Simultaneous travel: Each of me has a different golden finger

Chapter 98 Great Harvest, American Iai
"understood."

Bai Jing said he understood.

The so-called Zombie King is actually just a title that indicates the identity of the zombie leader. Whoever can command the zombies is the Zombie King.

Otherwise, according to the saying in ancient times, the only one who could be given the title of king was the legendary Golden Armored Corpse King.

"It's a good thing you've come out, otherwise if I were to bring Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai to deal with them, we would be really overwhelmed.

Strangely enough, after this group of zombies appeared in the world, they did not go around hurting people. Instead, they stayed here quietly, as if they were being controlled by someone.

It would be difficult for me to eliminate them alone, and it would be easy for them to show their vicious nature, so I just left them alone before."

Uncle Jiu took out a stack of yellow talismans from his arms and said, "We will set up the Xuanyuan Talisman Formation to deal with them this time.

After the formation is completed, wake up the white zombies on the outermost edge first, then wake up the black zombies after they are resolved, and proceed step by step in this way.

Even if the zombie in front of us runs out of talismans, I think it won’t be a problem for the two of us to deal with a mere hairy zombie.”

"it is good."

The two of them immediately began to set up the formation. After working hard for half the night, the red line linked the various corpse-summoning talismans together, making it extremely powerful.

"let's start."

Uncle Jiu held a handful of stones in his hand and threw them at the coffins outside.

"Snapped!"

A group of white zombies were disturbed and gradually woke up. They smelled the scent of the two people and slowly came over, jumping and skipping.

At this time, Shi Jian, who was far away in Renjia Town, sneered and said, "How can I let you have it so easy!"

On the table in front of Shi Jian stood an eight-diagram bronze mirror, reflecting the scene of Uncle Jiu and Bai Jing.

This is a rare high-level magic weapon in Maoshan, and it was only given to Shi Jian after he begged the elders of the headquarters for a long time.

The group of zombies were originally placed there by Shi Jian, and he even hired people to wipe out the original bandit den.

Shi Jian did this in order to keep a backup plan near Uncle Jiu's Taoist temple in case of emergency, but he didn't expect to use it to avenge his son first.

"Don't worry, son! I will kill Lin Jiu and Bai Jing right now to vent your anger.

As for the two little bastards Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, they will not escape death either!"

Shi Jian's face was full of hatred.

On the other side, in the zombie forest, many zombies suddenly revived. Not only the white zombies, but also the black zombies and hairy zombies opened their coffins and rushed towards the two.

"how so!"

Uncle Jiu said in surprise.

"Perhaps it's just like what you guessed, Master. These zombies all have owners, and they are waiting for us right now!"

There was a flash of coldness in Bai Jing's eyes.

“Is it… impossible!”

Uncle Jiu's pupils shrank, he couldn't believe it.

Besides Qiu Sheng and Wencai, the only one who knew they were coming here was Shi Jian!

This zombie forest has been formed for several years, and Shi Jian is so vicious that he has evil intentions towards him so early!
"Master, at this point, are you still willing to believe him?!"

"Ugh!"

Uncle Jiu sighed heavily and said, "Let's solve the crisis first!"

There are fifty zombies in total, and we must not let them go.

But it would be extremely difficult for the two of them to block them all!

"It's easy."

Bai Jing made a spell with his hands and shouted: "Maoshan disciple Bai Jing, sincerely asks Master Lu to come down to earth to help!"

An extremely pure yang force descended, Bai Jing's magic power increased greatly, his spirit was like the sun, and his face was like the scorching sun!
"This is a good idea!"

Uncle Jiu felt relieved. The depth of the connection between Bai Jing and Lu Zu was beyond his imagination.

Judging from his aura, with the blessing of Lu Zu's magic power, Bai Jing's cultivation might have reached the limit of Zhenye Taoist!

"Pure Yang Sword!"

Bai Jing flipped his hand, took out the ancient bronze sword from the devouring bag, put on the evil-repelling robe, and rushed into the group of zombies without saying a word.

"Tear!" The blazing flames wrapped around the sword, easily splitting the zombie's indestructible body.

Bai Jing's move is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. One strike of the sword will surely make a difference, and he will wipe out the group of zombies with unstoppable force!
[Ding, congratulations to the host for killing the white zombie and obtaining a wooden pole. ]

[Ding, congratulations to the host for killing the black zombie and obtaining an iron rod. ]

[Ding, congratulations to the host for killing the black zombie and obtaining an iron rod. ]

Uncle Jiu was watching outside the formation, but he had no intention of going to help.

Judging from the current situation, if he enters the formation, it will only make Bai Jing feel uneasy. It would be better for him to stay here and stop the escaping zombies.

A quarter of an hour passed, and with the last hairy zombie dying under Bai Jing's sword, the zombie horde was completely destroyed.

"Quick! Take the zombie bacteria out of his mouth now, or it will be too late!"

Uncle Jiu said hurriedly.

"Master, you still want to take this thing after all this time."

Bai Jing was helpless. The pure yang energy in his body had dissipated, and he put the ancient bronze sword back into the devouring sac.

"That's true... Let's go and ask your master for an explanation!"

…………

"Big Brother, what on earth is going on with that group of zombies!"

Uncle Jiu asked loudly.

"Huh, it seems you know everything!"

Seeing that his plan was discovered, Shi Jian stopped pretending and looked ferocious.

"It's really you!"

Uncle Jiu looked unhappy. He thought that since he joined the sect, he had always been very respectful to Shi Jian and did not dare to neglect him in the slightest.

But ever since he showed his extraordinary talent in cultivation, Shi Jian has regarded him as a thorn in his side!
In this way, he doesn't have to care about the friendship among fellow disciples!

"Shi Jian, I will inform the seniors of this matter, you can take care of yourself!"

"You killed my son and you want to file a complaint? No way!"

Uncle Jiu's expression changed again, and he said, "Shi Shaojian is your son! Isn't he your apprentice?"

"If you don't say so, then the position of the headmaster will be handed over to you!"

Shi Jian's magic power surged, and strands of thunder surrounded his arms.

According to the rules of Maoshan, the masters of the three palaces and six halls are not allowed to marry and have children. If they have children, they can only become fire-dwelling Taoist priests and have no chance to be in the main altar.

"You want to do it?!"

"Now that things have come to this, what else do I have to worry about?"

Shi Jian sneered, waved his hand, and a bolt of lightning struck the two of them.

"Lightning Thunder Fist!"

"Tongtian Lu - Five Thunder Talisman!"

"boom!"

When the two thunders collided, Bai Jing was at a disadvantage.

Seeing this, Shi Jian laughed and said, "You still want to fight me? You are not qualified enough now!"

"It is not enough to just practice Taoism."

With the help of Mingwei Lingmou, Bai Jing could clearly see that Shi Jian's cultivation had reached the late stage of Zhenye Taoist.

Even if one portion of pure Yang magic power can be used as three portions, the gap is still a little big.

But it doesn’t matter. The reason why Bai Jing has been using the power of Taoism is just to make it easier to deal with demons and monsters and to play a restraining role.

He has other systems for dealing with people.

Thinking of this, Bai Jing took out another devouring bag from his arms and injected magic power into it.

The smell of gunpowder gradually filled the room, and a machine gun appeared in Bai Jing's hand, with the black barrel pointed at Shi Jian.

"Master, I have traveled for three years and learned some American Iai techniques. Please teach me!"

(End of this chapter)