The Old Man Has No Fear

clatter! clatter! clatter...…(Armour sounds)

Under the bright night, a clear sound of footsteps sounded in the night.

Along with the sound of footsteps, this sound seemed to be the only one left in the entire area, which was so quiet that it was shocking.

After a while, a figure appeared on the edge of the forest. This was an extremely tall being. It looked like a human on the surface, but it was covered in black armor and had a pair of eyes that were as bright as horror movie antagonist eyes in the dark, adding a bit of enchantment. There was a strange feeling, and there was a strange and evil aura all over its body, which made it clear that this was not a human being.

It is not a human being, but a zombie. It is just that it's not the typical slowwalker zombie, but has begun to evolve to a quite astonishing degree. This kind of existence has transcended the boundaries of zombies and not only regains the ability to walk freely.

In addition to his strength, he has a terrifying body and powerful magical powers. If he takes a further step, he can achieve the body of Drought Demon.

As the saying goes, when the drought demon comes out, the red ground will be thousands of miles away. That kind of existence is already close to the gods, immortal, and can truly be called the Demon King.

The red onyx-like eyes looked down at the villages and towns below, and a devilish smile emerged: "I found you~"

Spreading his hands, his evil eyes looked down.

"Go, my little pets, give the Ghost King a little surprise!"

It did not choose to take action directly, even though it was confident that its power could definitely crush the ghost king, but perhaps out of caution, or perhaps because it wanted to enjoy the fun of playing with its prey, it chose to test it first.

Roar! Roar! Roar...…

A series of ferocious roars came out in the night. The next moment, the earth exploded inch by inch. A stiff, ordinary zombie with long hair on its body with its slightly decayed body and clawed fingers emerged from the ground, and then took swaying steps, like a drunkard. With bloodthirsty eyes, it walked towards the town below.

Below, in the town, Uncle Jiu's old face was extremely solemn. Although he had invited other group members to come, to be honest, no one knew how long it would take for the chat group to summon them.

And this time difference may be the difference between life and death.

Therefore, Uncle Jiu did not waste time and immediately took out all the belongings that he had hidden for a long time. Various spells and magic weapons were placed around him as if they were free of charge, forming Maoshan magic arrays.

"Even if I risk my life, I will keep you here today!!" Uncle Jiu gritted his teeth and swore in his heart.

He is different from other members of the group. He is high in the sky and has no fight with the world. Zhang Tianzhi is sincere in exorcism, only thinking about national martial arts, dominating and controlling a party, claiming kingship and hegemony, etc...

He is just an ordinary person, at most an ordinary person who knows a few Taoist skills. He can fight ghosts, or he may be beaten to death by ghosts.

Even if he subdues demons, his body will be infected by demonic energy!

Even after all these years of subduing demons, his body has already been severely eroded. On the surface, there are no injuries, but deep down, it has been severely affected, which may even affect his lifespan.

Uncle Jiu himself knew that his lifespan would not exceed fifty at most, which was absolutely unbelievable for a Taoist who had reached his level of cultivation.

But, this is him!

A Taoist priest with a true heart, a Taoist priest who has no personal interests and is dedicated to bringing some peace to this cholera world with his own efforts!

He is funny, he is noisy, he is indifferent on the surface, but he is sincere in his heart. He can also make jokes and worry, but he is never afraid of death. If he is afraid of death, he will not take such a path!

This is him, Lin Fengjiao, a true Taoist priest whose beliefs have never changed!

Even if he summoned other group members immediately, it was not because he was afraid of death, but because he was worried that he would not be able to keep the other party occupied and let the monster slaughter the world in vain.

From time to time, violent roars echoed in his ears. The sound was so clear and terrifying in the night!

Uncle Jiu gritted his teeth and slapped the ground with his hand. Suddenly, thousands of talismans rose into the sky, forming a magic circle that encompassed the entire town and protected the entire town tightly.

After doing this, he took his magic weapon and walked out of the town step by step without any hesitation.

This formation cannot last long. It is possible to hide in the formation until other members of the group arrive, but the greater possibility is that the formation will be breached and everyone in the town will become nothing but sitting ducks.

So he chose to fight, at least to give other group members and this town more time and more opportunities.

When Uncle Jiu walked outside the town, what he saw was an extremely calm and quiet scene. There was no sound at all, and the silence was eerie.

Uncle Jiu did not relax at all. His eyes were alert and focused as he looked around and scanned the area carefully.

Suddenly, Uncle Jiu's expression changed, he stretched out a palm, burned a few words in the void, and then slapped the palm towards the ground.

With a bang, the ground exploded, and a figure was directly blasted out of it. With a roar, it rushed towards Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu was not afraid at all and fought with the monster with his wooden sword.

Uncle Jiu's strength was not weak at all, and now he was at full power. In just a few breaths, he killed the monster alive.

However, the next moment, the ground trembled slightly.

Not long after, the ground exploded everywhere, and black shadows jumped out.

One, two, three...ten...one hundred...two hundred...

Finally, the number reached more than three hundred!

As many as three hundred zombies slowly surrounded Uncle Jiu. Some of them were ordinary black zombies and white zombies, and there were also mutant zombies such as silver-armored zombies and bronze-armored zombies.

With Uncle Jiu's strength, he would be a little weak when encountering a silver-armored zombie, let alone such a large number. With so many zombies surrounding him, he would definitely die!

Fear? Worried? Maybe there are some~ After all, death is not terrible. Being bitten by these guys and turning into a zombie is a disaster for the world. That is his sin and Maoshan's shame.

However, he did not hesitate or retreat for a moment. Instead, he tightened the peach wood sword in his hand and launched the attack first!

At this moment, Uncle Jiu's heart was full of pride. Wrapping his body in horse leather on the battlefield for a general was the greatest romance, and fighting monsters to death. Isn't this the greatest romance of our generation of monks?

At this moment, the old Taoist priest is fearless!