Zombie Contract: Get zombie bloodline and Taoist body at the beginning

Chapter 295

The black air in the room faintly heard the roar of a dragon, and the sound was harsh.

Every step he took, there was a huge resistance, preventing Fang Yu from moving forward and rescuing Madonna.

Fang Yu snorted lightly, raised his foot and took a step forward, his eyes turned red, and opened his mouth to reveal sharp zombie teeth.

The black dragon coiled in the house, with its fangs and claws bared, swooped down and bit Fang Yu.

"Big Sun True Fist!"

Fang Yu clenched his fist, and the golden flames on his fist burst out with dazzling light. At this moment, his fist seemed to turn into a small sun.

Boom!

The black dragon was shaken apart by a punch, and the gloomy wind in the room suddenly disappeared, but these auras did not dissipate, but instead passed through the window and went out.

"What is this? Why does it feel very similar to the strange aura in your body?"

Fang Yu walked over and helped Madonna up and asked.

Madonna stared out the window until the terrible aura disappeared, then she sighed, put away the treasure fan, and said with a bitter smile: "This is the aura of resentment of the Ma family for thousands of years. Only when the women of our Ma family are on the verge of death will they appear and try to take revenge."

"Auntie!"

Ma Xiaoling had already rushed in, hugging Madonna and crying.

After all, she was a little girl, how could she have seen such a world, seeing Madonna shaky in the aura of resentment, and even Madonna's three treasures could not protect her.

If Fang Yu had not repelled the black dragon transformed by the aura of resentment, Madonna would have died today.

"Xiaoling, be good, auntie can't teach you a lot of things, but this brother Fang Yu will teach you."

Madanna reached out and touched Ma Xiaoling's head, comforting her.

"I don't want auntie to die, auntie."

Ma Xiaoling was basically raised by Madonna, she had never even seen her parents, so she was very close to Madonna.

"I have at most one week left to live. After I die, Xiaoling will be in your hands and Yingqiu."

Ma Dannuo coughed again, holding a handkerchief to cover her mouth, and a faint black gas emanated from her body.

When Fang Yu was about to say something, Ma Xiaoling suddenly turned around and looked at Fang Yu, wiped away her tears, and said, "Brother Fang Yu, I saw everything just now. You have corpse gas on your body. You are a zombie.

I don't want my aunt to die. You bite her and turn her into a zombie, so she won't die."

"No, Xiaoling, have you forgotten our Ma family's ancestral precepts?

Although Fang Yu is a zombie, he is an exception. He also knows Taoism, so he is special and cannot be regarded as a real zombie.

Our lifelong enemies are zombies, so how can I become a zombie? Absolutely not. If I really want to become a zombie, I will die before I become a zombie."

Ma Dannuo knocked Ma Xiaoling's head.

Fang Yu breathed a sigh of relief. The Ma family was created by fate to fight against the Pangu people. If they turned into zombies, they would go crazy. Of course, with the blessing of two powers, the zombies they turned into would be particularly powerful.

However, such a terrible zombie is difficult to control.

Fang Yu opened the merit store and searched for it himself. Finally, he locked on an object called the Soul-Nourishing Pot. This Soul-Nourishing Pot is worth one thousand merit points, which is equivalent to a hundred-year-old peach wood sword.

"Exchange the Soul-Nourishing Pot."

"Congratulations to the host for exchanging the Soul-Nourishing Pot, deduct one thousand merit points."

The system's voice rang.

The soul-raising pot was as small as a purple clay pot. He handed it to Madonna and said, "Although it is not as good as the soul-raising jar, it is not bad. Take a look."

Madonna took the soul-raising pot, held it with both hands, felt it, and breathed a sigh of relief. She said, "Very good, enough. My soul will be raised in the pot in the future, and it can help Xiaoling."

"Okay, then we will go upstairs to rest. If you have anything, you can go upstairs to find me, or you can find Jinchai. Yingqiu is also there."

Fang Yu waved his hand and left with Chen Tongyuan.

After they left, Ma Xiaoling said, "Aunt, does this Brother Fang Yu really know the magic of our Ma family's dragon? And, Aunt, you can't summon a dragon now?"

Ma Dannuo nodded weakly and said, "Yes, he knows the magic of the Ma family's dragon. Xiaoling, the dragon that our Ma family signed a contract with is Uncle Wang. With your weak magic power now, it is not enough to summon it.

I originally thought that I would die today, but he gave me more time to live. No matter what happens in the future, don't embarrass him. Do you understand?"

Ma Xiaoling nodded and said, "Xiaoling will not embarrass Brother Fang Yu in the future, and Brother Fang Yu is very powerful.

Aunt, I will help you to rest."

Ma Dannuo nodded, and with the help of Xiaoling, she went back to the bedroom to rest.

After Ma Xiaoling simply packed up the things in the house, she took out the Demon-Subduing Sword, went to the balcony, and stabbed with the sword.

Sweating profusely as she swung the sword.

She had a hard time holding the 10-pound Demon-Subduing Sword, but she gradually got used to it.

"I don't have the talent, so I have to work hard, work hard, and work harder. "

Ma Xiaoling looked determined, and she had to continue no matter how tired she was.

After swinging the sword a thousand times, she sat cross-legged on the ground and meditated.

At four o'clock in the morning, on Xiangjiang Avenue, a middle-aged man and a short-haired little girl were running fast.

The man was about forty years old, thin, his clothes were tattered, and there were many injuries. He was extremely pale, holding the little girl with one hand.

The little girl was seven or eight years old, one hand was held, and the other hand was pinching the seal. There was a green aura flowing around the two of them, so they ran very fast.

But behind them was rolling black fog, and there were vague figures floating in it.

"Mao Shisan, Mao You, you two will die. No matter where you escape, you will die."

The figure in the black fog spoke coldly.

"Uncle, let's fight him to the death. My parents died in his hands. We can't just run away. "

Mao You gritted his teeth, turned his head and looked back, his face full of anger.

Mao Shisan said: "Mao You, we have to find your uncle Yingqiu now and ask him for help. This evil spirit is extremely powerful and is definitely not something the two of us can deal with.

I know you have extraordinary talent, but your Taoism is too shallow. Now I am seriously injured, it is not appropriate to fight with him. If we continue to entangle, we will only die. "

"Mao Shisan, you have been cursed by my ghost, where can you run to?"

The figure in the mist raised his hand and pressed Mao Shisan's back.

Mao Shisan's back suddenly appeared with rolling black fog, and a huge evil ghost totem appeared behind him, almost embedded in the flesh. The ghost face seemed to come alive and grinned.

He groaned and fell to the ground, with a look of pain on his face.

"Uncle Shisan! "

Mao You squatted down, his face became extremely anxious, his right hand was still in the state of pinching the seal, and when the black fog dissipated, he raised his hand and waved it, a golden light flew out from his fingertips, forcing the fog away.

The figure in the black fog walked out, and the figure became very solid. It was a man in a suit, wearing a cloak, a top hat, and holding a cane in his hand. He was tall, blond and blue-eyed, not like a Daxia person, and looked very strange.

In addition, there was an old man next to this man. The old man had white hair and beard, his face was full of wrinkles, and he looked gloomy. Green ghost fire was burning all over his body.

There was more than one evil spirit chasing the Mao family.

(A new month has begun. I hope I can keep updating in April. Come on.)