Whoosh!
But the thin middle-aged man sacrificed a few talismans in front of him.
Talisman-making is not the strong point of the Corpse Refining Sect, but this corpse-suppressing talisman is an exception.
The few talismans sacrificed by the thin middle-aged man are all sixth-grade corpse-suppressing talismans.
Even so, he also knew that once he was attacked, these talismans could stop the enemy for a while, but it was impossible to really subdue that zombie.
Because the zombies who have taken the Explosive Corpse Pill are not only stimulated physically, but also their souls are stimulated, and they are in a state of madness, which is the most troublesome existence.
Everything depends on zombie puppets.
The two zombies collided violently head-on, clearly appearing to be of equal strength. The thin middle-aged man can't imagine what will happen to him once the zombie puppet is defeated? Torn apart by that crazy zombie
As a monk at the ninth level of the Qi refining stage, the combat effectiveness of the thin middle-aged man should not be underestimated.
However, ninety percent of his own cultivation is on this broken Soul Eater Banner.
The thin middle-aged man has practiced hard on two things since he practiced Taoism, one is the zombie puppet, and the other is the soul-eating banner.
Needless to say, zombie puppets, this soul-eating banner is the most commonly used magic weapon by the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect. Come, the wind is swaying, and the living soul directly devours the human soul, which is extremely powerful.
If it is used to deal with zombies, the soul in the soul-eating banner will directly devour the remnant soul in the zombie and occupy its body.
The zombie itself is abandoned by the three realms of heaven, earth and man, and does not enter the six realms of reincarnation. Only a trace of remnant soul remains in the body, dominating its actions.
For some ferocious zombies, the remnant souls are also very powerful. However, the thin middle-aged man judged that the zombie in front of him was just a small sixth-level wandering corpse. Discounted
Thinking about it now, the thin middle-aged man still feels a little unbelievable.
But, believe it or not, the truth is right in front of us.
…
Boom!
Zhang Yang collided with the tall zombie again, and they both backed away.
After the confrontation just now, the bodies of the two zombies were already covered with scars, and they looked extremely miserable.
With the release of power, Zhang Yang gradually began to regain his senses, he knew that his current situation was very bad.
After swallowing the mysterious red pill, he suddenly burst out with great strength, which made him comparable to the tall zombie.
However, he didn't know how long the effect of the red pill would last. Such a violent pill has almost stimulated all the potential in the cells. It is no wonder that once the effect of the medicine wears off, he will be extremely weak.
If he couldn't kill the tall zombies and the skinny middle-aged man before, he would definitely die an ugly death.
Zhang Yang wanted to "shoot horses first when shooting people, and capture the king first when capturing thieves." However, looking at the thin middle-aged man who sacrificed a few talismans to protect himself tightly, he knew that it was impossible to sneak attack the general with one blow. its killing.
And the tall zombie entangled himself too tightly, and he couldn't avoid it at all.
This tall zombie must be killed, other than that, there is no other way to go!
Thinking about it, Zhang Yang began to feel cruel.
With the release of spiritual consciousness, the situation of the entire battlefield is under control.
Seeing the tall zombie rushing towards him again, Zhang Yang simply ignored it, his sharp claws were tightly knives, aiming at the position of the opponent's heart, he was about to stab it.
Once the zombie's heart is scratched, it will surely die.
If possible, Zhang Yangning can use the method of exchanging injuries to kill the opponent.
However, Zhang Yang was doomed to be disappointed.
Although tall zombies do not have the same intelligence as humans, they have a basic instinct to avoid danger.
Seeing Zhang Yang's claw stabbing at his heart, the tall zombie sideways avoided the vital point.
puff!
It pierced deeply into the socket of the shoulder, and the claws tried to be pulled out but got stuck.
Zhang Yang thought inwardly that something was bad, and the wind rang in his ears.
Boom!
But the tall zombie raised his arms, like two peaks piercing his ears, and smashed hard on his head.
Zhang Yang only felt a "buzz", and under a stab of pain, his head seemed to be split open by the other party, and he almost fainted.
After waking up for a while, he saw that the tall zombie had already grabbed his arm, swung his whole body violently, and slammed it towards the ground.
Boom!
Amidst the flying earth and rocks, a large hole was smashed into the hard ground.
But Zhang Yang only felt that the bones from the left crotch to the waist seemed to be smashed, and his movements were affected.
The little injury to the shoulder socket of the tall zombie was not a problem at all, but Zhang Yang was hit hard repeatedly.
This time, it's really a steal!
Woo!
The tall zombie rushed over again with its teeth and claws open.
Zhang Yang didn't even think about it, so he picked up a thick wooden stick with the mouth of a bowl on the ground next to him and swung it.
Boom!
The ostentatious tall zombie was knocked to the ground by the big wooden stick.
Only then did Zhang Yang notice that in his hand was a small tree that was blown off by the strong wind at some point and fell to the ground.
Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, this is a good weapon!
He couldn't help but poke forward again.
Boom!
The tall zombie had just stood up, but was thrown to the ground again.
The thin middle-aged man next to him looked stupid for a long time.
Is that all right? When did zombies learn to use weapons? Isn't this a joke
If it is a purple stiff head, it is still a normal thing. Purple Zombie is equivalent to the foundation-building stage of human monks, and has already given birth to its own wisdom. But... this is obviously a walking corpse!
At this time, Zhang Yang didn't care whether his secret was exposed, he lost his life, everything was gone!
kill! Kill this person!
Zhang Yang's eyes were red, and there was only one obsession in his heart.
The heavy little tree danced very easily under the huge force of the zombie Zhang Yang. Then he vigorously picked up the small tree and smashed it towards the tall zombie.
Boom!
The tree trunk knocked the tall zombie to the ground, Zhang Yang thought in his heart that there was a good chance, and he took advantage of the opportunity to rush towards the thin middle-aged man.
The skinny middle-aged man stared wide-eyed, thinking that this zombie is going against the sky—it doesn’t matter if he knows how to use a weapon, and he knows how to fend off zombie puppets before killing himself. This is a wonderful tactic that only humans know how to use. !
These thoughts flashed by, but his hands were not idle, and Fa Jue moved, and the two corpse-suppressing charms in front of him were played.
hum—
The powerful rhythm struck Zhang Yang's soul like a heavy hammer.
But Zhang Yang only felt dizzy for a while, and continued to rush forward.
The thin middle-aged man's face changed, this zombie was more powerful than he imagined; while chanting the mantra to urge the zombie puppet to come back for help, his figure exploded back.
In the process of retreating, there was already a mahogany sword in his hand, and in a flash of light, it stabbed towards the center of Zhang Yang's chest.
This sword made Zhang Yang feel a tremor from his soul, and his intuition told him that once he was stabbed at a vital point, he would probably die.
However, Zhang Yang had no way out.
The divine sense controls the entire battlefield, Zhang Yang can "see" clearly without turning his head, the tall zombie has already rushed towards him roaring, and if he delays for a while, he will be entangled again.
There is only one chance!
At the critical moment, the ruthlessness in Zhang Yang's bones was stimulated. The "Small Tree Weapon" threw it backwards vigorously, hitting the tall zombie.
At the same time, he stretched out his hand to grab the mahogany sword.
Boom!
The tall zombie swung its arm to smash the small tree, but under this block, its speed also slowed down.
puff!
The seemingly blunt and fragile mahogany sword pierced directly through Zhang Yang's palm and came out obliquely from the elbow.
Zizizi—
There were bursts of thick smoke, and wherever Zhang Yang touched the mahogany sword, Zhang Yang's flesh and blood were scorched, and the huge pain reached his soul.
Roar-
Zhang Yang couldn't help letting out a roar from his throat, his strong willpower supported him to move forward without stopping, and swung his other arm out.
The shiny black nails, like animal claws, instantly cut off the thin middle-aged man's neck.
"Gululu" a big head rolled to the side like a ball; blood spurted out of the cavity like a blowout.
Behind him, the face of the tall zombie who was still roaring suddenly became confused and numb, and then showed a bloodthirsty expression, and rushed towards the thin middle-aged man's corpse.
But Zhang Yang didn't care so much, he pulled out the mahogany sword on his arm; he pulled the storage bag on the body of the corpse, rolled it up, and put the blood coffins next to him into the bag, and the other one was broken. The black banner of the old man did not let go.
Then, a piece of divine movement talisman was photographed, and the whole person fled towards the distance like the wind.