Ma Xiaoling looked extremely ugly and roared angrily: "You are crazy, this is zombie blood, how dare you?"
"Why don't you dare? Although I am not a zombie, I am a vampire! Isn't zombie blood the best nutrient?"
Serena sneered, and then, two canine teeth were exposed, showing her vampire attitude.
Immediately, she didn't care about it anymore.
Because the zombie's blood was in her belly, she felt a cold breath boiling, and the breath on her body was also increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When Ma Xiaoling saw it, the magic wand in her hand started to shine. It was obvious that her magic power had been gathered in it and she was ready to attack at any time.
Kuang Tianyou was a little dumbfounded, especially when he saw Serena's fangs and her pale face.
He could feel that Serena's aura was very similar to that of a zombie, but there were some differences.
He couldn't tell exactly what it was, but he knew that the woman in front of him was definitely extraordinary.
He unconsciously looked at Sheng Yayu, Boya Hancock, and Wang Jian who was violently brutalizing Yamamoto Kazuo in the sky, and his heart was full of questions about the origins of these four people.
"You don't have to worry so much. Although Serena is a vampire, she doesn't suck human blood."
Seeing Ma Xiaoling's tense state, Sheng Yayu quickly explained.
"Is she really a vampire?"
"It's absolutely true!" Sheng Yayu nodded and turned to look at Kuang Tianyou, "This person is also a zombie, but although he is a zombie, he has never sucked blood. Usually when he is hungry, he just buys some expired ones.
It’s just a blood pack.”
These words made Kuang Tianyou a little embarrassed. The expired blood pack made these words a bit awkward.
Sure enough, when Ma Xiaoling looked at him, her originally wary eyes turned a little disgusting.
As a zombie, and a second-generation zombie.
Look at Kazuo Yamamoto, he is so arrogant.
He even founded such a large company, and his assets made him the richest man in the country.
And what about Kuang Tianyou?
Even Taoist priests like Ma Xiaoling, who are extremely hostile to zombies, couldn't help but feel disgusted when they could only drink expired blood packets.
"I, I don't want to be a zombie either. I haven't wanted to be one for a long time."
Seeing Kuang Tianyou's expression of vague intention to die, Ma Xiaoling withdrew her disgusted eyes.
"Don't take zombies too seriously, they are actually just a type of life."
Boya Hancock walked over with long legs, put his hands on his hips, and spoke casually.
She comes from the world of One Piece, which has many races.
And it's not skin color, it's real race.
It was only after Wang Jian returned that he learned that there were so many strange races.
I regretted this very much and wished I could go back again to collect all the fur tribes and Skylanders.
"No, zombies are not alive. They have no heartbeat and are not a type of life."
"But obviously, as long as it is alive, no matter what way it is, it is life."
Seeing that Ma Xiaoling still refused to admit it, Sheng Yayu said with a smile: "Don't think about it. Anyway, as long as Kuang Tianyou doesn't hurt other people, why bother about what race he is. Besides, our family is full of excitement, female ghosts, vampires, goblins,...
There are mermaids and even giants of blood, which makes it more lively."
"How could it be? Aren't these all legends?"
Ma Xiaoling was dumbfounded, and even Kuang Tianyou was attracted.
"But vampires and zombies are nothing more than legends in the eyes of ordinary people."
Hancock said casually, while looking up at the sky.
At this moment, Wang Jian violently tortured Yamamoto Kazuo. This second-generation zombie was already dripping with blood, and there were no intact bones or flesh anywhere in his body.
The body was drooping, and the breath all over his body was decaying.
If he hadn't been a zombie, he might have died long ago.
Even so, he is not far from death. It's easy for him to recover. As long as he is watered with blood, he can easily come back to life, even full of life.
Wang Jian stared at Kazuo Yamamoto, who looked like a corpse falling from the sky, and the real power in his hands continued to gather.
He planned that this punch would send him to the west.
It is precisely because of this that all the real power in his body explodes, not to mention all the energy gathered, and his four-point fist intention becomes even more violent.
This gathering of power immediately caused the ruins beneath our feet to shake again. Some tall buildings in the distance could no longer support themselves and collapsed one after another.
As for the inner island, it has long been reduced to ruins, and only some lucky people may still be alive.
There were quite a few helicopters and fighter jets in the sky, but no one thought it was caused by human fighting.
If you don't see it with your own eyes and hear people say this, you will just think it is nonsense.
Even if I see it with my own eyes, I can't imagine it, and I don't even want to believe it.
Therefore, no one paid attention to them. Instead, some helicopters and tanks were approaching the other side of the inner island, intending to rescue senior officials.
"Amitabha, good, good!"
Just when Yamamoto Kazuo fell and Wang Jian was about to take action, he heard a female version of the Buddha's name.
When Wang Jian heard this, he felt a force affecting his mind.
Unfortunately, this power was too weak and he was not affected at all.
On the contrary, he calculated Kazuo Yamamoto's height and punched him directly.
"Donor, if you can spare others and spare them, why be so aggressive!"
Just when he punched out, a figure with afterimages appeared in the sky and landed on top of Wang Jian.
At the same time, the opponent struck out with one hand to meet Wang Jian's fist.
This is a woman, her appearance looks quite ordinary, but she has a vague holy smell about her.
This smell is similar to Shi Feixuan and Fan Qinghui, but it is much stronger than the temperament of the two women.
She is obviously just a seven-cent girl with a relatively ordinary appearance, but she can instantly transform into a ten-cent goddess in front of people's eyes, and they don't even dare to blaspheme her.
Wang Jian, however, would not tolerate the opponent, and the power of his fist exploded completely, hitting the opponent's right palm.
The woman obviously underestimated him. This punch was enough to destroy the world.
At least, once the city below is attacked, it will be completely reduced to ruins. Even the island may be destroyed by the continental shelf and collapse.
For a woman to dare to receive such a punch, she really underestimated him.
Wang Jian wondered in his eyes whether the other party had not noticed the previous battle between him and Yu Ming Thirteen.
It should be right, the battle between him and Yuming Thirteen only lasted a few minutes.
Excluding the nonsense in the middle, the real fight probably lasted just over a minute.
In such a short time, the other party arrived very quickly.
When he beat up Kazuo Yamamoto just now, he didn't use all his strength, otherwise Kazuo Yamamoto would have become a scum long ago.
The woman's expression changed drastically, and in an instant, her body was violently pushed back, and a mouthful of blood spilled from the sky.
As for this matter, Yamamoto Kazuo had already settled down. At this moment, the power that erupted from Wang Jian's fist could no longer be used, but he had been prepared when the woman appeared.
The whole body's true power was running at full speed, and the golden elixir in the Dantian was spinning, and a stronger true power surged out, instantly reaching the fist, and bombarded away again.
