C13 (1/2)

Seeing the old Daoist spurt out a mouthful of golden blood, the purple-armored zombie's oily green eyes flashed with extreme fear. It was too late for it to dodge, so it could only tilt its head to the side.

Even so, a majority of the blood that was filled with Spiritual Energy still shot out onto the face of the purple-armored zombie. The purple-armored zombie immediately let out a miserable howl and white smoke appeared on its scale-covered face.

Very quickly, large blisters appeared on the face of that violet-armored zombie. It burst open, and a fishy stench began to leak out, making it feel both disgusting and terrifying.

However, he knew that he could not fall down now, because this was not the time for him to fall down. No matter what, he had to get rid of this purple-armored zombie, or else, he would be buried here.

Immediately, the old Daoist took a deep breath and formed another hand seal. He placed the five fingers of his left hand on his palm and placed it in his mouth. Then, with both feet on the ground, he wobbled and rushed towards the purple-armored zombie.

This hand technique was called Five-Thunder Finger, and there was a hint of thunder on his finger. It was the result of thunder and lightning, and at this moment, the old Taoist had activated all of the accumulated thunder and lightning, rushing to the side of the purple-armored zombie, and imprinted it onto the chest of the purple-armored zombie.

With this seal, the old Taoist had used up all his blood and spiritual energy. As the energy entered his mouth, the purple-armored zombie immediately fell to the ground. White smoke was rolling from its body as countless tiny electric currents circulated around its body.

The old Daoist spat out another mouthful of blood and his body swayed a couple of times. Then, he fell straight down. His consciousness was a bit blurry and he felt like he was going to faint soon.

The injuries on his body were too severe, even if he managed to survive, his cultivation would probably be greatly damaged. After recuperating for a few years, he would be able to recover to his current state, and that old Taoist had to rely on only one breath of air to support him. He did not want to faint at this moment, because he had to see this purple-armored zombie be completely immobilized before he could truly close his eyes and rest …

As soon as the purple-armored zombie was born, it displayed such a powerful fighting strength. In time, it would become even more powerful, and the entire city would probably be covered in blood. Even if countless experts surrounded and attacked it, they wouldn't be able to take it down so easily, and at that time, who knew how many innocent people would die at the hands of this purple-armored zombie.

This was a vicious beast that could not be left in the mortal world. It only had one outcome, and that was its demise!

Once again, the old Daoist relied on his tenacious willpower to stand up again. This time, his trembling hands reached behind his back and pulled out a treasure sword. As soon as the sword was unsheathed, a cold light flashed out.

Just as the old Daoist pulled the sword out of its scabbard, a horrifying event occurred once again. The electric current around the zombie that was injured by Five-Thunder Finger suddenly disappeared, and it shot up from the ground once again.