Suddenly, Ye Feng, who was sitting cross-legged, stood up, his blue eyes flashing with ferocious light, "Twenty-seven zombies were destroyed!"
Turning his eyes, Ye Feng looked at the sixth-generation zombie next to him, and said in a cold voice, "You all go over and take a look!"
These zombies could not understand Ye Feng's words, but they could feel Ye Feng's anger and some vague instructions.
"Roar!"
The eighteen sixth-generation zombies roared low, and their figures were like ghosts, setting off strong winds and billowing black corpse aura, and disappeared into the hall.
The combat power of the sixth-generation zombies is not weak anymore. Eighteen sixth-generation zombies combined with other zombies are enough to kill the strong ones in the early stage of Fusion God Realm.
After all, most of this Earth Spirit Palace is a passage, and the space is small, which affects the performance of the powerful people in the Fusion of God Realm.
In a room more than 600 meters away from the hall where Ye Feng was, more than thirty practitioners gathered together.
The leader was an old man wearing a Tang suit. The old man had white hair and a childish face, a strong breath, and an impressive calmness in every move he made.
"Mr. Song, why are there zombies here?" A young man looked at the broken pieces of flesh on the ground with fear on his face.
Old Song half-squinted his eyes, with a solemn expression, and thought to himself, do these zombies originally exist in the Earth Spirit Palace, or were they created by others?
After thinking about it, Mr. Song felt that these zombies should always exist in the Earth Spirit Palace. Making zombies is not that simple.
Even if you are bitten by a zombie, it will take a long time to turn into a zombie.
Unless, it is bitten by a high-level zombie.
"The Earth Spirit Palace is surrounded by dangers. Everyone, be careful and don't leave me thirty meters away!" Mr. Song took out a talisman from the space ring and handed it to the young man next to him, saying: "If the talisman changes color, tell me immediately!
"
"Um!"
"Song, Mr. Song..." As soon as he took over the talisman, a look of horror appeared on the young man's face, staring at the talisman that was suddenly ignited.
"What a heavy corpse energy!"
Mr. Song's expression changed drastically. He looked at the ignited runes and said loudly: "There are zombies coming. You all should stand back!"
"Mr. Song, be careful!"
"Mr. Song is a Taoist priest in the Fusion of God Realm. A mere zombie can't possibly hurt Mr. Song!"
"Roar!"
There was a low roar like a beast, and the door of the room was covered in black corpse aura, and figures were looming in the corpse aura.
Mr. Song's expression was solemn, with fear intertwined in his eyes.
Suddenly!
The black corpse energy surging at the door of the room suddenly expanded.
"careful!"
"What the hell!"
Almost instantly, the black corpse aura completely covered the entire room. Except for Mr. Song, the other cultivators screamed one after another.
"call out!"
Old Song narrowed his eyes, and silver spiritual energy surged around his body, blocking the erosion of the rolling corpse energy. At the same time, he formed seals with his hands, and the talismans continued to emerge one after another, turning into sharp swords and slashing out.
"Roar!"
Just when Mr. Song was about to rush out of the room, a low roar sounded next to him.
"Seeking death!" Old Song opened his eyes angrily, formed a seal with his right hand, and a blazing flame appeared out of thin air.
The sixth-generation zombie that rushed towards Mr. Song roared, with a look of fear on his face.
"Boooooooo!!!"
Before Mr. Song could take action, strong winds sounded from all directions around him.
"Damn, why are there so many sixth-generation zombies?"
Old Song's expression changed drastically, and three runes flew out.
"boom!"
A sixth-generation zombie is like a moth flying into a flame, hitting the talisman pattern.
Suddenly, the sixth-generation zombie let out a miserable cry, and its body was actually set on fire.
This scream was like a fuse, and the low-level zombies surrounding him seemed to be crazy and rushed towards Mr. Song desperately.
"No!" Old Song's face was full of horror. It's true that he is a strong man in the early stage of Fusion, and it's true that he can easily kill six generations of zombies.
However, he is a human being, he will also get tired, and his spiritual power will also be exhausted...
Zombies were ignited one after another, and the billowing corpse energy continued to surge.
A look of exhaustion appeared on Mr. Song's face, but he couldn't escape at all.
Suddenly, a white claw passed behind him.
"Bah!"
The dark nails scratched through the protective spiritual power, raising a series of sparks.
At the same time, Ye Feng also left the hall. In his perception, in just five minutes, two sixth-generation zombies were killed, and more than 70 low-level zombies died, which made him very heartbroken.
"Damn, where did these zombies come from!" Mr. Song gasped, looking at the torn clothes on the zombies, trembling in his heart, "Are they all just turned into zombies?"
"Are you happy killing?"
"who?"
"your dad!"
"boom!"
Mr. Song felt a stinging pain on the back of his head, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he staggered forward and fell forward.
"Snapped!"
Holding Mr. Song's shoulder, Ye Feng opened his mouth wide, and his sharp white fangs directly penetrated the opponent's body-protecting spiritual power and pierced the skin on his neck.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host for swallowing the superior blood and increasing the zombie experience evolution points by 1,000!"
Corpse energy rolled and poured into the body of Mr. Song who turned into a mummy.
In just ten seconds, Mr. Song suddenly opened his eyes, his body was still dry and exuding a cold aura.
"boom!!!"
At this moment, a violent momentum swept through every passage like a tide.
That terrifying aura shocked everyone.
"I can not be reconciled!!!"
A low roar full of despair, like muffled thunder, exploded in everyone's ears.
"what happened?"
"The momentum just now? Was it the strongest person in the Yangshen Realm?"
"Could it be that the most powerful person in the Yangshen realm has fallen?"
In the room with dozens of instruments, Xiao Mimi, who was sitting on the massage chair, suddenly laughed, with a charming smile, "There really is a powerful person in the Yangshen realm who is not afraid of death. Come in, giggle, when
You are really looking for death!"
Outside, there was no one at the entrance to the Earth Spirit Palace. Hundreds of cultivators were blown away by the momentum that just emerged from the Earth Spirit Palace.
"What's going on? What was the explosion just now?"
"It's Feng Zun's voice!"
"Isn't it? It can't be Feng Zun who is in trouble, right?"
In the distance, a young man holding a laptop walked up to Li Jin and said solemnly: "Feng Zun is dead, and the Earth Spirit Palace should restrict the entry of cultivators above Fusion God!"
At the same time, in the Diling Palace, Ye Feng's face was filled with excitement, "Collect corpses, I'm going to collect corpses!"
The most powerful person in Yangshen Realm has 10,000 zombie experience and evolution points. Even if they are dead, they still have at least 4,000 to 5,000.
The corpse energy was rolling, and Ye Feng led more than 700 zombies towards the place where Feng Zun fell.
In the Earth Spirit Palace, there are also many practitioners who have the same idea as Ye Feng.
They were not after Feng Zun's body, but the other party's space ring.
In an instant, thousands of cultivators swarmed towards the place where Feng Zun died.
