The intertwined shadow of gold and black was none other than Jiang Qian's golden-armored corpse, but he suddenly put the golden-armored corpse into the void, intending to give those in the Yuhua Sect a surprise.
Qingyao and the others didn't know whether they were surprised or not, but there was definitely a shock.
He was almost killed.
If he hadn't been able to dodge quickly and grab a junior brother who had not yet reached the Foundation Establishment Realm to stop him, he would have been caught by the zombies and even sucked into him.
But the junior brother who was caught by him was not so lucky, and was actually stabbed to death by a zombie with one hand in his chest.
He died without even a chance to resist.
Immediately afterwards, the zombie pounced on the next one.
At first, everyone in the Yuhua Sect was not in a hurry to escape, but planned to fight the zombie directly and kill it first.
But the zombies seemed to be more powerful than they expected.
Even those who are cultivators of the Foundation Establishment Realm cannot withstand one finger piercing it, let alone those who have not yet reached the Foundation Establishment Realm.
It was simply a one-sided massacre.
As soon as the fangs bite, blood immediately pours into the mouth. In two breaths, a person is sucked and fucked. When he throws it to the ground, the ground suddenly shakes.
The disciples of the Yuhua Sect who had come to their senses started attacking the zombies one after another. No matter what level of magic they were, they all used their magic skills one by one, and some even used swords, swords and sticks to smash them.
Buzz!
A large swath of strange light and weapons swept towards the golden-armored zombie, as if like a huge torrent, they were trying to tear the golden-armored zombie into pieces.
At this time, pieces of golden light suddenly surged out of the golden-armored zombie, and slowly swept through it. An extremely powerful force quickly swept out from the golden light on it like a whirlpool.
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Haoran's fierce pressure, like hills, collapsed like an ocean abyss. All the Yuhua Sect's attack methods were suppressed, and no one dared to act rashly.
The methods they used were nothing more than low-grade magic.
Rather than saying it is magic, it is more like some attack techniques and moves. In Jiang Chi's opinion, they are no different from the attack methods of ordinary people from martial arts sects.
On the contrary, it was the golden-armored zombie that made him very satisfied.
A golden flowing armor appears and disappears, which can block defenses and can also rush attacks. The zombies are fast in nature, and when used head-on, they are even more ferocious.
Very scary.
Even Qingyao from the Yuhua Sect frowned and said in a deep voice, "Does anyone know what this is?"
He had never seen it before.
Its body is as hard as iron, no, it should be harder than steel.
Such a terrifying existence had never been heard of before.
But he knew that this golden-armored zombie was definitely not a living creature. Otherwise, he would have discovered it long ago, and why he would not be on the same level now.
All around, many Yuhua Sect disciples shook their heads and said:
"Senior Brother Qingyao, we don't know about this monster. It is very powerful and our attacks against it have little effect. In addition, its hands and teeth are sharp weapons and can easily cut through our defenses."
"Also, he sucks human blood. It seems that his strength has improved after swallowing it, but it is very subtle and not very obvious."
"It has no life breath, which means it is just a dead object. Maybe it is unique to this mysterious realm of demons."
Many people murmured, but Qingyao noticed one thing, that is, this golden-armored zombie was terrifying and was not something they could deal with.
It's scary just thinking about it.
What kind of existence this is still frightens them. The magic spells they used before were torn into pieces by this golden-armored zombie, turning into little fluorescent lights and disappearing.
But what made Qingyao feel livid the most was not this, but the fact that the methods of the golden-armored zombie were inconsistent with the death of his eldest brother and his group.
"The attack method of the monster in front of me is clearly cold-blooded violence. It is a direct confrontation with us. It is a head-on confrontation with us, but Big Brother and the others are more like being blown to death by something, and the explosion is accompanied by flames."
Qingyao thought secretly, "Only in this way can we explain why each of them was burned to coke."
Therefore, he came to the conclusion that the monster in front of him was definitely not the murderer who attacked his big brother, but appeared suddenly.
Maybe the murderer behind the scenes has been killed by this monster, or maybe this is the method the murderer behind the scenes used.
"But no matter what the situation is, the situation we are encountering now is very critical." Before, he felt very safe and nothing would happen.
After being reminded by the disciples of the Yuhua Sect, he only felt that there was basically no danger.
But now it seems that what he said just now was clearly a slap in the face. The danger appeared as soon as he said there was no danger. It was still very scary.
If you compare it to a challenge to pass a level, not long after he finished his words, it turned into reality. He was going to face a big BOSS, and there was no room for negotiation when it came to killing people.
A thing without life characteristics, no matter how cruel it is, is just a dead thing.
But what Qingyao didn't know was that this golden-armored zombie actually had some intelligence, but it just wasn't revealed.
In addition, when they saw it for the first time, they simply didn't notice it.
Once they continue to be slaughtered by the golden-armored zombies, they may not even have the last hope.
Then, a Yu Hua Sect disciple said: "Senior Brother Qingyao, although this monster is a dead thing, it is still very capable. Why don't we retreat first?"
But Qingyao shook his head, with a chill in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "No, we must not leave the corpses of eldest brother and other fellow apprentices here.
You must understand that this is the secret realm of the Heavenly Demon. They don’t even have a tomb here, let alone anyone to offer sacrifices!”
But other disciples didn't understand.
If you stay, why don't you have to be penetrated by the golden-armored zombie and turn into a corpse?
They will die anyway if they stay.
Thinking of this, a Yuhua Sect disciple said: "Senior Brother Qingyao, if you don't make a decision, it will be too late. If you don't want to leave, then we will leave."
As soon as he said this, Qing Yao's expression suddenly changed and he said: "Okay, you can go."
Anyway, they are just some ants who are not in the foundation building realm. He already has some elements in them that he can use, so he plans to use these fellow sect members as cannon fodder.
He won't stop him if he wants to leave now, because he knows that these people will die sooner or later. If he wants the opportunity in the Heavenly Demon Secret Realm before he can reach the Foundation Establishment Realm, he is probably thinking too much.
There won't even be a chance to get out alive, so what's the chance?
With a secret sneer, he no longer cared about those people. They were all going to die anyway, and no one would collect their bodies when the time came. Don't blame Senior Brother Qingyao for being unjust.
Of course, he didn't say these words directly.
The few disciples whose cultivation had not yet reached the foundation-building realm were about to run out when they saw the golden-armored zombie and immediately pounced on them, killing them all with just a few sweeps.
"Hey, it's so cruel!"
Some disciples shouted, looking very lucky that they did not run away, otherwise they would be the ones who died, which would be miserable.
Qingyao looked ugly and said in a deep voice: "This zombie doesn't want us to leave. It seems like it wants to kill us all!"
Even he couldn't help but feel a little scared in his heart.