Zombie World, I am a wild god in Renjia Town

Taoist Qianhe frowned slightly. Under the moonlight, the zombies looked as if they were taking drugs, with red and blue colors, and full of buffs, and became extremely ferocious.

"Look at me!"

Uncle Jiu was not at all flustered. He took out a piece of black paper from his bag of eight trigrams and tore out a bat shape at random. Then he pinched his fingers and chanted an incantation, "May the heavens and the earth be blessed, and may the bat take my shape and my will, covering the sky and the moon and displaying its might!"

"Hurry up as a law!"

"go with!"

After the spell was cast, Uncle Jiu loosened his hand, and the paper bat in his hand flapped its wings and flew high into the sky, spreading its wings like dark clouds covering the full moon.

As the full moon was blocked, the zombies mistakenly thought that the full moon had disappeared, and then they jumped into the coffins in an orderly manner, closed the coffin lids with a "bang" and fell asleep again.

"Wow, Master, your bat-covering-the-moon move is truly amazing!?"

Wencai exclaimed in surprise, while Qiusheng and Jiale also nodded in agreement.

“You have so much to learn!”

Uncle Jiu coughed dryly and took the opportunity to teach Wencai and Qiu Sheng, telling them not to become proud and complacent because of their great progress in cultivation.

"Master, we understand."

Wencai and Qiu Sheng answered in unison.

"That's pretty much it."

Uncle Jiu nodded with satisfaction. He really hoped that his two disciples would become successful. Now with Huang Daogong's blessing, Wencai and Qiu Sheng had a great chance to soar to the sky. He was afraid that they would become arrogant, so he would take the opportunity to correct their personalities.

Taoist Simu looked at Uncle Jiu and his disciples with envy. He also hoped that his own disciples could become successful.

It’s a pity that the opportunity has not come yet, so he has to endure it a little longer.

This battle must be won to show face in front of Huang Daogong.

He made a secret decision in his mind.

Taoist Qianhe looked at them and sighed in his heart. He was now a ghost, and his four disciples followed him as ghost messengers. As long as they accumulated good deeds, they would have an opportunity sooner or later. At the very least, they would be born into a good family in their next life, and the relationship between master and disciple would not be in vain.

"Junior Brother Qianhe, now that the corpses have returned to their coffins, let's discuss our next plan."

Uncle Jiu looked at the calming forest of coffins and was ready to prepare for his next plan.

"Brother, here's my plan. Coffin fungi are extremely cold, penetrating to the bone. Ordinary people can't stand it. I plan to have my disciples suck the coffin fungi out of the Zombie King's mouth. Then the three of us will deal with the Zombie King together, while Qiu Sheng and the other Yin messengers will deal with the ordinary zombies."

Taoist Qianhe briefly explained the plan.

"So doable."

Uncle Jiu agreed after a brief thought.

Taoist Simu was even more eager to go up and fight.

"I'll go back and bring the person over."

Seeing that his two senior brothers had no objections, Taoist Qianhe immediately went back to bring the ghost messenger over and briefly explained the situation to them.

The ghost messengers nodded in unison, indicating that they understood the order.

"Everyone, take action!!"

Everyone then jumped out and took their positions according to their respective responsibilities.

Taoist Qianhe held the Tianlei Qingzhu Sword with his hand, and together with Uncle Jiu who was holding the Jinqian Sword and Taoist Simu who was holding a stack of yellow talismans, they rushed towards the gloomy wooden coffin in the center.

They rushed over and kicked open the coffin lid without hesitation, revealing the hideous-looking zombie king inside, who kept swallowing and spitting out green-glowing coffin fungi.

Because of the suppression of the coffin fungus, the Zombie King has been sleeping for so many years, and he has no reaction even if someone kicks over the coffin lid.

Taoist Qianhe asked his disciples to suck up the coffin fungus, "Suck out the coffin fungus, and go help the others!"

"Yes, Master!"

His disciple did not dare to delay. He leaned over expressionlessly and sucked the coffin fungus hidden in the zombie king's throat mouth to mouth. Then he retreated quickly and went to help others.

Roar! !

As the coffin fungus was sucked away, the Zombie King opened his eyes as if he was woken up, and found that the coffin fungus he had nurtured for more than 20 years had been stolen. He immediately let out a low roar in anger.

Roar!Roar!

The next moment, roars of response rang out one after another throughout the entire forest of coffins.

boom!boom!

Immediately afterwards, with the sound of coffin lids being lifted up, zombies jumped out of the coffins again.

"kill!!"

The ghost officials had been waiting for a long time. When they saw the corpses coming out of the coffins, they immediately swung out the soul-catching ropes to hook the zombies and pulled them down. Then the ghost official next to them immediately raised their swords and jumped over to stab the zombies in the heart.

The zombie let out a miserable howl, opened its mouth and spewed out a breath of corpse gas, then collapsed to the ground and died on the spot.

"Take my sword!!"

Qiu Sheng took the Five Emperors' Gold and Silver Sword given by Huang Daogong and swung it, instantly cutting across the zombie's neck. Like a hot knife cutting through butter, he chopped off the zombie's head smoothly and it rolled to the ground.

He stepped forward and kicked it away.

The zombie, having lost its power, staggered forward two steps and fell down without a sound.

Stab! !

Wencai held the Bagua Zhensha Mirror in his hand and shone it at the zombie that was jumping towards him. The Bagua mirror instantly shot out a golden light which hit the zombie, causing it to scream and fly backwards.

"Jia Le, come on!"

Jiale clutched the bronze sword and rushed forward quickly. He thrust the sword into the chest of the fallen zombie with his backhand. The zombie screamed, struggled for a moment, and then stopped moving, dying.

kill! !

Qiu Sheng and his men cooperated with each other, rushed in as if they were in an empty space, and kept harvesting the lives of these zombies.

"Ding, destroy the zombies. Congratulations to the host for obtaining 200 merit points!"

"Ding, destroy the zombies. Congratulations to the host for obtaining 200 merit points!"

"Ding, destroy the zombies. Congratulations to the host for obtaining 200 merit points!"

In the main god space, Huang Dao received a series of system prompts. He looked at the ghost messengers and zombies fighting in his palm and nodded with satisfaction.

As his followers grew and his followers gained momentum, he no longer had to do everything himself as before.

Now he can just sit in the main god space, control the overall situation, and leave the specific matters to the people below.

He only needs to sit back at home and enjoy the fruits of his labor, and he can continuously gain incense points and merit points.

Now, he finally got a taste of the comfortable life of the gods in heaven.

Of course, his current territory is too small and his faith is not broad enough, so it is far from time for him to enjoy happiness.

He still has to continue to work hard to spread his faith, gain more believers and worship, so as to elevate his position and priesthood to a higher level.

Roar!

In the coffin forest, the zombie king in the gloomy wooden coffin roared and was about to turn over from the coffin.

"Please eat the yellow talisman!"

At this moment, Taoist Simu shouted and threw the yellow talisman in his hand out, and then crackling sounds and flashing sparks were heard in the coffin.

Taoist Simu threw out a yellow talisman, immediately made a gesture to summon the gods, and stomped his feet on the ground.

"Heaven and earth, please help me, Master, come quickly!"

"Grandmaster, help me!!"

As the spell fell, his body suddenly tensed up, his muscles swelled up like air, and soon he became as wild as a beast.

Roar! !

The Zombie King roared angrily and jumped out of the coffin with his Qing Dynasty funeral clothes torn to pieces by the yellow talisman.

Taoist Simu was not going to tolerate it. He raised his brows, clenched his fist and swung a punch. There was a dull "bang" and the Zombie King had just jumped out of the air when Taoist Simu punched him and he fell to the ground.

"Sacrifice the sword with blood, and open the seal with gold!"

"go with!"

Uncle Jiu picked up the Golden Money Sword, bit his finger and wiped it, and the Golden Money Sword immediately emitted a red light. As he pointed it at the Zombie King, the Golden Money Sword immediately shot out and pierced into the Zombie King's chest in an instant.

Roar! !

The Zombie King let out a scream, and just as he stood up, he was carried flying backwards again by the Money Sword.

Taoist Qianhe drew out the Heavenly Thunder Green Bamboo Sword, swung it, and shouted softly, "Thunder coming!!"

Stab it!

The next moment, an arc of electricity flashed on the bamboo sword, and a twisted lightning shot out like a flashlight and hit the Zombie King directly.

All of a sudden!

The Zombie King's entire body was struck by lightning, which shattered his flesh and blood like a thousand knives, leaving behind charred lines as if burned by smoke and fire.

Taoist Simu's eyes were wide open as he strode forward fiercely. He grabbed the Zombie King's ankle and pulled him up like the Hulk throwing Loki, throwing him left and right wildly. The Zombie King lost his temper and could only howl in pain.

The last one fell on the tree trunk, causing it to tremble and then roll to the ground.

Uncle Jiu took out a talisman bow wrapped in a yellow talisman and a talisman arrow also wrapped in a yellow talisman. He drew the bow and aimed at the Zombie King who stood up staggeringly and shot an arrow.

Stab! !

The talisman arrow shot into the Zombie King's body in the blink of an eye, sparks flew, and it continued to move forward, nailing the Zombie King to the tree trunk, making him scream in pain.

“Divine Thunder to Repel Evil!!”

Taoist Qianhe raised the Tianlei Qingzhu Sword high in the air and urged it with all his might. Dazzling lightning flashed and crackled on the bamboo sword.

The next moment, amid the Zombie King's desperate roar, thumb-thick purple-black lightning shot out, instantly hitting the Zombie King's body and spreading throughout his body in an instant.

boom! !

The Zombie King roared, and like a bulging tire exploding, blood and flesh splattered all over the ground.

This bandit zombie king was eliminated by a combination of punches from Uncle Jiu and his fellow disciples without any resistance.

I guess this is the most miserable death among all the zombie kings!

Chapter 116: Becoming Rich, Promoted to a Godly Position, Blessing Believers, and the True Spirit of Huang Daogong

"Ding, destroy the zombies. Congratulations to the host for obtaining 200 merit points!"

"Ding, destroy the zombies. Congratulations to the host for obtaining 200 merit points!"

"Ding, zombies eliminated, congratulations to the host for obtaining 2300 merit points!"

In the main god space, Huang Dao was like a signal receiver, constantly receiving system notification sounds for various merits and benefits.

Until he heard an extremely outstanding amount of merit.

He immediately nodded in satisfaction. Uncle Jiu and his fellow disciples were all capable people. It might be a bit troublesome for them to fight against this Zombie King alone, but if they joined forces, this Zombie King, who had most of his Yin energy and moonlight absorbed by the coffin fungus and was severely malnourished, would be no match for them.

He looked at his palm and saw that under the leadership of Uncle Jiu and his two brothers, the ghost officials were slaughtering the remaining zombies one-sidedly.

The reminder sound in his mind kept ringing like an alarm clock, but to his ears it sounded like the sound of nature, wonderful beyond words.

In the scene of the coffin forest.

With the massacre by Uncle Jiu and his men, the group of zombies cultivated by Mr. Yin Yang were completely wiped out.

Taoist Qianhe saw that all the zombies had been wiped out, so he asked Uncle Jiu and others to withdraw from the coffin forest. He then pulled out the palm-leaf fan behind him and fanned out bursts of fire at the coffin forest, setting the entire coffin forest on fire.

The coffin forest has been nurturing corpses for many years, and there is a Yin gathering formation that condenses Yin energy. The nearby grass and land have long been infected by Yin energy and corpse energy. They must be burned clean with a fierce fire. All the Yin energy, corpse energy and death energy must be burned together to make this place clean and clear - Qingming.

When the next spring comes and the spring rain falls, this place will come alive again. The seeds brought by birds and beasts will take root and sprout, giving birth to the next batch of flowers, plants and trees. In another ten or eight years, lush forests will grow again.

By then, the history and traces of the Coffin Forest will be completely wiped out and no longer exist.

Flames were burning fiercely in the coffin forest, and the flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the dark sky with a fiery red, as if the sky was burning in a raging fire.

At this moment, all the residents of Renjia Town and the surrounding villages who had not yet gone to bed saw this horrifying scene.

"Is it in the direction of the Coffin Forest?!"

"I know, it's Huang Daogong who's clearing out the zombies in the Coffin Forest!"