The hunting wind swept through the sky and the haze, and the flying stiffness ignited endless horror.

Flying zombie was born, through the sky and the earth!

With just one glance, the figure that rose up from the dawn made Mo Chuan feel like a thunderbolt, and the blood all over his body was almost coagulated!

That is said to be a flying stiffness, but in fact it is no different from a person.

Dressed in a green robe, he looks like an elegant scholar, looking at his appearance for a few years, but the evil aura that surrounds his body is almost solidified, which makes people look frightened.

The rolling demon wind accompanied it, blowing the sun and the moon bleakly.

Mo Chuan had seen zombies in Changlan City, and he had even seen the five-class demon with three hundred years of Taoism.

However, the majesty of the five great demons, placed next to this thousand-year-old flying zombie, is like fireflies to the bright moon and trickles to the ocean.

There is no possibility of comparison!

He could not even resist it, like a mouse seeing a cat, and from the depths of his soul he was terrified and surrendered.

This feeling of surrender made him especially ashamed and angry.

But soon, the anger turned into a horror.

"Kunlun ......"

A low murmur suddenly came from the figure hanging high in the air, echoing between the empty valleys, and hitting the secret in Mo Chuan's heart.

"Sir, go away! There is a way to escape from the poor road, and let the poor road try the color of this thousand-year-old demon! ”

Mo Chuan, who was running wildly, suddenly stopped after a commandment.

Turning to look up at the figure hanging in the air.

"Fellow Daoist—" Wei Lai also subconsciously stopped.

"Let's go, don't ink!" Mo Chuan reprimanded.

"Be careful, see you in Jiangcheng!"

Wei Lai gritted his teeth, and his whole body exploded, turning into a streamer, and fled frantically outside the village.

Mo Chuan looked back at Wei Laiyuan's back, took a deep breath, and arched his hand to the flying stiffness suspended in the air:

"Shan Ye scattered to cultivate Mingchen, I have seen my predecessors!"

The thousand-year-old flying stiff seemed to be attracted by Mo Chuan's greeting.

He didn't even look at Wei Lai, who was far away, and walked down lightly like a heavenly step under his feet.

When he got closer, he looked at Mo Chuan carefully, shook his head lightly for a while, and sighed:

"It's a pity, it's poured out with blood, and I don't realize that the supernatural power is a mortal fetus with the naked eye after all!"

The ground birth fetus, also known as the Kunlun fetus.

It takes ten thousand years to derive divine wisdom and know supernatural powers.

It is a godsend to the mountains.

However, the Kunlun fetus occupied by Mo Chuan was after all poured out by the Wujia Great Demon Lu Fengbei with the blood and blood of countless people.

Born with a disability, don't say supernatural powers, and even the mysteries of the earth's birth.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a mortal fetus with the naked eye.

Mo Chuan knew what he was doing, and when he saw that he was broken by the thousand-year-old flying stiffness, he was shocked in his heart, and he had a little intention of inquiring.

He pressed the fear in his heart and arched his hand: "Seniors have good eyesight!" I don't know how to solve this situation of juniors? ”

Qianqian Feizhu looked at Mo Chuan with a smile on his face, thinking that Mo Chuan was buying time for his companions, so he chuckled and said:

"It's not difficult to say, it's not easy to say it's simple, take a hole of the leyline, bury it again, continue the qi of the leyline, and after thousands of years, the supernatural power will be born by itself!"

Mo Chuan smiled cheekily: "In the past thousand years, the body of the younger generation may be able to hold up, but the soul is afraid that the soul has already been scattered." Dare to ask the seniors, is there any other way besides? ”

Thousands of years of flying stiff said: "Then find a big fierce hole, bury one or two jiazi, it will become a flying zombie, and I can't say that I can still ask for a bit of drought!" ”

Mo Chuan was stunned!

"A thousand years is too long, a hundred years of dreams, there is still a way in this seat, and in an overnight moment, you can live forever!"

A smile appeared on the face of the millennium flying stiff.

"What's the method?"

"Attribute this body and blood to this seat, and you and I will share eternal life."

The sound of the thousand-year-old flying zombie fell, and when he stubbornly raised his hand, Mo Chuan trembled, and the blood and qi around his body boiled, and he followed the seven orifices and nine holes to rush towards the thousand-year-old flying zombie.

【Feast Furnace】

Mo Chuan subconsciously wanted to cut off the supply of incense, and it was the best policy.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, an angry rebuke came.

"Wu Na old demon, don't hurt people's lives!"

As soon as the sound started, a thunder light that shone through the nine heavens, and the qi swallowing rainbow fell from the sky, submerging all the thousand-year-old frozen bodies.

The arc burst and fell on Mo Chuan's body, even making him feel like his soul was gone.

Mo Chuan stopped the idea of running away, and the art of copying jumped up, and the whole person rushed backwards like a spirit fox.

At the same time, looking back, I found that Wei Lai was actually ...... Go and come back.

"Why are you coming back? Sick in the brain, right? ”

Mo Chuan looked like a fool,, Lao Tzu is ready to run away with a bucket, what are you doing when you come back?

"I knew that the way to get out of trouble was just an expedient word! Everything started because of me, how can I abandon my fellow Daoists and leave independently?! ”

Wei Lai smiled at Mo Chuan, his face was still extremely pale, but he was a little more generous and resolute.

Mo Chuan looked at the expression of a fool.

"You're a drama, and a séance?"

"Séance?"

Wei Lai was strange, and was about to ask a question, when the rolling thunder exploded, only to see a pitch-black figure rushing out of it and crashing into Wei Lai.

It's so fast, it's hard to catch.

When Mo Chuan's vision was captured, only the remnants of the Dao Dao were left at a distance of ten zhang, and Wei Lai's body was even more thrown up.

A dim talisman wrapped around its body, spinning endlessly.

——It was this talisman that blocked the brute force of the thousand-year-old flying stiff.

"Taiyi!"

When the millennium Fei Fei saw the talisman, his face changed slightly, and he immediately smiled evilly: "The blood qi raised with the talisman water must be even sweeter!" ”

The sound fell, and the figure was like a frightening man, crossing the sky and rushing straight away.

Wei looked at the flying stiffness that came like a fierce beast, and time seemed to have come to a standstill at this moment.

All kinds of thoughts came to my heart, and finally turned into a sigh!

“…… Rulu for a lifetime! ”

Thoughts flashed through my mind, and the beast had already crashed into its body.

The remnant talisman rose up, and before there was a mournful roar, it turned into curling green smoke and scattered in the heavens and the earth.

"My life is at stake!"

Wei Lai sighed secretly, and in an instant, endless darkness overwhelmed his vision.

“…… Is this death? ”

Wei Lai muttered, subconsciously condensing the divine soul and dissecting the Yin God...... Unexpectedly, between the condensation of the mind, the soul was firmly embedded in the skin.

Not dead?

This...... How is this possible?

With a tremor in his heart, the endless darkness also dissipated in an instant.

The unparalleled thousand-year-old flying zombie is gone!

The quaint villages have disappeared.

In its place, there is even a very elaborate house.

Wei Lai's eyes were blank.

Looking around, on the dome, there are crystal beads, shining;

On the snowy walls, the paintings are exquisite, but the content is difficult to distinguish allusions;

A square mirror with a black background reflected his astonishment;

On the desk, there are piles of pen, ink, yellow paper, and talisman fragments;

After a few cases, there are even more scrolls and Taoist scriptures, which are stacked at will.

"Click!"

A subtle opening and closing sound attracted Wei Lai's attention.

followed the sound, but saw Mingchen Daoyou, who was opening a silver-gray metal cabinet, and the billowing cold air was gushing out of it.

He took out two bamboo-like crimson objects and tossed one of them over.

"Oh, I'm shocked!"

As he spoke, he casually opened the other, handed it to his lips, and looked up and muttered.

"Whew-cool!"

Mingchen Daoyou drank all the contents of the cup in one gulp, and took a long breath of great pleasure, and then put the red thing on the table.

"Fellow Daoist, what is this?"

Wei looked at the cold skin in his hand, and the touch was like something of dark iron, full of doubts.

"Coke, taste?"

Wei Lai glanced at Mingchen Daoyou's Coke on the desk with some surprise.

With a move in his mind, he learned to glimpse the picture and pulled open the round aluminum ring.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the black-brown liquid gushed out, like the poison of a witch Gu, gurgling and bubbling.

Wei Lai looked up in amazement and looked at Mo Chuan.

Mo Chuan: "......"