"Boom! Boom! Boom!... boom..."

    "Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!... Qiang..."

    "Dong! Dong! Dong! ······"

    As soon as Uncle Jiu made up his mind to enter the room and have a look, he heard the sound in the room change, full of explosive power and destructive power.

    Vaguely, he saw a figure holding an iron bar with thick and thin arms smashing madly through the window. Even if he didn''t look, he knew what the target was.

    After a while, he saw someone chopping with a ring head big knife, and even sparks splashing out.

    "If you hit him with another finger, the force area is small. He is not a zombie. He is not bad. If his physical power reaches a certain level, he will be able to crush him."

    A voice of discontent came out of the room.

    Then uncle Jiu saw that the iron bar was erected, and a big hammer knocked wildly on one end of the iron bar.

    "Forget it, I have nothing to tell."

    Nine uncle touched the hand on the door and immediately retracted back, turned and left directly.

    At this time, he had only one idea in his mind. If the zombie would cry, he must be crying and howling.

    If a zombie could ask for mercy, he would tell all his secrets.

    "Feed him some blood and don''t die."

    At dawn the next day, looking at the dying zombies, Li xunhuan reminded.

    On the one hand, they have promised uncle Jiu to keep a seemingly complete zombie. On the other hand, they have such a living zombie in their hands. It''s a pity if they die.

    Sure enough, master Ren, who was hurriedly called at noon, saw that he roared and had only one leg left, and still frantically rushed at his zombie, shaking with fear.

    Don''t say anything about not cremating anymore, repeatedly told uncle nine to solve the zombie, and ran home pale.

    "The zombie is in spirit again. We continue to do other experiments."

    Uncle Jiu also wanted to ask how Zhang Sanfeng and others would eventually deal with zombies. When he saw Zhang Sanfeng and others excitedly carrying the recovered zombie into the room, he swallowed it again.

    Is there any end to this zombie?

    "I don''t know what your purpose of establishing the college is?"

    With a wry smile, uncle Jiu found Shen Wen in the room and asked.

    "Our goal? Our next goal is to deal with zombies and ghosts."

    Shen Wen smiled.

    Because zombies and ghosts can exchange credits at Zhutian college, the Museum of Zhutian college needs some zombies and ghosts as exhibits.

    Moreover, students of other cultivation systems will often enter the zombie world for similar courses in the future.

    "It seems that we should send the news back to Maoshan."

    The ninth uncle said in his heart.

    The influx of such a powerful force into the cultivation world will definitely trigger a huge wave.

    "I don''t know how they deal with ghosts?"

    Uncle nine is curious.

    Physical means have no effect on ghosts, and they can''t even see ghosts without special means.

    "Can the warrior cultivate a pair of eyes to see ghosts? Or can he perceive ghosts?"

    "Uncle Jiu, there should be a good play in the evening. I wonder if you are interested in watching it together?"

    At this time, Shen Wen suddenly outlined a strange arc around his mouth and invited him.

    "Good play? Then I''ll go."

    Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment and nodded.

    Now he also wants to know more about the means of Shen Wen and others.

    At the same time, he was also secretly curious. Shen Wen invited him to see a good play.

    Without the zombie disaster, uncle nine''s two disciples are as usual. Qiu Sheng is in Yizhuang during the day and goes back at night, while Wencai continues to guard the room where the coffins are stacked.

    "Well, zombie research is put aside for the time being. You should contact ghosts."

    Shen Wen, who has been observing Qiu Sheng with a purple seal, informed Zhang Sanfeng and others who are still experimenting in the room.

    "Let''s go and take uncle nine."

    After everyone gathered, Shen Wen said, his figure disappeared in place, and others hurriedly followed.

    "Whoosh!" "whoosh!" "whoosh!"······

    Uncle Jiu, who was taken by Zhang Sanfeng, looked confused and forced. He felt the wind blowing in his ears and the feeling of riding the wind against the sky. He was a little shocked in his heart.

    Taoists are strong in magic. Without magic tools and spells, they can deal with a few people only with their bare hands.

    However, the strength shown by Zhang Sanfeng and others can defeat hundreds of ordinary people with one.

    They can influence not only the cultivation world, but even the secular world.

    As soon as I think about how big a sensation these martial artists who can escape bullets by themselves will cause in the secular world, uncle Jiu''s heart becomes more and more dignified.

    The emergence of these people is likely to control the direction of the world, and even the direction of the world.

    One such warrior is not terrible. What if there are a hundred? A thousand? Even 10000?

    If a group of martial arts men who can fly to the eaves and walls sneak into a country and destroy it wantonly, uncle nine just thinks about it and feels numb.

    "Dong! Dong! Dong! ·····"

    Accompanied by a sound of watchmaking, Shen Wen and his party stopped, which also made uncle Jiu recover.

    The crowd saw a woman with good looks, a little powder and long black hair, and her face was eager to say something to a watchman.

    "This woman is a ghost."

    Uncle Jiu''s face was cold and reminded him.

    "We''ve met before."

    Zhang Sanfeng and others nodded gently.

    They saw with their own eyes four little ghosts carrying a red sedan chair. The female ghost in red sitting inside was the woman in front of them.

    "This... This..."

    What else did Uncle Jiu want to ask? He saw the female ghost waving her hands, and the watchman''s body leaned uncontrollably against the female ghost.

    "Help! Help!"

    The teachers and students of Zhutian college have vaguely guessed the target of the female ghost.

    When they saw the female ghost before, she secretly followed Qiu Sheng, the ninth uncle''s disciple.

    Then they saw Uncle nine''s Apprentice. Qiu Sheng passed by on his bike. When he heard the sound of help, he ran quickly.

    In the next picture, just as the female ghost imagined, Qiu Sheng staged a scene of heroes saving beauty, and personally sent the female ghost home.

    "No, Qiu Sheng is fascinated by female ghosts."

    Uncle Jiu''s face changed greatly. He planned to run back to Yizhuang to get the magic weapon, but he was stopped by two arms as soon as he turned around.

    "Uncle nine, can we stop when things are at this stage?"

    Yue buqun said with a straight face.

    Uncle Jiu, ".........".

    "If I don''t save Qiusheng, I''m afraid Qiusheng will run out of energy."

    Uncle Jiu wanted to break away, but he was still stopped.

    "Uncle Jiu, this female ghost has a crush on Qiu Sheng and will not kill him."

    "When everything is over, we will buy more tonics for your apprentice and let him make good tonics."

    Li xunhuan smiled.

    "Don''t worry. Once your apprentice is in danger, we''ll kill him immediately."

    Zhang Sanfeng also promised.

    Uncle Jiu, ".........".

    "This is going to spend the night."

    About half an hour later, Qiu Sheng, who was weak, tried to leave several times, but was left behind by the female ghost.

    At the same time, everyone was secretly vigilant. Qiu Sheng''s body was also strong. It was abandoned in only half an hour. The female ghost was really difficult for people to absorb.

    "Start preparing!"

    Get the result you want, and make sure that the female ghost and Qiusheng are quiet. Zhang Sanfeng and others also start to take action.

    "Power grid!"

    Under the command of Tang Zichen and Li xunhuan, the whole courtyard was soon covered with a dense power grid, which was not only wrapped around, but even on the roof.

    At the same time, four huge lights are placed at the four corners to be ready for lighting at any time.

    "Let''s move."

    Zhang Sanfeng, Huang Yaoshi, Li xunhuan and God, the four people with the best hidden Kung Fu, each holding an electric shock, quietly hid by the bed where Qiu Sheng and the female ghost slept.

    Then the four hands holding the electric shock quietly extended into the quilt.

    "Zi ~ Zi ~ Zi ~"

    The dazzling light flickered.