Chapter 91 Zombie King? People from the Underworld?
I seized the opportunity and gave this little old man a hand while he was in the most chaotic situation. I did it very covertly.
The little old man's reaction was really fast. The moment the cannon hit him in the head, he retreated.
The head cannon left a deep wound on his body and shoulder. The little old man was shocked. He quickly looked around.
However, I immediately asked Susu to drag me to another position. But I could clearly see that the little old man’s seriously injured shoulder was...healed in the blink of an eye!
Bang!
The entire platform hit the ground hard. Everyone except me was shaken by the aftershocks.
Just when I wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to give the baby a few more blows, that ghost thing actually appeared in front of me and stared at me.
"What cup!" scared me so many times, I just pointed at him without saying a word.
My attack directly hit the stone wall not far away and penetrated this ghost. He did not suffer any damage.
Then this ghost turned to look at me. He originally looked like a humanoid. In my field of vision, he was lying on the ground with his head raised. It seemed that he was learning my brain cannon.
"Want to learn?" I asked him. But to my surprise, he understood this sentence.
He made a face and nodded towards me. He looked like a dog when he was lying on all fours.
When I still wanted to communicate with him, the whole space became dark. I couldn't see anything except this ghost. If Susu hadn't been too close to me, I could feel her vital signs. This place was like
It's like being blind.
He quickly started the trick of shrinking his head and being a turtle again.
"Don't fire." Shan Zuqian's gloomy voice came. After saying that, he seemed to take out something. It turned out to be a stone, and the stone would glow.
The little old man also signaled to a few people in the anthill that they did not take out the firelight. It could be seen that although he had doubts, it seemed that he still believed in Shan Zuqian's actions.
"I'm becoming more and more curious about you, but soon I will know who you are..." Halfway through the words, the little old man's pupils shrank.
"The aura of corpse is so strong..."
Everyone's eyes were directed towards a figure not far away.
Zombies!
This was my first reaction. This figure is very majestic. Especially the back is particularly thick. The whole body has a pale color. It is dressed in clothes from an unknown era, and the two fangs are particularly long. The whole body shows a...
The color is dark purple. His eyes are closed. A faint black aura lingers around his body.
And the corpse odor they talked about felt very strange to my sense of smell. The most fragrant and the most stinky, two extreme smells merged together. I could tell that the stench was emanating from the surrounding area, while the fragrance came from
to this body.
This feeling is so weird. It’s worse than eating mustard!
"Zi Zhan?" The Taoist priest's pupils shrank, with a look of disbelief.
"Impossible! Most of the zombies now exist between hairy zombies and white zombies. Purple zombies are impossible..."
"It's not a purple zombie." Shan Zuqian didn't change much. Just when the Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief, he continued to speak, his face unusually solemn.
"But Jin Jia Zhan!"
"Are you sure?" The little old man's calm expression also changed at this moment, becoming frightened. In the blink of an eye, the fright disappeared and was replaced by greed.
The zombie didn't wake up, but just stood there. They were discussing non-stop. But that ghost was different. He seemed to have discovered a new world. He looked left and right and pretended to be towards me.
Ghostface. He even tidied up the zombie's appearance.
Although it was just a hands-on action, it had no actual effect. But in my eyes, it felt too weird.
It is indeed too fantastic, especially this ghost. No one can see him. Why can only I see him? And it seems that he is not afraid of anything and likes everything.
Except...people...
I huddled in the turtle shell and observed the zombie. I also observed the ghost. Then under my gaze, the ghost seemed to have discovered something special, and it slowly floated behind the zombie.
I looked closely and saw that it was a box. It was boxy and obscured by zombies, so I couldn't see its entirety clearly.
This was just a matter of the past few breaths. The little old man's eyes flashed with blood, and black energy continued to condense on his hands.
"Just let me see what this zombie is!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Taoist priest and Shan Zuqian turned pale in panic.
The little old man didn't even care about the smile on his face...
"By the way, I forgot to tell you. The so-called decent sects, who have been investigating the ant nest headquarters of Jianghai City and Guyan City for many years, are located under Qingsong Ridge... Let me see what you are capable of..."
brush!
A ray of black light hit the golden-armored zombie directly. There seemed to be something shady brewing in the attack, and it exploded the moment it hit the zombie's body.
It was too late, but it was too soon. The zombie with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes in an instant, like a wild beast waking up. An extremely powerful pressure came from him.
At the same time, a silent group of six people spoke respectfully to the little old man.
"Sir, the location has been determined. It is less than 2 kilometers away from our lair."
"Then let's go and come back when everyone is dead."
In the little old man's moment, Shan Zuqian, who had been silent while I was there, finally moved.
This man has always given me the feeling of being a boring gourd. And many things happened along the way, but he didn't care that much. But after the little old man finished speaking, his eyes finally became serious.
But I have a strong hunch. That zombie must not be the source of his seriousness. It is the box behind the zombie!
"Borrow yin and yang, yin and yang give birth to yin and yang, clear the way for yin and yang to go!" He pointed at his forehead with two fingers and muttered the words.
The little old man who was about to leave suddenly turned into the color of pig liver when he heard these words.
"Are you from the lower world?!"
No one answered the little old man, but at this moment, a door seemed to appear in the void and slowly opened. A dark wind blew. Ghosts howled and wolves howled. Countless shadows crawled out towards the door.
There is a feeling of seeing a horror movie, opening the door to the underworld, and countless evil ghosts crawling out of it.
What's this about riding a horse? I'm so dumbfounded when I step on a horse. I feel like my life has been in vain these past few decades.
At this time, everyone felt a gloomy and cold breath lingering in the entire space. But I was not like this...