Urban God-level Selection System

Zhang Daoshan was thrown to the ground, and only by touching the zombie's mouth with his hand could he avoid being bitten.

Zhang Wanlin hurriedly cut with the peach wood sword.

The mahogany sword burned a golden hole on the zombie's back, accompanied by a smell of rotten flesh being burned.

It screamed again and again and rolled to the side.

Zhang Wanlin was surprised when he saw it. Isn't this the Luo puppy?

"Just blame it for being careless!"

Zhang Daoshan posted a corpse talisman for Luo Puppy with a calm face.

Luo puppy was motionless.

"You want to stop me tonight with your ability?"

The black-robed man smiled.

"Then how do you know if you don't try?"

Zhang Daoshan's figure flashed, and together with a few shiny yellow symbols, he rushed towards the black robe man.

The black-robed man did not move at all, but the ground behind him suddenly soared into the sky, and the heavy soil was lifted all over the sky, falling like rain, and sprinkled on the behemoth that jumped out of the ground.

The talisman paper scattered around Zhang Daoshan suddenly gathered in front, forming a golden shield.

The behemoth blasted the Fudun with a punch, and the golden light waves formed by the talisman paper fell to pieces in an instant, and Zhang Daoshan flew upside down.

The mud rain fell completely, revealing the figure of that behemoth, Zhang Wanlin was a little dumbfounded, is this a human or a beast?

This person was as tall as two adults, with knotted muscles, and the flesh on his shoulders and arms looked like rolling hills.

The skin is dark green, in contrast to the scarlet mouth.

It is coming here step by step.

Zhang Wanlin helped Zhang Daoshan back step by step, but dozens of pairs of green eyes appeared around him. They were bright like wildfire.

The outline around the eyes slowly emerged from the darkness, and it turned out to be a rotting corpse.

Some of them were a corpse that had just died, while others were a skeleton with some dried meat attached to it.

The low roar overwhelmed the master and apprentice.

Zhang Daoshan coughed twice and said, "Surgery of corpse control! I didn't expect you to be so powerful."

The humanity: "Excuse me."

A pair of Hanmang looked over, "You have a way of life, and that is to give this person to me."

Sweeping his eyes on Zhang Wanlin's body made Zhang Wanlin really uncomfortable. At the same time, his gully face made Zhang Wanlin very familiar.

Where has this face been seen?

"How can this Dao be so easy to bully?"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Daoshan waved his robe sleeves, and dozens of yellow symbols flew out of the robe, gathered above his head and hovered, with golden light flickering.

When the carrion saw these talisman papers showing fear, he hesitated, but the giant roared and stepped forward one after another.

Zhang Daoshan's seal was formed, and the circling talisman shot out one by one, like golden sharp arrows, piercing the body of the carrion, and the carrion screamed and turned into dust one by one.

At this moment, the black-robed man suddenly raised his head and began to inhale the black gas that came from Old Man Luo.

The corpse soul has been refined! Zhang Daoshan shouted anxiously: "Boy, stop him!"

Zhang Wanlin immediately rushed to the black-robed man, with the red clothes guarding him.

A thick fist set off a violent storm to hit Zhang Wanlin, and the red shirt opened Zhang Wanlin in time, only to see a big tree next to him crashing down.

Zhang Wanlin had lingering fears, and the giant screamed fiercely, as if angry at the missed shot, rushed forward.

The red dress greeted him with a whip of flame in his hand.

Master Luo's body became more transparent, as if the whole body had turned into that black energy and slowly entered the mouth of the black-robed man.

The black energy has become more vigorous.

Zhang Wanlin didn't dare to neglect, and continued to rush towards the black-robed man, but a few carrion corpses roared and rushed over, their paws stuck in his flesh, and their teeth bit into the flesh.

Severe pain came from all over, Zhang Wanlin grinned, cold sweat broke out, and stabbed several carrion corpses with a peach wood sword.

Several carrion corpses turned into dust, but more rushed towards him, his whole body was already scarred.

At this time, a few yellow symbols fell from the sky and blew up around Zhang Wanlin, thick smoke billowing.

The carrion around Zhang Wanlin was gone, it turned out that they were a few yellow symbols from Zhang Daoshan.

Zhang Wanlin saw Zhang Daoshan without a yellow talisman drowning in the group of corpses instantly, and wanted to save him, but there was a more important task before him.

Old man Luo's body has faded like misty mist, and he can't delay any longer.

He rushed behind the black-robed man, and the golden mahogany sword went straight down like an angry violent thunder.

boom! All the carrion turned into dust, Zhang Daoshan struggled to get up, his robe was bitten to pieces, and fresh blood was still stained on it.

I can't help but think that Zhang Wanlin, this kid, has succeeded! ?

Under the thick fog, I couldn't see what was happening in front of me, and I couldn't help worrying.

"Boy, what's wrong with you?"

When I got closer, I saw Zhang Wanlin lying on the ground. Zhang Wanlin said, "Master, I'm sorry, I couldn't stop him..." In a short time, Zhang Daoshan's face became extremely ugly, so now the flying corpse Has it become a drought?

As soon as the drought came out, the land was scarcely thousands of miles away.

The black-robed man stood in front of them, and the thick fog engulfed him, making him look ethereal.

His face is no longer grooved, but lean and firm, his eyes twinkling.

Zhang Wanlin only remembered now, that face was the corpse in the wooden coffin in the mountain! He came out, so what about the other two?

"Little Taoist priest, I let you go, but you don't. It's too late to leave now."

Zhang Daoshan froze as soon as he used Huang Fu, and he involuntarily approached the tall figure.

What a powerful mana! That person was like an abyss of death in front of him.

"Master!"

Zhang Wanlin shouted, about to get up, but when the black-robed man swept his eyes, he immediately lay on the ground limply.

"The blood of the Taoist priest, I haven't drunk it for a long time."

The black-robed man smiled and licked his lips, his two sharp canine teeth gleaming with cold.

Suddenly, a violent light smashed over, and the black-robed man crossed his arms and was enveloped in this layer of light. The robe fluttered, actually resisting the light abruptly.

The light was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes, and Zhang Wanlin vaguely saw three men in blue and white Taoist robes coming from the light.

A person in the middle has a childlike face with a crane in his hand, holding a whisk in his hand, and the white falling Hu is very elegant.

The man on the left was small, but he carried a huge sword, which was rusty and bronze.

On the right is a woman with a pony tail, her beautiful eyes are quiet, her small lips are elegant, and she is not a black sword. The bead on the hilt of the sword is like an eye, flowing divine light, and the sword body seems to see a trace of black air.

After the light passed, the man in the black robe was so exhausted that he couldn't help kneeling halfway.

I raised my eyes and looked around, seeing the three people standing next to me, and couldn't help laughing: "Qinggang Great Sword, Soul Eye Sword, I saw two of the famous Ming artifacts on the previous list tonight."

His eyes finally fell on the old Taoist: "This Maoshan is no longer the Maoshan it used to be."

"If you want to come, you will live a long time."

The old Taoist commanded: "Set up an array!"

The huge sword shook behind the man. Zhang Wanlin was still thinking about how this man drew his sword out of his back. Now that he understood it, he saw the huge sword soaring into the sky, with a blue aura, and steadily stopped in front of the man.