Yun Zhan's family lived on a plain by a large river.
The scenery here was beautiful and picturesque.
Pei Xiaofeng wanted to go to the Holy Mountain, but Yun Zhan refused.
In such a good environment, it used to be very unsightly to build a high mountain.
They stopped more than 50,000 kilometers away from Yun Zhan's home, and Pei Xiaofeng drove everyone off the holy mountain.
These people were led around by the Holy Mountain and were frightened for a long time.
As soon as they heard that they were allowed to leave, they all ran away in less than a minute.
After establishing several defensive arrays around the holy mountain, Pei Xiaofeng checked the Cynomorium array in the hall on the top of the mountain.
After confirming that nothing was wrong, Pei Xiaofeng and Yun Zhan opened the treasure house in the Holy Mountain, got a bunch of things and carried them to his house.
After landing on the ground, Yun Zhan threw a large bag of things he was carrying to Pei Xiaofeng and said, "Xiaofeng, you should take the gift you gave me."
"Hey, why are you like this?
These things are so heavy, why do you let me take them by myself?"
Pei Xiaofeng shouted.
Yun Zhan straightened his clothes and said, "Of course you take the gifts if you give them to me.
If I take them, my mother will think I robbed someone else's house."
Pei Xiaofeng sighed and said, "Okay, I'll take it.
When the time comes, these will all be gifts from me, not yours."
The two of them talked one by one and walked into a small village by the river.
The houses in the small village are neat and the streets are extremely clean.
There are trees with red flowers planted on both sides of the streets, and a refreshing fragrance wafts in the air.
The houses in the village are far apart, each house is independent, and neighbors are separated by wide streets.
Following Yun Zhan, he came to a house.
In front of the tall gatehouse was a pair of stone lions.
This kind of decoration is a Chinese custom.
"Yun Zhan, is there anyone in your father who is Chinese?"
Pei Xiaofeng asked.
Yun Zhan, who was about to open the door, looked back at Pei Xiaofeng, then at the stone lions, shook his head and said, "These stone lions were brought back by my father when I was very young.
When he opened the door, a fresh breath of energy came out, and a familiar feeling came.
Pei Xiaofeng felt that he had seen this kind of energy somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.
"Brother, you are back.
Mom misses you so much and talks about you every day."
A girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, as beautiful as a fairy, ran out of the backyard and said.
The girl was stunned when she saw Pei Xiaofeng and asked, "Brother, where did you get a follower from?
This guy is really energetic."
Upon hearing this, Pei Xiaofeng hurriedly explained: "Sister, I am not your brother's follower, I am his friend."
The girl looked at Pei Xiaofeng and smiled and said: "My brother has always regarded his followers as friends.
It is your honor to be my brother's follower.
My brother is very powerful.
He has a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles."
People are afraid of it.”
"Sister, I really am not" Before Pei Xiaofeng finished speaking, the girl giggled and said, "Why are you being carried so many things if you're not a follower?
Every time my brother comes back with a gift, it's always a follower who carries it for him."
Only now did Pei Xiaofeng understand why Yun Zhan asked him to carry things.
It was because he wanted to treat him as a follower.
"I said Yun Zhan, what are you doing?"
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Before Pei Xiaofeng finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yun Zhan: "Xiaofeng, don't listen to her nonsense, she is joking with you."
At Yun Zhan's house, Pei Xiaofeng received a very warm reception.
Yun Zhan's mother is also very beautiful.
She looks very similar to Yun Zhan's sister.
From the appearance, people will think of them as twin sisters.
Pei Xiaofeng gave two bags of treasures to Yun Zhan's mother.
Before the bags were opened, Yun Zhan said: "Mom, these are all given to you by Pei Xiaofeng and have nothing to do with me."
Pei Xiaofeng didn't know why he said that and felt strange.
When the bag was opened, Yun Zhan's mother's face changed and she asked: "Xiaofeng, where did you get these things from?"
Pei Xiaofeng told the story of robbing the Holy Mountain and arresting the Great Sage Chunyang without any concealment.
Yun Zhan's mother glared at Yun Zhan fiercely and said, "Yun Zhan, why don't you change?
The world of gods and humans is about to turn you upside down."
"Fan Tian, Auntie, Yun Zhan is very honest."
Pei Xiaofeng looked at Yun Zhan strangely and said.
Yun Zhan's sister giggled and said, "Brother Pei, do you think my brother is honest?"
"Yeah."
Pei Xiaofeng said, "He just loves to play, and it's not a big deal."
"After I tell you about my brother, you won't think he is honest."
Yun Zhan's sister exposed all his old background under his unkind gaze.
Yun Zhan used to be in the Heaven and Human Realm too.
He went around killing and killing people, causing chaos in the Heaven and Human Realm.
Because his father was there, no one dared to do anything to him.
Later, his father sent him out of the world of gods and humans.
It was said that he would make a lot of trouble in that world.
"Yun Zhan, you still have this hobby, haha, not bad, not bad."
Pei Xiaofeng patted Yun Zhan on the shoulder and said.
"Brother Pei, you said he was good, didn't you?"
"Haha, the same, I also like to play.
A few days ago, we accidentally dominated Guangming City."
Pei Xiaofeng said casually.
Yun Zhan's mother was shocked when she heard Pei Xiaofeng's words and said, "The Lord of Guangming City is a great saint, why did you kill the Lord of Guangming City?"
Yun Zhan said hurriedly: "Mom, he doesn't care about my business.
He did it himself.
This kid even beat the Great Sage Chunyang to disability."
Yun Zhan's mother felt a headache.
The consequences of killing the Lord of Guangming City were not serious.
After all, they were not in the same world, but it would be troublesome to beat the Great Sage Chunyang.
He was one of the ten spokespersons of Heaven in the world of heaven and man.
"Why did you beat up the Great Sage Chunyang?
Yun Zhan and Xiaofeng are in big trouble."
Yun Zhan's mother said worriedly.
Pei Xiaofeng chuckled and said, "Don't worry, Auntie, he's just a Chunyang Great Sage.
I won't be afraid of ten or eight more of him."
After staying at Yun Zhan's house for one day, they left in a hurry.
Before leaving, Yun Zhan's mother repeatedly told them not to mess with Heaven again.
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Heaven was too powerful and could not be provoked by ordinary people.
As soon as they left the village, they hurried back to the foot of the holy mountain.
As soon as Pei Xiaofeng appeared, they felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere, and the magic circle at the foot of the mountain was missing.
"Yun Zhan, someone broke the formation and went up the mountain.
You stay at the bottom of the mountain while I go up to take a look."
Pei Xiaofeng said.
Yun Zhan nodded and said, "I want to hide.
If a sneak attack suddenly appears, the effect will be better."
Pei Xiaofeng flew up the mountain along the stone steps.
As soon as he reached the mountainside, he heard someone shouting: "Who are you?
Don't trespass on this sacred place."
The shouters were two handsome boys wearing red robes and holding vajra pestles.
Pei Xiaofeng could tell at a glance that these two boys were not human.
Their bodies had been refined, and the combination of soul and body was not perfect.
"You two are not human, and you don't look like ghosts.
What are you?"
Pei Xiaofeng asked.
"We are gods," a boy said sternly.
Pei Xiaofeng laughed loudly after hearing this.
He did not expect that two guys who were neither humans nor ghosts would pretend to be gods.
"You take over someone else's body and claim you are a god.
Do you think you are talking nonsense?"
Pei Xiaofeng asked.
"Don't talk nonsense to him, kill him."
After saying this, a boy rushed towards Pei Xiaofeng.
A burst of corpse energy came, and the surrounding air made a crackling sound.
Pei Xiaofeng did not expect that there were zombies in the heaven and human world, so he sent out a stream of pure Yang energy and hit them.
As soon as the two vajra pestles crossed, a defensive wall appeared.
Pei Xiaofeng's energy was blocked.
With a bang, the two boys flew backwards for more than a hundred meters, and then rushed over again.
"Something capable."
Pei Xiaofeng raised his hand and received a thunder in his palm.
This time, his energy increased several times.
The two vajras crossed again, and this time the two boys did not fly out.
When the air wall exploded, they were also blown to pieces.
Black, solidified blood and body parts were flying everywhere.
Pei Xiaofeng hurriedly made a protective shield to protect himself from getting on his body.
"Anyone who dares to kill my boy is seeking death."
A larger wave of corpse energy came down from the mountain, and Pei Xiaofeng teleported away.
A middle-aged man wearing a white robe appeared.
You couldn't tell what he was from the outside, but the corpse aura he had just emitted must be from Jiang Shui.
There are a lot of zombies in the celestial world.
Pei Xiaofeng is a little confused.
The yang energy in the celestial world is greater than the yin energy, and zombies are negative.
Logically speaking, they cannot survive in the celestial world.
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"Who are you?
Why are zombies appearing in the world of heaven and man?"
Pei Xiaofeng shouted strangely.
"Hahaha, you see, we are not called zombies, we are called rigor mortis."
After saying this, the middle-aged man rushed towards Pei Xiaofeng.
"Master, rigor mortis is very difficult to deal with, and their strength cannot be evaluated.
It is said that dragons are the nemesis of rigor mortis."
Sky Looking Mirror said.
Pei Xiaofeng hummed, and used his Qi machine to form a spear, shooting towards rigor mortis.
The middle-aged rigor mortis was holding a broad-backed broadsword, and his attack speed was very fast.
However, his speed was much slower than that of Pei Xiaofeng, and he was quickly stabbed by Pei Xiaofeng for more than a dozen times.
As soon as the gun made of Qi was pulled out of the rigor mortis' body, the wound healed immediately without leaving any trace.
Pei Xiaofeng found that rigor mortis could not be killed with a gun, so he put away his spear and used the thunder in his palm to attack, but the thunder in his palm also failed.
This was the first time that Pei Xiaofeng discovered that the thunderbolts in his palms did not work.
Judging from the energy that appeared on the mountain, it was not just the middle-aged people here who had rigor mortis.
Pei Xiaofeng threw two thunderbolts in his palms and smashed them on the ground, and then quickly retreated down the mountain.
"Yunzhan, rigor mortis appears on the mountain."
Pei Xiaofeng said.
"Xiaofeng, it seems that the people from the Great Sage Yangshi are here.
His men are very difficult to deal with.
We have to think of a way."
Yun Zhan said.
Pei Xiaofeng nodded and said, "Yun Zhan, rigor mortis is afraid of dragons.
Let's go get those two purple gold dragons."
Rigor mortis also exists in China, which is a variant of zombies, but rigor mortis in China is different from that here.
The rigor mortis here has more yang energy than humans.
It is simply the best among zombies and can resist any ordinary attack.
Pei Xiaofeng understood the principle of one thing defeating another, so he did not force his way in.
After all, there would be many more battles to come.
After several teleportations, I came to the place where the two purple-gold dragons were hiding, and rode on the purple-gold dragons to fly back to the Holy Mountain again.
The Suoyang Formation on the Holy Mountain has been broken, and the Great Sage Chunyang has just been rescued and is sitting cross-legged on the throne of the main hall to recover.
A crisp dragon roar came, and then two thunderbolts from the Yin and Yang Palms struck the temple.
The Great Sage Chunyang was blown out before he could fully recover.
Following him, there were more than a hundred people wearing different clothes who flew out. of rigor mortis
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