The old Taoist looks crooked, but he has a unique and detached temperament, his face is straight, and he still looks like that.
"Professor Liu, if you want me to say, this is the seventh one. The virus is mutating all the time. It is impossible for us to develop an antidote. It is better to focus on how to refine powerful zombies and kill all those monsters. ."
He was originally a zombie who specialized in refining zombies. He couldn't raise his head in the Maoshan faction, but he was a very high-ranking existence.
After suddenly appearing in this world, the virus broke out, and his status naturally rose, and the matter of refining zombies was directly put on the bright side and studied with the official people.
Now with a few apprentices, at this base, he is also a special character at the second-in-command level.
"Hey, it's not a one-time thing to do scientific research. Anyway, it will be thrown to you in the end. What are you anxious about?"
The old man named Professor Liu is also helpless. They have found in their research that this virus outbreak is indeed not such a simple spread of a virus.
So far, they have found at least a dozen completely different viruses circulating in Xia.
The antidote for just one virus made their research hard enough, and they still have no clue, and these dozens of viruses that are constantly mutating...
Perhaps the virus destroyed itself in the end, and they may not be able to develop an antidote.
The persuasion was fruitless, just when the old Taoist was about to go back to see the refining of his previous six virions.
Virus No. 7 suddenly quieted down, his figure was fixed in the shape of an ordinary teenager, and his head was slightly lowered.
Shocked all over, the Immortal Binding Rope suddenly burst open.
"My magic weapon! How is it possible!"
A heartbroken exclamation.
The No. 7 virus in the isolation room moved, everyone was shocked, and his figure quickly fell into the shadow.
In the next second, he suddenly appeared beside the old Taoist.
"Run!" Professor Liu was the first to wake up, shouting in panic, turning around and wanting to run away.
However, an icy paw was placed on his neck at some point, and as long as he took a step forward, it must be the end of the corpse separation.
"Taoist, are you good at practicing corpse?"
Virus No. 7's hands turned into two huge dark red claws, threateningly wrapped around their necks.
The old Taoist swallowed his saliva, and the cold sweat kept falling.
"No, no! This is pure rumor! Taoist priest, I am Maoshan..."
"Shut up!" The virion suddenly shouted in annoyance.
The old Taoist hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, unable to stop trembling in fear.
Those who sent it over said that they dispatched a division of troops to catch this virus... In the end, they were reluctantly subdued with the VX agent...
Damn, why did I just talk about refining blood corpses!
At this time, he seemed to have seen his own death, and almost closed his eyes in despair.
"Haha." The virus body sneered, "Don't worry, I won't kill you, and I'm not the original owner of this body."
"Since you can refine corpses, have you ever tried to raise ghosts?"
"Yes, yes!" The old Taoist nodded his head when he saw hope, "I am a Taoist master! Even in the entire Maoshan Mountains, there is no one who is more powerful than me!"
What he said was the truth. In this world's Maoshan, only he and a few apprentices had extraordinary power... How could anyone be more powerful than him
"If that's the case, then it's you."
There was a sudden weightlessness under his feet, and before the old Taoist could react, he was directly dragged into the shadow by a black arm.
The virion finally glanced at the horrified Professor Liu.
"Presumably you are the official people. I win the hook. From today, remember this name, and the corpse will come to the earth."
After speaking, the virion disappeared into the shadows.
"Win Hook Win Hook..."
"Win Tick--!!"
Professor Liu muttered absentmindedly, and suddenly woke up.
"It turns out that they spread the virus! No way! This matter must be reported!"
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"Your Majesty... Your Majesty! I'm also very good at raising ghosts! You must not kill me!"
Suddenly appearing in a barren mountain, the old Taoist thumped and knelt on the ground, crying with a sad face.
A crow flies across the sky, and the weeds are rustled by the breeze.
Meng Ke frowned slightly, and said coldly, "If you kneel again, don't blame me for doing it."
He hates to see others kneeling, begging and humble.
The old Taoist hurriedly got up and stood up abruptly, but he felt it was not right, so he smirked and bent down.
"I don't know what the king has ordered? Refining corpses and raising ghosts, I am the best old Taoist!"
If he was the senior brothers in the world, he would definitely rather die than give in at this time, and he would have to cut off a piece of flesh from the devil's head and die.
But he is different. He has never experienced a sense of honor in the door.
If it wasn't for Mao Shan, who raised ghosts and refined corpses, he would have had this inheritance. Those Taoists who clamored for eliminating demons and defending Dao every day should have eliminated him.
Meng Ke ignored him and stared straight at the wilderness not far away.
The old Taoist was startled, followed his gaze and slowly looked forward.
"Shasha~~!"
The wind blew the weeds, and a chilly breath passed through his body.
The already dark sky was already covered with dark clouds, and the thick clouds blocked the scorching sun.
After hesitating for a while, the old Taoist took out two leaves and rubbed them on his eyelids fiercely.
Open your eyes again.
Under the dark clouds, a huge ball of light slowly rose from the shadows, and the wind surrounded it.
The old Taoist looked at it again, and in the next second, he sat down on the ground in a daze, his eyes widening in horror.
"This... all are human souls!!!"
Tens of millions of souls are compressed and squeezed into this sphere, even if the soul is just a kind of energy, it makes this sphere of light as huge and boundless as thousands of meters!
The old Taoist opened his mouth wide and stared dully as the ball of light squeezed out of the shadows.
At the end, he looked up at the sky, and the ball of light completely occupied all the vision in front of him.
The soul contained in it is like plundering all the ghosts in the legendary eighteen layers of hell.
"This..." The old Taoist was speechless. He had never seen so many souls in this ball of light in his life!
Then, he looked at Meng Ke with even more frightened eyes, his hands trembled violently, and he almost suffocated and fainted.
Seeing the abnormality of the old Taoist, Meng Ke said lightly:
"These are only part of it. If you can't do it, then I can only kill you and try it yourself."
Being stared at by that icy gaze, the old Taoist felt cold all over his body, and hurriedly stood up and said quickly:
"It's okay! As long as you give me time! I will definitely show you a satisfied army of ghosts!"