"Damn it…What's going on?”
Furious roars came from the zombie forest.
Shi Shaojian's face was dark and his eyes were filled with hatred as he stared at the zombies around him.
At this moment, he was already surrounded by zombies. It was as if he had encountered delicious food. His scarlet eyes wanted to tear him into pieces.
"Roar…"
"Roar…"
Then, the zombies bared their sharp fangs and pounced on Shi Shaojian.
His straight arms were like blades as they sliced through the air.
"You bastards, do you really think I'm easy to bully?”
When Shi Shaojian saw this, he was furious.
In the next moment, he raised the mournful staff in his hand, and it was like a fierce wind.
Wherever he passed, ghostly qi lingered, and ferocious faces lingered around his body.
Especially when the mournful staff smashed into the zombie's body, it instantly sent it flying. Blood splattered everywhere as it smashed heavily onto the ground.
It even smashed into the head and exploded like a watermelon.
"F * ck…Big brother, this stick is cool…I like this!”
Not far away, the little fox raised her head and hurriedly said.
Flames flickered in her beautiful eyes as she rubbed her hands together, trying to snatch it away.
When Lin Feng saw this, his face darkened." Are you sure you want this wailing stick?”
"Yes!"
Suddenly, a different scene appeared in Lin Feng's mind.
The Mourning Staff was originally black, but the little fox had a fire god art. When it was used, it would definitely be covered in flames.
This was simply a fire stick…normally, it was as black as ink, but when used, it was as if it was burning on coal.
Moreover, there was also Sister Bao, who was beautiful and had a wild way. She even held a dragon tooth that was like a kitchen knife.
This bastard, the combination of a fire stick and a kitchen knife was simply a perfect match!
"Roar…audacious junior, you dare to come to my mountain to cause trouble…Are you courting death?”
At this moment, a voice filled with dignity and anger suddenly echoed throughout the entire mountain.
The zombies that were attacking Shi Shaojian suddenly stopped and knelt in the direction of the sound.
Shi Shaojian was also blinded by this scene and looked in the direction of the voice.
At the same time, a strange smile appeared on Lin Feng's face as he muttered to himself,""You're finally out?"
However, his face was as calm as water, revealing a hint of ridicule.
The voice just now was from the bandit leader Zombie King.
Immediately after, the huge stone coffin suddenly shattered, and a monstrous corpse aura spread out.
A tall figure clad in armor with skulls carved on both sides and holding a large saber in his right hand stepped out in black boots.
He glared at Shi Shaojian and shouted,"
"Kid, I haven't come into contact with you Taoist priests. Why are you coming to my mountain?”
"Humph!"
"I'm here to borrow something from you!" Shi Shaojian snorted coldly.”
"What is this?"
"Coffin Fungus!"
"You're courting death!"
The Zombie King was furious.
This coffin was something that was related to his life. It was precisely because the coffin fungus had accelerated the refining of the moon essence that he was able to reach this realm in just a few decades.
Borrowing the coffin was like borrowing his life.
Shi Shaojian's face darkened when he heard that. Without another word, he raised his staff and smashed it at the Zombie King.
Wherever it passed, ghosts wailed and wolves howled, and cold wind blew.
The Zombie King wasn't someone to be trifled with. As he blocked the saber in front of him, his head flew out.
Peng…
The moment the mournful staff collided with the saber, an explosion suddenly occurred.
Furthermore, the saber shattered like glass.
"Haha…Zombie King is just like…"
Before he could finish, he let out a miserable cry.
The Zombie King's head bit down on its neck and sucked its blood crazily.
No matter how he struggled, the Zombie King's head was like a maggot in his bones, biting him tightly.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a withered corpse, lying straight on the ground.
The Wailing Staff of the Netherworld also slipped from his hand.
Before it could touch the ground, it was bitten by the Zombie King and returned to its body.
After straightening the head with both hands, he held the mourner's staff lovingly and muttered to himself,
"Haha…I didn't expect this kid to have such a good stick.”
"This is a wailing stick, not something you can touch! So…why don't you leave it to me!"
At this moment, a quiet and indifferent voice sounded.
…………
When Shi Shaojian died, the candles in the temple on the outskirts of Jiuquan Town suddenly went out.
Outside the temple, countless Taoist priests in Taoist robes pounced on Shi Jian like mad dogs.
Lightning flashed and tore the void apart.
Shi Jian's face was dark as he stood guard outside the door, not allowing the Taoist priests to enter.
Even though he had mastered the Lightning Rushing Thunder Fist, there were too many of them. After destroying one batch, another batch would surge in. There was simply no end to it.
He knew that Shi Shaojian was no match for the Zombie King in the coffin forest.
Because of this, he wanted to temper Shi Shaojian's courage.
At the critical moment, he performed a spell in the temple to help Shi Shaojian kill the Zombie King.
He had never expected that at the critical moment, the Daoist controlled by the poisonous insects would rush over and charge forward crazily without caring about anything else.
In order to prevent the candles in the temple from extinguishing, they could only guard outside the door.
Just as he was about to resist, he felt something and turned around to see the candle go out.
Instantly, his eyes turned scarlet like a volcano erupting.
He circulated the magic power in his body, and the lightning all over his body suddenly increased. His hands were filled with terrifying lightning, as if he was hugging a huge basketball.
"Damn it…I want revenge for me…All of you shall be buried with me!”
"Thunder God Descends!"
Boom...
Boom...
As soon as he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
With him as the center, the lightning swept in all directions.
Moreover, lightning suddenly descended from the starry sky at night.
In the blink of an eye, this place had become a sea of lightning.
The temple that stood tall instantly turned into ruins, and the Taoist priest who didn't know pain disappeared.
The place was filled with charred ruins and resentful voices.
"Damn it…What happened?”
At this moment, in the middle of the ruins, Shi Jian's body was in a mess. His long hair fell over his shoulders, and his entire body emitted a violent aura.
If a Taoist priest saw Shi Jian's condition again, he would turn around and run.
At this moment, he had already gone from Dao to Devil!
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