Because Zuo Zhicheng left, several monsters rushed to the ship and were entangled with the Shadow Corps. Just when Qing Yueqiu and others thought that the ghost fist had taken the lead, Zuo Zhicheng shouted in a low voice: "Hold it."

Without giving them extra time to think, Tang Xianghui and others instinctively pulled the edge of the boat, and then they saw Zuo Zhicheng pulling his hands violently. A rope connecting Zuo Zhicheng's waist and the bow of the boat was pulled straight. It turned out that before Zuo Zhicheng rushed to the stone platform, he tied a rope in advance.

Now Zuo Zhicheng, who is on the ground, can finally use his power without any scruples. When the Qi training is completed, the purple innate Qi covers an area of ​​77% and he completely explodes his power. The boat is like being pulled by an elephant in heat, and a loud bang has already rushed towards the stone platform.

The monsters who had just rushed over were unstable and fell into the lake in an instant. Some monsters rushing towards the original position of the boat and fell into the water one after another.

Just as Tang Xianghui and others were shocked, Zuo Zhicheng shouted loudly, and the muscles of his hands almost shrank violently, which was visible to the naked eye. The entire boat had already flew up with a bang. Although it was only a dozen centimeters higher, it directly dragged the entire boat to the stone platform.

"Get up and get ready for the battle!"

When the Shadow Corps was dizzy, Zuo Zhicheng kicked one of them and kicked out two monsters that were still holding tightly on the hull.

He used his power without restraint, and his power was so terrible. The two monsters flew out with a bang. His brain was already bursting in mid-air, and he could not die anymore.

However, these monsters were not afraid of death. Even though the group had already arrived on the stone platform, they still chased them and screamed strangely, all rushed towards the stone platform.

Zuo Zhicheng stomped the lungs of a monster with one foot, and broke the other monster's neck with one hand. Seeing Yingbingwei who had been small several circles in the air, he had time to turn his head and say, "Qingyueqiu, your Taoist technique is used to support it, and you can use it at critical moments."

Although Qingyueqiu had a cold face, he still agreed: "Okay."

The next moment, the remaining monsters were already coming to the face like sea water, but this time Zuo Zhicheng could do his best, but he was no longer afraid of them. He could kill a monster with every punch and kick, just like a human-shaped tank, placed horizontally in front of the Shadow Corps.

With a bang, another monster was directly slapped on the mountain wall with a palm, and the whole head seemed to be run over by a truck.

Moreover, Zuo Zhicheng, who has turned on the night vision mode, cannot achieve the effect of sneak attacks, no matter how those monsters sneak attacks, jump out of the shadows, or rush out of the river, even though he cannot see creatures at a distance as far as infrared sightlines.

But within at least ten meters, everything was like under the sun, and all the sneak attacks of these monsters failed to work.

After seeing this battle, Tang Xianghui and others behind him were stunned. They were also a great success in Qi training. Zuo Zhicheng's lethality was countless times higher than the martial arts masters they had seen before. Every punch and kick was like a person who was born to kill.

Moreover, it is also a complete success in Qi training, and the innate Qi covers the entire surface of the human body. However, the Beipeng Chuantian Style has a range and depth of human muscle training, and the evolution of the innate Qi, which is not comparable to those ordinary true martial arts today.

"This monster." Tang Yuan looked at the corpse under Zuo Zhicheng's feet and increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and took a breath: "I am a little worried about the distribution of spiritual food now."

"Stop thinking about it, let's help too." Tang Xianghui looked up and saw a monster rushing out of the shadow at the edge of the platform and attacking Zuo Zhicheng's back. He was about to remind him that he would know about the convenience as if he had known in advance. He turned around and waved his fist. The fist was like a big hammer. With a loud bang, it directly cracked the entire skull, and even the neck bone was completely broken, and the entire head flew out.

Seeing such a fierce and fierce hit, even though she knew that the Ghost Fist was her own, Tang Xianghui couldn't help but gasp: "If I were to take such a fierce boxing technique...' She shook her head, no longer thinking about it, and had already rushed up to help fight.

The monsters on the other side saw Zuo Zhicheng standing on the edge of the stone platform like a city wall, and also roared and changed their strategies. They climbed the stone wall and walked around the back of the stone platform, and began to attack Zuo Zhicheng and others forward and back.

The sound of shouts, screams, and roars filled the cave. After leaving hundreds of corpses, the monsters finally retreated.

During this fierce battle, the Shadow Corps, including the member who died on the ship, died tragically.

In addition to the three people on the missing ship, there were only four people left on the ship here, Zuo Zhicheng, Qingyueqiu, Tang Yuan and Tang Xianghui.

Looking at the cave full of dark shadows, Qingyueqiu let out a breath. She didn't expect that so many people would die just by arriving at the camp.

"What should we do next?" Tang Xianghui looked at Zuo Zhicheng. Obviously, the series of battles just now had made them trust the words of Ghost Fist more.

Zuo Zhicheng's expression under the mask was a bit strange. During the fight just now, he had a feeling that he had never had before, that was violent and calm, as if something special was mixed in the murderous aura.

‘It should be that the change occurred after reaching the realm of practicing gods. Is it because he killed many monsters?’ He felt that he seemed a little closer to the human face.

Hearing Tang Xianghui's words, he came to his senses and glanced at the stone platform under his feet. He saw that the mountain wall near the stone platform was full of various reliefs carved with a knife, full of a wild and primitive atmosphere.

According to the information he had read, experts invited by the Shadow Corps judged that these reliefs were carved by the legendary Amaliken. After thousands of years, although the carvings have become vague, some clues can still be seen.

However, Zuo Zhicheng was obviously not here to study history and archaeology. He looked at the hole at the innermost part of the stone platform. There were two human-shaped statues on both sides of the hole. He knew that it was the entrance to the ruins.

Zuo Zhicheng said calmly: "It is impossible to walk back. We are the target on the ship, and those monsters don't know how many more there are in the shadows. We can only walk in the next step."

Tangyuan asked, "But what if it's a dead end?"

"As long as we can find psychic food, even if we stay in it for a week or two, it will be fine. It can completely improve our strength and be enough to deal with those monsters before going out."

As he said that, Zuo Zhicheng squatted down and fiddled with the monster corpse on the ground. He pinched the gray leather a little, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

"Corpse wax?" Zuo Zhicheng looked at the monster strangely: "Although a living thing can be killed by external forces, why do you have corpse wax unique to dead objects in advance?"

(I finally took the time to write three chapters. Please recommend me more. Please give me more recommendations to this book so that more people can see it so that I can write down more with confidence.)

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