Forty-eight carrying objects, the fire sickles exploded... Now the price of the fire sickles among the Night Watchers has increased. Because it has been consumed too much by Zheng Xiaoming!

Zheng Xiaoming has also considered lighters or other carriers with similar functions.

The reason why it is useless is that the price of lighters is relatively high... The more complex the technology is, the higher the technical content, the more difficult it is to produce in the virtual world, and the more expensive it will be!

This seems to be because the more complex the technology is, the more difficult it is for ordinary people to understand it in detail. It is even more difficult to show it in the virtual world.

Of course these are gossip, and it doesn’t matter.

What’s important now is that Zheng Xiaoming blew out forty-eight fireballs in one breath under the branch.

The ghost filled the black fog in front of him and instantly turned into a shield, blocking more than ten fireballs in front of him. Then it was blown away...

Although this ghost general's mental strength is not weaker than Zheng Xiaoming, he may even be much stronger.

However, fighting is not just about strength.

This ghost general is an old-fashioned figure in the Wang family in Fuzhou. He has been dead for at least two hundred years.

Advanced spells, and even the mage transfer system, have only developed in the past thirty or fifty years.

Although Zheng Xiaoming's infinite light is called magical power, it has integrated the magic system of the Night Watcher and is even more powerful.

It's not something that this kind of old guy can compete with.

More than ten fireballs exploded them out. Before they could land, a series of fireballs were bombarded one after another.

If all forty-eight fireballs hit him, it would be enough to make this ghost general completely ruined... No, he would not keep it!

However, the moment it landed, the ghost suddenly sank into the ground and disappeared.

Five or six more fireballs blasted over, but they could only land in the open space!

However, under the control of Zheng Xiaoming, the remaining fireball stopped instantly, changed direction, and blasted towards the officers of the other zombie army, making them in a mess.

But there seems to be no one who is actually blown into pieces by the fireball!

Nothing else, if these fireballs are scattered, it will be difficult to cause severe damage to these powerful zombie officers.

However, after successfully creating chaos, the Golden Eye Soul-Devouring Birds have brought all five cannons to Zheng Xiaoming's blessed land.

These are all good things! They are hard to buy even if you have money!

The golden-eyed soul-eating birds that are almost worth their losses!

However, at this moment, Zheng Xiaoming's feet suddenly became soft, and it seemed that the ground under his feet suddenly turned into a trap, trying to throw him down.

However, in an instant, Zheng Xiaoming stomped on the ground, and activated his magical power of carrying virtue.

The ground that had become blurred was solidified again, so the body that fell down stood firm again. On the contrary, a black shadow rushed out of the ground in a scream, flying away like a scattered dust.

"If you want to leave, leave it for me!" In an instant, forty-eight fireballs condensed and blasted towards the escaped black shadow in one breath.

Poor black shadow caught only five fireballs and was blown into blue smoke and dissipated.

Zheng Xiaoming was about to change the remaining fireball... Suddenly he felt exhaustion. This was the reason why the spiritual power was consumed too much in a short time.

Forty-eight fireballs are not just twice as simple as twenty-four fireballs. The faster the speed, the greater the power it consumes.

Forty-eight fireballs were released instantly, and their mental power was consumed more than twice as much as twenty-four ones. Even Zheng Xiaoming's powerful mental power could not be recovered.

So a thought in his mind, all the fireballs dissipated again...

Because at this time, the Yellow Turban Strongmen of the Cuiwei Mountain Taoists had already come!

Reinforcements are coming!

Why do you have to show off by yourself?

Seeing the Yellow Turban Warriors pounced towards him, Zheng Xiaoming shouted: "Don't worry about me, kill the living zombies first..."

Wealth can help the gods, but if Zheng Xiaoming cannot convert those living zombies into his own soldiers, it will not take long before they will wake up from the madness and chaos of money.

We must deal with these zombies while they are still in a mad manner!

When the Yellow Turbans heard Zheng Xiaoming's shout, they immediately turned their direction and rushed towards the zombies. They blew up strong winds, like balls of yellow tornados, and threw the zombies soldiers in armor into the sky, or directly tore them into two halves.

More than ten huge tornadoes have killed hundreds of zombies in a blink of an eye.

However, compared to the number of at least tens of thousands of zombies, this is not a very large number.

Just relying on these Yellow Turban heroes, the speed of killing these living zombies is a little slow.

There is a saying that even 50,000 pigs can’t be caught in three days, right?

Anyway, it is difficult for these Yellow Turban soldiers to completely solve these zombie troops before the madness and chaos subside.

Even though the gate of Xiayang City has been opened, the defenders of Xiayang City have seized the opportunity to rush out!

Zheng Xiaoming greeted, and the remaining more than 300 golden-eyed soul-devouring birds rushed towards the zombies.

In terms of level, of course, these Yellow Turban Heroes are high. These Yellow Turban Heroes are at least level five!

But there are enough golden-eyed soul-eating birds!

Even though one hundred and fifty or sixty were lost just now, there are more than three hundred and thirty left.

They are still very efficient in dealing with these large numbers of zombies, but not of high rank.

Wherever you pass, a mouthful of soul-devouring fire was emitted, and three or five living zombies were lit into torches.

Their only disadvantage is that under the flames of these soul-devouring birds, they are often burned with jade and stones, making it difficult to leave behind spoils!

The Soul-Devouring Flames will burn the expensive armor of these zombie soldiers to ashes together.

You should know that the price of defensive virtual world carriers has always been higher than that of aggressive cold weapons, and it is much higher!

Even if it is the body of these living zombies, the armor with a defense of at most three or five points is priced, and the price is tens of millions of demon hunting coins...

Not to mention the armor on the tens of thousands of zombies!

This is a lot of money!

It is the accumulation of hard work by the Wang family in Fuzhou over the past few hundred years.

However, now they are all burned into ashes under the burning of the Soul-Devouring Flame, which is really heartbreaking.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of zombies were so ruined!

This scene made the generals of the zombie army and officers at all levels look bloody. They don’t care about coming to kill Zheng Xiaoming, but go back to rescue his subordinates!

The zombie army of the Wang family in Fuzhou is strong enough, with a total of five or six, seven or eight, and even more than ten masters.

They rushed back and turned into gusts of black wind, pounced on the golden-eyed soul-devouring birds, and pounced on the Yellow Turban heroes.

The situation was stabilized...
Chapter completed!