Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

Ghost Face controlled the silver-armored corpse puppet and stared suddenly at the ground.

The scattered rotten flesh was crawling on the ground at a slow speed. Instead of reorganizing, they clung to other living dead kneeling on the ground.

If you look closely, you will see small tentacles the size of rice grains protruding from underneath the rotten meat. It is these small tentacles that allow them to wriggle.

When the rotten flesh clings to the living dead, it will use its small tentacles to tear off the opponent's clothes and slowly penetrate into the living dead's body.

Ghost Face told everyone what he saw truthfully and said in a deep voice: "Old Zhu, lend me a fire!"

Fire can burn everything, no matter what kind of monsters you are, it will burn them all.

It's a pity that His Highness is not present. You must know how domineering the Shen family's "Eastern Emperor Sutra" is. It burns the sky and cooks the sea with infinite power. When the sun comes out, all fires surrender.

My Netherworld Fire Master targets the soul, and the fire technique of hundreds of generations can be used as a fire bomb, but forget about burning people. Only the fire of Zhulong can rival his highness.

"Pay attention to safety." Chenlong looked at Zhulong.

"Ah."

Zhulong responded and jumped into the air. The Han sword in his hand was unsheathed. The alternating light and dark phenomena appeared in the sky. The red sun hung high on one side and the bright moon illuminated the canal on the other side.

Ghost Face couldn't help but complain: "This guy has to make some noise every time he draws his sword, right?"

"Don't you cry like a ghost when someone casts a spell?"

Baishi put his hands in his sleeves, arched his eyebrows and said with a smile.

Ghost Face raised the middle finger technique he learned from Shen Yi'an towards Baishi.

If he hadn't been on a mission now, he would have had a fight with Baishi.

Baishi responded silently, saying that he would do the same.

In the temple, the silver-armored corpse puppet jumped backwards and left the square under the command of Ghost Face.

The blazing sun sets the prairie ablaze.

Two days passed across the sky, and the cold sword energy and golden flames filled the sky turned into a rain of fire and fell.

Under the intentional control of Zhulong, a vacuum zone was formed above the ancient Bodhi tree.

The drizzle of sword energy accurately penetrated the heads of all the living dead, and the blazing golden flames exploded from the inside out, forming pillars of fire that illuminated the entire temple and the top of the mountain.

Amidst the crackling sounds, the smell of burnt corpses carried a heat wave from the temple to the bottom of the mountain, and everyone subconsciously closed their sense of smell.

"Not right..."

Ghost Face controlled the silver-armored corpse puppet and stood on a crooked-necked tree outside the temple wall, observing the situation in the square.

In the flames, the surface of the living dead had been burned to char, but the inside of the body seemed not to be affected.

Even zombies can't withstand the burning from the inside out by the Zhiyang Golden Flame. What on earth are these ghosts?

"Tuk!"

The disappearing sound of the wooden fish suddenly made a loud sound, as if it contained overwhelming anger.

Ghost Face was shocked, and the sense of crisis made him subconsciously cut off the vision shared with the Silver Armored Corpse Puppet.

"Are you okay?"

Seeing the ghost, the wolf head suddenly took half a step back and asked with a frown.

"I'm fine. Let the hidden soldiers go down the mountain first and wait. This place is very weird and they can't help." Ghost Face commanded the Silver Armored Corpse Puppet to retreat first and then said in a deep voice.

Chenlong turned his head and motioned to Yinhu to lead the hidden soldiers down the mountain first.

In the square, the burning dead recited obscure scriptures and trembled as they stood up one after another. The palms clasped in front of the chest struggled to separate, and the fingers moved in a twisted state.

"Om mani... Om mani..."

"Tuk!"

The chanting became louder and louder, and there was another dull wooden fish sound.

The charred mouth of the living dead began to open wide and split open towards the cheek, revealing the sharp fangs inside. The expression was neither crying nor smiling, which was particularly ferocious.

"Tuk!"

All the living dead looked towards the temple gate.

"Tuk!"

"Be careful, they're coming down."

Zhulong's voice echoed in everyone's ears.

A line of fire ignited on the top of the mountain, and the densely packed living dead rushed towards everyone like flaming demons in hell.

"It's okay to come down."

Chi Ming shrugged and smiled. In the battle in the courtyard, they would inevitably worry about the ancient Bodhi tree being unable to use their hands and feet.

"Don't let them get close!" Ghost Face shouted, knowing full well the strange voices of these living dead.

The silver-armored corpse puppet took the lead, firing a charged cannon into the crowd of living dead.

"Bang bang!"

The muffled sound of punches hitting the flesh could be heard, and the living dead were constantly being punched into the air.

Ghost Face's eyes narrowed slightly. The physical strength of these living dead had become countless times stronger than before. The flesh that could be crushed by the wind of a fist could now withstand the full force punch of the Silver Armored Corpse Puppet.

The candle dragon that was in the air flipped its sword, and slashed out streaks of cold sword energy, building several ice walls among the living dead to temporarily divide the battlefield.

Wolf Head and Bai Shi stood on the left and right, blocking the living dead who were trying to get around.

Several living dead who jumped up and flew down were shot back one by one by Wu Ma with killing arrows.

"When evil comes, don't do it first."

Chi Ming stretched out his hand to stop evil that was about to move.

"why?"

Xilai was a little angry and refused to fight. The meal just now was not in vain.

"You don't have weapons. Ghost Face just reminded you. It's best not to let these ghosts get close."

Chi Ming is well aware of the nature of evil. Once he is hit, he likes to fight hand-to-hand, completely ignoring the reminders of his companions.

"Don't you have any weapons now?"

Evilai snorted, he naturally understood his situation, and it was a little uncomfortable to be exposed like this.

Chi Ming spread his hands, and two iron chains as thick as a baby's arms hung from his sleeves to the ground.

"Chi Ming, what the hell are you doing? Come and help!"

Ghost Face's scolding sound came. These living dead seemed to be invincible. Even if they were chopped into several pieces, they would still survive. The few hundred living dead made everyone feel pressured.

"coming!"

Chi Ming dragged the chain without saying anything, turned around, stepped over the ghost face, and rushed toward the crowd of living dead.

"Evil comes, do me a favor."

"Throw me up."

Chenlong's voice brought Evil back to his senses.

"What are you going to do?" Evilai narrowed his eyes.

"Let's meet the real culprit behind the scenes. My Qinggong is not very good, so I need your help."

Chen Long smiled slightly. Gu Yu and the other masters of the Demon Cult seemed not to be among the crowd of living dead. The strange sound of the wooden fish was probably made by them.

Since the wooden fish sound has the possibility to control the living dead, why not go straight to Huanglong.

"Is it okay for you to be alone?" Erai said in a deep voice.

"If you can't beat me, I will run away. You guys are right behind me."

"Understood, pay attention to safety."

"go with!"

Evilai pushed out with all his strength, and Chenlong turned into a cannonball that flew up and fell straight into Powan Temple.

"Is this the ancient Bodhi tree? It's really big."

After landing smoothly, Chen Long was slightly surprised when he saw the ancient Bodhi tree for the first time, and then turned his eyes to the main hall directly in front of him.

The hall was pitch black and blurry, and nothing could be seen. It was like a black hole that absorbed all the light that tried to enter.

Several living dead noticed Chenlong rushing towards them.

Chenlong stood there without looking back and struck the ground with his halberd.

"Boom!"

There was an ear-piercing roar, and an invisible air wave shattered several living dead.

"Not dead?"

Chenlong noticed the rotten flesh squirming on the ground out of the corner of his eye.

"Tuk! Tuk! Tuk."

"Donor! Put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!"

The sound of wooden fish started again, and a hoarse and joking voice came from the hall.

"Sorry, I have become a demon."

Chen Long smiled solemnly, his eyes filled with black energy. He spun the euphorbia in his hand and then swung it forward.

Split Heavenly Halberd·Silent!