Zombie World: I’ve become Old Master Ren
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Under the lead of two servants from Ren Town, Lin Jiu entered Ren Town and headed straight for the Ren Residence.

Along the way, he carefully checked the situation in Ren Town. As he had imagined, the scene of corpses strewn all over the ground and resentment soaring to the sky did not happen.

"This is strange. Could it be that everything I saw just now was an illusion? Did something go wrong with my recent cultivation?”

Ninth Uncle couldn't help but doubt himself. Ever since he graduated, he had never encountered a flying zombie. His understanding of flying zombies was based on the records in the sect's ancient books.

Wherever the flying zombie passed, not a single blade of grass would grow. In his impression, flying zombies were extremely vicious and could only be defeated by Earth Masters.

The cultivation of Daoists ranged from weak to strong, from Warlocks, Mages, Great Mages, and Earth Masters.

According to the level, the flying zombie was on the same level as the Earth Master.

He had cultivated for decades. Although his cultivation had reached the peak of Great Wizard, he was still half a step away from becoming an Earth Master.

It wasn't that his talent wasn't good enough, but that the spiritual energy in this world had receded, and the resentment was fierce.

The three of them arrived at the Ren residence.

"Tell me, did you do this?"

As soon as he entered, Ah Wei, who was wearing aviators, rushed up and questioned him.

However, although he looked angry, there was a hint of joy in the corner of his eyes. Just now, a doctor had come to check on him and shook his head vigorously, saying that he was powerless.

The doctor's medical skills were ranked first in Ren Jia Town, but he was helpless. Didn't that mean that Ren Fa and Ren Tingting were incurable?

Besides these two, there were no other direct descendants in the Ren family. If anything were to happen to the two of them, wouldn't the millions of family wealth fall into his hands?

"Ah Wei, what are you trying to do?"

Ninth Uncle frowned. He was very good at dealing with demons and ghosts, but he couldn't do much to ruffians like this. After all, no matter how high one's martial arts were, they were still afraid of kitchen knives, and using Taoist techniques to deal with ordinary people was detrimental to their Yin virtue.

"What do I want? Tell me, did you harm my uncle and cousin?”

Ah Wei took out his gun and pointed it at Ninth Uncle. If there was a disagreement, he was about to start fighting.

"Biao Young Master, Ninth Uncle was invited by me.”

Fortunately, at this moment, the butler of the Ren residence ran out.

……

The mountain range outside the Ren family town was called the Nine Yin Mountain.

Miasma filled the mountain, and it was dark. Every night, ghosts would wail and wolves would howl, and the evil aura was boundless.

In a hidden cave in the mountain, the old Taoist priest who had just been seriously injured by the backlash of the corpse control technique was healing.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew past. The old Taoist priest shivered and opened his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist, please forgive me for not welcoming you.”

The old Daoist priest said loudly as he made hand seals.

It seemed like he had gotten it, but his trembling body betrayed his heart.

He had been managing this cave for almost twenty years. He had set up many protective and early warning arrays outside. Logically speaking, even a fly could not sneak in without his permission.

However, now, a powerful figure had silently barged in. How could he not be frightened?

However, as a Great Wizard, this was his lair. With decades of accumulation and arrangements, he would not be inferior even if he were to face an Earth Master. He had the power to fight.

In the current world, the existence of an Earthly Master was not a famous figure. Why would he come to find trouble with him for no reason?

Therefore, he concluded that it must be a ghost that was good at hiding. He didn't know why it had barged in because he had smelled a trace of ghost qi from the cold wind just now.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

……

"Jie-"

"Jie-"

……

In the cave, the originally tightly shut coffin suddenly exploded. Nine straight figures rushed out and landed around the old Taoist priest.

At the same time, six ferocious figures appeared in the air and looked around vigilantly.

In the cave, cold wind blew and evil aura spread. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a ghost's domain.

"Eight black zombies, one jumping zombie, four evil ghosts, and two malicious ghosts. This guy has some capabilities.”

Ren Wei looked at the old Taoist priest who was surrounded in front of him, and there was a hint of surprise on his face.

This guy was not weak.

If he had rushed over rashly when he had just been born, he would definitely have had a slim chance of survival.

However, now, these guys were not enough in his eyes.

"Boom!"

Ren Wei revealed his figure. Under a shroud, a young man who looked to be in his twenties was wrapped.

The young man's face was pale, but his body had an imposing manner.

After being transformed by the blood essence of the empress and advancing to the flying zombie stage, Ren Wei's body had undergone a major change. He had almost returned to his previous life's appearance. Although he was still sinister and terrifying, he was not ugly.

"Wuwuwu-"

Sensing the aura on Ren Wei's body, the nine-headed zombie that the old Taoist raised immediately trembled.

That was the suppression of a superior over a subordinate!

If they were not controlled by the old Taoist priest, they would definitely have prostrated themselves on the ground and bowed their heads.

"Roar!"

The ghost hovering in the air was also a little restless.

" Flying Zombie?!"

The old Taoist priest's eyes widened, and his expression changed drastically.

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