The bullets landed on Great-grandfather Ren's body, but they only produced sparks.
It did not cause any damage at all.
Great-grandfather Ren emptied all his bullets.
Old Master Ren had already jumped in front of him.
Ah Wei widened his eyes in horror.
Great-grandfather Ren brushed past Ah Wei's body and jumped over.
He didn't attack Ah Wei at all.
Old Master Ren had already given the order.
It came here for Lin Jing.
He would only leave after killing Lin Jing.
Great-grandfather Ren slammed his hard body against the door.
The iron door was knocked down.
Great-grandfather Ren leaped into the courtyard.
The next moment, he stepped on the glutinous rice on the ground.
Then, black gas emerged from the soles of his feet.
Although Old Master Ren's strength had increased greatly after drinking the blood given to him by the old Daoist, he was still very strong.
However, the glutinous rice could still burn it.
"This old Daoist really has some tricks up his sleeve!”
"This Old Master Ren's strength seems to have reached the level of an emerald zombie.”
"It's only been one night."
Lin Jing said as he looked at the zombie that entered the courtyard.
In this world, there was a clear distinction between the levels of zombies.
Purple Zombie, White Zombie, Green Zombie, Furry Zombie, Flying Zombie, Wandering Zombie, Concealed Zombie, Unmelting Zombie.
Purple Zombies referred to zombies that had just died. Their bodies were light purple and could not move very well.
It was equivalent to the Psychic Realm of cultivators.
A white corpse would start to grow white hair about a month after the corpse entered the Corpse Raising Ground. This kind of zombie could move slowly, but it was afraid of light, fire, and water chicken people.
It was equivalent to the Scholar Realm.
The green zombie was much stronger than the white zombie. Its jumping speed was very fast, and it was only afraid of sunlight.
The hairy zombie had hair growing out of its body. It was like an iron wall, very hard. He was agile and flew like the wind. He was no longer afraid of fire and even the sun.
Flying zombies were generally zombies that had cultivated for more than a hundred years. They could absorb soul essence without leaving any traces on their skin. He was even proficient in spells.
A wandering corpse usually had no fixed residence and would move according to the season.
A corpse could last for thousands of years and absorb the essence of heaven and earth to evolve itself.
No bones, after receiving mental energy, the bones would not melt, and the color would be as black as ink. If you get the essence of the sun and moon for a long time, you will bring disaster to the world.
These last three types of zombies were already not something that cultivators in the mortal world could deal with.
Only the legendary immortals could subdue them.
Zombies had a total of eight realms, and each major realm could be divided into seven minor realms.
Meanwhile, Great-grandfather Ren was already a first-grade green zombie.
In comparison, he was one realm higher than Lin Jing.
Lin Jingxiang was a Sixth Stage scholar, which was equivalent to a white corpse.
Old Master Ren jumped onto the glutinous rice and grimaced in pain.
However, Great-grandfather Ren didn't care about this at all. He jumped straight at Lin Jing.
"Security team, shoot!"
Lin Jing said.
The security team immediately raised their rifles and fired at the zombies.
The bullets from the rifle landed on Great-grandfather Ren's body, and sparks flew everywhere.
It did not cause any substantial damage to it.
However, it delayed its speed.
The zombie immediately burst out a thick corpse aura and pounced on Lin Jing with a loud cry.
The security team realized that the weapons in their hands were no threat to the zombies.
They ran away in fear.
Ah Wei also ran away.
"Imperial decree! Paper people, listen up and follow me to kill the corpse!"
Lin Jingnian said.
The next moment, the paper man appeared in front of Lin Jing.
Lin Jing held the golden sword and jumped in front of Old Master Ren.
He slashed forward and the sword landed on Great-Grandfather Ren's chest.
However, the golden sword seemed to have cut into an iron wall, and only a trace of black smoke was emitted.
Great-grandfather Ren stretched out his arms, his nails sharp, wanting to scratch Lin Jing.
The paper man moved as well. The golden sword in its hand immediately slashed at the zombie's arm.
A puff of black smoke also came out of Great-grandfather Ren's arm.
The golden sword left a deep wound on the zombie's arm.
Great-grandfather Ren roared and immediately jumped toward the paper figurine.
He turned his body, and his outstretched arms also turned.
It stabbed towards the throat of the Paper Figurine Substitute.
The paper figurine leaped into the air and dodged Old Master Ren's attack.
Lin Jing seized the opportunity and stabbed the zombie's neck again.
The golden sword pierced through Great-Grandfather Ren's throat.
Ink-black blood immediately gushed out from the wound.
"Imperial decree! Kill the evil demons!"
"Urgent!"
Lin Jing threw out a yellow talisman and touched it with the tip of his sword. Primordial Fire gushed out and wrapped around the sword.
Two figures pincered Old Master Ren from the front and back.
Boom!
The sword fell on Great-grandfather Ren's body, making a crackling sound.
Great-Grandfather Ren fell to the ground.
His entire body was burning with true fire.
Old Master Ren was already an emerald zombie.
However, under the cooperation of Lin Jing and the paper man, he was still injured.
These magic tools and yellow talismans were all rewarded by the system, so they were much more powerful than the ones in the hands of ordinary Daoists.
Even when facing the green zombie that was a realm higher than him, he was not afraid at all.
Great-Grandfather Ren was burning all over and rolling on the ground. Sooner or later, he would be burned to ashes.
But at this moment, a huge weasel suddenly appeared and ran towards Great-Grandfather Ren.
It spat out a pill from its mouth and dropped it into Great-Grandfather Ren's mouth.
The flames on Old Master Ren's body immediately dissipated.
This pill could actually repel fire.
The weasel quickly ran out of the courtyard.
Great-grandfather Ren stood up from the ground, his clothes ragged.
The next moment, he turned around and jumped out of the courtyard.
"Run?"
Wen Cai rushed out of the house with a basin of black dog's blood in his hand.
Wen Cai also liked Ren Tingting.
He wanted to perform well in front of her.
He ran quickly towards Great-grandfather Ren, but he did not expect to step on the glutinous rice and slip. He knocked into Great-grandfather Ren's right side and fell flat on his face.
The black dog's blood did not splash on the zombie's body. Instead, it spilled all over the ground.
Great-Grandfather Ren scooped Wen Cai up and dug his hard nails into his body.
Only then did he leave Wencai behind.
Lin Jing and the paper man rushed over.
However, the zombie was quickly rescued by the old Daoist and could not catch up.
The old Daoist had finally obtained a zombie, so he definitely couldn't let it disappear just like that.
Lin Jing knew that the old Daoist would definitely make the zombie stronger if he went back like this.
It would be even more difficult to deal with.
She had to make sure Ninth Uncle Lin came with her tonight.
Otherwise, when Old Master Ren came again, they would probably be wiped out.
The chicken crowed, and Yin and Yang separated.
The sky soon brightened.
Lin Jing went to the mortuary to look for Ninth Uncle Lin.
Just as he arrived at the door, he bumped into a person in a Taoist robe who was rushing a group of corpses towards the mortuary.
The man wore a pair of big-rimmed glasses and his hair was half long.
Lin Jing happened to know her.
"Senior Brother Four-Eyed!"
This person was also Lin Jing's senior brother.
He had been relying on corpse herding to earn money.
After all, the corpse herder paid a lot more than the mortuary.
"Daoist Priest Four-Eyed!"
Lin Jing called out again, and the other party looked at him.
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