Countless zombies appear in the streets and alleys on the city wall. They are bloodthirsty and cruel, and they kill people when they see them. Not only that, they can also assimilate them into zombies.
therefore.
The number has increased dramatically.
It has reached a point where it is out of control.
There are countless high-ranking officials and nobles in the imperial city, and many sects in the Tianqing Realm are still in the city, but they can deal with the zombies.
But the number is really amazing.
And often among hundreds of zombies, there is one that is very difficult to deal with, comparable to the seventh or eighth level of the warrior’s cultivation level.
Even though there are many practitioners in the Tianqing Realm, some of them cannot resist.
"Master! There are too many zombies!"
"Master! There are also all on this street!"
On the main street, an elder of Xuanhuang Sect led dozens of disciples to fight bloody battles. Xuanhuang Sect was second only to Wanjian Valley.
only.
At this time, there were already heavy casualties.
The old man holding the sword roared: "Kill out of the East City Gate! Give the people in the city a chance to escape!"
"good!"
After a long time.
When the old man holding the sword led the remaining disciples to the East City Gate, he sadly discovered that at the city gate, a master holding a double axe was waiting for them.
"Your Excellency, you can't get out of this imperial city today. Please stay in the city obediently. I kindly remind you, if you don't want to become the food for zombies everywhere, just surrender."
"Yang Lie? You are the master of Xiaoyao King. Is Xiaoyao King going to rebel?"
The old man holding the sword shouted angrily.
"The prince will ascend the throne soon. It's still time for you to surrender now."
"Bah! I don't know if he can sit in the throne with such cruel means?" The old man holding the sword sneered.
“Bold!”
Yang Lie on the opposite side was immediately furious and flew up.
Two axes slashed down.
The old man holding the sword changed suddenly, and the sword energy surged.
The next moment.
The old man was split into two pieces by Yang Lie.
Blood poured like a rainstorm.
Extremely bloody.
This old man is only at the peak of the ninth grade, so he naturally cannot resist the powerful master Yang Lie.
Yang Lie is the number one strong general under the command of King Xiaoyao and has always been known for his cruelty.
Yang Lie guarded here at the East City Gate.
The situation at the other three city gates is not optimistic either.
Even if there is no fierce character like Yang Lie.
But there are also a few people covered with white hair, which can be called zombie kings wandering.
These zombie kings have only a ninth-grade combat power, but they can unite to defeat the master.
The old man Ghost Crying proudly admired his masterpiece at this time, with a smile on his face: "These are all the best corpses I have chosen for so many times. Their power is indeed extraordinary hahahahaha!"
"Senior, Xicheng suddenly launched hundreds of ninth-grade strong men. With the command of the masters of Wanjian Valley, Xicheng has completely taken them back!"
Suddenly someone reported it.
The old man cried the ghost and said, "It's okay, it must be a golden leaf rice seed, which can produce the ninth-grade strong men in batches. It's really amazing, but they don't have enough time. These hundreds of ninth-grade people should be the limit, just rely on them,
I can't turn it around!
...
...
The powerful and sect leaders who participated in the emperor's birthday are still in the imperial city.
Combining the recent abnormalities in the city, King Xiaoyao wanted to capture all these major forces in one place and completely control the situation of the Wanling Dynasty.
in addition.
Zombies have already infiltrated the palace.
The Golden Feather Guard is fighting the zombies to death.
Zhao Jin's eyes were filled with sadness and sighed: "You are so ruthless and cruel. No wonder the late emperor was unwilling to pass the throne to you."
This sentence seemed to touch the pain of King Xiaoyao. His face turned gloomy and he grabbed Zhao Jin tightly and said, "So you finally admit that you lied to me back then, but you actually wanted to fight for the throne."
"Let go of my father!"
Seeing that King Xiaoyao was a little out of control, Zhao Yinyin rushed forward anxiously and slashed it with a sword.
But it was futile.
King Xiaoyao blasted out a palm print with his backhand, shaking Zhao Yinyin out.
"puff!"
Her internal organs churned violently, spewing out a mouthful of blood.
At this time, the royal relatives were completely awake and knelt down to King Xiaoyao.
"The King of Xiaoyao is the true destiny of heaven, and we are willing to regard you as the king of the country!"
See this scene.
Xiaoyao King laughed: "Did you see it? Brother, are those who just flattered you on your birthday and turned against you in a blink of an eye? Isn't it ironic..."
Seeing this scene, Chen Ning said to the kneeling man: "You knelt too early. There are three heavenly beings in the sky Qing Realm. Even if Song Tianren is defeated, there is one more one. I will accept it so quickly.
Just bow to me? Let's get early."
Hearing words.
The leader showed a look of seeing through everything and said, "Who has seen that mysterious celestial being in so many years? It's probably just a legend. It must be Zhao Jin's fear of the power of the Xiaoyao King, so Song Tianren made it up to restrain Xiaoyao.
King's."
"That's right!"
Someone around him also agreed.
Chen Ning laughed: "What a good guy, you changed your words very quickly. You are just calling him the name now. I admire you."
"That's right, don't look at the situation. Song Huai has no power to fight anymore. King Xiaoyao is the real destiny. I said, little brother, you are also brave. Good birds choose trees to live on, come and kneel down quickly.
Then, there is a seat next to me."
The man waved warmly to invite Chen Ning. This chapter has been completed!