Hearing Old Feng's inquiry, Ming Yuanhai shook his head with a grimace, his eyes full of resentment and fear, and said: "I don't know who the other party is. However, being able to circulate corpse energy is probably related to the corpse exorcism clan.
However, this person is a little different from the normal zombie exorcists. Not only is his body extremely hard and can resist my palm, but the corpse energy that circulates is even more pure..."
"I suspect that he turned himself into a zombie!"
Facing Ming Yuanhai's solemn gaze, Old Feng was slightly startled, "Refined himself into a zombie?"
It's not like this has never happened before, but the result is without exception, failure. Either they turn into zombies completely, or they can't withstand the erosion of corpse energy and no bones remain.
"Are you sure?" Old Feng asked in a serious voice. If this matter is true, it will change the pattern of China.
"I'm 70% sure!"
Seeing that Ming Yuanhai was so sure, Old Feng took a deep breath and said: "Yuanhai, come with me to see the general leader!"
"Okay!" Hearing what Lao Feng said, Ming Yuanhai's face showed excitement that could not be concealed.
Although the leader of the Martial Alliance is not one god, two emperors, three kings and four saints, no one would doubt his fighting power. There are even rumors that the strength of the leader of the Martial Alliance far exceeds that of one god, two emperors, three kings and four saints, so he did not fight for these
title.
…
Outside the uninhabited area, wisps of corpse aura lingered for hundreds of meters in radius.
The old zombie is sitting cross-legged among them, and next to him are three expressionless zombies with exposed fangs.
"call!"
Exhaling a breath, the old zombie slowly opened his eyes, looked up at the three zombies standing next to him, with a look of satisfaction on his face, "It will take at most half a month to refine these three zombies into the king."
Stiff!"
Standing up slowly, the zombie demon felt the majestic corpse energy surging in all directions, and the smile on his lips became even stronger, "This is really my blessed place!"
This place is surprisingly the place where nearly 20,000 zombies were killed.
Although nearly 20,000 zombies have been killed, the corpse energy of those killed zombies has condensed here.
Taking out some food from the space ring, the old demon tilted his head and whispered, "I don't know how the master is doing now. Hey, I hope he is okay!"
Suddenly, the old demon stiffened, and a cold aura rose behind him.
"Owner?"
Feeling the cold corpse energy surging behind him, a look of surprise appeared on the old zombie's face. He quickly threw the bread into his hand, turned around suddenly, and looked at Ye Feng, who had an indifferent expression.
Meeting the excited gaze of the old demon, Ye Feng said with a cold voice: "Old demon, from now on, all humans who enter the no-man's land will be turned into zombies!"
"ah?"
A look of shock appeared on the old demon's face, "Master, if you do this, you will become an enemy of the entire human race!"
"so what?"
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth. He shook his right hand and a drop of ruby-like blood essence appeared on his fingertips. He said: "Take this drop of my blood essence to create more zombies. I believe you can do it."
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"Yes, Master!"
Staring at the essence and blood on Ye Feng's finger, the Zombie Demon showed a look of fanaticism on his face, especially when he thought that from now on, the entire no-man's land would be filled with zombies, he was even more excited and trembling.
After handing the essence and blood to the old demon, Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes, and a sound like a stream resounded in his body.
At the same time, hundreds of miles away in the Li family villa, he was lying on the bed, looking at the breaking waves of ***, and suddenly stood up, with doubts in his eyes, and whispered, "
Why do I feel like someone is calling me?"
With a trace of doubt, Duanlang walked quickly outside.
On the fourth floor of the villa, Li Shimin was wearing white casual clothes, looking at Duan Lang driving away, with complicated expressions in his bright eyes, which eventually turned into a sigh.
…
"Brother Zhao, since the birth of Diling Palace, this no-man's land has become even quieter!"
"Isn't that right? I heard that tens of thousands of people died in the Diling Palace and turned into zombies!"
"Let's all be careful. If any zombies survive, we will be in trouble!"
"It's just zombies, it's not like we haven't killed them before!"
A group of young people carefully shuttled through the no-man's land, talking among themselves in low voices.
Suddenly, the steps of the leading young man stopped, and a look of caution appeared in his eyes.
Seeing the young man at the head stop, several young men behind him quickly stepped forward.
"Brother Zhao, what's wrong?"
The young man called Brother Zhao frowned and whispered: "I feel something is wrong, everyone, please be careful!"
"Quack, quack, your perception is pretty good!"
Suddenly, a burst of cold laughter sounded from all directions.
"boom!!!"
As the voice fell, a terrifying power of artistic conception seemed like the sky was falling apart, covering the sixteen young people.
"A strong man in the Fusion of God Realm?" Brother Zhao showed a look of horror on his face and shouted: "Senior, let's leave immediately!"
"Why are you leaving?" Zombie Lao Modi's voice was full of excitement, "Baby, you enjoy it first!"
"Roar!!!"
A low, beast-like roar rang in everyone's ears, and three black shadows, like lightning, rushed toward three of them.
"It's a zombie!!!"
"Run!!"
In just five minutes, all sixteen young men fell to the ground, and most of the blood on their bodies was lost.
The old demon Zombie walked slowly from a distance, holding a suspended blood bead in his right hand.
With excitement intertwined in his eyes, the old zombie stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips, "Sacrifice!!!"
"Buzz!"
The ruby-like essence and blood slowly rotated, and wisps of strange, cold, and evil blood shot towards the sixteen young people who fell on the ground.
Under the watchful eye of the zombie, the tooth holes bitten by the zombies on the sixteen young men slowly healed, and wisps of black corpse air overflowed from their pores.
Half an hour later, the sixteen young men suddenly stood up, their eyes pale and their fangs exposed...
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Seeing all the sixteen young people turned into eight generations of zombies, the old zombie couldn't help feeling happy and laughed, "With the master's blood and essence, I can create endless zombies!"
At the same time, Ye Feng appeared at the bottom of the cliff.
At this time, the bottom of the cliff was almost destroyed by the birth of Diling Palace, and the cabin also collapsed.
"What did you come to see me for?"
As the corpse gas filled the air, Ding Peng's figure roared from a distance.
Looking at Ye Feng with a stern expression at this moment, Ding Peng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, feeling that something was wrong with him.
Feeling the terrifying power contained in Ding Peng's body, Ye Feng slowly raised the corners of his mouth and said: "I want you to destroy Mingmanlou, Black Dragon Security, Wanhang Company, and Tongwen Hall tonight!"
Ding Peng's expression changed slightly, "The fourth of the seven major forces in no man's land?"
"Why don't you move to Wansong Villa, Money Gang, and Quan'an Real Estate?" Ding Peng asked coldly.
"I have my arrangements, you don't need to ask!" Ye Feng's eyes flashed with a fierce light, "You just need to tell me if you can do it?"
Facing Ye Feng's fierce gaze, Ding Peng took a deep breath, nodded, and said: "Okay!"
