Ninth Uncle World: I let the old man uncover the coffin!

bang bang bang...

The female bandit leader is good at martial arts, but Dong Xiaoyu is not good at martial arts except that she is faster.

Therefore, for a while, one person and one ghost were at a stalemate.

"vomit--"

Unable to attack for a long time, the female bandit leader growled again in pain.

A scarlet-gold worm resembling a scarab was vomited out of its belly.

The female bandit leader directly crushed the bug and swallowed it.

In an instant, the aura of the female bandit leader suddenly rose, reaching the level of an archmage.

"die!"

Both the speed and strength of the female bandit leader skyrocketed at this moment.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, Dong Xiaoyu was thrown back by the female bandit leader's punch, and hit a tree fiercely, her hair was disheveled, and her soul and body faded a lot.

"Well, now you are not her opponent!"

Ren Weiyong came out from the darkness, looked at the female bandit leader whose strength had suddenly skyrocketed, and stopped Dong Xiaoyu who wanted to continue rushing.

This female bandit leader now has the strength of a great mage, plus a body of martial arts and sorcery, if Dong Xiaoyu, who only relies on a mouthful of resentment to achieve her current strength, will definitely suffer a big loss if she continues to go.

After all, under the same realm, ghosts are basically inferior to Taoist priests.

Tebi is a monster like the female bandit leader, with more methods and more evil methods.

Right now, Ren Weiyong is surrounded by this female ghost who can see clearly, so he doesn't want to just stay here.

"Xiaoyu deserves death!"

Dong Xiaoyu knelt down on the ground with a plop, her face unbearably ashamed.

She originally wanted to show a good performance when Ren Weiyong was not in Jiuyin Mountain, but she did not expect that she would humiliate herself.

"After going back, I will go to Yinfengjian to stay for three days."

With Ren Weiyong's words, Dong Xiaoyu's face changed drastically.

Yinfengjian is a Jedi in Jiuyin Mountain, where the wind is constant all year round and can blow the bones and soul. It is the place where Jiuyin Mountain punishes the demons and ghosts who make mistakes.

Being blown by the dark wind for three days, Dong Xiaoyu couldn't imagine the feeling.

However, she didn't dare to have the slightest complaint, instead kowtowed to thank her.

"Thank you master for your grace!"

This is the rule of the demon world. Thunder, rain and dew are all the favor of the king. If she dares to refuse to accept, what is waiting for her will be lost.

Seeing Ren Weiyong walking out from the side, the female bandit leader turned pale with shock.

Because she fought with Dong Xiaoyu for a long time, but she didn't realize that there were people on the side.

Moreover, Ren Weiyong faintly emanated a coercion that frightened her. This kind of coercion, high and high, made her feel invincible before she even made a move.

This feeling, the female bandit leader has only felt in her master.

In other words, this man is on the same level as his master.

The existence of this level is completely beyond the reach of a mage like her who forcibly raised her strength to the level of an archmage through secret techniques.

"Ahh-"

The female bandit leader growled, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Is my Jiuyin Mountain a place where you can come and go whenever you want?"

Ren Weiyong's tone was as cold as ice, and the temperature in the entire dense forest seemed to drop a few degrees at this moment.

As soon as he came back, he saw corpses everywhere in Renjia Town.

Although most of the corpses belonged to horse thieves, Ren Weiyong's power was not affected.

But Jiuyin Mountain is his Ren Weiyong's territory, and this matter has been publicized to the outside world.

The other party dared to cause trouble, obviously not taking him seriously.

Ren Weiyong was furious in his heart, and the corpse energy in his body exploded suddenly, black mist billowed in a radius of [-] meters, and a ghostly creature formed.

The female bandit leader's body, which was retreating at a high speed, stopped suddenly, where her body was stiff, but she couldn't move anymore.

"Zombie! Still jumping stiff!!"

Suddenly, the female bandit leader was terrified.

"come on."

Ren Weiyong stretched out his right hand, shook it slightly, and the female bandit leader flew back upside down.

"You say that you are a good girl, but you make yourself into such a person, ghost or ghost, what are you trying to do?"

Ren Weiyong held the female bandit leader's neck, and carefully looked at this woman who had brought him nightmares when he was young, but the strength in his hand was getting stronger and stronger!

Kacha Kacha~!

Under this huge force, the bones in her neck all made an unpleasant sound of breaking.

"what--"

The female bandit leader struggled in pain, her eyes were full of resentment.

That pure resentment even turned into traces of black energy, entangled towards Ren Weiyong.

This is the most primitive curse power.

If ordinary people are entangled by the power of this curse, their temperament will change drastically, and they will die of madness.

If it is a cultivator like a Taoist monk, if he can't dispel it, he will definitely suffer a big loss.

Unfortunately, in front of Ren Weiyong, this is simply the best delicacy in the world.

"hiss--"

Ren Weiyong opened his mouth and swallowed the wisps of cursed power into his belly.

That feeling, like drinking iced Coke in summer, is simply not too refreshing.

The female bandit leader opened her eyes angrily, with an incredulous look on her face.

Immediately afterwards, she kicked her feet, but her life had come to the end.

However, at this moment, Ren Weiyong keenly sensed that another force exploded inside the female bandit leader.

The female bandit leader's eyes, which had already lost their spirit, became brighter again. She stared at Ren Weiyong with a strange smile on her face, and a man's hoarse voice came out of her mouth:

"Okay, very good. Unexpectedly, in this small Renjia Town, there would be an alienated jumping zombie. Good luck, what a good luck!"

There was undisguised greed and sinisterness in this man's voice, it was obvious that the person who was speaking at this moment was no longer the female bandit leader.

"Ten gangs of horse thieves, no, a hundred of horse thieves are no match for a mutated jumping zombie. I will refine you into a corpse slave and make you a sharp sword in my way of rising! Hahaha!"

"Corpse slave? Very good, you are the black hand behind these horse thieves, please come to Jiuyin Mountain to plead guilty, otherwise, I will make your life worse than death."

Ren Weiyong's tone was cold, and the anger in his heart was instantly ignited.

In an instant, the devilish energy soared to the sky, and the dark red ink clouds that covered the sky and the sun were rolling!

The wind howled, and at this moment, the entire Jiuyin Mountain fell silent.

All the creatures in the mountain seemed to have sensed Ren Weiyong's anger.

At the same time, Ren Weiyong's eyes flickered, trying to catch the clues of the man in the female bandit leader.

"Very good, my corpse servant, don't worry, I will come to you soon."

The female bandit leader uttered the last sentence, and then a golden light came out of her body, and disappeared into the dense forest in an instant.

The speed was so fast that even Ren Weiyong could only see a shadow.

Moreover, there is no breath left, and it is impossible to track it.

"Damn!"

Ren Weiyong exerted force with five fingers, and directly burst the female bandit leader's neck and head, bursting like a watermelon!

Chapter 55 Mao Shanming

Southern Border, Black Cliff Mountain, Skull Cave.

The entrance of the Skull Cave is narrow, and after a hundred meters forward, there is a vast underground palace.

In the underground palace, an old man in a black robe with disheveled hair was sitting on a skeleton seat.

He was skinny and haggard, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

But if his name is mentioned in southern Xinjiang, not to mention it can make a strong man tremble, and it can even make a child dare not cry at night.

His name is taboo, maybe it has been a long time, and no one has mentioned it anymore.

Ownership knows that he is the leader of the Southern Xinjiang Witch League, a witch god whose strength is far above the great wizard!

The witch god is resting his eyes with his eyes closed at this moment, and beside him are the eight elders of the witch league who are powerful in the southern border.

At this time, everyone was silent, and the gloomy candlelight kept flickering, looking solemn.

After a long time, the witch god suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like a deep night, radiant and introverted.

"Not afraid of the curse, but still able to block the coercion of this seat... Ren Weiyong? Hehe, interesting!"

A mere jumping stiffness, even if it is an alienated jumping stiffness, is not worth the attention of the witch god.But the witch god felt a special aura from Ren Weiyong... It seemed to be the blood of an ancient god!

This distracted the God of Witches, and went to check the situation in person.

Unexpectedly, Ren Weiyong's performance "surprised" the witch god.

"The horse thieves in Roushui have been besieged, and the black worm Gu has also been destroyed." Wu Shen said suddenly.

Roushui is the name of the female bandit leader. She is not considered a core member in the Witch League, but she has also practiced under the Witch God's sect, and she is considered half of his disciple.

The other eight elders looked over together, and were shocked and angry when they heard the news.

"Ordinary horse thieves die, but Roushui is a member of our Wumeng. Who dares to kill her?"

"The one who killed her was not a human, but a zombie named Ren Weiyong." The witch god gave him an indifferent look, and then asked in a deep voice, "Everyone, what do you think should be done next?"

"Sorcerer God, Roushui is from our Wumeng. Even if you make a mistake, we have to be dealt with by our Wumeng! A mere zombie dares to touch our Wumeng. I must train it into a corpse slave." , so that it will never be reborn!"

An elder who looked like a Taoist stood up and said through gritted teeth.

"Hehuan is a veteran, don't be impulsive! Although Roushui's skills are mediocre, he is still a master in the secular world. Since Ren Weiyong can kill Roushui and make her lose her soul, then Ren Weiyong is at least a flying zombie, or a mutant zombie!"

"That's right! Ordinary zombies are easy to deal with, but once they become flying zombies or awakened mutant zombies, it's hard to subdue them easily even if we take a shot!"

"Hmph! You bastards, the older you get, the less courageous you are! I've heard of this brave man, a little zombie who has only been out of the coffin for a year or two, and still occupies a mountain temple, calling himself a zombie god... Lian Xuan Kui also dares to call himself the Zombie King, but he dares to call himself the God of Zombies? Ignorant and fearless, it's ridiculous!"

"How could such a stupid zombie be a flying zombie? Besides, a mere zombie dares to claim respect and kill members of our Wumeng. We should use thunder to suppress it directly!"

The eight elders of the Wumeng started arguing one after another.

"Okay, noisy, what a formality!"

The witch god frowned, and pressed his hands down, and all of the noisy burrows suddenly shut up and became quiet.

It can be seen that the witch gods of the Wumeng have great prestige here. Just pressing down with their right hands, they all became as quiet as a cicada.

"As for Ren Weiyong, he should be killed, but not now."

The witch god's eyes flickered, and he said lightly:

"Compared to Ren Weiyong, the most important thing we need to prepare for now is to deal with Xuankui!"

"This seat has already received the news that Zombie Wang Xuankui is ordering all the existences in western Xiangxi to gather at Coffin Mountain on the night of the full moon on July [-]th. This time I sent Bailou to Maoshan. The main purpose is to win over Maoshan. Form an alliance with us, go to Coffin Mountain together, and strangle Xuankui!"

"Xuankui?"

As soon as Wu Shenshen's voice fell, all the elders under his seat looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Sorcerer God, Xuankui has been promoted to Zombie King for a long time, and he is still a variant of zombies. His physical body may have reached the level of a golden-armored corpse, so he is not easy to deal with!"