"How can a corpse king appear in the world now?!~"

Lei Gang shook his head, it seemed that he did not believe Mao Xiaofang's words.

Mao Xiaofang stood up, looked at the tomb of Cixi outside Gantian Town, and said, "How could I believe it, but the facts are in front of me, I have to wake up!"

"That zombie is versatile, knows human nature, uses spells, and understands magical powers. What would it be if it weren't for the corpse king?"

Lei Gang also felt that it was not simple. Although he thought he was better than Mao Xiaofang, he knew that the people who could make Mao Xiaofang afraid were definitely not ordinary.

"Young brother, don't worry. In a few days, it will be the Spring Festival in July. If we are really the corpse king, maybe we can ask the ghost messenger from the underworld for help?"

Mao Xiaofang could only nod and said, "This is the only way now."

Zombies at the level of the Corpse King are no longer something they can deal with, and they can only ask the secret agent to take action.

Mao Xiaofang's eyebrows stretched a little.

...

After dinner, we chatted for another afternoon, and it was dark when Mao Xiaofang and Lei Gang went back to their room to lie down.

In the Lei Gang Room.

Lei Gang sat up to the sky, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it, and white smoke wrapped around him like wisps.

"Ha!"

Lei Gang exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the true energy was retracted, and the energy was brought back to unite.

"Hmph, Mao Xiaofang, I will get back everything that should belong to me this time."

"Corpse King?!"

"Mao Xiaofang seems to be used to being comfortable in this Fuxi Hall. He can actually regard a zombie as the corpse king. It's a big deal."

"Is it possible that Mao Xiaofang is lying to me?"

"It seems that there is something strange about the excavated ancient tomb..."

Lei Gang was extremely arrogant and was a vengeful person. When he was young, he was expelled from Fuxi Hall by his father. After that, he traveled to Nanyang and was almost killed by the Nanyang surrender. It can be said that he had a miserable life, and Lei Gang also blamed Mao Xiaofang for all this.

Lei Gang's eyes were filled with cold light, and his head slowly floated from his neck, broke through the window and flew out.

Looking at his body again, although his head was missing on his neck, he did not bleed.

If you look closely, you can still see the incision of the neck as smooth as a mirror, and the blood vessels are squirming with the heartbeat, and they are still working normally.

This is the Nanyang head-suppression technique that Lei Gang said to practice - Feitou Surrender! ~

Lei Gang's head flew out, and first found a family's sheep pen. Looking at the sleeping sheep, a green light appeared in Lei Gang's eyes, as if he had seen delicious food.

"Click!"

He bit off the throat, and a large amount of blood sprayed out, and Lei Gang also started sucking in big mouthfuls.

This flying head fall requires sucking a large amount of essence and blood every day, otherwise the practitioner will be more likely to be backfired.

Lei Gang sucked enough blood and drove his head to fly out of Gantian Town, with the tomb of Cixi in the direction.

...

"It seems that Mao Xiaofang knows the Flying Dragon Seven Star Array, but he just doesn't want to reveal too much to me."

"No, you can't wait like this. It's still twenty years away from the plot of the Zombie Taoist Priest Yi. Who knows whether the two plots will be connected together. If you wait, you're afraid you'll get nothing?"

Qin Lin has now reached a bottleneck and can no longer be improved by absorbing this ordinary yin energy.

"I'm sorry!"

Qin Lin's eyes were full of cruelty.

"Sniff, smell!"

Qin Lin's nose moved and he noticed something had entered the tomb.

"Hidden your head and exposed your tail, you're all rats!"

Qin Lin punched out, and the violent force burst out directly from Qin Lin's fist.

"Bang!"

With the strength vented, the zombies in the entire tomb were alarmed.

Qin Lin looked at Lei Gang's head hiding behind the stone gate and smiled and said, "Lei Gang, you are looking for death, you dare to break into the tomb!"

Lei Gang was also shocked and exclaimed: "It's you, you are the one in the daytime? Could it be that the corpse king mentioned by Mao Xiaofang is you?"

Lei Gang passed by Qin Lin that day and felt that Qin Lin was unusual, but he didn't think much about it. He didn't expect that he would meet again here today.

He sneaked in with his flying head, and even the land gods could not notice it. It can be seen that Qin Lin is probably the corpse king.

Qin Lin stood up from the dragon throne with his hands on his back and said lightly: "It's obvious."

"Bang, bang bang..."

"What's the matter with the Lord?"

At this time, all the zombies had gathered in the tomb chamber and surrounded Lei Gang's head.

Qin Lin smiled and said, "The clown jumping."

Lei Gang said angrily: "Don't underestimate me, Moro surrenders!"

Lei Gang only realized Qin Lin's horror at this time. He could easily see his whereabouts, and he could also let so many zombies worship him as the mainstay. If he didn't use all his strength as soon as he came up, he was afraid that he would fall here today.

Originally, Lei Gang had only one head at this time, but suddenly, a black mist was shrouded in it, and Lei Gang actually condensed a body out of thin air.

"Moro descends to ten levels and the demon is born!"

Silks of black mist gathered in front of Lei Gang, and a huge monster phantom appeared in front of everyone.

The phantom was at least five or six meters high, with a ferocious face, waving his arms as thick as a pillar, and roaring towards Qin Lin.

At this time, all the zombies retreated and handed over the battlefield to Qin Lin and Lei Gang, as if they were planning something.

Qin Lin just glanced at him, laughed secretly, and then watched Lei Gang, who was rushing towards him.

"You are indeed a little more powerful than Mao Xiaofang, but in my eyes, you are no different from an ant."

“…”

Qin Lin once again used the Soul Art to attack Lei Gang with his soul power.

Qin Lin’s principle of fighting is to do less and not do anything.

"Puff!"

Lei Gang spewed out a large mouthful of blood arrow, his body flew backwards, and the phantom also shattered.

At this time, the Moluo Zhuang of Lei Gang obviously broke his power, leaving only a bloody head.

Lei Gang watched Qin Lin slowly walking towards him and shouted in fear: "How is it possible, how could there be a corpse king in this world?!"

"Impossible!"

Qin Lin sneered: "I am indeed not the corpse king, and I am just a zombie now."

"Still stubborn?"

"This is even more impossible! This..."

Before Lei Gang could finish his words, Qin Lin had already blown his head with one punch, and blood containing his brain splattered everywhere.

"It's so much nonsense!"

The blood splashed on Qin Lin's body was automatically absorbed into his body.

"Next, it's your turn..."
Chapter completed!