By the time Zhang Wenjie arrived, the place was already littered with corpses and ruins!
Not far away, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed and Master Ikkyuu worked together to launch an overwhelming attack on the royal zombie.
Taoist Master Qian He dragged one arm as he ran, while his remaining hand was holding a purple talisman and chanting a spell.
"Move aside!"
Qian He roared and waved the talisman in his hand.
"Boom!"
A bolt of lightning as thick as an arm struck the zombie.
The sure-kill attack that was originally foolproof was useless in front of the royal zombies.
The royal zombie stood up, turned around, and left. It jumped twice and flew up. Soon, it disappeared without a trace.
"Why did he run away?"
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed said.
"Uncle-Master!"
After Zhang Wenjie arrived late, he took out a few fire talismans and threw them at the Royal Zombies.
"Wenjie, what are you doing here!"
When the Four-Eyed Taoist Priest saw Zhang Wenjie appear, his expression turned stern. After all, he was his senior uncle. How could he explain to the stingy Lin Jiu that something had happened to Zhang Wenjie?
"I was worried too, so I followed him. But why isn't that zombie afraid of lightning?”
Zhang Wenjie said casually. After all, to be able to make the orphans of Shangliang in the north feel that there was hope for restoration, it was naturally not simple.
At this moment, Zhang Wenjie was paying attention to Martial Uncle Qian He's condition, or rather, he was staring at Qian He's arm that was injured by the Royal Zombie.
"Junior brother, was the talisman you used just now Mang Mountain? That was a rare item, even rarer than the Five Thunder Demon Subduing Talisman. Where did he get it?？”
Si Mu thought of the talisman Qian He had used earlier.
"You're richer than me, so stop thinking about me. The most important thing right now is that zombie. We can't let him escape, or else he'll cause trouble.”
"Martial Uncle Four-Eyed, I think it's better to bring Martial Uncle Thousand Crane back to recuperate!”
Zhang Wenjie watched as the area where Martial Uncle Qian He was injured gradually turned dark brown and pretended to be concerned.
Taoist Master Thousand Crane was trying his best to catch his breath.
"He will definitely go to that young prince. We have to go back quickly.”
He took out the Meteoric Iron Three-Pointed Double-Edge Saber from the Flask Heaven Talisman, walked to the front of a person who had been killed by a royal zombie, and stabbed the sword into his head.
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Killed Zombie in Corpse Transformation. Obtained 10 Morality Points!
Killed Zombie in Corpse Transformation. Obtained 10 Morality Points!
Zhang Wenjie cursed in his heart. None of the things related to the Royal Family were normal. If they were bitten by ordinary zombies, they would need at least one to two days to transform.
However, after killing a person, the royal zombie would turn into a corpse.
"Martial Uncle, you guys go back first. Leave this to me!”
The corpses on the ground trembled and turned into corpses. Hearing Zhang Wenjie volunteer, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed nodded after some consideration.
Even though he had never seen Zhang Wenjie fight, he was definitely not bad to be able to make Stingy Senior Brother let him out for training.
"Wenjie, be careful!"
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed shot a look at Master Ikxiu, and the two of them returned with the heavily injured Daoist Priest Thousand Crane.
Putting away the three-pointed double-edged sword, Zhang Wenjie released all the paper figurines. Compared to doing it himself, the mobility and lethality of the paper figurines were stronger.
The eight spinning paper figurines cut back and forth on the corpses in the camp. Zhang Wenjie's ears kept ringing with notifications.
He walked to the side of the coffin and knocked twice. Although the purity was not very high, after confirming that it was really gold, Zhang Wenjie could not help but admire the wealth of this orphan from the previous dynasty!
He stretched out his right hand and placed it on the coffin. Threads of lightning pierced through the air and produced ear-piercing explosions. In an instant, dense lightning wrapped around the coffin.
True gold was not afraid of the red furnace fire. High temperature liquefied gold water flowed down from the red coffin.
Zhang Wenjie was very satisfied with the power of the Shangqing Divine Thunder Curse.
The feeling of picking up a bargain was great!
After killing all the undeads, Zhang Wenjie controlled the paper figurines to lift the irregular gold ingot and leave the hiding place.
Dozens of fire talismans flew out, and the devastated camp instantly turned into a sea of fire.
…
When Zhang Wenjie returned to Martial Uncle Four-Eye's house, Martial Uncle Four-Eye began to treat Martial Uncle Thousand Crane's wounds.
However, there were two more people who were in the way. Zhang Wenjie looked at the little wimp and Steward Wu and curled up in a corner like a partridges, trembling.
"Little wangye, you have to hold on. This old servant is thinking of you!”
Steward Wu hugged the little wimp and patted his shoulder from time to time to coax him.
He saw black blood seeping out of the hideous wound on Steward Wu's shoulder.
The veins on his hands bulged, and his fingernails grew longer. He clenched his claws from time to time, and his mouth twitched and grinned, revealing his protruding fangs.
"Any last words?"
"I…"
Puchi!
Zhang Wenjie lowered his head and looked at Steward Wu, who was gradually turning into a corpse. He asked coldly, and without waiting for a reply, he swung his hand. The three-pointed double-edged saber pierced into Steward Wu's forehead and came out from the back of his head!
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Killed Half-Corpse Zombie. Obtained 15 Morality Points!
"Zhang Wenjie, how can you disregard human lives!”
Master Ikxiu frowned!
"Is there a problem?"
"Doesn't he deserve to die?"
Facing Zhang Wenjie's disregard for life, Master Ikxiu was extremely disgusted.
"All living beings are equal. How can you decide the life and death of others? Besides, it's not like there's no possibility of saving him!”
"I respect you as a master, but that doesn't mean you can speak to me like an elder…"
Zhang Wenjie grabbed the unconscious little wimp and casually threw a Fire Talisman to incinerate Steward Wu's body.
"Bald monk, shut up!"
"Martial Nephew, you did well. The zombie poison of the royal zombies is very powerful. This eunuch has already shown signs of turning into a corpse. As cultivators, we should punish evil and eliminate evil.”
"Besides, what does it have to do with us? If he dies, so be it!”
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed was very appreciative of Zhang Wenjie's decisive performance.
"Amitabha!"
Upon hearing Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's words, Master Ikxiu shook his head helplessly and chanted the name of Buddha.
He thought that the killing intent of the four eyes was already heavy enough. He did not expect that this Zhang Wenjie, at such a young age, would actually have an even heavier killing intent!
Moreover, his cultivation was not weak. In a few years, Mao Mountain would produce another ruthless person who was decisive in killing.
A real monk is pretending to be merciful. Even a Buddha has the Dao of Asura. Why are you pretending to be merciful?
Zhang Wenjie hated bald donkeys who talked nonsense the most. Their words were nice, but they were more ruthless than anyone else when they fought!
"Martial Uncle, take out whatever trump card you have!”
"According to the characteristics of zombies, zombies kill their loved ones. This little wimp is related to him by blood, so he will definitely come looking for us. We have to prepare!”
Zhang Wenjie said as he picked up the unconscious little wimp and shook him.
"Just now, Uncle-Master didn't bring along any of the guys who were fighting desperately. In Uncle-Master's territory, no matter if it's a dragon or a tiger, they have to coil up for me.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Martial Uncle Four-Eyed turned around and walked back to his room. He walked to Master Ikxiu's side and knocked him hard with his shoulder.
"Bald monk, did you bring anyone to eat?”
"Why are you so stingy now? You still have to bring your own bowl for a free meal!"
"Hmph, don't blame me for not bringing you along. Take this!”
Four Eyes took out a small dagger and stuffed it into Master Ikkyuu's hand.
"You changed? If you give it to me, what about you?"
Ikyu looked at the dagger in his hand that reeked of blood and raised his head to look at Simu, who had left him a back view.
"I'm fine with anything!"
He turned around and walked into the room without looking back. Soon, he was fully armed and holding a long sword that was as thick as a brick and of the same height.
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