Brand the heavens, conquer everything, be the only person, and become the only god!

After saying this in his heart, Wang Yu smiled silently, disdaining Wang Yu himself for the road chosen by Wang Yu. Although to some extent, they were barely considered the same person, Wang Yu really looked down on Wang Yu's vision and courage.

If he had the ability to travel through the heavens, he would never think about causing trouble to himself in another world. He had hands, feet, body and body health and endless opportunities. He could not only fight by himself, but also compete with the gods. Why just stare at himself who has the same roots and roots in parallel worlds? When he looked down at the nine heavens, he was afraid that all the heavens and all worlds would be the only one.

Unfortunately, although he had obtained Wang Yu's origin and could survive for five years, he could not cure ALS. After five years, he was afraid that he would collapse and wait to die again.

As he grinded the beads in his hand, Wang Yu sighed a little! Although they were all surnamed Wang, everyone’s opportunities were still different!

Well, no, there is something weird in this bead!

His eyes narrowed, and he looked at the blurry reflection of the beads. Wang Yu had a bold idea in his heart. The opportunity to support Wang Yu to travel through the sky might not have disappeared with Wang Yu's ashes. The bead in his hand was probably a bit famous!

Moving the bead to his eyes, Wang Yu concentrated on his mind and abandoned the surrounding noises and focused his attention on the bead. In the dark, a figure that fluctuated and roared towards the sky appeared in his mind.

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"I'm not willing to give up, I'm not willing to give up! I haven't learned to become a master, and I haven't become a celestial master admired by thousands of people. I'm not willing to die under the mouth of a zombie!"

A voice containing strong resentment exploded from Wang Yu's mind, and at the same time, some memory fragments slowly emerged from Wang Yu's mind and fell silent.

The master of the voice is also called Wang Yu, but he lived nearly a hundred years later than modern times. His identity was not high or low in that era. A Taoist priest, a Taoist priest who had been a little skilled in three years of learning.

Among the brothers and brothers, he was the latest in his career, and his talent was just average, but he was the most diligent. He was also the only one among the brothers who could step on Yu's steps and draw talismans.

Half a month ago, Qianhe, the master who pulled him out of the Beggars' Sect, took in a business like a parent-child, and took over a business that was extremely troublesome!

The braid Zhang Xun's braid came to an infantry platoon half a month ago to surround his master Qianhe's dojo. A cloud-patterned iron coffin wrapped in a modou net was carried into the dojo surrounded by dozens of foreign guns.

‘The cloud pattern iron coffin wrapped in ink net, and the zombie and ghoul king can be used as a pretender.’

Chewing on this antonym, Master Qianhe originally wanted to close the door and see off the guests according to the ancestral teachings, but after entering the inner hall, the handsome plaid holding two fast and slow machines, he didn't know what he said to Master Qianhe. The master, who originally didn't want to take the order, still gritted his teeth and agreed to take the order.

In the past, they used Maoshan secret technique to turn the dead into zombies, and used talismans to control the zombies to jump forward. During the process of driving the zombies, they firmly followed the various taboos summarized by the ancestors to ensure that the zombies would not really turn into zombies.

But this time, they directly took a zombie who had already cheated on the road and all their past experiences were useless, but Wang Yu was not afraid of this!

As one of the four disciples adopted by Master Qianhe, Wang Yu did not dare to ask Master Qianhe why he changed his mind. He only knew to prepare the guys according to his master's wishes.

With a guy full of backpacks, he and three other brothers, masters and soldiers of the Braided Camp surrounding the dojo, set off on the road. Their target was the capital. As long as the black iron cloud pattern coffin was transported safely into the capital, they would have completed the business.

His master Qianhe is a well-known mage in Anhui. He studied under the realm of Wanjing, Maoshan. He has surpassed the third level of Taoist boy, sorcerer, and trainer to reach the level of a mage. He has found dragons and pointed acupoints, and has all the feng shui and geomancers. He has never made any mistakes in sending the deceased back home. In the southern Anhui generation, he can be said to have a steady heel.

I heard that there are yellow-haired Japanese people everywhere on the bustling streets of the capital. I don’t know how it is like Bengbu City? Are all the people in the capital a member of the Eight Banners who fight with birds and eagles? Do they only eat white flour buns when eating steamed buns? Do they have salaries from the court to support the court without chanting scriptures or painting talismans? With the fantasy of the capital, Wang Yu embarked on the road of no return!

When he stepped out of Anhui and entered Shaanxi, his master Qianhe remembered that there was no glutinous rice offered by incense among the guy he was carrying, and he also specially spared a short distance so that the route would pass by Master Simu Taoist's house.

Master Simu is very sour. Senior Brother Jiale has learned from him as a child and is a disciple and learns his skills. Master Simu has never treated Senior Brother Jiale well. I vaguely remember the patched clothes he had on his body when he met Senior Brother Jiale last time. It was actually his latest and best piece of clothing. It was really unimaginable!

Thinking about his master, Wang Yu still feels very happy. Although the master does not pay his wages, he never lacks living expenses. During the holidays, he often pulls cloth and asks tailors to buy new clothes and shoes for their brothers.

After arriving in the capital this time, the master should not be stingy when he gets the reward for this business. Their brothers and sisters should be able to taste some of the famous delicacies in the capital!

Even after taking the glutinous rice, I didn't have time to tell my separation with Senior Brother Jiale who was right in front of me. The sissy manager Wu shouted to go on the road. Why do you hurry up? You rushed to die! But I just looked at the platoon of soldiers carrying foreign guns in the team and swallowed his words in his throat.

Silently complaining about the sissy management in the team, Wang Yu honestly returned to the cart that was removed from the tent. The task assigned to him by the master was to observe whether there was any strange movement in the black iron cloud pattern coffin. He would not leave his post without permission.

In the evening, the sky suddenly became cloudy, and a rumbling thunder began to come from the sky. In a tall and dense forest, Wang Yu held the gossip mirror and peach wood sword in his hand. He seemed to have just seen the black iron cloud pattern coffin beside him shaking gently.

The heavy rain poured down, and the ink net wrapped around the black iron cloud-patterned coffin began to melt under the erosion of the rain. Oh no, the coffin was really vibrating.

"Master, Shoucai has changed. Can you communicate with the Ukrainian to let the soldiers set up a tent for Shoucai first?" Wang Yu issued a warning to Qianhe when he found out that the black iron cloud pattern coffin was different.

Hearing Wang Yu's warning, Qianhe flashed to the black iron cloud pattern coffin. Looking at the Modou.com that was constantly melting, his face looked very ugly. The effect of Modou.com that had been melted was greatly reduced. If this continues, the zombies in the coffin will definitely cause trouble. Although he is not afraid of a mere zombie, if he really wants to cause something to happen to this zombie, where should he put the reputation that Qianhe has accumulated over the years?

Having a scheming in his heart, Qianhe quickly walked towards the manager of the Wu to discuss it. Wang Yu, who was standing next to the black iron cloud pattern coffin, had no other way except to hold the guy in his hand tightly.

In less than a few words, Wang Yu saw the master who turned around with a depressed look on his face. It seemed that the sissy manager Wu did not agree to let Shou Cai enter the tent first, and things were in trouble!

"Master, the second tent has been set up and let Shoucai enter the tent!" Just when the five masters and apprentices were at a loss, they led a platoon of double-gun officers who accompanied them and suddenly regained their momentum.

"Hurry, two more people will help push the longevity into the tent first." Seeing that there was a tent that could place the longevity and avoid the rain, the five masters and apprentices of Qianhe immediately became energetic and began to pull the longevity and material.

But before they could take a few steps in the mud, the heavy rain that was already pouring down suddenly stopped. Before Wang Yu could sigh that the will of heaven made people hit a drought thunder and struck the black iron cloud-patterned coffin.

The powerful electric current exploded and Wang Yu, who was pulling the rope hard to pull the longevity material, bounced out directly. If it weren't for the considerable magic power in his body, he would have been a burnt corpse.

Before Wang Yu could use the only remaining magic power in his body to drive out the electric current in his body, a sound of a sharp ear came from the black iron cloud pattern coffin. Although there was an uncensored ink net, the zombies lying in the coffin still started to make a fuss after being hit by lightning.

Seeing this, Wang Yu was still intent on pursuing his magic power to restore his physical strength. He quickly untied the Tianbao rope on his back and threw it to his brothers who were not hit by the electric current. He believed that the Tianbao rope as thick as an adult's arm would definitely trap the zombies in the coffin.

But the result disappointed him. The adult's arms were so thick that he could not block the zombies in the longevity tree for a moment. Even if the master Qianhe suppressed the zombies, he still escaped!

With a clang, the zombie not only broke free from the shackles of the longevity, but also the heavy coffin lid of the black iron cloud pattern coffin also pressed the master's legs.

Wang Yu, who looked at Qianhe as his father in his heart, immediately rushed to the master to help the master who was not lucky enough to move the coffin lid. The senior brother behind him pulled out the peach wood sword behind him and rushed towards the zombies standing on the longevity tree to search for prey.

In less than a turn, the eldest brother was penetrated by a zombie and bitten his neck. No, this shouldn't be the case? When the eldest brother was in Bengbu City, he killed the zombie alone?

Everything that followed made Wang Yu, who was still calm in his mind when the fact that the eldest brother was killed by a zombie, was completely confused. He thought that the master who had been suppressed by the coffin cover would easily kill the zombie to avenge his senior brother, but the master was defeated by the zombie alone. Even after the zombie was trapped by them with a corpse-bound rope, the peach wood sword in his hand could not take the life of the zombie.

After knocking the master away, the zombie turned around and wrapped the corpse-binding rope with his arms. Before Wang Yu could react, Wang Yu, who firmly tied the corpse-binding rope with his body as a stake, flew into the air.

Just as he landed, he was about to ease his internal organs that had been almost displaced by the fallen body, a rotten figure covered his head, and the zombie was coming.

"Xiaobei!"

Wang Yu only heard the master's crying cry in vaguely, and then grabbed the pair of corpse claws that held his arms tightly. He had no ability to resist at all and sent his neck to the zombie's fishy mouth.
Chapter completed!