Chapter 45: Divination

"Although the bronze armor zombie king of the ancient zombie path is powerful, it is normal for the spirit zombie king of the white zombie realm to be defeated by the light yƬ."

"I'm afraid that even if I am in the realm of the original spirit out of body now, I may not be able to defeat her if I fight with Yuelong with all my might, and most of the time I will have to lose in her hands."

"The White Zombie King is very strong in his own right, not to mention that Yuelong himself is still a spiritual zombie?!"

At this time, after Senior Brother Xu's words were finished, Mao Xiaofang's expression moved, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Before, looking at Lin Yuelong's appearance as a weak girl from a small family, it was too deceptive, completely covering up her terrifying strength.

"Her aura is very well restrained, and there is no trace of the fierce aura of the peerless zombie king leaking out."

"Before, I saw that she was newly refined into a zombie, even if there was a corpse pill to absorb, I am afraid that at most it would be the realm of the Purple Zombie King, I really didn't expect it!"

"Ah Xiao has Yuelong's help, it's really Ah Xiao's luck, and it's also my luck in Fuxi Hall!"

When I got here, I couldn't help it, Mao Xiaofang's mood was also very good.

And at this moment, listening to Mao Xiaofang's words, Senior Brother Xu's whole face turned blue, and he was so ashamed and angry that he tilted his head and fainted angrily.

"Master, master!!"

Seeing his master fainting angrily, Uncle Xu's disciple Zhan Yuan also had an anxious look on his face for a while.

In the confusion of his hands, he almost didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, Uncle Xu's own Taoism has reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Shen, and his cultivation is profound. Although he fainted, he soon woke up.

After waking up, Uncle Xu's expression was a little better. After that, there was no such atmosphere and shame.

"Zhan Yuan, I'm fine, you let me sit down and rest for a while, you go and bring back the flesh shell of the Bronze Armor Zombie King for me and take it back into the spirit coffin."

After waking up, although Uncle Xu's expression was full of loneliness, he finally regained a little soberness. He commanded his apprentice Zhan Yuan twice.

Although the Bronze Armor Corpse King had never beaten Lin Yuelong, he was also discarded into a crippled flesh shell that didn't know when it would be able to recover.

But it's also the brainchild of half of his life, if he just throws it here. In Uncle Xu's heart, he was really reluctant.

"Yes, master!"

I saw my master come over for a while. The face of this young man named Zhan Yuan finally looked a lot better. At the same time, in the face of the master's instructions, he naturally agreed.

After Uncle Xu's apprentice Zhan Yuan took back the Bronze Armor Zombie King, Lin Yuelong immediately walked back.

"Hehe, Yuelong, good job."

Looking at Lin Yuelong, Tan Xiao smiled slightly and praised it.

"That's, let's do it. It's certainly not inferior. ā€

Hearing Tan Xiao's praise, Lin Yuelong's face also showed joy. The words are full of tsundere.

"Here, wipe it."

As he spoke, he flipped his hand and took out a towel from his storage ring, and then handed it to Lin Yuelong, and she took it later.

After wiping the rancid blood stains on his body, Lin Yuelong then directly chose to enter the storage belt of Tan Xiao.

At this time, after glancing at both sides, Uncle Zhu spoke,

"In this battle of the royal corpse, if there is no objection, a smile wins! Next, in the last game of the fight, divination is a match, and both sides are asked to decide who to fight! ā€

"Is there a final battle?!"

After hearing Uncle Zhu's words, Cheng Gang's face suddenly became a little ugly.

By this time, there was no doubt that he was obviously thinking about the joints in this as well.

Judging from the current situation, both sides have one win and one loss, and it seems that the situation is even.

But if you think about it carefully, anyone can imagine that it is obviously not good for Cheng Gang's side to be in a bad situation now.

The reason for this is very simple, Mao Xiaofang has not yet made a move, and Cheng Gang is here, and the last divination is naturally left with Senior Brother He.

Based on the comparison of Senior Brother He and Mao Xiaofang's Taoism, even if the next game is a divination, I am afraid that Mao Xiaofang's winning rate is obviously above Senior Brother He.

For a while, thinking of these, how could Cheng Gang's face get better!

"What a hate! I didn't expect that this apprentice of Mao Xiaofang would have such a powerful Spirit Zombie King!! ā€

"It's really better to be a human being! Don't even God help me?!! ā€

said this in his heart, Cheng Gang's expression was full of unwillingness!

As for the royal corpse, Senior Brother Xu even sacrificed the bronze armor corpse king of the ancient zombie road, and logically speaking, he would not lose at all.

But what people didn't expect was that Mao Xiaofang, a disciple who came out of nowhere, actually brought back the spirit zombie of the White Zombie King level!

It's so unexpected!

White Zombie: What level of zombie is that?

A generation of zombie kings!

On weekdays, if there is a white zombie born anywhere, it is definitely a catastrophe for the troubled party!! I don't know how many people will die!

Thinking like this, for a while, Cheng Gang's heart was also full of depression and sighs.

But after sighing, Cheng Gang was thinking about a solution.

After pondering for a while, soon, as if thinking of something, Cheng Gang suddenly raised his head, but he looked at Uncle Zhu.

The situation is unfavorable, and the way Cheng Gang can think of to defeat Mao Xiaofang at this moment is to rely on Uncle Zhu as a witness.

It's a pity that this time, when his eyes came over, Uncle Zhu didn't pay attention to him and responded to him, as if he didn't see it.

At this point, Cheng Gang's face couldn't help but sink and became a little ugly.

"Divination, this time, I'll fight."

Just when Cheng Gang's face changed, on the side of talking and laughing, Mao Xiaofang spoke in a deep voice.

After Mao Xiaofang's words were finished, on Cheng Gang's side, Cheng Gang and Senior Brother He glanced at each other, but Senior Brother He slowly spoke.

"Divination, I came to fight, the junior brother's skills are shallow, I hope the second senior brother will be merciful."

Facing Senior Brother He's words, Mao Xiaofang shook his head gently,

"You and I win or lose, between four or six, if you keep your hand, I'm afraid I won't be able to beat you."

"This gambling war is about the Fuxi Hall passed on to me by the master, and the master left me to defend the Fuxi Hall desperately, this time I can't help but be lucky!"

When Mao Xiaofang said this, Uncle He was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to smile embarrassedly.

But Cheng Gang, who was beside Uncle He, had a dark face and snorted coldly from his nose!

And at this time, unintentionally, to Tan Xiao's surprise, Uncle Zhu's face actually crossed a sneer!! (To be continued......)