"This old lady looks disgusting, right?"

"This kind of appearance, if you are on the earth and walking at night, you can definitely easily scare many people to death!"

"What smell, so bad?"

In the uproar, a rancid and disgusting putrid smell came to the nostrils, causing everyone in the living room to cover their noses.

"Master, the corpse qi emitted by this old lady has almost turned into substance, and even the flowers and plants have withered everywhere along the way, look at it!"

Holding the ink fountain line, Qiusheng and Wencai, who were ready to go, were also in cold sweat on the backs of their palms and hands at this time.

They have followed Uncle Jiu to learn art for so many years, and when Uncle Simu Daoist passes by Yizhuang on weekdays, he will also put the corpse in Yizhuang for a period of time.

However, those corpses were all walking corpses that had just died, and they were suppressed by talismans, and there was no comparison with the old lady Ren who turned into a stiff.

"The corpse level of this old lady may have reached the point of a hundred years of stiffness..."

Uncle Jiu's tone was very solemn: "This kind of stiff jumping is a collection of resentment, anger, as a whole, the strength is infinite, the skin is thick and the flesh is thick, it can be resisted by ordinary means, everyone be careful." ”

When these words fell, everyone in the living room was nervous, and subconsciously retreated to the rear, waiting solemnly.

Qiusheng and Wencai stood on the left and right sides of the door, clutching the ink bucket line, the black lines were tight like rubber bands, and they were bounced on the chest of the old lady Ren like cotton.

Zizizi...

Old lady Ren's wrinkled skin like tree bark instantly burst out with a cluster of firelight, and the smell of rolling corpses emerged.

In pain, Old Lady Ren let out a strange roar like a beast gnawing at its prey, and rushed towards the living room again.

The walking corpse that the old man turned into is slow, very afraid of the sun, fire, water, chickens, dogs...

And the stiff is ferocious, violent, bloodthirsty, and infinitely powerful...

That's the essential difference.

"Master, the ink on the ink fountain line has been corroded by corpse gas, and it can't stand it anymore. ”

Seeing that the ink fountain line touched the body of the old lady Ren again, and it did not have the power before, Qiusheng and Wencai were suddenly in a hurry.

"It shouldn't be, how can it be?"

Uncle Nine raised his eyebrows, muttered to himself, and said in a deep voice: "Isn't there a black dog and two roosters in the hall? ”

Hearing this, the hundreds of summoned spirits in the hall all looked strange.

They all knew very well that in addition to everyone present, the pig, a dog, and the two roosters were also summoned spirits of the earth star.

But it's bad luck to possess the beast.

Even if they are animals, they have the souls of Earth Star humans hidden in their bodies, and if they slaughter them for their own safety, wouldn't this be indirect cannibalism?

"Killing a few beasts can save our lives, you have scruples in your hearts and don't dare to do it, then I'll come!"

Liu Yang said immediately.

Although his action was ruthless, everyone present did not blame him.

After all, looking at the current situation, Uncle Nine may not be able to resist Old Lady Ren, and in order to survive, he can only sacrifice a few summoned spirits possessed by animals.

Of course, more importantly, the summoning spirit is possessed by the beast, and the lifespan is far less than that of humans, at most ten years, the black dog and the two chickens will also have to die.

When the time comes, the body of the earth star will also be turned into a stone carving.

"Woohoo!"

"Whoa, whoa!"

Although the black dog and the two roosters couldn't speak, they had human souls hidden in their bodies, so they naturally understood what Liu Yang meant, and immediately jumped up and down.

As for the fat pig, because it was none of his business, he didn't say anything.

Rao is so, one between!

The whole living room was a mess again.

"Liu Yang, you can't kill them. ”

Ren Tiantian's pretty face revealed a hint of determination.

"Why not?"

This time it was Uncle Nine who was questioned.

In order to seal Old Lady Ren in the coffin, Uncle Nine had already slaughtered the only black dog among the nearly 100 households around Yizhuang.

I came in a hurry today, and I really couldn't find any other black dogs.

Ren Tiantian's face was ugly, and there was no way to explain it.

Could it be that she told Uncle Nine that the black dog and the two roosters were her fellow villagers?

Poof!

At the same time, Qiusheng and Wencai, who were guarding the door, were swept by the old lady's arm as hard as steel, and each of them flew in, spitting bloody arrows from their mouths.

"Shoot, shoot me. ”

The security captain Ah Wei was so frightened that he didn't care about anything else.

Bang bang bang ...

Several companions raised their guns one after another and pulled the trigger on Old Lady Ren.

Bullets flew out and hit the old lady Ren, bursting out with clusters of fire.

But shockingly!

Not only could these bullets not force the old lady to retreat, but when they hit its body, it was directly stuck in the cracks between its dry skin and flesh.

"It's... How is this possible?"

Seeing this scene, hundreds of people in the hall gasped.

Ren Tiantian was also shocked.

Just now, her father Ren was also hit by a bullet, although there was no flesh and blood, but at least he was also hit hard!

Right now, her grandfather's body is like a steel plate, and even bullets can't hurt a bit?

"It's not good, this zombie must have drunk the blood of our Taoist disciples before it became so difficult. ”

Uncle Nine's tone was unprecedentedly solemn.

Taoist priests and zombies are rivals, and they are mutually reinforcing, and Taoist true qi and essence blood have a great restraint effect on zombies.

Similarly!

If the zombie has killed a Taoist disciple and drunk the blood of the other party, then the combat power will also skyrocket.

These secrets have been known to Mu Bai since he awakened the system.

But what made him puzzled was that this old man escaped from the coffin last night, and in less than a day, biting and killing many domestic animals was already the limit, and now he actually killed a Taoist disciple and drank his blood?

Isn't that too counterintuitive?

Or...

There are Taoist disciples who deliberately feed their own blood to Old Lady Ren for consumption?

If that's the case, that's interesting.

"Uncle Nine, the guns can't help this one now, you have to think of a way. ”

Ah Wei's lips trembled in fright.

The other Earth Star Summoning Spirits present also looked sideways.

At present, their life and death can only be pinned on Uncle Jiu.

"This evil thing has drunk the blood of Taoist disciples, it is fierce and extraordinary, and the physical sword is difficult to hurt, as if it has evolved towards the category of ironclad zombies, even if it is a martial arts master, the physical body may not be able to compete with it, for the sake of today..."

Uncle Jiu said in a deep voice: "Qiusheng, Wencai, you take out the glutinous rice in the baggage to harass it, and ask the master to bring out the shroud left by the ancestor, and use the essence of heaven and earth and your own essence and blood to carve a magic charm in this shroud, and completely suppress this evil thing!"

Qiusheng and Wencai didn't dare to slack off.

With a large amount of glutinous rice sprinkled at the door, Old Lady Ren tried to rush in several times, but was forced to retreat.

Seeing this scene, the hundreds of nervous people in the hall calmed down a little.

Uncle Nine also opened the baggage he was carrying.

A golden brocade cloth swept out of the baggage, and with the assistance of no external force, it was suspended in front of everyone.

And with it!

Uncle Nine bit his fingertips, and his fingers danced on the brocade cloth.

In an instant, a huge word 'pardon' appeared under everyone's noses.

This character is golden, the pen is vigorous, the momentum is majestic, and it exudes a divine coercion.