Hearing the old devil's inquiry, Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

The time that the zombie old demon followed Ye Feng was not short, it can be said that he was loyal, and Ye Feng also promised to turn him into a zombie several times, but for various reasons, he kept delaying it.

Therefore, now that the zombie old demon opened his mouth to ask, Ye Feng naturally would not refuse.

"Old devil, once you become a zombie, there is no turning back, are you ready?" Ye Feng's eyes were full of seriousness.

"Uh-huh, I've been ready for a long time!" The old demon's eyes were rolling with excitement, "Master, I want to become a zombie in my dreams!" ”

"Okay!" Ye Feng nodded and said, "I have four zombie bloodlines on my body, the Flying Immortal Corpse, the Dragon Zombie, the Buddha Zombie, and the Golden Pupil Buddha Dragon Zombie. You can only choose one of the first three bloodlines! ”

Catching up with Ye Feng's inquiring gaze, the zombie old demon instinctively spoke, "I want to become a Buddha zombie!" ”

"Buddha stiff?"

Ye Feng's eyes flashed with curiosity, and he couldn't understand why the zombie old demon didn't even think about it, so he chose Buddha Zombie. You must know that the old demon is originally an evil person, and it stands to reason that flying without destroying corpses is the most suitable for him.

However, since the zombie old demon decided to become a Buddha zombie, Ye Feng would not ask more.

"So, let's get started!"

"Roar!"

Sen Bai's sharp fangs spread out from Ye Feng's mouth, and Jin Yan beat in his eyes.

The zombie old demon was breathing rapidly, both excited and a little scared, looking at Ye Feng who was slowly walking in.

"Poof!"

The fangs pierced the skin on the old demon's neck.

In an instant, the zombie demon turned into a dried corpse.

Ye Feng's right hand moved, and a drop of essence blood glowing with golden mangs fell into the mouth of the stiff old demon.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Ye Feng's expression changed slightly, and it was not the first time he had turned people into zombies.

Under normal circumstances, the zombie old demon who had just melted into the god realm could be transformed into a zombie by consuming two or three drops of his essence blood at most.

But now, three drops of essence blood fell into his mouth, and his shriveled corpse didn't change at all.

With a raised sword eyebrow, Ye Feng squeezed out five more drops of essence blood.

"Still not working?"

Seeing that the shriveled corpse of the zombie old demon only swelled a little, Ye Feng was stunned, "What the hell!" ”

Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Feng gritted his teeth and squeezed out ten drops of golden essence blood again, and his face turned pale instantly, "Zombie old demon, you old man can't be a special physique, you can't become a zombie, right?" ”

If the zombie demon can't turn into a zombie, then play big.

As ten drops of golden essence blood fell into the Zombie Old Demon's mouth, the tooth hole in his neck finally healed slowly.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly!

A bright golden glow overflowed from the old demon's eyebrows.

"Damn, what the hell?"

Ye Feng was blindsided, although what he gave to the zombie old demon was the Buddha zombie bloodline, but in essence, it was still a zombie bloodline, and its Buddha power was just a disguise.

But now, the stiff old demon was actually shrouded in pure Buddha power, and his eyebrows were slowly cracked, like the heavenly eye of the Buddha, and there was a 'swastika' in it.

The movement caused by the zombie old demon also attracted Zhuge Wolong and others.

Looking at the zombie old demon who was shrouded by the rolling golden Buddha power, Broken Lang showed a ghost-like expression on his face, "The zombie old demon has become a Buddha?" ”

"Is it because of that page?"

Zhuge Wolong's eyes lit up.

During the time when he was imprisoned by Tianxuanzi, the zombie old demon had already boasted about his affairs in Shaolin Temple to Zhuge Wolong and them, and even the scriptures that disappeared in his thighs were not hidden.

"What scriptures?" Ye Feng turned his head to look at Zhuge Wolong.

"Ye Shao, after the zombie old demon was arrested and taken to the Shaolin Temple, he became a personal disciple of the air crash. Later, the old demon stole a lot of exercises from the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion, including a scripture book, which he put in his thigh, but then disappeared. Zhuge Wolong explained.

"What's that book called?"

"It seems to be called the Lenga Sutra, and the stiff old demon said that he couldn't read the text on it, and thought it was a treasure, so he cut his thigh and put it in!"

"Ranga Sutra?"

Ye Feng blinked, turned his head to look at the zombie old demon who was completely shrouded in golden Buddha power, "It can't be the Jiuyang Divine Skill, right?" ”

In the surprised gaze of everyone, the brilliant Buddha power that enveloped the zombie old demon slowly restrained.

For a moment, everyone's eyes widened, as if they had seen a ghost.

At this moment, the zombie old demon sat cross-legged, and his originally dry body became plump, and his skin was like mutton fat jade.

Scrolls of pure Buddha power swirled around the stiff old demon, he pinched the lotus seal with both hands, the treasure was solemn, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, with a hint of gentleness.

"Am I blind? Is this still a zombie old demon? Broken Lang raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was dreaming.

"Amitabha, good, good!"

Suddenly, the old demon slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes flowed with a convincing light.

It was as if under the gaze of these eyes, all the evils in the world had dissipated.

What shocked Ye Feng even more was that in the depths of the Zombie Old Demon's eyes, there seemed to be two rounds of scorching suns spinning.

"Master, why are you staring at me like that?"

Suddenly, the zombie old demon jumped up from the ground and met everyone's stunned eyes, "Ahem, you all stared at me like this, I would be shy!" ”

"Are you a zombie old demon?" Xiao Yu'er asked in disbelief.

"Or else?" The zombie old demon couldn't help but roll his eyes, and then grinned at Ye Feng, revealing a flattering look, "Master, I'm so hungry!" ”

"Are you sure you're a zombie?" Ye Feng couldn't help but ask, because he couldn't feel the corpse qi on the zombie old demon's body.

"Huh?"

The zombie old demon's expression froze, I'm not a zombie, so what?

With a big mouth, the zombie old demon pointed to two sharp but golden fangs, and said, "Master, you see, I have fangs, and I am a zombie!" ”

"Then how come you have Buddha power and no corpse qi?" Broken Lang couldn't help but be curious in his heart, and hurriedly asked.

"Foli?"

When the broken waves said this, the zombie old demon blinked his eyes, "I am a Buddha zombie, of course I have Buddha power, what's the problem?" ”

"There is a problem, of course there is a problem!"

Ye Feng smiled bitterly, "Even if it is a Buddha stiff, it is impossible to have true Buddha power. But now, do you have a little corpse gas all over your body? ”

"How so?" Listening to Ye Feng's explanation, the zombie old demon was like a lightning strike, and immediately with a bitter face, he shouted, "I don't want to become a Buddha, I want to become a zombie!" ”

Broken Wave's eyes flashed with envy, the zombie old demon now walked out, with a pure Buddha power, even if he shouted that it was a zombie, no one would believe it.

"Huh?"

With the violent ups and downs of the zombie old demon's emotions, the pure Buddha power that swirled around him turned into a dark corpse qi in an instant.

This transformation surprised Ye Feng very much.

The zombie old demon in the yelling also noticed this, and the distress on his face was instantly replaced by excitement, "It's a zombie, I'm a zombie, you see, I have corpse qi!" ”

(End of chapter)