Four heavy artillery fired at once, and the shells washed away the ground. In a blink of an eye, not to mention the zombies, the entire military camp was gone, and the ground was covered with dense potholes.

"It's so scary..."

Mao Xiaofang murmured to himself.

"Master, can you block this cannon?" Ah Chu looked sideways.

"I know what you are thinking." Mao Xiaofang said: "Practice Kung Fu is not useless. If you practice Kung Fu well, even if you cannot withstand the artillery attack, at least you have a greater chance of survival."

Looking at the ruins in front of him, Qin Yao silently put away the artillery and evil spirits, and counted with his fingers: "Some zombies have escaped from the military camp. Chief Mao, do you have a spell to summon them back?"

Mao Xiaofang nodded and said: "Yes, yes, but it's a little troublesome. You need to go back to Fuxi Hall to get the altar and open the altar to practice."

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome. I basically have everything you need to start a forum."

Qin Yao stuffed the magic spirit bead back into his pocket, took out the space bag, and summoned the magic platform, soul-catching bell, peach wood sword, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, rune, copper bell, five directions flag and other objects from it, and finally took out

An incense burner. Light three sticks of incense and insert them into the burner. He turned to look at Mao Xiaofang: "Taoist Master Mao, what do you think is missing?"

Mao Xiaofang: "..."

I'm just opening a forum, not trying to change my destiny!

To be honest, most of the things on the desktop are not used.

"It's quite complete, there's nothing missing." Under Qin Yao's sincere gaze, Mao Xiaofang said with a smile.

Qin Yao chuckled, turned around in stride, and got out of the way.

Mao Xiaofang took a breath, walked to the Dharma altar, drew talismans, wrote incantations, and recited scriptures. His words and deeds showed the demeanor of a master.

Western suburbs.

In a cave dimly lit by candlelight.

A total of ninety-nine uniformed zombies closed their eyes tightly and stood still in a pit filled with black mist.

Large swaths of black mist covered their bodies, and wisps of mist poured into their bodies along their nostrils.

In front of the pothole.

Ci Xi, who was dressed in fine clothes and elegant, stood beside the sarcophagus, looked down at the nearly a hundred zombies in the pit, and said softly: "Zombie Ancestor, you used this taboo method to refine ninety-nine zombies into a zombie king.

Can’t you kill Qin Yao?”

"I told you a long time ago, it is basically impossible for you to kill him, no matter you can refine the Corpse King or something." Corpse Ancestor said indifferently.

Cixi sighed.

It's okay to have a bad start and encounter a strong enemy. What's more painful is that no matter how extreme or crazy you are, you can't kill the opponent, and you can only compromise in the end.

"Besides him?"

"Except for him, anyone can be killed." Corpse Ancestor said with certainty.

Cixi: "Including Mao Xiaofang?"

"certainly."

Corpse Ancestor said: "Now Mao Xiaofang is just a poor man, so it is not difficult to kill him. But now he relies on Qin Yao. If it takes a while, you may not even be able to match him."

Cixi: "..."

Hearing that Mao Xiaofang would have a bright future, Cixi felt even more uncomfortable than if she had lost her future...

Sudden.

The uniformed zombies with their eyes tightly closed in the pit opened their eyes all at once, and their upper bodies continued to push up against the black mist, as if they were jumping based on instinct.

Cixi's heart skipped a beat and she hurriedly asked: "Zi Zu, what is going on?"

"Someone is summoning these zombies!" Corpse Ancestor said in a deep voice.

"Then what should I do now?" Cixi panicked a little, pretending to be calm, but her eyes flickered uncontrollably.

Corpse Ancestor: "There is no time left for you to slowly refine the Corpse King. Let's make a blood sacrifice and refine the Corpse King into your clone."

Cixi's expression changed slightly: "If the clone is killed..."

"The corpse king clone of the blood sacrifice shares the same will with you. If this will is erased, the consciousness in your body will also die." Corpse Ancestor said coldly: "To put it more simply, two bodies are necessary.

Sharing one life.”

Cixi: "..."

"Go back." Corpse Ancestor paused for a moment, then advised again: "It's not too late to go back now. A gentleman takes revenge. It's not too late in ten years. I will take you away from here and practice well. If you succeed in your cultivation in the future, you may not be able to find Qin Yao."

It’s a shame for today.”

Cixi shook her head and said: "That guy caused me such a big loss. Even if I have to leave, I will leave him a lesson that I will never forget, and even a scar that will be remembered for a lifetime. Corpse Ancestor, I promise you to treat me well."

After I get rid of the bad breath in my heart and my thoughts are clear, I will go into seclusion with you."

After saying this, without waiting for the corpse ancestor to react, she resolutely jumped down into the pit, and soon there were bursts of shrill screams.

"Extreme extremes may open a path to life and death, but most people will lead to eternal destruction." Corpse Ancestor sighed and murmured: "Why bother?"

He lived for many years and realized a truth: as long as you can outlast all your opponents, you are the biggest winner.

So far, he has defeated countless powerful enemies and defeated countless geniuses. Only he is still alive in this world, traveling around and comprehending nature. Who can say that he is not a winner?

It's a pity that shallow words and profound insights cannot persuade extreme people. When a person is blinded by hatred, it will be useless no matter how many truths you tell her.

"The Romance of Fairy Wood"

I can only hope that she can survive this stumble. Only after experiencing life and death can she wake up!

In front of the throne.

Mao Xiaofang, who was chanting a spell and casting a spell, suddenly trembled all over, covered his chest with his hands, leaned forward, opened his mouth and spit out a stream of ape blood.

Qin Yao's face tightened: "Taoist Master Mao?"

Mao Xiaofang straightened his chest silently and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Those zombies are not running around, they are all with Ci Xi. They cast a spell to break my spell!"

Qin Yao suddenly remembered the yin and yang corpses refined by Watta, and said: "They are most likely practicing corpse training! The zombie troops reserved by Cixi had their necks cut by us before they were resurrected. She may want to create them again.

An army comes out?"

Mao Xiaofang stood up slowly, took out a compass from the gray cloth bag that he was carrying and said solemnly: "The zombie ancestor can hide the secret of Cixi, but he can't hide the secret of all zombies. If we look for it now, the possibility of finding it is extremely high.

big."

Qin Yao hesitated and said: "Your body..."

Mao Xiaofang's heart warmed up and he shook his head and said: "I'm fine, I'm just slightly injured. Ah Hai, Ah Chu, please don't follow us in this battle, lest we distract you anymore."

Two apprentices: "..."

When it comes to this, it’s very heartbreaking!

late at night.

Mao Xiaofang, holding a sword in his right hand and a compass in his left hand, first came to a large mountain. He lowered his head to look at the compass, then looked up at the mountain wall covered with vines in front of him, and breathed in: "This should be it."

Qin Yao used his magic sword to cut off the vines hanging on the mountain wall, and a cave nearly two meters high suddenly appeared in front of their eyes.

"Isn't this cave a trap?" Mao Xiaofang said, "It makes my heart tremble."

Qin Yao grabbed the God-Slaying Sword that flew back and measured the distance between the suspended cave and the ground. After confirming that it was not at a height that artillery could reach, he said with disappointment: "It's a pity that I couldn't fire a few cannons to explore the way first..."

"It's not like we can't fight." Athena said suddenly.

Qin Yao: "???"

Athena's face was blank: "Give me a cannon and I'll carry it up. Wouldn't it be over if you let those ghosts load and fire the cannon in mid-air?"

Qin Yao was slightly startled.

Okay.

It seems that his thinking was imprisoned by so-called common sense.

Who says field guns can't be carried and used?

Most people can't bear it, just because they are not strong enough.

"Boom, boom, boom."

In the blink of an eye, the thin-looking girl in battle clothes flew into the sky holding a cannon with both hands, pointing the muzzle in the direction of the cave; several red-clothed ghosts flew in mid-air, controlled the cannon, and fired one cannon after another towards the cave.

However, the strange thing is that the cannon made a sound when it was ejected from the barrel, but after flying into the cave, it seemed to disappear out of thin air, without any life.

"stop!"

After firing twelve cannons in succession, Qin Yao raised his right hand and said loudly.

The demons ordered and forbade them and quickly dispersed. The girl in the suit dropped down holding the cannon, and gently placed the heavy cannon body on the ground, as if it was a light weight.

Mao Xiaofang paused for a moment, raised his eyes and said, "Taoist Master Qin, I'll go in and take a look. You stay outside to take care of me."

Qin Yao shook his head: "Taoist Master Mao, our strongest enemy is not Cixi, but the Zombie Ancestor. God knows what kind of trap this guy has prepared for us. Breaking in at this time is far worse than waiting for them to refine the zombie."

It would still be dangerous to step out on your own later.”
To be continued...