"Wait a moment!"

The system mother suddenly stopped me.

I stopped in the threshold in a daze: "What's wrong? What's the matter with you? What kind of flower work are you going to do?! Aunt! It's important to save people!"

"The mother in this system wants to transform the host back to the physical state."

The system mother said something, and my body instantly returned to my physical state and changed back to its original appearance, causing me to fall from the air and step on the ground with my feet.

"What a silly! If you are like this, you will never find a partner in your life!"

I was too lazy to care about these things with her, so I quickly crossed the threshold of a foot and ran to the yard.

In the yard.

Old Master Ren’s condition is no longer mechanized like that, and his intelligence has also increased a lot. Now he has at least an ordinary person in his twenties.

And Qiu Sheng's soul, who was originally waiting outside the gate, disappeared without a trace.

Old Master Ren is sensitive at this moment, his eyes are full of evil spirits, and the only fangs left are slightly ferocious. His hands are without any restraint, and he actually makes Wing Chun's fist gesture, as if waiting for Uncle Ying to take the initiative.

Then, Uncle Ying held a sword in his right hand and a yellow corpse-suppressing talisman in his left hand. There was a small pendant of the Gossip mirror on his chest. The torn Taoist robe had been taken off by Uncle Ying and threw it aside. His attitude of fighting back and forth was about to emerge.

The two are opposite, and they feel like the storm is about to come and the wind fills the building.

Besides, the most important thing now is that in desperation, Uncle Ying did not make corresponding preparations at all. For example, ink-fighting line, chicken blood, black dog blood, or copper coin sword, etc., magic weapons that have great lethality to corpse monsters.

The system mother arbitrarily advocated tampering with the script, which in fact, in a sense was an operation to weaken Uncle Ying's Taoist cultivation.

"Master...Master..."

Wencai fell to the ground with weak and incompetent, trembling.

"Hehehe..."

Old Master Ren smiled inexplicably, and cooperated with his collapsed nose and skull, which was very cunning.

"evildoer!"

Uncle Ying was practicing Taoist cultivation, shouting loudly like thunder, then put the corpse-suppressing talisman on the peach wood sword, and then brushed the sword with his fingers across the sword. After forcibly consecrating the peach wood sword, the peach wood sword flashed with a yellow light. With the special effect bonus, Uncle Ying just raised the sword and raised the steps, and his footsteps were still in the innate Bagua Gang Step, constantly changing its position, but always keeping forward.

"The Supreme One is innate! The Supreme One is true! My flying gang step! Keep peace forever! All gods protect me! All gods help me! As urgent as the law!"

When Uncle Ying stepped to the third palace of Zhendong, he stomped his toes and flew up and recited a spell in the air at a very fast speed. The peach wood sword in his hand pointed downwards, and when it landed on the ground, it just stabbed Old Master Ren's head.

Of course, Old Master Ren will never be merciless at Uncle Ying's mercy.

I saw Old Master Ren stepping on the same pace as Uncle Ying, but he was a little unfamiliar. He pinched his hands into two fingers, and his body's skin was condensed into a black film with corpse energy, which seemed to have strong defense capabilities.

This is the most powerful feature of the corpse demon.

He could remember the memories of his devouring souls, so he had all the methods he had before Qiu Sheng, naturally including the Taoist art taught to Qiu Sheng by Uncle Ying.

Old Master Ren stepped to the third palace of Zhengxi Dui, jumped horizontally to a position as level as Uncle Ying, and used his hands to hold Uncle Ying's peach wood sword.

"Bang!"

Both of them raise their feet at the same time and touch each other.

Uncle Ying's body can be considered quite strong. He was at a disadvantage when he fought head-on with the corpse monster, but he was steadily better.

After one kick, the two separate and fall back to the ground at the same time.

Uncle Ying raised his left hand, bit his middle finger and index finger with his teeth, and drew a vertical line on his forehead with the blood of his two fingers. Then Uncle Ying remained calm in the face of danger and pointed directly at the sky with a peach wood sword. He chanted the mantra with a strong and powerful spirit: "The Emperor of Heaven, wear Tiangang! Why not die in the five directions of evil ghosts! With a suck of the flying light, all ghosts are hidden! The Great Sage of Tiangang, kills into the heart of the ghost, and follows my actions as soon as possible!"

"Buzz!"

Uncle Ying's eyes opened and closed, as if there was a flash of energy in the Daoyun, his expression was very firm without anger, and the blood that was not naturally overflowing from the corners of his mouth seemed to indicate that he was using a killer weapon that endangered his life.

At this moment, time seemed to be still.

Uncle Ying walked with his sword, without any extra steps under his feet, and rushed to Old Master Ren. First, he hit his knees and hit Old Master Ren's abdomen, then grabbed Old Master Ren's hair and pulled his head down for Old Master Ren.

The peach wood sword slashed the old man Ren’s neck.

"Click!"

The peach wood sword was broken...

Old Master Ren turned around in pain, shook his head and struggled to get up, leaving only Uncle Ying's hair. His absolutely confident face opened wide, his hands separated into a straight line, and then he quickly put it together, trying to cut Uncle Ying's neck with one move.

"Om Hum Hum!"

Uncle Ying kept a backhand, and a mouthful of blood had been prepared in his mouth. He spitted on Old Master Ren's face, bent down and avoided a blow. He then stabbed the broken peach wood sword into Old Master Ren's right leg. He retreated without caring about his injuries and recited a mantra: "Sentient beings have many enemies, but their grievances are hard to resolve. In one lifetime, they will never stop retribution in three lifetimes. I am teaching the wonderful method to relieve all grievances and recite the mind and listen to them, and the enemies will be dispersed!"

The peach wood sword is useful for relieving disasters and warding off evil spirits.

In addition, the method used by Uncle Ying is not used to attack, but to eliminate the corpse energy, resentment, evil energy, etc. in the body of the corpse demon through the peach wood sword.

As mentioned in the movie, corpses change because there is a breath in your throat. After the corpse changes, it will turn into corpse gas. As long as the corpse gas is broken or sucked out, the zombies will collapse spontaneously.

If you should say it, Uncle Ying is indeed brave and resourceful.

If it were replaced by an ordinary zombie, the ashes could be put into small boxes now.

Unfortunately, Mr. Ren is not an ordinary zombie. He first killed his own son and absorbed his bloodline. He cultivated his spirituality in the deep mountains and forests and turned into the original corpse monster. Later, he devoured Qiu Sheng's soul and completely walked out of a generous path from the world where heaven and man resented.

If he continues to practice, he will be neither a corpse nor a ghost, or a demon!

A sip of corpse energy is no longer very important to Mr. Ren now. However, the righteousness contained in the peach wood sword makes him feel very stressed.

The peach wood sword was as if it was nailed to death in his legs.

I want to pull it out but I can't pull it out.

Old Master Ren understood that if he killed Uncle Ying, the sword would lose its effect. Then he abandoned the illusion that the peach wood sword had him put down his butcher's knife and became a Buddha immediately. He turned around and rushed to Uncle Ying who was about to get up.

It was too late! That was fast!

Uncle Ying stuffed the gossip mirror pendant into his mouth, then kicked his second apprentice who was still at a loss to the point of being at a loss, and came back to the left to hide, and the two of them barely escaped the disaster.

"Kill you...kill you..."

Old Master Ren successfully rushed into the shack used to raise horses, ate a mouthful of yellow weeds, and spoke in a hurry.

"Bang!"

Before Uncle Ying could take a breath, he used the handprints that activated the gossip mirror pendant! Old Master Ren was like Hu Hansan who was forever robbed the thief, so iron that he was no longer ironic that he smashed the cover of the hut with his head and broke back to Uncle Ying.

The mahogany sword in the thigh is so extra compelling.

Seeing that he had no time to prepare for himself, Uncle Ying simply played the dirty three-way move. He straightened his fingers and inserted his eyes into Old Master Ren's eyes without mercy.

"Ho huh!"

Old Master Ren simply and roughly pulled Uncle Ying's arm away, and pointed it at Uncle Ying's neck with only one fang left.

How can Uncle Ying have no countermeasures?

Uncle Ying beat the lower plate steadily, and his calf took a little further forward, so that his body was slanted to the point where his shoulders were pressing against Old Master Ren's jaw. His hands were like a dragon going out to sea and hugged the back of his neck, kicking the hilt of the peach wood sword, causing Old Master Ren to temporarily lose consciousness and resistance. He then used all his strength to hold Old Master Ren's head, which hit the ground first, which made people feel cold in his heart, and it was definitely a broken bone.

Uncle Ying took two steps back and spit out the Eight Trigrams mirror pendant stained with blood foam and saliva, and clamped the Eight Trigrams mirror pendant with his left sword finger. He clasped the Renzhong acupoint under the nose of Old Master Ren. He used his index finger to tap the front of the Eight Trigrams mirror pendant in a regular and rhythmic manner, and muttered something in his mouth, as if he was summoning something.

"snort……"

Under Uncle Ying's operation, Old Master Ren lies on the ground and sleeps peacefully, and he is still smiling.

Watt!?

What the hell is this? He is almost dead, why are you still laughing?!

I really don’t know what to do... The situation in front of me is obviously Uncle Ying who fucked Old Master Ren to death! How can I interfere?
Chapter completed!