each other, and the internal force was agitated to form a golden dragon phantom, looming behind Wang Hua, and the zombie king's corpse qi broke out of his body, mixed with the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls, condensed into a blue-faced fanged ghost, facing Wang Hua.

The golden dragon phantom and the blue-faced fanged ghost are fighting together in the air, at this moment Wang Hua Lingbo is micro-stepping to the extreme, and the internal force of forty years is running at full strength, and the Taoist mana in the sea of consciousness gushes out, condensing into a red white thunder power, covering the body.

The Zombie King's moves are simple and wide-open, with invulnerability, invulnerable, and terrifying flesh, under the amplification of strong corpse qi, it is extremely powerful and shocks the four fields.

Wang Hua used the twenty-eight palms of the dragon descending, the palm power is rigid to the soft, yin and yang are combined, with the subtlety of Ling Bo's microstep, dodging the attack of the zombie king, the palm hit the body of the zombie king, and the thunder power condensed by the five thunder spells around the body also entered the body of the zombie king with the strength of the palm, breaking through its protective corpse qi, and wantonly destroying it in its body.

The zombie king has no way to attack Wang Hua, his moves are not as subtle as Wang Hua's, and his corpse qi is restrained by Wang Hua's Taoism, and his invincible body can't exert fifty percent of his strength here in Wang Hua.

Zombie King Lingzhi was born early, he had been slapped by Wang Hua before, he knew that it was powerful, and after escaping, he was controlled by the crazy Taoist with Taoism, and lost his freedom.

But he was still not Wang Hua's opponent, he was restrained by him, and after fighting for a while, he couldn't help Wang Hua at all, and he was injured by him.

The zombie king roared, quickly gathered the corpse qi, condensed it on his claws, and planned to take Wang Hua's life with one move.

"Humph! It's just a dying struggle" Wang Hua's mana is running at full strength, integrating into his own internal force of the Northern Underworld, and seeing the dragon in the field with one move, the golden dragon shadow that is integrated into the mana is even more agile and abnormal, and the charm is extraordinary.

The sound of the dragon's roar was deafening, tearing apart the corpse qi claws condensed by the zombie king, directly hitting his chest, the dragon claws broke through his strong body, and the mana penetrated the body, constantly stirring and destroying in the zombie king's body, gushing out of the zombie king's body, spilling it all over the ground, and the corpse qi around the body was burned by the strong mana, forming a white mist and stench.

"Ah······ Ah·····h The zombie king struggled in pain for a moment, fell to the ground, burst open, and a blood-red corpse pill rolled down at Wang Hua's feet.

A generation of zombie kings died under Wang Hua's palm.

Picking up the corpse pill, Wang Hua did not receive any information from his right hand, and with a turn of light, he put the corpse pill into the storage belt, and the ninth uncle saw Wang Hua collect the corpse pill, but he didn't say anything, and said: "I didn't expect that, Mr. Wang, his strength is terrifying, and he can defeat the zombie king with only one person, but I am clumsy." ”

Uncle Jiu has only heard that Wang Hua has a martial arts inheritance and is a martial arts cultivator, but he has not seen Wang Hua's strength with his own eyes, the zombie king fights, although there is the help of Maoshan Taoism, but Wang Hua's internal strength is definitely not comparable to ordinary martial arts, it is not an exaggeration to say that now Wang Hua's combat power is invincible under the congenital, even if he is a congenital master, Wang Hua also has the strength to fight with him.

"That corpse pill is a thing that condenses the corpse qi of the zombie king, and for ghosts and demons, it is a great supplement, since Mr. Wang accepts it, don't take it out again, attract monsters to snoop." Uncle Nine has been getting along with Wang Hua these days, knowing that he has a good character, and he is not afraid that he will use the corpse pill to do evil, but he is afraid that he will cause trouble, so he reminded.

"Uncle Jiu, don't worry, I have my own measure, the zombies have been destroyed, the evil cultivation has been eliminated, let's go back." This matter is understood, and there is still a week before Wang Hua leaves the Mr. Zombie plane, which is enough for Wang Hua to sort out what he has learned.

"Wait a minute." The ninth uncle stopped Wang Hua, faced the corpses of the four people, recited the mantra of death, and overtook his soul, "They have cultivated the evil way, and they have been contaminated with too much cause and effect, and after death, they will enter the underworld and be tortured by the underworld for a hundred years to dissolve their cause and effect." ”

"The same is the common people in the world, although the Tao is different, but heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are equal. Help him get rid of some grievances, and when he gets to the underworld, he will suffer less crimes. ”

Wang Hua helped Uncle Nine bury the bodies of the four people, and when he came back, he was not in such a hurry, the two of them moved forward at a constant speed, and soon returned to Uncle Jiu's house.

"Uncle Jiu, Mr. Wang, you are back" Wencai waited anxiously at the door, and saw the figure of the master and Wang Hua from a distance, and was overjoyed to see that the two of them were fine.

"Come out quickly, the master and Mr. Wang are back."

Ren Tingting and the others paced out of the lobby when they heard Wen Cai's shout, greeted them, and saw that Wang Hua and Uncle Nine were just a little overtired, and asked eagerly, "Uncle Nine, Mr. Wang······ I'm worried about us to death, for fear that something will happen to you. ”

"Master, have you found those evil cultivators?" Qiu Sheng hurriedly asked.

"Found it." Uncle Nine looked relieved and said quietly.

"Wiped them out!?" Ren Tingting and the others thought that Uncle Jiu would have a big battle on this trip, life and death were unpredictable, and they returned early at this moment, and there were no traces of a big battle on their bodies, so they wondered.

"Wang Hua alone, he solved the four evil cultivators, and after the zombie refined the essence blood, he turned into a zombie king, and he was also killed under Wang Hua's palm." Uncle Nine slowly said the results of the battle, and everyone gasped when they heard it, and they were very surprised.

"One person!? Solve them! And that zombie has become a corpse king! It was also destroyed by Wang Hua!? "Ren Tingting, Wencai, but I have seen the weird abilities of the four evil cultivators and the terrifying strength of zombies, but I didn't expect that with Wang Hua alone, I could destroy the other party.

Isn't Wang Hua's strength even stronger than that of Uncle Jiu.

"Thank you Mr. Wang and Uncle Nine for helping me avenge the murder of my father, the little woman has nothing to repay, and I am willing to give all the family wealth of the Ren family to the two beneficiaries." Ren Tingting bowed and knelt down.

Although Ren Fu has been lonely in recent years, the Ren family is the richest man in the town, full of heritage, and the property is definitely not expensive.

"I don't need it, cultivators, who are pure in heart and have few desires, want so many mundane things to do, don't! No! Uncle Nine shook his head and refused, turned around and approached the back room, "Eliminating demons and guarding the Dao is a matter of duty, so what's the use of thanking you." ”

Ren Tingting saw that Uncle Jiu refused, her father was dead, and there were no relatives in the world to accompany her, even if the Ren family was rich, for herself, what was the difference between it and the wasteland.

"Mr. Wang·····" Ren Tingting looked at Wang Hua aggrievedly and muttered.

"Don't look at me, I'm not short of money" Wang Hua also refused, money is no longer attractive to him.

Ren Tingting looked embarrassed, pondered for a moment, and said loudly: "The benefactor is very virtuous, the little woman will never forget, since the benefactor is unwilling to accept this gift, the little woman will sell the family property, exchange it for money, donate it to the poor people in the town, build a large number of buildings, build bridges and pave roads, and benefit one party." ”

When Uncle Nine heard Ren Tingting's words in the back room, he nodded with satisfaction, and praised her in his heart.

Wang Hua also admired this woman who returned from studying abroad, and not only did she not disappear from this catastrophe, but she was still able to make such a decision in the end, which is really extraordinary.