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The two giant fireballs burned with pure Yang fire, which was extremely effective against both zombies and ghosts. The purple-armored zombie naturally did not dare to directly face the sharpness of the fireballs, so the purple-armored zombie stopped in mid-air, and with the tip of its feet touching the ground, it waved its two hands in the air, causing a sharp gale to rise up, rolling towards the two giant fireballs. The two giant fireballs immediately deviated to one side, and hit the wall on the side of the zombie.

The purple-armored zombie was exceptionally angry and roared. Then, it pounced at the old Taoist once again. The old Taoist immediately whipped the horsetail whisk in his hand towards the purple-armored zombie.

The purple-armored zombie extended its hand and caught the horsetail whisk in its hand. When the purple-armored zombie's claw and the horsetail whisk made contact, the claw immediately curled up in white mist.

This horsetail whisk had been passed down for over a thousand years, and contained the Tao technique of several experts. The evil monsters retreated, and did not dare touch it, but the purple-armored zombie resisted the Righteous Qi on the whisk, and only wanted to kill the old Taoist quickly. It pulled the whisk over, extending its hand to grab the old Taoist's neck.

Naturally, the old Daoist would not surrender. He slid his foot across the ground and drew a talisman on the ground with his foot. A golden light flashed from the tip of his foot as he quickly raised his foot and kicked towards the Violet Armored Zombie's chest.

His leg felt numb, and he kicked against a thick stone wall. Even so, the purple-armored zombie let out a miserable howl, and a white mist ignited in its chest. Its body flew out and even the horsetail whisk in the old Daoist's hand was dragged by him.

The purple-armored zombie flew back seven or eight meters before heavily crashing into the ground. Its body quickly bounced off the ground. If I don't kill you today, I will be ashamed of the pain I have endured in the past few days.

With that, the purple-armored zombie's entire body shook, and its body suddenly expanded explosively, the purple scales on its body actually fell off and floated in front of the purple-armored zombie. With the zombie's loud shout, those countless scales instantly turned into thousands of sharp lights, flying towards the old Taoist.

The scales that fell off from the zombie's body were all the size of a fingernail and were incomparably sharp. These scales were far more than thousands and thousands of times, if they were to hit a person in a single strike, they would definitely be riddled with holes.

However, when he saw the scales of the purple-armored zombie fall off, the old Daoist immediately reacted. His hands suddenly formed a complex hand seal. This hand seal was a mantra from Taoism, and it was called the Internal Lion Seal. Spirit power of all living things, let me contact the first seal.

The incantation was the Vajra Hammer Curse.

At this moment, the old Taoist displayed his cultivation to the extreme. His hand seals and incantation were completed at almost the same time. Finally, he said a single word: "All!"

Just as this word was uttered, the wooden chair next to the old Taoist flew up into the air and formed a solid barrier in front of him.

The zombie battle had reached its most intense moment, and life and death was once again on the line.

Countless purple scales flew across the air and swarmed towards the barrier formed by the old Daoist. Suddenly, a burst of popping sounds rang out in the air, and crackling sounds rang out. Countless scales landed on top of the wooden planks and chairs, as if they had been shot by a machine gun, and countless fragments flew into the air. Most of the scales were blocked, but there was still a small portion of them that flew towards the old Daoist.

At this crucial moment, the old Daoist priest once again formed a hand seal. He took two steps back and a talisman appeared in front of him.

Following the intense burning of the talisman, a barrier of astral energy appeared in front of the old Daoist, causing him to rise up from the ground.

The thousands of purple scales ruthlessly smashed onto the barrier, causing it to shatter into pieces like glass. Seven or eight purple scales entered the old Daoist's body.

The old Daoist gave a muffled groan as he was sent flying again. He crashed into the wall behind him, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing that his attack had succeeded, the purple-armored zombie let out a happy laugh. It jumped up again and in the blink of an eye, it landed beside the old Daoist. It extended its long armor arm and grabbed the old Daoist by the neck, lifting him up into the air.

The purple-armored zombie once again let out a strange, chirping laugh, extremely pleased with himself as it said to the old Daoist: "This old body has suffered a thousand hardships, but in the end, I've turned into a purple-armored zombie that is hard to come across in hundreds of years. Even you want to deal with this old body, dream on, this old body will send you to the Yellow Springs Road!"

The old Daoist was being held by the throat, and fresh blood flowed unceasingly from his neck, causing him to feel as if he was about to suffocate.

This old Daoist has lived for more than half his life and has been overtaken by countless evil ghost zombies. Only this purple armored zombie is the most difficult to deal with, I never thought that I would die in the hands of such an evil being.

However, because the purple-armored zombie had used a Demonic Beast Form, it did not reach the standard that a purple-armored zombie should have. Otherwise, it would not be easy for him to take three moves from the purple-armored zombie, and he would not be able to last so long.

Seeing that he was about to be killed by the purple-armored zombie, the old Daoist held his breath, and wanted to fight to the death with his life on the line. He immediately used the tip of his tongue to block the upper jaw, and with the tip of his tongue to draw a talisman to restrain the zombie, he bit the tip of his tongue, causing fresh blood to flow out of his mouth. The old Daoist immediately had a red face, like a pig's liver, and fiercely opened his mouth, spitting a mouthful of blood towards the purple-armored zombie's face.