Thinking about it, I actually started to freeze at this time. By the time I reacted, Cui Zuofei and the others had been forced back by the huge group of zombie monsters. They were constantly forced back by this group of zombie monsters, and the two Taoist priests didn't know where they came from.
They found an iron chain covered with charms, and then the two of them began to circle around and locked up the thousand-year-old corpse.
Speaking of which, ever since Yang Haoran drove the two Buddhist beads into the temples of this thousand-year-old zombie, the strength of this zombie seems to have dropped by more than half. After being locked up by the two Taoist priests, it just struggled, but it was of no use at all.
, and suddenly the Millennium Jumping Corpse started screaming wildly.
At this time, Yang Haoran finally couldn't hold on anymore and half-knelt on the ground.
At this time, we were slowly forced by this group of corpse monsters to retreat towards the top of the mountain. However, when we passed by Yang Haoran, we found that he was still alive and not dead. Cui Zuofei immediately helped him.
He stood up, and then protected Yang Haoran and slowly backed away. At this time, Yang Haoran's consciousness seemed to be blurred. When the two little Taoist priests saw this situation, they also dragged the locked thousand-year-old corpse and backed up with us.
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"Bang" was another gunshot. At this time, we retreated just to protect ourselves and did not continue to kill these zombie monsters. However, Qiao Shengfeng was in full swing at this time. I didn't hear the first gunshot since it started.
His gunshots stopped, and his targets were all jumping zombies that were close to us. He ignored the black zombies, and now there were only about twenty zombies left.
Just as he was about to approach the top of the mountain, Yang Haoran's eyes suddenly became clear, he looked at the surrounding situation, sighed softly, and suddenly raised his palms to the sky, shouting: "Fellow demon cultivators, support immediately.
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This sound formed a sound wave. When it passed by me, I felt that although the sound was not loud, it reverberated in my ears. I saw that this sound wave had been transmitted into the ghost market, and suddenly the ghost market erupted.
There was a loud noise, and suddenly many humanoid and semi-humanoid monsters rushed towards our hillside.
"What the hell, why didn't you call for foreign aid earlier? Do you have to wait until so many people died before calling for help?" If I didn't understand the situation in front of me, I would be a fool, and I yelled at Yang Haoran.
"It's not as simple as you think. Calling these monsters out now is also a last resort. Originally, we wanted to wait until the Miao Witch Cult appeared before calling out these monsters. What we are competing for is endurance. After all, if you come out early, you will hurt yourself.
His own strength will also be known by the other party, so there will be great disadvantages, but now it seems that we can't wait any longer. If we don't scream again, the Drought Demon Bones will be snatched away by these zombie monsters." Yang Haoran was helpless.
started talking.
"Is it true that these zombie monsters are just fighting for the bones of a Drought Demon? After so many deaths, are they really trying to prevent us from sealing the Drought Demon?" I asked with some confusion.
"Hehe, they have another purpose, but their purpose is too difficult. Haha, let's not talk about it. Let's try to kill this thousand-year-old zombie before the Miao Wu Cult comes out, otherwise we will be attacked from both sides later." Yang Haoran frowned.
He frowned and said to me.
I nodded. At this time, the group of monsters came out. All the corpse monsters had already rushed towards the group of monsters, and they didn't pay much attention to us at all. Thinking of this, I picked up the Drought Bone. I don't care if I want to.
Isn't that awesome? Just stab him and see if he survives?
At this time, I already had a lot of confidence in Drought Bones, but after looking at it, I still didn’t dare to rush forward. Although the Millennium Jumping Corpse was sealed at this time, it still struggled and looked pretty good.
That's bluffing. Suddenly I remembered that Yang Haoran had a hole in his chest. I took a look, and sure enough, there was a big hole, about the size of a fist, and blood was pouring out.
"Daozhang Yang, you're so hurt." I said half of the sentence but didn't continue.
"Ahem, don't worry, I have used our Maoshan secret technique to suppress the injury, and now my condition is similar to usual, or even better." Yang Haoran coughed and explained to me.
"But according to what is written in the novel, such a secret technique will usually lead to failure after use. Do you dare to use it?" I asked Yang Haoran. This is usually written in novels and TV shows to stimulate your potential.
Something like that.
"Why don't you dare? Although I am a modern person and not an antique like my senior brothers and others, what's so scary about death? Even if I die now, as long as I can eliminate this thousand-year-old corpse, I won't blink an eye.
Commit suicide immediately." After Yang Haoran finished speaking, he looked at the thousand-year-old jumping corpse: "Although I may not be written down in the annals of history, I have a clear conscience. I believe in the existence of destiny, and I believe that good people will be rewarded. Maybe this
I sacrificed my life this time, and I will be a high official in my next life, haha." After saying that, he laughed, and it was quite sad.
I was also moved by his words, but I was not led by him to sacrifice together, but to value my life more. No matter how good my life is in the next life, so what? By then I will have no memory of the present, and that will really be
Me? It’s just another me. Everyone’s point of view is different. This is my point of view. To live a good life, you must live a good life, eat well, sleep well, and play well. I will not be Dong Cunrui.
I would rather choose to be Wang Jingwei. I admire Yue Fei, but I will never be Yue Fei. I despise Qin Hui for his treason, but if I really have to choose, I will definitely choose to be Qin Hui.
I did it, went too far, and almost thought that I was Qin Hui. Looking at Yang Haoran in front of me, it was actually quite contagious at the time. If I had a camera to record these words and Yang Haoran's expression at that time, I said
Maybe I can win some prize.
But now is not the time to win awards.
"Lao Yi, get ready to play "Three Escapes", Xiao Jiu prepares the Han Demon Bones, and the two brothers lock the thousand-year-old zombie and try to solve it as soon as possible." Cui Zuofei suddenly changed his face and roared.
I immediately felt something bad. I looked towards the entrance of the ghost market, and there were three black figures running towards us. Who else could it be if it wasn't the Miao Witch Cult? I also understood why Cui Zuofei was so anxious, and so was Yang Haoran at this time.
When he saw it, he took off his shirt, bit off his middle finger, and then scribbled some strange symbols on it.
At this time, one of the two Taoist priests who locked up the thousand-year-old zombie monster immediately shouted anxiously when he saw Yang Haoran's appearance: "Uncle Yang, don't do this, you will never be reincarnated."