The fourteen monks in Prajna Temple are now dead and turned into zombies.

It surprised Wu Zhuo.

At this time, they were absorbing the power of the moon in the sky.

The robes on his body have decayed, and many places emit stench, revealing the black body inside, and the originally kind face has become hideous and terrifying.

The bright clouds of Buddhist practice have long dissipated.

Only the power of the zombie flows in the body.

They use resentment as their power and blood as their food, and walk in the darkness and are not accommodated by the world.

Wu Zhuo was invisible, and the divine light surged in his eyes. Seeing these zombies practicing, they only had the pure power of the Taiyin Moon Flower, and there was no blood.

"Depending on the situation, after these monks from Prajna Temple turned into zombies, they never went down the mountain to absorb blood and energy. Once they absorb blood and energy, they would become addicted, and their cultivation would also soar."

This is the first time Wu Zhuo has seen a zombie, and zombies have the saying of blood-sucking zombies.

Regarding this knowledge, he has seen relevant records from books in the library from Panlong Island to Taoist Academy.

Looking at the zombies that were absorbing the power of the moon, Wu Zhuo felt murderous intent in his heart. Zombies suck blood and it was an instinct for many zombies to start practicing by sucking blood and energy.

Once these zombies go down the mountain and taste the taste of blood, they will inevitably be unable to extricate themselves and immerse themselves in it.

At that time, countless people would die under the mouths of zombies. What's even more terrifying is that every person who is bitten to death by zombies can become a new zombie in the shortest time because the corpse contains zombie poison.

If this spreads without effective control, a zombie country will soon form.

With a click.

Wu Zhuo was thinking about the zombie, and accidentally stepped on a branch, making a crisp sound of the broken branch.

This sound seemed particularly loud in the quiet abandoned temple.

The zombies that were originally absorbing the power of the moonlight stopped, looked at the place where the sound was made, and kept twitching their noses.

Wu Zhuo was startled and hurriedly restrained his breath, but it was too late.

One of the zombies had sensed Wu Zhuo's breath, and a screamed strangely. Their body stretched out and flew over, stretched out their arms, and grabbed Wu Zhuo.

Wu Zhuo jumped and used the secret technique of shrinking the ground into an inch to avoid this attack.

"Everyone, I'm sorry. No matter whether you were a monk or not in your lifetime, you would turn into zombies after your death. For the sake of the people of the world, I, Wu Zhuo, will kill you today, let you return to the dust and land, and truly leave this world."

As soon as he opened his mouth, a white light appeared. The white light turned into a divine sword in the distance. The sword energy was like silk, and it contained thunder sound, and it rushed straight to the zombies everywhere with endless momentum.

The sword energy is as frost as it is, and it is in a state of being swept across the eight deserts and sweeping the world.

Wherever I passed, the heads of zombies were penetrated, and their bodies were broken by the sword energy, turning into pieces of minced meat.

Wu Zhuo controlled the flying sword to kill zombies. Whenever the zombies died, he even added a mouthful of real fire without hesitation, so that their real burning corpses could be destroyed and turned into dust.

Almost instantly.

Fourteen zombies were killed, and three were left.

The eyes of the three-headed zombies have changed, and they can all fly. With a certain degree of hazy consciousness, they can feel fear.

Looking at Wu Zhuo, who was watching the sword, flew up one after another, and went to his coffin and lay down straight. Then the zombie qi burst out, and he captured the coffin lid and tightly clamped the coffin.

"Escape."

A sharp light flashed in Wu Zhuo's eyes, "This zombie is already in psychic and wise, and must be killed as soon as possible. Otherwise, after they are psychic, they will not be willing to continue to practice hard in the mountains."

Holding the Wu hook sword in hand, he went to the place where the coffins were parked. These coffins have become extraordinary because they have been nourished by zombie energy for many years.

He knocked with the Wu hook sword, and all of them made a metal sound of metal attacking with metal.

"What can I do if it is hard? Can I block my master's magic weapon Wu hook sword?"

When Wu Gou Jian was activated, the sword energy was like a big net, covering the parked light curtain, and the coffin was shattered under the sword energy.

There were three coffins on it. Suddenly, black air was shattered, and the black light seemed darker than the night. After the black light appeared, the temperature nearby dropped a lot, and frost appeared faintly.

After the black light appeared, he rushed forward with the coffin, trying to escape from the sword net composed of sword energy.

The sword energy was like silk, spreading and condensing rapidly in the air, surrounding the coffin. Each wisp of sword energy contained a rolling thunder sound, which caused great damage to the zombies.

After hearing the thunder sound, the zombies in the coffin shivered, and the zombie energy in the body became a bit obscure.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the sword energy surged and burst the three coffins on the spot. Even though the zombies in them were as hard as iron, they could not stop Wu Gou Jian and all turned into debris.

After killing all the zombies in one breath, Wu Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief.

He took the Wu Gou Jian, took a magic pill and swallowed it, silently regaining his magic power.

In such a wilderness, you need to be vigilant and have a full body of magic power at all times, otherwise, it will be difficult to deal with once an unexpected situation occurs.

After recovering his magic power, he blew a mouthful of real fire and burned all the coffins scattered on the ground.

The coffins in this place are stained with the breath of zombies, and accidents are prone to occur.

After the flames were removed, Wu Zhuo was slightly stunned and found that there was a black wooden box that had not turned into ashes in the real fire.

"Although my mouth is not the true fire of Samadhi, it is a mouthful of pure sunlight that can melt all things in the world and be invincible.

There is actually a box that has withstood the sun fire and remains intact. It must be a rare treasure."

The Taishang Wuji Hunyuan Taoist Technique contains the Sun's body refining technique among the six Taoist methods. With this wonderful method, as long as you practice and comprehend it carefully, almost all the direct disciples can practice the Sun True Fire.

The true fire of the Sun is almost one of the symbols of the direct identity of the disciples of the Academy, and Wu Zhuo is naturally no exception.

After collecting the true sun fire, he stepped on and appeared in front of the black wooden box.

The surface of the box is carved with many profound and cumbersome runes, which communicate with the laws of heaven and earth and shine with evil light.

It would be fine if you don't look at it, but once you stare at it, it's like watching the most vicious devil since the creation of the world.

"What a strong murderous aura. The runes sealing the mysterious wooden box are polluted by the murderous aura and become cruel. The treasures in the box are probably a kind of treasure of killing."
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