"This kid is really fierce!" Sun Yan looked up and saw that after Gu Zheng was knocked away, he stood up quickly and continued to fight against Mao Zheng. He was very impressed in his heart. This Gu Zheng had the same demeanor as when he was young. He looked up He stood up and said to the old Professor Lin Hai next to him: "Professor Lin, I will leave this patient to you first. I will go and help Gu Zheng." Professor Lin nodded and said concisely: "Go, remember Get the Corpse Pill back, otherwise it will be difficult to save this young man’s life.”
Sun Yan had used an ink fountain to mark countless vertical and horizontal lines on Chen Fu Chiluo's body, forming small squares on his body. Although Chen Fu, who had been marked with squares, still had a black look on his face, It has calmed down.
Although old Professor Lin Hai doesn't speak much and doesn't care much about the team's situation, the team members all know that team leader Sun Yan is very respectful to the old professor. So the team members don't dare to show any slight to the old professor. But they don't understand. , why would Sun Yan be so polite to this old guy?
At this time, Lin Hai was wearing reading glasses, holding a silver needle in his hand, and using his hands full of age spots, he was giving Chen Fu acupuncture tremblingly. But the moment the silver needle penetrated the flesh, Lin Hai's hand suddenly trembled. It disappears, hits the acupuncture points accurately and quickly, very fast.
The person Lin Hai was attacking on the side was his student Feng Yu. Feng Yu was fair and clean, as delicate as a woman, and his appearance was a bit feminine. But the team members all knew that this delicate man was not simple. He was in the dense forest yesterday. , a wild boar weighing almost two hundred kilograms rushed towards the team without hesitation. Unexpectedly, the wild boar ran close to old Professor Lin Hai. Without saying a word, Feng Yu raised his foot and took this A wild boar kicked the ground and flew five meters away. When it landed, the wild boar could no longer move except for screaming "Hmph!". Feng Yu's move shocked even Sun Yan. The other team members Not to mention.
Feng Yu grabbed handfuls of glutinous rice and stuffed it into Chen Fu's mouth after a while, extracting the corpse poison from Chen Fu's body. Otherwise, Chen Fu would soon be eroded by the corpse poison and his brain would be formed. With new zombies.
Gu Zheng slowly took a step towards Mao Zheng. Although Mao Zheng had just smashed Gu Zheng a few meters away, it did not feel any advantage. Instead, it felt that the person in front of it had brought it The danger became more intense. He had been hit by several nails in the back, and a lot of the corpse energy on Mao Zheng's body had been released, and his movements were not as agile as before. Under Gu Zheng's sharp eyes, Mao Zong actually trembled. He took a step back.
At this time, Mao Zhan slowly opened his mouth, and spit out a dark red inner elixir. He held it with his stiff palms. After spitting out the inner elixir, Mao Zhan's spirit shrank a lot. The inner elixir was The treasure of Mao Zhan, the aura of heaven and earth absorbed by Mao Zong, is basically stored in this forest. Ancient emperors and generals all wanted to get such an inner elixir in order to prolong their lives by taking it. In fact, the inner elixir of this zombie contains There is too much filthy air that ordinary people cannot bear if they take it.
Mao Zheng stuck out his dark tongue again and lightly touched the inner elixir. Every time he touched it, the corpse energy leaking from his body became lighter.
"What a good guy, he actually vomited out the inner elixir to heal himself at this time!" Gu Zheng thought to himself. He didn't dare to neglect, knowing that if he didn't launch an attack quickly at this time, he would wait for Mao Zheng to recover. Something was seriously wrong. He moved the handle of the knife, but quickly frowned and stopped.
At this time, Sun Yan also quietly walked closer from Mao Zong. He didn't dare to get too close. The corpse energy on Mao Zong kept leaking out, and it would be a big trouble to inhale even a little bit. He had to subdue this Mao Zong, He took the corpse pill from its mouth and used it to save Chen Fu who was poisoned by the corpse poison. He held a fishing net in his hand and waited until the distance was a little closer before throwing the fishing net out. As long as the fishing net covered the hairy zombie, it inserted it. The wings are also difficult to fly.
It was only because of Sun Yan's actions that Gu Zheng did not act rashly, otherwise he would have pounced on Mao Zang and fought again. But Gu Zheng knew that if he wanted to catch Mao Zang with just a fishing net, this would It’s actually a bit of a joke.
"Huh..." Mao Zheng put the inner elixir into his mouth again and took a step forward. Under Gu Zheng's gaze, he felt very uncomfortable having his wounds healed. After he felt his body was a little better, he decisively Attacked again!
The moment it took steps, a fishing net came down from its head. Sun Yan cast out the fishing net and shouted to Gu Zheng at the same time: "Gu Zheng, pick up my Mo Dou and tie up this zombie! " He twisted his hand and wrapped his fingers around the ink thread at one end. Then he raised the ink pipe and flew towards Gu Zheng.
Only then did Gu Zheng realize that the fishing net was just an auxiliary tool. Sun Yan really used this ink fountain. For zombies with limited mobility, the ink thread soaked in cinnabar and secret ink was their nemesis. They were tied up by this thing , zombies with relatively low mana are difficult to escape.
After the fishing net landed, Mao Zhan seemed to be stunned for a moment, not knowing where this thing came from. The fishing net was very big, and he almost fell down when he tripped. Mao Zhan was also considered to be extremely powerful, and his nails were extremely sharp. , to tear up a fishing net, that is the simplest thing; it stabilized its body, and when it stopped to tear up the fishing net, it felt its body tightened. At this time, Gu Zheng had already stretched out his hand to catch it Mo Dou quickly swam towards Mao Zhan. As the two of them walked, Mo Dou tied the fishing net tightly to Mao Zhan's body.
"Zizzi..." The ink on the ink line corroded Mao Zhan's stiff skin, "Ouch..." Mao Zhan let out a chilling howl. It struggled hard, with its mouth wide open and a set of fangs. Under the moonlight, it looked very eerie. But everything it did was in vain. The strength of these two people was too great. It wanted to pounce and bite Gu Zheng, but Sun Yan held the other end tightly. It couldn't move at all.
Gu Zheng was also very surprised. It stands to reason that the power of this ink line is far from enough to restrain the infinitely powerful Mao Zong, but this Mao Zheng just can't break free, which can only mean one thing. This ink fountain is not an ordinary thing. , there must be something fishy about the material of the ink line.
"Crack..." The fishing net was broken into pieces under Mao Zheng's rage, but Mao Zheng's arms were quickly tied up by the combined efforts of Sun Yan and Gu Zheng, making him unable to move. Gu Zheng was even more sinister, and from above Next, even Mao Zheng's legs were tied together tightly. Mao Zong was like a mummy, tied tightly. At this time, Mao Zong could no longer move, and he cried out sadly, He fell to the ground and could no longer move.