After grinding for two days, the zombie was completely dismantled, and finally only a little head was cut off from the neck for a moment.
A puff of smoke emitted from a neck.
There seems to be a monk in Tsing Yi in the smoke.
Brother Tsing Yi said with a long expression, "You’re here? Is the burial day market again? "
In his speech, the yellow mound seemed to produce an attraction, and the smoke was sucked away, but his voice was shaken. "Keep the meat … the body …"
Then the smoke was sucked into the mound.
Zeng Xiangwu quickly reacted with a binge drinking "Be careful not to go back with zombie minced meat …"
When you talk, you spill blood on the floor, and the pieces of zombie meat squirm as if they are ready to move.
Rank then are exquisite generation Ma Bai came to the nearest place to fight back the slightest nausea and put the ground crawling meat into his bag.
Xiaoli, the main palace of Tiangong Shaozhu, didn’t start work, but stupefied and watched the smoke disappear in situ, as if trying to remember something.
After half a ring, the jade finger suddenly lost a mound and said, "At the end of smelting white, he is the predecessor of smelting white. I remember that he is the predecessor of smelting white …"
Zhao Zhumo’s tall body shook with a jerk, then bowed deeply to the mound and said in a low voice, "Zhao Zhumo, the younger generation of Tiangong, thanked his predecessors …"
His brother in the Heavenly Palace did not bow solemnly, and said in a low voice like Zhao Zhumo, "Thank you for your predecessors."
The monks at the scene are silent.
In Sun Hao’s mind, Ma Bai came to smelt the white palace at the end of the day, and his position should be not low. It is very likely that he is the predecessor of the Tiangong.
Gong Xiaoli’s deep voice verified Sun Hao’s conjecture that "my predecessor was the one who was buried in the Heaven Market. I didn’t expect him to fall here and melt …"
Speaking of which, the Xiaoli dialect in Gong stopped abruptly, and a pair of eyes looked at the yellow land of the burial day market.
The yellow land swelled with yellow mounds.
Will it bury one outstanding person of the previous generation?
And are they also turned into bloody zombies and blocked everyone’s way?
If so, how many generations of outstanding heroes can make up a large yellow mound?
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.
Monks are so angry.
The yellow earth is coming, and the wind seems to be sighing leisurely, and it seems that a monk is humming a sad song gently.
And the sky is high in the original golden light, and the hero is reflected in the yellow land.
Weird emerge filar silk blood twelve glittering Chinese characters yellow earth like writing fuzz floating a layer of blood fog.
Like blood and tears in people’s eyes, there is a sense of sadness.
Chapter one hundred and one Double-headed blood stiff
Double-headed zombie heavenly palace hero charmer
Compared with his blood zombie, his pure offensive and defensive ability is very different from that of a double-headed blood zombie.
When the monks quickly took over and surrounded the double-headed blood zombie exhibition, after the siege,
Double-headed blood zombies take up golden light as a cover to protect themselves from various attacks by monks.
The spear and sword hit the gold cover without any damage.
And the double-headed blood froze his hands and slapped them on his chest for a few times before waving and dancing wildly.
Road fly knife type gas strength with double blood stiff hands fly out to attack the monk clan.
Then his huge body jumped high and his blood was stiff, and he rushed through the friar’s attack net to pounce on Zeng Xiangwu’s friar array.
Sun Hao’s eyes shrank.
Double-headed zombies are not weak in wisdom and have independent judgment.
The stronger golden battle body turns green, which is probably the highest state of the refined monks in this world. The ancient iron battle body’s strength in waving its hands should be a kind of fighting skill, not that the blood zombies in front can attack.
Even it’s hard to stop it.
Double-headed bloody target directed at Zeng Xiangwu
This makes the Godsworn Array, which has not been attacked, react a little slowly.
But there should be no big problem.
Because a few temple leaders in the array are less willing to make moves, but with high strength and less strength, they are waiting for them.
Xia Qingyu, the Lord of the Ice and Snow Palace, darted a series of handprints with a charming jade palm in his mouth.
A white snowflake in the palm of a white jade is as lifelike as a compass.
bang
The shock came with a double-headed blood, a vertical palm split the snowflake’s mouth and a roar "urn"
The snowflake shook and melted the ice.
The strength of a single palm is like a wave rushing.
Double-headed blood is stiff, and the speed of breaking the water wave is still unabated.
Ghosts like spirits spit out a mouthful of dark as ink, yin and cold, and double-headed blood froze and blood gas surged, and yin and cold airflow was scattered by a rush.
Gong Xiaoli crossed his hands, his two thumbs crossed, his two forefingers crossed the middle of his fingers, pointing to the front middle finger, his forefinger bent and his pinkie crossed in pairs, his eyebrows crossed, his eyes were covered with a scarf, and his mouth murmured. After his double-headed blood froze, he rushed through the previous interceptions, and his mouth jiao denounced a "vajrasattva Dharma Mantra, the lion seal outside the Tiangong …"
A glittering lion rushed out from the handprint of Gong Xiaoli, and his head was frozen with blood.
Red eyes flashed filar silk fear double-headed blood stiff violently a roars "om" golden hood bright big arms crossed his chest to block the little lion in front.
The battle is developing at an extremely fast pace.
From Zhao Zhu’s retreat into the array, everyone besieged the double-headed blood stiff to the double-headed blood stiff and rushed to the Godsworn’s command hub.
Instant double-headed blood has been intercepted by layers and killed without stopping.
It was not until the attack speed of Gong Xiaoli’s little lion dropped slightly, but it was still not slow to block the little lion with his hands crossed. At the same time, he had rushed head-on
Lift a thick big bloody thigh is almost a kick to the palace Xiaoli without hesitation.
The lion print outside the palace Xiaoli made him feel uncomfortable. The main target of the attack was naturally aimed at the palace Xiaoli
See the palace Xiaoli put little lion Sun Hao heart can’t help but move.
At this time, the double-headed blood-stiff feet have been kicked up, and great power has been brought up to kick Zeng Xiangwu with a sharp arrow.
Kicked the ghost Xi Lan to cut the fly sword.