Time passed and night fell quickly. Chen Jing took Qin Xian and sat on the roof of a house with an excellent view.
Looking at the four masters and disciples wearing green robes and Taoist uniforms in the square in front of him, Qin Xian looked at them curiously.
There are various small flags, altars with various talismans, Bagua mirrors, peach wood swords, rope nets soaked with black dog blood, glutinous rice that has been exposed to the sun...
Master Zhang holds a seven-star copper coin sword in his right hand and a simple Sanqing bell in his left hand. He sits domineeringly in front of the altar. The three apprentices also stand behind the altar, holding their own magical weapons, ready to support Master Zhang at any time.
"It seems very powerful..." Qin Xian couldn't help but say.
Chen Jing also nodded in agreement and said: "Let's not take action for the time being. Let's see what these people can do first!"
Time passed as the four masters and disciples were waiting in a tight formation. Quarter after quarter of an hour passed. The waiting did not make the four relax, but made them more vigilant.
Suddenly, a very slight sound of footsteps reached everyone's ears, and the four masters and disciples immediately cheered up.
Chen Jing smiled playfully and said, "The great terror is coming!"
"哐..."
Following the sound that sounded like a gong, a staggering figure gradually appeared in everyone's eyes.
Torn peasant clothes, bloodless face, long fangs, and shocking deep bite marks on the neck.
But the most eye-catching thing is not these, but a hammer and a large iron basin in his hand.
"哐..."
In the astonished eyes of everyone, the staggering figure hit the iron basin in his left hand hard with the hammer in his right hand, and then ran frantically towards the four masters and apprentices in the square.
Master Zhang has seen the world, and saw the great terror appearing like this. His expression was not moved at all, but the three disciples behind him couldn't help laughing.
Master Zhang gave the three apprentices a stern look and said: "It is indeed a corpse. Prepare a dog blood net. When I knock this big terror to the ground, you will tie him up with the dog blood net!"
After Master Zhang finished giving instructions, he rushed forward to face the great terror.
Spiritual power surged out from Master Zhang's sea of consciousness and entered the Sanqing Bell along his fingers. Master Zhang shook the bell with his backhand.
"Ding Dong..."
The crisp ringtone actually froze Da Terror's figure.
Master Zhang took this opportunity and struck the big terror hard with the copper coin sword in his right hand, and a stream of white smoke immediately emerged from the latter's body.
Da Terror retreated in pain, and Master Zhang pursued him.
The copper coin sword thrust forward again, and the terrifying iron basin blocked it with one move.
Master Zhang obviously had some skills in boxing and kicking. He jumped up and kicked the iron basin in front of Big Horror's chest. The already stiff body of Big Horror lost his balance and was kicked to the ground.
Seeing this, the three disciples took the opened dog blood net and rushed up in the blink of an eye, catching the big terror lying on the ground in one fell swoop.
The four masters and disciples immediately pressed tightly on a corner of the dog blood net, causing the big terror in the net to explode with crackling sounds.
As the pungent corpse odor filled the air, the Great Horror gradually succumbed. Master Zhang saw the right moment and stabbed the Great Horror between his eyebrows with one sword.
The latter struggled violently twice and then made no sound.
"This master has two brushes!" Qin Xian enjoyed watching the scene just now.
"Huh, that's it?"
Chen Jing sneered and said:
"This level of corpse transformation can only be regarded as a zombie, not even a zombie."
"Didn't you see that it can still walk? It even retains a trace of consciousness from when it was alive. It knows how to use a hammer and an iron basin as weapons. It must have used this to protect itself before it died."
Chen Jing continued:
"Although this zombie's internal organs have been invaded by corpse poison, its limbs have not completely become rigid, and its strength and speed have not been fully strengthened. This gave the four masters and disciples a chance to defeat it!"
"Another great terror is coming!" Chen Jing suddenly reminded.
"What else?" Qin Xian wondered.
"Have I ever said that there is only one great terror?" Chen Jing rolled his eyes at Qin Xian.
"Roar……"
When the four masters and disciples were immersed in the joy of defeating the great terror, strange sounds once again filled the square.
Hearing this roar, Master Zhang seemed to have remembered something, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly ordered his disciple:
"This is a zombie that has truly cultivated itself. We are no match for you! Run away! How many can survive!"
Before the three apprentices could react, Master Zhang rushed out of the square in an instant, but in less than a second, Master Zhang flew back and hit the square hard.
"Hey! It's too late!" Master Zhang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and climbed up from the ground with difficulty. There was a strong sense of regret in his eyes, and the three disciples beside him were also frightened.
These four strong emotional powers naturally took advantage of Chen Jing, who was sitting on the roof.
"It's all because I don't know the heights of the world!"
After thinking of this, Master Zhang seemed to have made up his mind and told his disciple:
"The teacher will try our best to hold them down in a moment. You guys quickly find a place to hide. Whether you can survive or not depends on fate!"
As soon as Master Zhang finished speaking, two figures appeared in the square jumping one after another, each jumping four or five feet away.
Through the moonlight, we can make out that the figures are a man and a woman, they look like a couple.
Master Zhang stared at these two figures, and the rich spiritual power surged out from the sea of consciousness, and was absorbed by the copper coin sword and Sanqing Bell in his hand.
Master Zhang shouted behind him:
"Run quickly!"
Then he rushed out.
Qin Xian saw that the male figure kissed the female figure's abscessed face with a mouth full of fangs. Qin Xian quickly closed his eyes because it was so painful.
After the male figure made some flattering movements, he faced Master Zhang.
Master Zhang's bell swayed, and the male figure only paused slightly, but this meal was a blow from Master Zhang's sword.
The rising white smoke angered the figure. Regardless of the pain in his hand, he snatched Master Zhang's copper coin sword and threw it away.
Another force grabbed Master Zhang's neck, and the latter had no time to dodge.
The figure held Master Zhang to his nose and sniffed it, then threw him out again as if he disliked the smell of Master Zhang's old blood.
Master Zhang flew out and smashed the altar, revealing three disciples hiding under the table.
Seeing that their bodies were exposed, the three of them decided to fight for their lives, so they threw everything around them at the figure, including glutinous rice, dog blood nets, and talismans.
But it didn't have much effect, it just caused white smoke to rise from the latter's body.
Seeing the three disciples of Master Zhang, the male figure seemed very happy. He roared a few times at the female figure and then jumped towards the four masters and disciples like lightning.
Just as he jumped closer, the figure froze in mid-air without warning, unable to move forward or backward.
"Observe carefully here and learn how the fire bomb technique works!" Chen Jing told Qin Xian and jumped to the square.
He finally took action.
"Not bad! It's barely a zombie, but it's still not good enough. It's not even a purple zombie yet."
Chen Jing said calmly to the zombie couple.
The four masters and disciples, who had been frightened to death, had no idea how Chen Jing appeared.
The couple zombies felt a strong sense of oppression from Chen Jing, and they roared to the sky in unison.
"Have you called your companions? Well, call them all, so that I don't have to go through any trouble!" Chen Jing stood in the square and waited.
After a while, a frightening voice reached everyone's ears from far to near.
"Help, there are zombies, help..."
I saw a handsome, fat, white man running towards the square, rolling and crawling in fear.
When passing by a female zombie, the big fat man was frightened again.
However, due to the power of Chen Jing, the female zombie did not dare to act rashly.
The fat man was able to run up to Chen Jing. For some reason, the fat man felt that the fear in his heart had weakened a lot since he came to Chen Jing.
After giving Chen Jing a flattering smile, he turned around and threw his majestic back to Chen Jing.
The fat man hurriedly looked around the square, but he was extremely confused in his heart. He didn't know what was going on at the moment, but he didn't even know how much damage his turning around caused Chen Jing.
So much so that the male zombie, who had been imprisoned in mid-air by the dust mirror, fell to the ground.
Just when the big white fat man turned around, a big white butt broke into Chen Jing's sight without any warning, and then with lightning speed, it was deeply engraved in Chen Jing's mind, becoming leaving an eternal shadow in the latter's heart.
There are two bloody teeth marks on this big white buttocks. It seems that it was attacked by zombies at a convenient time.
Based on the torn pants that couldn't cover his big buttocks, it's not difficult to imagine the horrific injuries the fat man suffered and the horrific inhuman torture he suffered.
Chen Jing screamed miserably, slapped the fat man on the ground, and said viciously:
"Get to the back!"
The poor fat man was ravaged like a zombie, and now he is treated like this by Chen Jing. The grievances in his heart are beyond words.
The desire to survive forced the stunned fat man to instinctively remind: "Taoist Master, let's run quickly. If we don't run, it will be too late. There are zombies, so many zombies!"
But before the fat man finished speaking, a huge and endless army of zombies appeared in front of the square, with ferocious roars and white fangs, jumping, jumping, running or crawling, extremely... It moved toward the square with a sense of oppression.
In this zombie army, there are people dressed as farmers, some dressed as Confucian scholars, some dressed as sergeants, and some dressed as wealthy businessmen. There are even a few people at the end of the team wearing Taoist robes. The ones who jump up and down are the ones who shout the most happily. .
Seeing such a shocking scene, one of Master Zhang's three disciples immediately peed his pants, and the remaining two were also frightened and fainted. Although Master Zhang was a little better, his old face was full of tears. pale.
Qin Xian's expression on the roof was not much better, and he was extremely shocked. Only then did he understand why Chen Jing said that Master Zhang's cultivation was not good enough.
Naturally, the seal of impermanence did not let go of the emotional energy of several people. Rich light surged out from several people's bodies, and then submerged into the vortex formed by the Yin and Yang Pisces between Chen Jing's eyebrows. Finally, it was transformed into pure energy, which was stored in Chen Jing's consciousness. Sea.
(End of chapter)
