Zombie simulation, I was burned by the ninth uncle again

Ren Mu was actually very curious. The sixth-rank celestial master of Maoshan and the ninth uncle teamed up to deal with Hanba, who was also the ancestor of the sixth-rank zombies.

The result is that Hanba wins completely.

Ren Mu wanted to know the difference in combat power between the sixth ranks.

"Master Ren, if you were there last night, maybe Maoshan would be famous all over the world!"

Hearing this, Ren Mu raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Oh, do you think I will help Maoshan and suppress Hanba?"

"No, it's Maoshan's sixth-rank celestial master, and the fifth-rank master's life is in the hands of zombies. The world has since fallen into the fear of demons and ghosts!"

After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he kept staring at Ren Mu, wanting to see if he was in the same group as Han Ba.

When they passed Yanyun Mountain where Hanba was located last night, Ren Mu behaved very strangely, and even disappeared afterwards.

If there is no problem in it, no fool will believe it.

Besides, Ren Mu possesses a fire-type supernatural power, which is of the same origin as Hanba.

"Xiao Jiu, do you think you can afford Ben Zhi?"

Hearing this, an aura that shocked the world and looked down upon the world erupted from Ren Mu.

A gust of wind blew up and scattered everything in the cave.

"Master Ren, I'm afraid your strength is not inferior to that drought!"

Under Ren Mu's momentum, Uncle Jiu blocked his forehead.

After the gust of wind dissipated, he opened his mouth slowly, with a deep sense of temptation in his words.

He really didn't know Ren Mu's specific level.

But it is also very clear that the zombie in front of him may be on an equal footing with the ancestor of the sixth-rank zombie, Hanba.

I didn't feel that my views were too far-fetched.

You must know that Ren Mu has only been dead for 20 years.

The Hanba has lived for thousands of years, or even longer.

"Xiao Jiu, there's no need to test anything, I'm not interested in Maoshan, and at the same time, I can't get along with Han Yandou!"

"That little girl really couldn't help but be stiff, but her ghost still persists!"

As soon as the words fell, Ren Mu didn't stay in the dreary cave, but went out, looked up at the sky, and pretended a little.

with his current strength.

The flame war body increases the fire resistance by 50%, plus the original 34% resistance.

With all your strength, you can not be exhausted.

Even if the front is hard steel, it can remain invincible.

But the premise is that Hanba didn't use the ghost-like space magic power.

After chatting with Uncle Jiu for so long, Ren Mu also wanted to know if there was any limit to Hanba's extremely powerful space power.

For example, every time the space magic power is cast, is there a cooling time, and how many times can it be cast in total.

In this way, it can be calculated which level Maoshan Tianshi's combat power is at.

After all, it must be impossible to know the supernatural power of Master Maoshan directly from Uncle Jiu.

Hearing Ren Mu's words, Uncle Jiu asked with some doubts: "Little girl?"

From Uncle Jiu's reaction, Ren Mu felt that what they saw Han Ba ​​last night was not the image of the innocent but moody girl.

"Xiao Jiu, what is the state of the Hanba you saw?"

"A giant with a height of three feet and burning flames all over his body, except for the master's Zixiao Shenlei that can hurt Hanba, even if I set up the Houtian Bagua formation, I can't deal with him!"

"Isn't Houtian Bagua known as Maoshan's strongest defensive formation?"

Faced with Ren Mu's doubts, Uncle Jiu sighed.

"Master Ren, you don't know something. Even if you are surrounded by a formation, the Hanba can disappear in place, and then appear and attack us in an instant!"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Ren Mu secretly rejoiced: "Here we come, finally we've reached the topic!"

"Well, Hanba's teleportation is not a panacea!"

121. Treasure Sealing Evil Map

Ren Mu's words shocked Uncle Jiu unceasingly, as if he had been enlightened, and a look of joy appeared on his face instantly.

"Teleportation, is that the powerful supernatural power that Hanba can disappear every second?"

"Yi Luo Yu!" After receiving the exact information, Ren Mu sighed.

Twenty Luo Yu is equal to a moment, 48 minutes.

The cooldown time of Hanba's space movement every time is 2.4 minutes, which is 144 seconds.

"Xiao Jiu, how long have you been fighting Hanba?"

"Master Ren, to tell you the truth, the ancestor held Hanba for a quarter of an hour. I used my supernatural powers and the energy of the earth veins to arrange the Houtian Bagua array, but after being attacked twice by Hanba, I was seriously injured and fell into a coma."

"Perhaps you should know better than me what will happen next!"

"Xiao Jiu, what do you Maoshan think about Hanba?"

Since Uncle Jiu couldn't get the number of times Hanba used the space magic power, he changed his target.

I just want to know how much firepower the Hanba can attract.

"On this point, I have to wait for Maoshan Zuting's order!"

"Hey, let's go back and cultivate!" After chatting with Uncle Jiu for a few minutes, Ren Mu got a piece of useful information, and after leaving a sentence, he shot straight into the sky.

"Master Ren, you..."

Uncle Jiu watched Ren Mu's figure quickly disappear before his eyes, and was speechless in his heart.

He is now a severely wounded man who is exhausted and has no ability to protect himself.

As an elder, Ren Mu, who also saves the wicked, how could he just fly like this?

Ren Mu's actions made Uncle Jiu more and more unpredictable.

After continuing to meditate in the cave for half an hour, Uncle Jiu finally recovered a trace of mana and was able to walk back to Yizhuang with difficulty.

However, when he heard the voice from the foot of the mountain, his gratitude to Ren Mu increased even more.

"Uncle, where are you?"

"Jia Le, I'm here!"

As soon as Uncle Jiu walked out of the cave, he saw Jia Le with an anxious face, and immediately lit a torch.

"Master, it's great to see you. Just now a senior said that you are here and asked me to come and find you!"

The senior that Jiale mentioned was Ren Mu without thinking about it.

"That senior is the City God of Renjia Town!"

"Ah, it turned out to be Master Chenghuang, I didn't kowtow to salute just now!"

"Okay, help me down the mountain first, and then I will let you go to the Chenghuang Temple to offer incense!"

With the help of Jia Le, Uncle Jiu successfully walked to the foot of the mountain, and couldn't help feeling that he finally survived in the hands of Han Yan.

Qingqing saw Jia Le supporting Uncle Jiu, with a happy smile on her face.

"Daozhang, hello!"

"Well, Qingqing!"

A group of three people slowly moved towards Renjia Town.

It is nearly a hundred miles away from Yizhuang, and it takes at least three or five hours to walk.

"Uncle, just call me Afang from now on!"

"Ah Fang?"

Jia Le looked at Uncle Jiu with a smile on his face, and could see that he liked the name he changed very much.

"That's right, that senior just now, City God said, the deceased is gone, if you really want to commemorate Master, then change your name."

"Master's Taoist name is Simu, and he walks in all directions, so I will change his name to Sifang!"

"Well, let's call it A Fang!" Since it was to commemorate the four eyes of the junior brother, Uncle Jiu couldn't say anything.

When it was almost dawn, Uncle Jiu and the others were resting on the road.

"Daoist, drink water!"

"Thank you!"

After finishing the water bottle that Qingqing handed over, Uncle Jiu looked at the slightly frail and helpless girl in front of him and said, "Qingqing, what are your plans?"

"Uncle, Master Chenghuang asked Qingqing to go to his place and be a temple congratulatory!"

"Well, that's fine!"

"Uncle, Master Chenghuang also said that Brother Wencai should go with him!"

"What..." Hearing this, Uncle Jiu was immediately surprised!

He didn't know why Ren Mu would take a fancy to an apprentice Wen Cai who was not qualified enough but had a stupid brain.

However, after thinking about it for a while, Wei Wei had no choice but to admit it.

I thought: "Perhaps Wencai, in the hands of Lord Ren, can realize its due potential!"

...

When Afang found Uncle Jiu, Ren Mu had already returned to Chenghuang Temple.

Seriously looking at the map in front of him, it was found from the charred corpse of Murong Guijian.

The map is less than three inches in size, and the lines inside are very subtle.

If you don't look carefully, it may be regarded as a blank parchment!

In the record of the simulator in the hands of the spiritual consciousness constantly, the map of Houqing,

Suddenly, a prompt from the simulator sounded in Ren Mu's mind.

[Fengxie map, inserted into the ground veins can gather corpse energy and evolve into a corpse field! 】

An introduction about Feng Xie Tu appeared in his mind, and a short sentence made his heart extremely excited.

Evolving a corpse field, isn't this a small world?

However, what is in his hand is not the map of Houqing, the ancestor of the zombies, how did it become the map of Fengxie?

At this time, Ren Muyi grasped Feng Xietu.

Immediately, a feeling like being directed by an arm surged into my heart.

It was as if he had been in contact with this evil plan for hundreds of years.

But he obviously only got this evil plan now.

Moreover, Ren Mu, who has always been cautious, did not feel any horror from it.

There is an independent space in Feng Xie Tu, where corpse energy is tumbling.

Other than that, there's nothing special about it.

"Whoosh!" Ren Mu rolled up Feng Xie Tu with his corpse energy, letting it float above the heads of the zombies under him.

These zombies were all used to deal with the fifth-rank demon king before.

After killing Murong Guijian, the remaining dozen or so were still able to move.

After the body gas rolled up, they simply brought them back to the City God Temple. They can be used as vases or something to increase the sense of mystery.

"Woo!" When Feng Xietu flew over the heads of this group of zombies, they all fell down one after another, as if all the corpse energy had been sucked away from their bodies.