It doesn't matter if Xiao Bao goes crazy. It doesn't matter if Xiao Bao kills his father or even touches the ancestral graves.
But if Xiaobao keeps talking nonsense like this, exposing all the secrets of the famous people in the village, and all the scandals are related to that damn old man, will everyone be able to see each other again in the future?
Who dares to say whether there is something scandalous about the carpenter or not?
"This beast is hopeless. Kill him!"
"I never imagined that Lao Bao would raise such an evil beast! We in Tantou Village are really in great misfortune. My ancestors, please show your spirit and take this beast away!"
Xiaobao laughed wildly: "What? Can't you listen anymore? Are you afraid that I will reveal the privacy of each of your families?"
"You want to see your ancestors so much? Then I will make it happen for you!"
"I'm afraid that you won't be able to recognize your ancestors when they walk in front of you."
Although Xiaobao had been talking before, the movements of his hands did not stop. Suddenly, he opened his arms, uttered a few words of bird language that no one could understand, and roared loudly.
"Come on, in the name of Master Shuzu, come out to meet your descendants and take them all away!"
Xiaobao roared crazily, and with the wave of his gesture, the graves everywhere suddenly made rustling sounds, and the caves in the weeds also began to move.
The undead skeletons kept coming out of the cave one after another. The cave was inaccessible to normal adults, but these undead skeletons had only bones and no flesh and blood, so they naturally came out of the cave easily.
There is no flesh and blood, but it does not affect the speed of these undead skeletons at all. Soon, the ground is overflowing with undead skeletons, and the mountains and plains are overflowing with hundreds or thousands of them. And the tombs in the distance are obviously coming one after another.
Movement, the number of skeletons and undead is still increasing rapidly.
For a time, the hundreds of villagers in Tantou Village became a minority.
Dazhi and others have seen this kind of posture before. There are frequent fights between their bases, and it’s not like people have died, but they have never seen such a terrifying undead army. To them, this is definitely a terrifying existence.
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Although the official number was small, they seemed much calmer.
They had seen this kind of formation of the undead army at Yang Fan Middle School. And the scale was much larger than this. When their strength was low at that time, under the leadership of Jiang Yue, they fought a bloody battle with the undead and finally got out of trouble.
Nowadays, this undead army with a scale of 1,000 to 800 people really cannot stir up much excitement in their hearts.
It’s not like I’ve never seen a formation much larger than this.
Xiaobao, on the other hand, has obviously not seen much of the world. Although he is abnormal and has been brainwashed by the strange tree, in the end he is just one of many agents.
It was only because of his blindly obedient mentality, easily brainwashed, and his natural talent for darkness that he was selected by the Weird Tree.
But based on his age, mind and level of awakening, there is definitely a certain gap between him and Xie Chun. It’s just that young people are arrogant. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. They always think that they have the strength, and they are not afraid of anything.
People see it.
Except for Lord Tree Ancestor, whom he blindly worships, everyone else is a humble insect in his eyes. The army of undead he summoned can easily defeat them...
It's just that he couldn't remember a saying that said there is a mountain higher than a mountain. The strange tree obviously didn't remind him of this. Then again, even if it reminded him, he might not remember it, let alone take it to heart.
It is normal for young people to be crazy. Once they become crazy, they will forget everything and become arrogant.
He Jin shook his head with some pity: "Brother Yu Yuan shouldn't be so lazy. He should really come with us and have a look. These undead armies are his favorite tune."
In fact, He Jin himself is also an awakener of the dark type, but not a control type. His dark talent has his own set of things. When he fought against Lao Dao, Lao Dao had already fully appreciated his amazing methods.
But Xiaobao is not Lao Dao. He has never even heard of Lao Dao's story, and he doesn't know what these official people mean.
Seeing the army of undead all over the mountains and plains, Xiaobao was extremely proud. Especially when he saw the villagers in Tantou Village acting dumbly, as if they were scared to death, he felt inexplicably excited.
"You idiots, don't you keep silent about your ancestors? Now that our ancestors have crawled out of their graves to see you, why don't you go up and get close to them?"
"Go and pay homage to your ancestors, and accuse me of being an unworthy descendant. Haha, let's see if your ancestors listen to you or mine."
"Remember, from now on, there will only be one ancestor in Tantou Base, and that is someone from me!"
Call yourself your ancestor in front of your ancestors, call yourself your ancestor in front of so many fellow villagers.
Xiao Bao's words and deeds obviously completely angered these villagers.
No matter how cowardly they were, they couldn't accept being so insulted by Xiao Bao. They all took out their weapons, rolled up their sleeves and went to attack Xiao Bao.
But Tong Feifei winked at Mao Doudou beside him. Mao Doudou understood and took a step forward. His body suddenly expanded, rising to a height of five or six meters.
Mao Doudou's limit was obviously more than that, but he didn't want to be too shocking for the time being. But the height of only five or six meters had already caused huge pressure on these villagers.
Standing in front of them, they felt Mao Doudou's powerful aura and were a little afraid to step forward.
Dazhi couldn't help but said: "Leader, if you don't clean up this evil beast Xiaobao, leave it to us. Can Tantou Village clean up its own house?"
"It's not that I don't want you to clean up the house, but I don't want you to die."
Mao Doudou scratched the ground with one foot, creating a ravine about a foot deep, blocking everyone in front of them.
"If you go beyond this line, you will become his prey if you rush in. What do you think they want to do by luring you to this open space?"
Dazhi blinked his eyes, a little disbelieving. He stared blankly at the open space. Looking at it with the naked eye, there didn't seem to be anything strange. Is there really a trap there?
However, considering that the official revealed Xiao Bao's identity just now, they also didn't believe it. Facts have once again proved that the official's eyesight is much better than theirs.
Therefore, Dazhi was much more humble this time: "Leader, what's the conspiracy of this piece of shit Xiao Bao? No matter what, let's catch the thief first and capture the king first. If he controls these skeleton armies, should we kill Xiao Bao? These
Can the souls of the dead return to the cemetery to rest in peace?”…
No matter what, they don't want to go to war with their ancestors. Even if the ancestors are undead, they have no human flesh and blood, nor do they have human emotional consciousness.
But even if it is a skeleton, it must be an ancestor. In this ancestral tomb mountain, there can be no skeletons of other lonely ghosts.
"There are secret techniques of this kid that you can't see. Most of them are forbidden techniques or curses. Once you rush in, you will be hit by these forbidden techniques, and you will most likely become his walking corpse and be controlled by him.
, and became his battle puppet."
Faced with these ignorant guys, Tong Feifei still patiently explained.
Is it so scary?
Dazhi and others were already frightened. They shrank their heads, looked towards the open space, and subconsciously took a few steps back.
Everything about cleaning up the house was immediately forgotten.
But Xiao Bao frowned and looked at Tong Fatty in great surprise: "Okay, damn fat man, your eyes are narrowed to a slit, but your eyesight is pretty good. You can actually see through my blood ban technique?"
Tong Feifei had been called a fat man so many times in his life that he had long been immune to these words. However, when Xiao Bao across from him said that to him, he was still amused.
You're calling me fat, just like you have a good figure. Even if you're not as fat as me, you haven't lost much weight, right?
It seems that even in the apocalypse, the food quality of Bao Carpenter's family has not declined.
Xiao Bao didn't intend to continue talking nonsense. He whistled in his mouth, raised his hands strangely to his shoulders, and suddenly spread his fingers. Strange mist appeared faintly around him.
The mist gradually turned from thin to thick, exuding a fishy smell, and the color continued to turn scarlet, condensing around his body.
Tong Feifei shouted in a low voice: "Everyone, stay back."
Xiaobao suddenly let out a long and sad laugh: "Back off? There is a road to heaven but you will not take it. There is no door to hell and you will walk in on your own. Want to leave now? It's too late!"
As he spoke, Xiao Bao violently threw his hands and five fingers outward, and countless red blood beads spread crazily in all directions, turning into a rain of blood and pouring towards the heads of these people.
And the undead army surrounding them from all sides, after smelling the bloody smell, became restless and crazy, making blood-curdling roars and killing from all directions.
Xiaobao's move was very sudden. However, there was one person who reacted faster than him. He opened his arms and a wall of air appeared faintly in front of him.
This person was He Jin. His Qi wall was bounded by the ravine drawn by Mao Doudou, and stretched in front of everyone, like a giant curtain spanning two worlds, isolating the two ends.
The overwhelming rain of blood sprayed on the giant air wall, making an astonishing impact sound. When the two dark forces collided, there was no earth-shattering sound. It was more like something was corroding rapidly, and
There was also a weird, acrid smoke.
The crimson rain of blood desperately tried to cross the giant air wall, but no matter how hard it tried, the impact of wave after wave could never corrode the giant air wall.
Xiaobao's face kept changing, sometimes pale, sometimes red, sometimes blue, as if he was a furious beast, completely aroused to its wild nature, and it seemed that he was desperate to compete with He Jin...
However, He Jin casually flicked his fingers a few times and used one hand to deal with the situation.
On the other side, He Jin was still distracted, his fingers kept flicking out, and countless sinister threads were constantly intertwined in the void, quickly overflowing towards the undead army coming from all directions.
Those undead armies only have skeletons and no flesh and blood. Although they move quickly, they have no muscle support after all, and their explosive power is still weak. Under the impact of the evil threads, the skeletons of the skeletons are constantly being scattered by the impact.
For a moment, bones were flying everywhere, and people were on their backs.
Mao Doudou chuckled: "Brother He, take a break and focus on the boy who killed his father. Leave the rest to me!"
Amidst the roar of the tiger, Mao Doudou's body instantly rose up against the wind, directly changing from five or six meters to twenty or thirty meters. Mao Doudou, who transformed into a giant, did not have much impact on his mobility.
The speed and agility have not decreased, but the strength and physical strength have increased by an unknown number of times.
When he rushes into these undead armies, it is definitely a dimensionality-reducing blow.
Even if a tiger gets into a rabbit's nest, it won't be as great as Mao Doudou's advantage at the moment.
With one stamp of his foot, four or five undead skeletons were trampled to pieces. With just a sweep of the pole, a large area could be knocked down.
These skeletal undead, who are not afraid of death, are definitely more powerful in combat against ordinary people. They can even defeat ordinary awakened ones by a dozen.
But when faced with a madman-like top awakener like Mao Doudou, his strength is completely inadequate. The advantage in numbers is of no help at all under the crushing force of absolute power.
Xiaobao obviously saw the situation outside, and was furious. He was mumbling something and he didn't know what he was thinking. Those undead souls who were originally frightened turned around again, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and their fierce looks were revealed.
He actually stacked up Arhats.
When the number of undead accumulates to a certain level, they use all their strength to continuously throw the undead toward Mao Doudou, just like an artificial giant crossbow. Each undead thrown over has a straight body and two arms together.
, the sharp finger bones and arm bones are like crossbow arrows, and the whole body is like a crossbow arrow, hitting Mao Doudou like a tidal wave.
Mao Doudou laughed loudly, but was not afraid at all.
This was a bit interesting. The violent beating of the undead army just now was just like Pacman. The difficulty was too low and it hardly posed any threat to him.
Seeing that the undead army actually played this new trick, Mao Doudou finally felt a little better.
Facing the undead skeletons that were shooting at them crazily, he didn't dodge at all. He didn't even activate the cloud shield talisman, but relied on his flesh and blood to resist.
This guy is indeed crazy, but he is also tough and has absolute strength to play such exciting games.
Sure enough, those bones that were shot madly were still carrying a spiral momentum, but when they hit Mao Doudou's huge body, it was like hitting the hardest steel plate in the world. In addition to stirring up some dust, there was no damage at all.
None of them were caused. Instead, due to the powerful and heavy impact, each one was shattered into pieces and fell to the ground, even more shattered and completely shapeless.
Motivated by these attacks, Mao Doudou was even more aggressive, striding into the pile of Arhat bones, using both fists and feet to beat the skeletons and undead to the point where they were reduced to pieces.
Originally, if they were scattered, a single attack would not be able to damage a few undead skeletons, but now they are gathered together, dozens of them in a pile, and one punch can at least destroy them, so the damage is great.