Chapter 203 Little Zombie's Black Moonlight Taoist Priest 01

The night was like a huge inky curtain, quietly covering the earth. The outlines of the distant mountains were blurred in the darkness, as if they had merged into the night.

The corpses on the open space were piled up in a mess, like randomly discarded dolls, which was a shocking sight.

Blood flowed freely on the ground, forming a river. The scarlet liquid emitted a pungent smell in the darkness, as if the earth was crying in pain.

The night wind blew quietly, bringing a hint of coolness, blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground, but it could not blow away the strong smell of blood.

A man in a pool of blood moved his fingers, his body looking so weak and powerless.

His fingers struggled to grab the blood-mixed soil on the ground, and he tried again and again to use this meager strength to stand up.

However, he was too weak at this moment, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

The man raised his head with difficulty, and the moon that came into his sight was a strange blood-red color, emitting a depressing light.

A strong fear surged in his heart. Was he really going to die like this?

No, he was unwilling to give in, he didn't want to die.

A strong obsession was still burning in his heart. He wanted to live. He wanted to avenge his dead brothers and make those who had harmed them pay the price they deserved!

Perhaps his prayers worked, because suddenly a loud noise was heard on the opposite hillside.

Then, like a landslide, huge rocks broke apart and rocks flew everywhere like raindrops.

A dark shadow slowly emerged from the collapsed area. He was tall, ragged, and his long hair covered his face, making it impossible to see his true appearance.

The black shadow's nose twitched slightly in the air, as if deeply attracted by the strong smell of blood.

In just a moment, he suddenly arrived at an open space a hundred meters away from the foot of the mountain. His speed was astonishing, as if he did not belong to this world.

The black shadow lowered its head and its fangs scratched the man's neck. The flow of blood made the man groan in pain. He wanted to push the monster away, but he had no strength at all.

After drinking enough blood, the black shadow raised his head and let out a long roar towards the sky. He felt his whole body was filled with strength.

The man looked along the blood-red moonlight and could clearly see the long fangs of the black shadow, like a wild beast, emitting a terrifying aura.

At the same time, a thunderous roar suddenly rang out from the nearby forest. "Chonggu, I am Mao Luying, the eighth-generation descendant of the Mao family. Today is the day you die!"

Then, a man rushed out of the woods. He was wearing a blue-gray robe, with a thin face, gray beard and dark skin.

Following closely behind Mao Luying was a young man and woman, their eyes determined and their steps steady.

Mao Luying held a peach wood sword in his hand, the tip of the sword cut through the night sky, with a hint of golden light, pointing directly at Chonggu.

However, after Chonggu tensed his body, he let out a deafening roar, and his power surged like a tide, actually sending Mao Luying flying several meters away. He fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a circle of dust.

Seeing this, the young woman quietly walked behind Chonggu and threw a stack of talismans at him.

Then, she extended her index finger and clenched the other four fingers into a fist, muttering to herself, "The Vermillion Bird spews fire, the flames are ten thousand feet high, the evil spirit surges, burning the evil back to the sun."

As she uttered the last word, a raging fire ignited on Chonggu's body, and the flames illuminated everyone's faces.

Before everyone had time to be happy, they discovered that Chonggu was different from ordinary zombies. Not only was he not afraid of pain, but he opened his arms and enjoyed the burning of the fire.

Mao Luying and the young woman looked at each other and both frowned, both worried that the Zombie King would be difficult to deal with.

In the end, it was Mao Luying who spoke first: "Danfeng, Xianpeng, form the formation, and start the magic!"

The young man stepped forward quickly and stood on Chonggu's right side, forming a diagonal position with the young woman.

"All things sing, plants grow, with the help of heaven and earth, draw spiritual power to help me!" As the young man and woman gave the order, talismans dozens of meters long suddenly rose into the air from behind them, wrapped around Chonggu and wrapped him up.

Mao Luying flew up directly, pointing his sword at Chonggu. However, after the peach wood sword in his hand landed on Chonggu's chest, it encountered a layer of resistance and could not move forward any further.

Chonggu let out an earth-shaking roar and waved his arms. The talisman instantly turned into pieces. Everyone was shocked by the evil spirit he released and fell to the ground one after another. Mao Luying even vomited blood.

After Chonggu broke free from his restraints, he did not want to fight any longer. Instead, he turned into a black light and flew into the forest.

"Chase him!" Mao Luying struggled to stand up, but Chonggu was as fast as a ghost. As soon as the three of them chased him out of the forest, they lost his trace.

Mao Luying stood at the intersection, looking at the night sky, sighed deeply, and murmured: "If Chonggu escapes today, I wonder how many more people he will harm in the future!"

Mao Xianpeng followed closely behind, and he sighed with a hint of helplessness in his voice, "Indeed, our Mao family will not have a peaceful life in the future."

Mao Luying covered his chest and coughed violently, obviously having been seriously injured by Chonggu.

Mao Xianpeng hurried forward and tried to support him.

But Mao Luying waved him away and said, "It's getting late. You should go back and get some rest!"

Mao Xianpeng frowned and asked with concern: "Grandpa, what about you?"

Mao Luying's voice was a little tired, but more determined. "It's my Mao family's duty to eliminate demons and defend the Way. I also need to find Chonggu's whereabouts."

Mao Xianpeng's face showed anxiety, and he insisted: "Then we will go with you."

Mao Luying shook his head. "Chonggu's power is far beyond your imagination. I can go alone. If I don't come back, remember to take good care of your sister. Your parents have been brutally murdered by Chonggu. The Mao family cannot be cut off in your generation. Otherwise, I will die without the face to face my ancestors."

Mao Xianpeng wanted to argue, but Mao Luying had already turned around resolutely and disappeared into the night.

Mao Xianpeng turned around helplessly and whispered to his sister, "Let's go back to town first."

I saw my sister standing there with her head down, motionless, as if she was lost in thought.

Mao Xianpeng could only ask, "What are you thinking about?"

The young woman raised her head and smiled at Mao Xianpeng, "I'm thinking about how to kill Chonggu."

Mao Xianpeng couldn't help laughing when he heard his sister, who had always been idle, say such a thing. "Have you figured it out?"

The young woman nodded. "I've figured it out, but I can't tell you yet."

Ma Xianpeng laughed even more happily. He thought it was a joke from his sister and didn't take it to heart.

The young woman smiled faintly and said, "Brother, I dropped something in the woods and I want to go back and look for it. You go back first!"

Ma Xianpeng frowned and asked, "Do you need me to accompany you?"

"No need, I can do it alone." The young woman said lightly, waved to Mao Xianpeng, and trotted away.