When the rotting corpse was knocked away by Wang Hao again, the old man pointed to the bell in his hand and shouted to the zombie.
The rotten corpse immediately jumped up and stood in front of the old man, with a dull look on his face.
Although this is the case, the old man is also surprised. After all, this is a twenty-first-floor apartment in the city. There are really few things that can be controlled by him. Maoshan's spell, although the mage himself is not very powerful, can control some souls.
The body, including the corpse, all have certain profound skills, so wherever Master Maoshan is, most of them will bring one or even several souls or corpses that they can control to protect their own safety, and this rotten corpse is also an old man.
When I bought a house and renovated it, there were very few people at that time and the security was not so strict. I only managed to get such a dazzling thing out by wrapping it in black cloth.
But in this place, although the rotten corpse is controlled by his own demon refinement and can listen to his commands at will, the strength of the rotten corpse is not very strong. Compared with the cultivators who are also at the level of assisting the base, although he can control the rotten corpse
Corpse, however, is not a good way to fight for a long time.
Thinking of this, the old man also wanted to escape. Even if he couldn't escape, he could just escape to a place like a cemetery, where there were many ghosts, and then he would be in his own area of performance. Maoshan's best skills were ghost control and ghost control.
Corpse Technique, so once you go out, you will be more certain of defeating this guy.
Looking at this rotting corpse, Wang Hao was furious. Damn it, his body was stinking so bad. A disgusting stench kept attacking his nose.
"Boom!"
With another kick, Wang Hao kicked the corpse hard, and his ears could clearly hear the sound of bones breaking.
"boom!"
Even the wall was dug into a big hole by the rotten corpse, but the old man gave another order, and the zombie stood up again as if he was dead-set, as if nothing was wrong with him.
Even though Wang Hao knew in his heart that the rotten corpse was made very strong by Maoshan's magic, he really didn't expect that this rotten corpse would be strengthened a lot after being refined by the magicians from Maoshan. The key is that this thing, damn,
It's like you'll never die, and you're not afraid of being beaten no matter what. Isn't this ***?
Fortunately, I was prepared, Wang Hao cursed in his heart.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Hao struck the Maoshan old man's hand with a glass he had touched in advance.
"Ouch!"
The bell in the old man's hand fell to the ground with a bang. The old man didn't worry about Wang Hao's move. He originally wanted to make the zombies go wild next time and bite people when they saw them, so that he could take the opportunity to escape, but he didn't expect it.
Wang Haolai's move disrupted his plan.
The bell fell to the ground and rolled to the side, and the rotting corpse suddenly seemed to be paralyzed, lying softly on the ground without moving.
"Hey, how can you resist without the bell?" Wang Hao smiled sinisterly and slowly walked towards the old man.
"Old man, who dared you to catch me! Are you finished this time?" At this time, the little zombie on Wang Hao was also gloating and teasing.
The old man's hand was bleeding continuously. It seemed that the glass fragment was cut by Wang Hao to the aorta, and he bled a lot. From this blow, Wang Hao must be stronger than the old man, although the old man was cut by Mao Shan.
The disciples who were expelled have also reached the level of assistants, and some of the muscles and bones in their bodies have also been strengthened a lot. Therefore, if an ordinary person throws this quilt, even if the glass breaks, his body will not be greatly harmed.
, but it’s different if someone who is stronger than you throws this cup.
The old man looked at the little zombie and said to Wang Hao again.
"Brother, do you know that he is from the Zombie clan, and you are from the Dian Cang sect. Since ancient times, good and evil have been incompatible. You have become an enemy of our Maoshan sect because of an evil zombie. Do you know what the consequences will be?"
The old man frowned. He probably wouldn't feel well even if a cultivator shed so much blood, but there was still a hint of arrogance in his tone. "This is not just a matter for our two sects, but a matter for your Dian Cang sect and all decent sects."
, your fair and just protection of the little zombies of the Demon Sect means launching a war against all decent people. Do you think your Dian Cang Sect has the strength to fight against all decent people?"
Wang Hao knew clearly in his heart that the old man thought he was here to kill the little zombie to silence him. Wasn't he making a mistake?
"Ahem... First of all, let me explain that I came in secretly, not aboveboard, and I came today not for this little zombie, but for the murders of human beings." Wang Hao cleared his throat, a little sinisterly.
"Don't you know how many people you have killed in the mortal world?"
After hearing this, the old man understood in his heart that he had indeed killed many people in the world. Over the years, he had always taken revenge on anyone who offended him, so the number of people who died by his hands was no less than dozens. However,
The police couldn't find out the method of his own murder, and there were no clues at all. But how could this disciple of the Diancang Sect know that he was the one who killed him? Did he accidentally kill this guy's relative?
Thinking of this, the old man screamed in his heart. If this were the case, it would be really difficult for him to escape today.
"Haha, old man, your death day has come today. Kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake. Maybe I can spare you." At this time, the little zombie looked happy and shouted at the Maoshan old man in front of him.
After hearing this, Wang Hao also glanced at the little zombie and said angrily.
"Hey, hey, hey! I did it, not you, so why are you so excited?"
"Isn't it the same for us to kill each other? He is my enemy, and he is your enemy, so we are friendly forces, so we don't have to be so polite." The little zombie glanced at Wang Hao and began to talk about himself
of a set.
If you hadn't seen this little zombie with your own eyes, you wouldn't believe that there is such a little zombie even if you kill yourself. How is that possible? Is this little guy used to being in the human world? The word "friendly army" is even used.
And this little guy seems to be acquainted with Wang Hao. After just a while, he has become one with Wang Hao, as if he is not an outsider at all. This little guy? He is also the third son of the zombie clan. This... tell this.
Who believes it?
"How about I give up my position to you and you go kill this old guy." Wang Hao pointed at the old man from Maoshan and said to the little zombie in a joking manner.
"Can you bear to kill someone at my age?" The little zombie suddenly burst into tears and looked at Wang Hao pitifully.
Well, this little zombie is indeed very cute and cute. His grandmother also pretends to be pitiful and deceives sympathy, so Wang Hao also surrendered.
"Ahem...Okay, I've convinced you." Wang Hao said helplessly.
Turning his head, Wang Hao regained his indifferent expression and said calmly to the old man.
"Tell me, how do you want to die?"
"I dare to ask, little brother, since you are not here for this little zombie, why do you come to embarrass me?" The old man did not answer, but avoided the topic and asked, "Don't you know that there is something wrong in the world of cultivation?
Is it a written rule? In the mortal world, shouldn’t you take action? To avoid exposing the world to random speculation?”
"Bah, do you still fucking remember this agreement?" Wang Hao immediately cursed after hearing this. "Since you know this, you should also know that cultivators cannot kill innocent people indiscriminately in the world? Come and talk to me now
Isn’t it a little late to talk about the rules of the world of cultivation?”
"Little brother, as long as you spare my life, this house of mine will be yours. This house is worth at least several million, and there are still several million in the safe. This is all my property. I will give it to you.
Please spare my life, can you?" The old man himself was a man who was greedy for life and afraid of death. If this method didn't work, the old man changed another method.
"Do you think I will agree?" Wang Hao said coldly with a cold look.
Seeing that Wang Hao would not agree to him no matter what, the old man from Maoshan began to feel discouraged and angry. Since he was going to die anyway, why should he die so cowardly?
The old man looked at the bell on the ground, and then at the desk in the living room. He was closer to the door of the living room. Even if he died, he would pass the news to the Maoshan Sect so that he could avenge himself in the future.
So, the old man didn't care that his hands were bleeding and suddenly ran towards the living room.
When Wang Hao, an old man, wanted to run away, he casually broke off a piece of hardwood from Xiaohong's coffin and smashed it against the Maoshan old man's back.
"puff!"
The old man from Maoshan immediately vomited a mouthful of blood, staggered and almost fell down, but the old man didn't even know how to shake his head. He ran a few steps faster to the desk, picked up the conch on the table, and started talking.
"Senior brother, the situation is urgent. There is a secret conspiracy between the Diancang sect and the Zombie family. The Diancang sect also wants to expand its power. The first target is our Maoshan sect. Senior brother, tell the master and the others to be careful. They are about to attack now.
Kill me, and if I die, please help me take revenge."
Wang Hao also chased after him at this time. Hearing the old man's words, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. It was over. He didn't expect that the old man would reveal the Dian Cang Sect's affairs. This time things would become a big deal.
But it doesn’t matter so much. Damn it, it’s none of my business what other people want to do. I’m here to get rid of people’s names. I don’t care about other things. Besides, if I don’t kill him quickly, this old guy won’t do it again.
Make up something else, or it will cause more trouble.
Thinking about it, Wang Hao also punched the old man hard, hitting the old man's chest heavily.
"Crack!"
Wang Hao could clearly hear the sound of the old man's ribs breaking.
"ah!"
Although the old man looked like he was in his fifties or sixties, because he was a cultivator, his body bones were actually several times stronger than those of ordinary young people. Being punched like this by Wang Hao immediately made him miserable.
At this moment, Wang Hao didn't feel any pity at all. When he thought of the old man in front of him who had killed so many lives in the world, he felt angry. His arms couldn't help but turn into golden dragon claws, with pieces of paper printed on them.
The dragon scales look particularly dazzling.
"You...who are you?" Seeing that Wang Hao was different, the old man was also shocked. How could someone from the Dian Cang Sect be like this?
"I am the end of the world."
Wang Hao said lightly, then used all his strength to hit the Maoshan old man's head hard.