When Song Xi saw Xia Ze stunned on the spot, he was furious and kicked Xia Ze on the butt.
More and more zombies emerged from the ground, with haggard shapes and hideous faces, and some even had purple hair growing on their bodies.
"Is this a zombie?"
This sudden attack seemed to have been planned in advance. The people who were camping at the scene were not prepared. They lurked in the center of the camp without anyone noticing, and then quickly emerged from the ground. Many young disciples of the sects on the mountain were affected by this.
The monster, neither human nor ghost, was so frightened that its legs and feet became weak and it collapsed to the ground.
The older generation of immortal masters and elders seem to deliberately use this thing to consider the character of their disciples. Unless it is a critical moment for the life and death of their own sect disciples, they will definitely not take action.
"Brother, be careful!" A woman in a pink skirt was light and flew from a distance. The long sword in her hand flashed with cold light, and half of the zombie's body was smoothly chopped off. There was still a hoarse roar in her mouth.
…
"Su Xian, stay away, don't let this monster hurt you." The man surnamed Nie ran a few steps and protected the woman named Su Xian. He turned his hand and saw a scabbard with a dragon engraved on it.
The long sword of Wen fell into his hand.
The man held the sword in both hands, took a deep breath, then let out a loud roar, and swung out the sword in a dizzying motion, cutting off the three zombies who were slowly approaching.
"Brother Yueming, your swordsmanship has become more and more perfect." The woman praised him without hesitation, with a look of admiration in her eyes.
The woman's expression suddenly changed: "Brother, be careful!"
Nie Yueming's ankles tightened. When he looked down, he saw a pair of rotten hands covered with purple hair tightly grasping his ankles. Then a zombie also covered with purple hairs burst out of the ground and punched Nie Yueming until he vomited blood and fell to the ground.
Constantly twitching.
"Brother Yueming!" Su Xian exclaimed.
The white eyes of the purple-haired zombie rolled around and looked at the thin white neck of the woman, and a strange laughter gradually came from its throat.
Su Xian suddenly felt horrified. Just as he was about to stab the enemy with his sword, his limbs and five body parts suddenly became inoperable and he could not move at all.
The purple-haired zombie blew out a puff of green smoke, and Su Qian immediately felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground. The monster was about to bite the girl's neck, when she heard the sound of breaking wind in her ears, and then a thunderous sound.
Punch at the zombie facade.
There was a muffled thunder explosion in the mountains, and the purple-haired zombie was like a kite with its string broken, hitting the mountain straightly. Half of the chin was shattered by the punch, leaving only the upper half hanging on top in a funny way...
Song Xi didn't believe his eyes, and so did Nie Yueming, who was groaning on the ground. He saw Xia Ze slowly withdrawing his strength, taking a breath, and behind him, invisible to the two of them, he covered his fists and grinned: This hair is stiff,
So damn hard.
"Xia Xiaoer, what a powerful punch."
The old man came to Nie Yueming and fed him a pill. After checking that everything was correct, he walked to Su Xian and applied acupuncture points on her shoulders and Baihui above her head. Su Xian immediately woke up and turned around.
"The human body has three fires, Shaohuo, Junhuo, and Mingmen fire. They are the most powerful things in the world. They have the innate effect of overcoming ghosts and evil spirits. Your senior brother is seriously injured, and I can't kill him.
When the fire is lit, you will protect him by his side later. Don't leave. If there is any disturbance, don't turn back rashly, otherwise the three fires will be blown out by the evil wind, and disaster is imminent. Remember, remember this." The old man warned the woman.
"Thank you, Taoist Priest, I will keep this in mind, little lady." Su Xian nodded, and then squatted down next to the injured Nie Yueming.
Purple Mao Zheng pulled out his body, looked at the young man who punched him away, and roared, seeming to be angry.
There were no less than 300 headhunters from the Immortal family present. Except for the second- and third-rate sects who were struggling, not many of them actually used their magic weapons and special skills to fight against the enemy. They all seemed to be waiting and watching.
The townspeople of Yunxi Town who took on the headhunters from Yunxi brought people into the mountains every year, but they had never seen such a battle. They were so frightened that they ran away in all directions. If they were not careful, they were swallowed up by the tide of corpses.
The purple-haired zombie approached slowly, spitting green smoke from his mouth. Xia Ze silently calculated the distance to him. This zombie's body was particularly hard, and it was obviously much more powerful than ordinary zombies.
However, he can completely eliminate it within five moves without using talismans.
"Aren't you going to protect that little girl?" Song Xi fell in front of Xia Ze, holding a small gourd in a porcelain vase.
"Mu Tao is better than me." Xia Ze tilted his head to avoid Mao Zong's full blow and punched it in the lower abdomen. A bone in the purple Mao Zong's chest shattered, but now his feet were stuck on the ground as if they had taken root.
, then it didn’t fly out like before.
Song Xi tossed it casually, and the small, white porcelain bottle exploded on Mao Zheng's body, and a pile of black and viscous liquid spread on it. Then bursts of white smoke appeared from the monster's body, like cold water falling into a rolling pool.
Oil, sizzling sound.
The purple-haired zombie wailed endlessly, and the flesh of the entire corpse continued to fester, eventually turning into a pool of pus.
"Grandpa Song, is this a zombie? Is the shit you just threw out black and bloody?" Xia Ze asked.
"Well, the basis for cultivating all things into essence is to have seven orifices. The essence of the five internal organs is connected to the seven orifices, and the human body already has seven orifices. After death, it will be easier to practice it if it is buried in a place with flying sand or a place with heavy yin energy.
Corpse demon, there have been many monks entering the mountain in the past two days, and the yang energy is strong, which has attracted the evil spirits that have been dormant for a long time to come out."
On the other side of the battlefield, Li You pulled out the Tianshi Sword from behind and stabbed the soil at his feet. The groaning sound from the ground suddenly stopped.
There was a muffled sound of thunder in Li You's chest and abdomen, and the purple thunder and lightning passed through his arms and poured into the Tianshi Sword. The thunder and lightning were like intricate tree trunks and branches, spreading within five feet. Under the ground, there were a group of corpses that were about to move.
Calmness returned again.
Fu Qi didn't even bother to use the sword. He took a deep breath. The figure swelled up a bit at a speed visible to the naked eye. He grabbed a zombie head with one hand and knocked it hard against each other. The two heads, which were originally as hard as iron, were as brittle as eggs.
Shell, dead and lifeless.
Fu Qi turned around and walked towards the next one, a tidal wave of zombies. In his eyes, they were as well-behaved as kittens and puppies.
Compared to the two companions, Mu Tao's technique was much more straightforward, using no sword or fists.
Whenever a zombie poked its head out, she would immediately step on it, like a whack-a-mole, crushing the zombie's head until it could not move. Soon there would be hundreds of zombies planted by her.
In the field, looking from a distance, it looks like a melon field has been created out of thin air, how spectacular it is.
Xia Ze just saw this scene and felt relieved to stay and protect Mr. Song Xi.
Wei Yuhan, who originally wanted to rush down to protect Mu Tao, was dumbfounded.
In other places, except for the monks and headhunters who were so frightened by the zombies that they lost their way and died, the only remaining young monks from various sects present used their special skills, flying swords, monster-binding ropes, and five elements.
Fist, summoning fire, dazzling.
For a moment, they were fighting back and forth with the endless swarm of zombies, even showing the tendency of crushing them. Some inexperienced monks were also inspired by their bloody nature after they unfortunately lost the prize, and fought back the swarm of zombies.
At the same time, there are also faint signs of loosening the realm, so naturally I am overjoyed.
The other first-class sects were calm and composed when dealing with the swarm of corpses. They used a few spells to slaughter all the swarms of corpses that appeared.
Comparing them with each other are the hundreds of victorious troops led by Du Jiangchuan. Although these soldiers have been arrogant at the border for a long time, after all, they spent a period of time licking blood before being recruited.
The entire military camp, from the commander down to the footmen, is filled with strong murderous intent. It is much more sophisticated to deal with these zombie groups that rely purely on instinct to attack. Human blood and monster blood are great supplements to the sacrificial knife.
, the whole army naturally flocked to it, so there were many funny scenes of laughing soldiers excitedly chasing the fleeing zombies.
In an inconspicuous corner, the decrepit old woman in Yunxi Town opened her mouth wide and swallowed three zombies into her mouth. From time to time, the sound of bones and flesh being chewed could be heard, which was horrifying.
Next to her, the seven or eight-year-old child looked as usual, neither happy nor sad.
After finally removing the dead and injured, the fleeing monks and headhunters, including Mu Tao, Song Xi and his entourage, there were less than ten mountain sects left in the valley, and there were not many corpses left.
As for the disciples of the Xian family who were trying their skills for the first time, the victorious cat was as happy as the tiger. He was immersed in the joy of victory and was still unfinished.
"Is it over?" Su Xian asked.
Song Xi nodded, handed her a white porcelain bottle, and whispered softly: "Keep it for self-defense."
Xia Ze was still standing there, with his fists in position, looking into the hazy mist, ready to go.
"It's over? Not necessarily." The fog has not cleared.
Mu Tao trotted all the way to Xia Ze's side, and the two nodded to each other.
Just when everyone thought that the war was about to come to an end, three figures, one thick, two thin, jumped down from Tongzi Peak and smashed into the crowded place.
There was a roar, the ground collapsed, and sand and dust rose.
There was a disciple from the mountain who was wearing plain robes and holding an iron gun. He couldn't dodge, and the thickest figure was reduced to a pulp. When the smoke cleared, the thick figure was as big as a hill, and his whole body was red.
, with a smiling face, but in his mouth are hundreds of messy fangs...
It looked stupid and took out the puddle of meat from under its buttocks, and said with a smile: "Yes... I'm sorry... I'll put it together for you..."
One on the left and one on the right, there are two zombies, one red and one black.
The red one, with a burly figure, is ruthlessly tearing a poor guy in half with his hands.
The man in black clothes, dragging a rusty long sword backwards, slowly walked towards a frightened woman. There were still five steps away. He showed his rotten mouth, smiled solemnly, and raised the sword in his hand high.
That rusty sword.
The next second, the zombie in black clothes suddenly flew out, rolled over and over on the ground, and finally rolled into the turbulent river water below the locusts.
On both of Xia Ze's knees, there was a magic armor and horse talisman affixed to each one, which lit up with a green light, and still maintained the posture of punching out.