Forever Worthy of Your Love

Chapter 783: Genocide

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Hua Sheng didn't expect that the mutated zombies could talk and have thoughts, which was terrifying.

In her He Fengxi's cognition, after the corpse has mutated, it is a stiff corpse, even if it is a fake corpse, it has no thinking and language.

Just like wild animals, they can go mad and harm people, but they have no wisdom, so they are not difficult to deal with.

Now the one in front of me, with such long ears, is probably very sensitive to sound.

The eyes emit green light, and it is estimated that the eyesight is better than that of Xiao Hei. The scary thing is that it has wings. Does this mean it can fly

These are not enough, this thing can speak human language and think, which makes people have no way out.

Old man Ling also saw this, and quickly ordered, "Ling Xiao, take someone to hide first, and I will deal with him."

"Grandpa, let me help you."

"No, get out of here, listen to me."

Old man Ling got angry. In fact, he was afraid that the real Ling family would be wiped out. This thing is not sure how powerful it is now. If he is not an opponent, his children, grandchildren and nephews will probably be murdered, so the old man must fight to the death.

After finishing speaking, the old man of the Ling family took out a handful of talismans again and threw them into the sky.

"Sleepy."

Eighteen talismans surrounded this thing.

"Exorcism." Old man Ling clasped his palms together and recited the mantra, and the eighteen magic talismans kept moving towards the monster.

It exudes a strong yellow aura, which is the three yang energy of Taoism, Hua Sheng recognized it.

It's a pity... before ten seconds had passed, the monster shrugged its shoulders, opened its mouth and spat out.

Immediately, the yellow talisman was covered by the green fog, and all of them lost their mana and fell to the ground.

The most terrible thing is that the green fog is still spreading...

Some people didn't have time to hold their breath, and after smelling it, they directly stuck their necks and fell to the ground with difficulty.

"That's poisonous zombie air, everyone stop breathing soon." Old man Ling shouted hoarse.

While everyone was not paying attention, Hua Sheng moved his cuffs slightly, sucked out the aura from the comb, wrapped himself up, and isolated the poisonous aura.

But... looking at the Ling family, I couldn't bear to put down all these poisonous gases after all.

Hua Sheng operated secretly again, quietly transferred the aura, and put a layer of aura mask on all those people to block the poisonous gas little by little.

Old man Ling saw that he couldn't do it anymore, so he just threw the sword aside and sat cross-legged.

Hua Sheng knew that the Ling family, which was as famous as the Feng family, must have a trump card.

It was as if Fengxi would summon the guardian of the Feng family. Sure enough, after old man Ling sat cross-legged on the ground, his soul was separated in an instant.

The soul of the old man Ling rose into the air, and he chanted a spell, "Master Patriarch, wish me to kill demons and demons, and keep me safe. Today, I specially invite the celestial master to grant me supernatural powers, and I will fight that demon fiercely, and die." Don't hesitate." The following is the Taoist's superior mental formula, and Hua Sheng didn't hear it clearly.

After seeing it for only ten seconds, the soul of the old man Ling descended slowly in mid-air and returned to himself.

When he opened his eyes again, it was obvious that the Taoism was stronger than before, and the aura alone was different.

He raised his hand above his head, and a red tasseled gun flew out of nowhere.

"Xuanwu Zhenjun has come here, where is the evildoer coming to descend quickly?"

Old man Ling, who was holding a red-tasseled spear, suddenly had a sense of righteousness, and his sleeves were fixed.

Even the voice was not old man Ling's voice anymore. After both sides turned up, the scene would be wonderful.

With the tone of Peking Opera, Hua Sheng felt hairy all over listening to it. In the middle of the night, in this remote mass grave, it's really...