Zombie: At the beginning, I was appointed by Uncle Jiu to open the museum

Chapter 263 The Great War

Qiu Sheng and Han Feng were carrying the net cover, but they missed it.

He turned around and continued, but the zombie was enraged and threw the ghost robe angrily. The power was so great that Qiu Sheng, who had low morals, was blown away.

Han Feng shook a few times and stood still.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Uncle Jiu quickly rushed forward to help, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he pushed the Western Zombie to the wall behind.

Qiu Sheng hurriedly got up, and Han Feng and the other two took the black net cover again and pinned the zombie to the wall.

Uncle Jiu held two talismans.Aim at the two cheeks of the zombie through the net.

But the zombie was still moving crazily under the net,

It seems that the next second will break through the shackles.

Uncle Jiu was anxious, "How could this happen?"

This thing doesn't eat this set at all.

Qiu Sheng pulled the Shenwang desperately, "Master, quickly splash him with the blood of the black dog!"

He was really worried that he would not be able to hold on and let go in the next second.

Uncle Jiu really obeyed Qiu Sheng's words, and took out a small bottle from his bosom, which was the black dog's blood he carried with him.

Without hesitation, he splashed directly at the zombie.

But the zombies became even more restless.

It was too late for the priest to stop him.

"Foreign zombies will be more powerful when they see blood!"

What?Uncle Jiu was dumbfounded.

Before he could come up with a solution, the zombie didn't give everyone a chance to react, he let out a rage, and opened his arms, "Ah!"

In an instant, the Divine Net was destroyed.

Uncle Jiu, Qiu Sheng, and Han Feng were instantly sent flying by the energy from the zombie.

The three fell to the ground.

Qiu Sheng was shot flying twice in a row, his whole body ached from the fall, and just as he was moaning, that zombie came at him again.

Qiusheng was so scared that he stood up and ran!

Stepping on the table covered with white candles, he jumped, but the zombie grabbed his ankle and fell to the ground.

The zombie was very fierce, and flew towards Qiusheng again.

Qiusheng got up and fled again, but it was too late.

The zombie pressed him heavily under him, with its bloody mouth wide open, staring at his delicate neck and about to bite it down.

Qiusheng's body was nimble, he turned his head, and dodged again.

The zombie took a bite on Qiusheng's buttocks, and ended up biting off a piece of clothing fabric. Qiusheng stood up and ran in a panic, touched his buttocks, and found that the clothes inside were not torn, so he knew the bite was not deep enough, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh, it's time for a change."

Just as Qiu Sheng finished grunting, who would have thought that zombie would gallop towards him again.

"Damn! But is it a disaster for one person?"

"Master, help!"

Qiu Sheng was pressed against the wall by a zombie, and Uncle Jiu shouted, "Use a mahogany sword!"

"Oh!" Qiu Sheng kicked the zombie's stomach, took the opportunity to turn sideways, bent over and shook the tiger's body, trying to shake the mahogany sword out of the scabbard on its back.

In the end, he played too handsomely, and the mahogany sword flew out and landed at the zombie's feet.

"Master, the mahogany sword is gone..."

Uncle Jiu supported Qiu Sheng's back, "Go and lure it away!"

"Ah? Why me?"

At this moment, he finally understood why people always talk about literary talent, and stupid people are blessed with stupidity.

He looks naive, but at critical moments, he can always live in peace and avoid disasters.

Uncle Jiu was really willing to let go, and pushed Qiusheng to the mouth of the zombie.

It's like feeding zombies.

The zombie looked at Qiu Sheng who was flying towards him, and caught him firmly. A pair of cold dead hands pinched Qiu Sheng's neck, and he was about to bite down with his mouth open.

Uncle Jiu took the opportunity to get the mahogany sword,

With some saliva on the sword, he hit the zombie directly.

Han Feng just stood and watched Uncle Jiu and the zombies fight.

He knew better than anyone else that Uncle Nine's shrouds, talismans, black dog blood, and mahogany swords were useless against this zombie.

But I had to cooperate with them in acting.

Holding the mahogany sword in his hand, Uncle Jiu thought that he had the chance to win, and stabbed the zombies indiscriminately.

As a result, it was directly grabbed by the zombie and thrown out.

He fell on the chair in embarrassment, slipped and hit the wall.

Qiu Sheng and Han Feng hurried forward to help Uncle Jiu up.

Han Feng saw the blood stains on Qiusheng's neck, "Brother, you?"

Qiu Sheng was startled, and touched his neck randomly, but didn't feel any pain, "Oh, it's okay, it wasn't bitten, it was the blood from the zombie's mouth."

Han Feng also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"Master, what the hell is this? Why are you not afraid of anything?"

"Western ghosts, in the words of foreigners, they are vampires!"

"Huh? Vampire?!"

When the master and apprentice were talking, the zombie rushed over again.

Qiusheng and Han Feng reacted instinctively and avoided in an instant.

The rest of Uncle Jiu was lying face down on the chair, being directly crushed by the zombie.

"Master, take care!"

After the two senior brothers escaped, they did not forget to bless Uncle Nine.

Qiu Sheng became anxious, and ran to the priest, "You know foreign language, you go and get rid of that foreign ghost!"

The priest looked confused.

Can foreign ghosts be dealt with by knowing foreign language?

What logic is this?

On the other side, Han Feng watched Uncle Jiu and the foreign zombies fighting wits and courage, and his heart was surging.

I saw that whenever the zombie thought he had caught Uncle Jiu and was about to bite him down, Uncle Jiu would retract his head into his clothes.

It made the Western Zombie almost collapse.

In the end, Uncle Jiu directly escaped from the claws of the zombies with a trick of the golden cicada.

But this Western Zombie is really too tough. He was completely enraged after being teased several times by Uncle Nine.

He rushed to Jiu Shu's side at lightning speed, grabbed Jiu Shu's neck, and threw him on the window frame, and the window was smashed in an instant!

Uncle Jiu was also hit hard this time, and fell to the ground and rolled over.

Seeing this, the priest endured the pain, took off the cross pendant from his son's neck, stretched out his hand and walked towards the zombie with the cross.

Sure enough, the zombie panicked after seeing the cross.

Han Feng helped Uncle Jiu up from the ground, "Master, go and rest, and leave the rest to me."

Uncle Jiu grabbed Han Feng's sleeve, "Boy, don't be brave! Go back to me!"

He was such a good apprentice, Uncle Jiu didn't dare to let Han Feng take risks.

Qiu Sheng pouted and said in displeasure, "Master, your partiality is too serious. When you pushed me to attract zombies just now, why weren't you afraid that something would happen to me!"

"Furthermore, Junior Brother's cultivation is at the Vientiane Realm, and I am only at the Qi Refining Realm."

When Qiu Sheng said this, Uncle Jiu thought that he was really partial.

However, in Uncle Jiu's heart, these three apprentices have a clear conscience, and they are all devoted to each of them.

It's just that Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai are not up to par.

"Ah!" the priest yelled, and hurried back.

Just now, he took the cross and went forward to deal with the zombie, and the zombie was forced to retreat again and again.

But the zombie is a mutated zombie, and the black ghost robe covers his face, and the western zombie instantly turns into a normal zombie.

The cross in the priest's hand is only effective against Western zombies.

At this moment, the priest was running wildly all over the church, being chased by zombies.

Han Feng was about to get up, but was grabbed by Uncle Jiu, "This is a Western zombie, you can't deal with it!"

Han Feng smiled lightly, "Master, not anymore."

Seeing that the Western Zombie was tossed about by Uncle Jiu and the priest, Han Feng decided to take action.

His eyes lit up as he looked at the zombie.

Uncle Jiu was about to grab Han Feng, but he was still a step too late.

The priest was slammed to the ground by the zombie, and in desperation, Xie Dingnan rushed over.

Seeing this, Han Feng secretly exclaimed that the Xieding man looked soft and weak, but he didn't expect to have a bit of courage.

As a result, he was slapped in the face in the next second.

thump!

Xie Dingnan knelt down to the zombie and begged, "Devil, please, let Father go!"

Han Feng's forehead was full of black lines, lying in a trough!

This brain is full of paste, right?

You fucking call him a devil, how can you let me go?

"Please, don't hurt anyone again!"

Even Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng can't stand it anymore, can they negotiate terms with ghosts?

This man is definitely a talent!

Naturally, the zombie didn't give him face, and kicked him away, grabbing his Father and wanting to bite him.

Han Feng stepped on the ground, came to the back of the zombie as light as a swallow, and grabbed the collar of the zombie's clothes.

The zombie's head couldn't be lowered. Seeing that the priest was close in front of him but couldn't eat it, he turned his head angrily, but Han Feng smiled at him.

Then he took out the demon-suppressing nine-ring umbrella, and the zombie was directly sent flying by the magic weapon in Han Feng's hand.

Lie on the ground and step back.

Uncle Jiu was dumbfounded, and touched the Demon-Suppressing Nine-Ring Umbrella hanging from his waist, which was no longer on his body, "When did this kid take it away, and he moved too fast."

But the reason why Uncle Jiu didn't take out the umbrella just now was because the zombie wasn't even afraid of black dog blood, and presumably he wasn't afraid of the umbrella either.

Unexpectedly, when Han Feng made a move, it turned out to be a completely different situation.