Yan Ning was stunned. He never expected that this Maorou zombie would have no desire to fight. He didn't even catch Wang Tianci and ran away.

However, Yan Ning would not let Wugaocheng go so easily. He flashed his body and chased him out:

"You guys are careful, I'll chase him!"

There are about a hundred evil ghosts, which are not enough to see in front of Zhuang Xiaoya and Yihu, so Yan Ning is relieved that they will stay here.

Wugaocheng's movement speed was extremely fast, and he could rush out ten meters in one leap, but Yan Ning was faster and more flexible. He quickly chased behind Wugaocheng, and he could almost grab the corner of Wugaocheng's clothes with just reaching out!

"I hurt my friend, just leave if I want to?" Yan Ning sneered, and seventy-two golden needles flew out from his body, and immediately stopped Wu Gaocheng.

Wugaocheng's face was gloomy, he stopped and turned around, and said to Yan Ning: "Don't think I can't deal with you!"

Yan Ning was happy: "If you just yell at zombies, you dare to speak out loud?"

"Don't worry!" Wu Gaocheng seemed to have thrown apart, suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed two Taoist talismans, and threw them in front of Yan Ning. The Taoist talisman suddenly turned into two red blood lights and rushed towards Yan Ning!

"It turned out to be another zombie who knows how to use Taoism!" Yan Ning was shocked, took two steps back, recalled the golden needle, and formed a barrier in front of him. Two red lights hit the barrier, and actually pushed Yan Ning back more than ten meters before gradually dissipating.

"I said, don't behave like I can't deal with you!" Wu Gaocheng said coldly.

Yan Ning's face was not very good-looking, and Wu Gaocheng used the Taoist technique to be extremely vicious. Even if Yan Ning used a golden needle to resolve it, there were still many fish that had missed the net. They penetrated into Yan Ning's body, causing Yan Ning to churn blood. If it weren't for the evil thoughts in his body, Yan Ning wouldn't feel uncomfortable at this time.

"Are you a member of the Changsheng Sect?" Yan Ning asked coldly.

"Changsheng Sect?" Wu Gaocheng was stunned, and then he seemed to hear some huge joke, "Changsheng Sect is nothing!"

The Eternal Life Sect...is nothing?

The power of the Changsheng Cult is spread all over the coast of China, from the small fishermen's villages to the leaders and management, and even controls Juehai Prison as their arsenal. They have countless subordinates and many ghost king entourages...

Such a powerful cult turned into a fart in the mouth of the roaring zombie in front of him?

Wugaocheng took two steps forward, not afraid of Yan Ning's sudden action. He walked to Yan Ning and patted his shoulder: "I know you, the Holy Lord said, seeing a knife is like seeing him, so I won't attack you. As for the capture of Wang Tianci, it was the Holy Lord's order, but now if you don't let me catch him, I have an excuse to go back and report to the Holy Lord, so... you don't have to stop me."

Yan Ning looked at the golden mask in front of him. The mask was expressionless, but Yan Ning seemed to be able to see Wu Gaocheng's disdainful smile through the mask.

Wu Gaocheng withdrew his hand and let out a sneer. Then he was reincarnated and wanted to leave, but Yan Ning stretched out his foot and blocked his way.

"What? I still want to fight?" Wu Gaocheng stared at Yan Ning.

Yan Ning stroked Mingpodao with one hand and asked, "Who is the Holy Lord in your mouth?"

"The Holy Lord is the Holy Lord. We don't know his name and surname. We only know that he is extremely powerful and powerful enough to satisfy all our wishes!" Wu Gaocheng clenched his fists, "I am the immortal body that he gave me."

"Okay," Yan Ning took back his feet and made way for Wugaocheng, "You go."

"Thank you, we will meet one day." Wu Gaocheng bowed to Yan Ning, then left with a smile, and soon disappeared into the cold wind of the night.

Yan Ning took a deep breath, put away the Mingpo Knife, and his face turned gloomy.

Before the Changsheng Sect was resolved, new forces appeared. It is still unclear whether this force is an enemy or a friend.

Yan Ning didn't even know the name of the new force, and this holy lord seemed to suddenly appear. From Wugaocheng's mouth just now, Yan Ning guessed that Wugaocheng was created by that holy lord.

The Holy Lord who can create Maoro Roar zombies? At least they are zombies of the resentment level, and... the zombies he created are somewhat similar to those of the zombies of the Changsheng Sect, and they can all use Taoist techniques.

"Damn, this world is so complicated!"

Yan Ning covered his head and spitted a mouthful of water on the ground, not thinking too much. When Wang Tianci woke up, he might find a result.

Yan Ning quickly returned to the car near the car. At this time, the evil ghosts had been dealt with by Zhuang Xiaoya and Yihu. Some of the evil ghosts surrendered because of their strength and were taken into the Two Life Stones by Zhuang Xiaoya's ghost-resisting technique.

This is also good. I have lost a lot of ghosts in Hehui City before, and Zhuang Xiaoya's power has been somewhat supplemented this time.

"Where is that zombie?" Yihu general Yan Ning came back and asked quickly.

"Run away." Yan Ning sighed.

Yihu was stunned. Although Maorou was powerful, he should not be Yan Ning's opponent, so why did he run away?

Yan Ning did not hide this and told everyone all the conversations between him and Wugaocheng. After hearing this, the three of them thought about it.

Yihu said: "China is so big, with many cults. The forces of the Changsheng Sect are mainly divided into coastal areas. As for the inland, there are other forces, but I really don't know who the zombie said about the Holy Lord."

"Is it possible that it is not a cult?" He Xi asked.

"Isn't it possible for a cult to be such a pretentious title?" Yan Ning rolled his eyes.

Zhuang Xiaoya reminded: "Yan Ning, go and see Wang Tianci first. Just wait for him to wake up and ask him directly."

Yan Ning nodded and hurried back to the car to visit Wang Tianci.

Wang Tianci was already in a coma, with countless wounds of all sizes on his body, both old and new. Yan Ning judged that they all appeared in the past month.

In other words, Wang Tianci was chased for at least a whole month!

Although he had fallen into a coma, Wang Tianci's body was still stiff and his fists were clenched tightly. Yan Ning sighed, not knowing what he had experienced in the past month that would have become like this.

Yan Ning checked and found that Wang Tianci's body had suffered only some skin trauma and several fractures. As for the zombie's corpse poison, he excreted it from his body. It should be the ability taught by Old Man Weng to Wang Tianci in the past.

Finally, Yan Ning checked Wang Tianci's soul, and Yan Ning couldn't help frowning.

Wang Tianci's three souls and seven spirits were actually in chaos, like messed up yarn, intertwined together!
Chapter completed!