Chapter 789

It's normal for Ling's family to show up. So many people have to die. Hua Sheng originally wanted to get rid of that guy before Ling's family arrived.

However, I didn't expect that the old man of Ling's family would come a little late, but since he was out of the mountain.

This time it shouldn't be so tragic. Hua Sheng thought to himself, let them do it later, and he'd better pretend to be a weak chicken.

If they can't wait, they can't be late. After all, lingjiuzhou has many generations. It's impossible for them to steal the limelight of an old man.

In fact, Hua Sheng also overestimated them. No, it can also be said that he underestimated zombies.

This time, the Ling family is coming out. Except for women and children, basically all the family members have some skills.

A total of 17 people are quite influential in the family. They were selected by old Ling. Hua Sheng put away the compass and held Xiaohei.

Old Ling uses the formula of seeking ghosts. Up to now, Taoism has evolved into tens of thousands of sects, each with its own unique skills. Huasheng doesn't look down upon it.

Before long, Lingjia old man pointed to a position in the southwest corner, "Lingxiao, you go, take the pillar and they go to the position of the southwest white tiger gate, and set up a demon trap array."

"Yes, Grandpa."

"Lingwei."

"Three grandfathers, grandson is here."

"You take people to Lingxiao where they are ten meters away, sprinkle glutinous rice and black dog blood, and circle them with red rope to prevent him from running."

"OK, Grandpa."

"Ling Baichuan."

"Three uncles you command."

"Go and get the deadbolt and the demon subduing hammer. As soon as the time comes, give me a hammer to die. Don't be merciful. You have to die."

"Well, three uncles, I will hang that monster to the eighteenth floor of hell, and I will never surpass life."

Ling's family really hate this mutant zombie, because in recent decades, Ling's family has been thin, this storm, the loss is heavy.

How is it possible that so many people are still merciful at the expense of war?

Hua Sheng said nothing but was a quiet spectator.

But Lingxiao, looking at Huasheng's eyes with light, said, "don't be afraid, wait here, it will be over in a moment."

Hua Sheng nodded. He didn't refute his face, but from the front of him, no one else seemed to be his match except Ling.

It's not a problem of too many people and too few people at all. It's a problem of the high level of Taoism. Feng Xi is so talented that he's not sure he can kill this guy.

Moreover, the wound toxicity of Hua Zhi has obviously reached the level of ecstasy. Hua Sheng has never dared to underestimate the enemy.

After arranging everything, Mr. Ling took over a black Taoist robe and put on a Heavenly Master's hat, which was all powerful.

It's the dark iron subduing demon sword in hand. It's said that it was once opened in Sanqing temple, and it's the power of ancestors.

It's also the weapon of the successive generations of Ling family. Ling old man took out a yellow charm and recited it. Suddenly, the talisman rose into the air and exploded.

All of a sudden, a dark light spread around, and the aperture expanded with some magical voice.

The voice people heard in addition to feel nothing, but in the ears of some demons and ghosts, it is fatal noise.

For a time, the demons and heresies in tens of miles were all scared, and the monsters hidden in the disordered graveyard could not be hidden any more.

A corner flying out, the body of the Qing Dynasty clothes have some embarrassed, hat missing, hair is very messy, intermittent zero.

There are blue tendons around the eyes and a little red light on the forehead, which is very strange.

He jumped to this side, Ling old man shouted, "set up the array."

Lingxiao takes people to the top, which is very good. Four young boys of Lisheng come to an eight door life and death array directly around that thing.

You can't get in and out of the array without permission.

That guy was annoyed by old Ling's demon subduing Tianyin Fu. He kept shaking his head. He would be mad at any time.