"Zombie?" King Gou Wei stopped laughing, with a dull voice filled with confusion, "What is that?"

It seems that King Gou Wei is indeed a guy who doesn’t like to learn. After all, he is an emperor of a generation and doesn’t even know what a zombie is. No wonder Guan Zixuan can deceive him so easily.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to explain." Yan Ning sighed, rushed to King Gou Wei in the blink of an eye, and cut off his only grown arm with a knife.

"You unruly man, you are so unfair to me!" King Gou Wei was so angry that the golden sword was slashed down. Yan Ning's movements were extremely fast. He avoided the sword and did not forget to leave a few sword eyes on King Gou Wei.

"Wow! I'm so angry!"

King Gou Wei's body continued to grow and recover, but Yan Ning kept cutting off his limbs. King Gou Wei didn't care at first, but gradually found that the speed of his broken limb growth seemed to be decreasing sharply!

Yan Ning became more and more excited as he cut. It was the first time he saw Maorou zombie. Unexpectedly, he could be beaten by himself, so his moves became wide open and close.

But he still underestimated King Gouwei. King Gouwei has experienced many battles after all. If it were to fight, Yan Ning would definitely not be as good as him. Just when Yan Ning was careless, King Gouwei, who had adapted to it, suddenly discovered his flaws, stretched out his hairy hand, and grabbed Yan Ning's neck:

"Little ant, die for me!"

Yan Ning had quick eyes and quick hands, and pressed Ming Po in front of him, confronting King Gou Wei's huge palm!

After all, King Gou Wei is a zombie, and even Yan Ning can't compete with him. He gradually lost his power. King Gou Wei's palms are getting smaller and smaller, and Yan Ning feels that he is about to breathe!

"Evil! Die for me!" Yan Ning took a deep breath, ready to give it a try, and suddenly pulled Ming Po out and chopped him towards King Gou Wei, but King Gou Wei was not bad. He quickly stretched out his hand and caught Yan Ning's attack with his bare hands. Although the price was to be cut off half of his palm, his other hand could already break Yan Ning's neck in a few breaths!

Yan Ning only felt a huge pressure coming from his neck. His eyes were white and breathing was extremely difficult. King Gou Wei was still worried and instinctively opened his mouth, trying to bite Yan Ning's neck with his huge fangs!

At this moment, Yan Ning struggled to throw Ming Po out and pierced King Gou Wei's eyes. King Gou Wei screamed and loosened his hand. Yan Ning quickly recited the Taoist decision:

"Geng, Xin, Ren and Gui, the eight heavenly Dings. I am urgently ordered my mouth and my heart. Wumen has an order to give me a finger! The 72 golden needles of Wumen will kill all the evil demons and demons in the world!"

Seventy-two golden needles suddenly appeared around Yan Ning, and in the blink of an eye, a terrible storm formed, rushing towards King Gouwei!

"What the hell is this!" King Gou Wei was shocked and was about to let go and escape, but Yan Ning was too close to him and there was no time to react. Seventy-two golden needles completely blocked King Gou Wei's retreat!

"You are just a zombie, but you are just a abandoned son of the Six Paths, and you also want to live forever?" Yan Ning broke free from King Gou Wei's hand, pulled out Ming Po, who was inserted into King Gou Wei's head, and shouted:

"White thunder is dominating, and the wind and clouds obey the order! Disciple Yan Ning led the heavenly thunder to destroy thousands of evil spirits, destroy thousands of ghosts, open my god order, and kill ghosts and gods!"

The command of the thunder and fire curse gathered on the Mingpo, and the dragon-shaped purple light rushed out suddenly. Yan Ning raised his sword and cut off King Gou Wei's head alive!

King Gou Wei's head rolled on the ground for a few times, and finally stopped. He looked at his body that fell down and shouted in horror: "This is impossible! This is impossible!"

Yan Ning looked at King Gou Wei's head and sneered. Now that he is a different person in his body and head, even if he is a zombie, it is definitely not easy to recover. Yan Ning has a way to completely eliminate King Gou Wei before he recovers!

However, when Yan Ning sneered, he ignored the body of King Gou Wei who was falling towards him.

"Damn it! It's so heavy!"

King Gou Wei's body suddenly hit Yan Ning. Yan Ning didn't notice for a moment and was overwhelmed by King Gou Wei's body. Behind him was the bronze horned gold coffin. By coincidence, Yan Ning fell into the bronze horned gold coffin with King Gou Wei's body!

"Unclerence! Return my body!" King Gou Wei shouted loudly outside.

Yan Ning didn't know how King Gou Wei made the sound. What he was most depressed now was that he didn't expect King Gou Wei's body to be as heavy as steel. He could not move the body away for a moment, but was pressed into the bronze horned golden coffin!

The broken neck of King Gou Wei kept spraying black blood out, splashing Yan Ning couldn't open his eyes. At this time, the depression in Yan Ning's heart was no different from the corpse ashes he had eaten just now.

Just then, Yan Ning suddenly couldn't hear King Gou Wei's yelling and scolding, and replaced by a slow sound of footsteps.

"What's going on? What happened outside? Are the people who came here Xiaoya and the others, or are they from the Changsheng Sect?"

A lot of problems appeared in Yan Ning's mind, and he didn't even dare to struggle. If the person who came was a ghost minister and found that he was in such a dilemma, then Yan Ning's fate would be self-evident.

"Guan Zixuan... Why are you still alive...ah--"

King Gou Wei's scream suddenly sounded, and Yan Ning felt a chill. In this King Gou's tomb, in addition to the people from the Changsheng Sect, there were also third-party people?

This person, named Guan Zixuan, is a person from a thousand years ago.

King Gou Wei's screams gradually disappeared, and Yan Ning seemed to be able to imagine the scene where his head fell into the corpse ditch.

At this time, the footsteps sounded again, and Yan Ning suddenly felt creepy because the sound was coming in his direction!

hiss……

A sound came, and Yan Ning didn't dare to breathe. Suddenly, a loud noise came from outside the bronze horned golden coffin. Yan Ning's gaze suddenly turned black. He couldn't help it for a moment and even cursed:

"Grass, turtle, let me go out!"

Guan Zixuan actually covered the coffin lid of the copper-horned golden coffin and locked Yan Ning and the corpse of the Maorou zombie in the coffin together!

Yan Ning felt a moment of despair. He had fought with the Changsheng Sect for so long and had escaped three times under Fan Wujiu's men, but this time he was going to die at the hands of a thousand-year-old demon who had never even met him?

"Let me go out!" Yan Ning stretched out his hand, regardless of the pain, and lashed at the copper-horned golden coffin frantically, making a thumping sound, but Guan Zixuan, who was standing outside, just sneered and left quietly.

Why did Guan Zixuan suddenly appear? Could it be that the person who should be resurrected in a thousand years is not King Gou Wei?
Chapter completed!