Watching a group of bouncing zombies attacking him, Ah Lang habitually summoned Yuan Ling Doudou, thinking that Doudou had become the ghost king of all worlds, Ah Lang directly cast the ghost shadow taught by his grandfather to dodge.

"That's not right, I can release spiritual power attacks if I'm not around, I'm originally a master of the Spirit Realm!" Ah Lang dodged the zombie horde while thinking back to the previous method of dealing with the zombies in front of him. Thinking that no matter how weak he was, he could be regarded as a spiritual realm cultivator, Ah Lang directly used his spiritual vision to check the spiritual pool in his body. The ghost shadow of the body magic spirit technique gifted by the ghost king of the ten thousand worlds is suspended in the Ah Lang Spirit Pool as always, exuding a warm and jade-like color as always, and the dark black ancient font reveals an extraordinary grade. However, in Ah Lang's heart, this supreme body magic spirit technique in the spirit pool is worthless, and even extremely annoying, Ah Lang cares most about whether there is a spiritual power source in his spirit pool at the moment.

After a quick glance, Ah Lang found a gray spiritual power tributary with the thickness of his arm at a corner in his spirit pool, "Huh? What's going on? When will I absorb this spiritual power? How is it gray? Is it related to poison properties? Even the poison attribute is different from the previous poison attribute spiritual power! No matter what, as long as it can be used, that's all, you can't waste it, how can you not waste it... Pregnant! Ah Lang lowered his footsteps and moved, and after turning around, he lured the zombies chasing him behind him to the center of the square.

"It's almost, you can't use the fireball technique, it's easy to burn too fast and there is no reward, so which trick to use? Hit by a hundred zhang? It's too tiring to shoot one arrow at a time, no. Hydrotherapy? Give them treatment? Unless I'm crazy, it won't work. Turtle defense? Thinking of Lao Wang Ba, he was upset, and this trick was directly ruled out. Then that's all that's left of the herb technique, hey... That's it. After pondering for a while, Ah Lang directly sealed his hands, guiding the gray spiritual power source in the spirit pool to the middle and two fingers of his right hand, and then scolded lightly, "Heavenly Imperial Mansion, Grass Technique!" ”。

With Ah Lang's scolding, countless finger-thick gray grass ropes fell from the zombie square from the sky, and after the grass ropes appeared, they went straight to the ground and attacked the zombie group that was jumping endlessly. "Hey~, this straw rope is too thin, but there will be a lot of it, so I'll use it." Just when Ah Lang was commenting on the effect of his spiritual skills, countless grass ropes falling from the sky entangled all the zombies on the ground, and then with a brush, hundreds of zombies were lifted by the grass ropes and slipped through the air, and the zombies who were tied into cocoons like chrysalis struggled one by one, but no matter how they struggled, they could not escape the shackles of the grass ropes.

"Yo, what kind of shape is this? A giant swing, huh? That's not enough! Ah Lang Yanluo directly pulled out a "bundle of immortal ropes" from the storage bag, and crackled at a group of "cocoon chrysalis" in mid-air.

With Ah Lang's jerk, countless straw-man-like zombies swayed endlessly in the air, and countless small stones engraved with words and graphics and all kinds of spiritual costumes were scattered one after another, and the scene was very spectacular.

"Roar, baby pick it up!" Ah Lang snorted and directly cast the ghostly shadow, opened the storage bag, and picked up the dropped objects in a gust of wind and shadow.

In less than half an hour, just as Ah Lang was humming and chirping happily picking up treasures, a piercing low howl came. Ah Lang looked up and saw that the countless straw-like zombies above his head were shrinking rapidly, and waves of gray spiritual power fluctuations converged upwards along the grass rope.

"My God......"