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A large wave of zombies has besieged the members of the NACA. Wang Yan and others guarded according to the danger, and the so-called danger was just a little higher terrain and more rugged rocks around.

The zombies killed wave after wave, and the zombie corpses were already piled up all over the ground in a small square inch. Wang Yan and others have fought so far, not to mention that they have killed more than 100 zombies.

Most of them were lowest-level walking corpses, but there were also some elite iron-armored corpses, and even several powerful bronze armored corpses were killed.

But the zombies are still not afraid of death, and they keep stepping on the corpses and pouring in.

Fortunately, the corpse Dao people, who were good at group battles, woke up from their state of loss and entered the battlefield.

His sect's inheritance secret treasure corpse coffin can store more than a dozen puppet corpses, although the number is far inferior to the enemy zombies, but the corpse Taoist has been refining corpses for hundreds of years, and the puppet corpses that can be saved by him and carried with him can be said to be carefully collected and refined.

Not to mention the Black Iron Tower, which had already broken through to the Silver Armor Corpse level with Wang Yan's pure yang essence blood, it was invincible in the battlefield. As the pinnacle of the bronze corpse, Shadow Dance is not to be underestimated, it roams the battlefield, and from time to time it gives the enemy a fatal blow. That image and bearing are like a weakened version of Wuya'ange.

In addition, there are four identical-looking bronze armored corpses forming a battle formation, joining forces to resist the enemy's combat power doubled.

The remaining ten are all iron-armored corpses, including Mieko, Zang Yao, and Yan San, who fought with Wang Yan and were impressed. Each of them has its own good abilities, blocking most of the pressure for Wang Yan and others, who are somewhat exhausted.

Wang Yan helped the weak Wu Ya Ange and let her sit under a big rock. From the storage bracelet. Took out a C+-grade Inner Dan Essence. Injected into her.

This fierce battle has been fought to this day. Wu Ya Ange killed at least forty or fifty zombies by himself, including many iron-armored corpses and bronze armored corpses with strong combat power. The energy and physical strength have been exhausted to the stage of running out of oil and drying up.

She also suffered several injuries and some corpse poison. This made her face pale and her lips slightly blue.

The Great Battlefield is different from the personal fights that come and go, it is brutal and direct, and it consumes energy violently all the time. In this environment, fighting against the corpses, the dark canopy of Wuya Ange's realm is not very useful. Forcibly opening up the realm is just a waste of effort.

Although she is a domain-level powerhouse, she is not like Wang Yan who has a spirit-level equipment to protect her body, and she is injured everywhere after a vicious battle.

Fortunately, her own physical fitness is far superior to ordinary people, and the medicinal power of C+-grade Inner Pill Essence is very strong. A dose was injected into her body, and after just a few seconds, a trace of delicate and ruddy appeared on her face.

"Sister Ange, hurry up and breathe. Wang Yan also took the opportunity to inject himself with the essence of the Zhinei Dan to replenish his tired physical energy.

The corpse Dao man led a group of more than a dozen puppet corpses, commanding Fang Xuan to resist the surging corpse group. Especially the Black Iron Tower, which was slaughtered into the corpses. Fierce and unmatched, it crushes enemy zombies like a humanoid tank.

Kill to the time of rise. He howled up to the sky, shaking the dense black clouds above and trembling faintly.

"Whoa!" On the other side of the battlefield, there was also a roar that had been around all day. An evil, bloody, and cruel aura oppressed from afar. It was the fierce silver glutton that he had never met, but his feet rumbled like a hammer drum.

Obviously, the fierce silver gluttony felt the same kind of aura of the Black Iron Tower, and heard the unconvinced provocation of the Black Iron Tower's roar.

"Whew~" The Black Iron Tower also roared at it from afar. For a while, the roars of the two silver-armored corpses in the battlefield continued to resound in the sky.

They seem to be on the ancient battlefield, between two brave generals.

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"Huh?" The corpse boy who had already taken back the corpse crow, felt that the victory was in hand, and the overall situation had been decided. Yao Yao heard the violent roar of the black iron tower, his brows couldn't help frowning, and he tilted his head and wondered, "Where did a silver armored corpse come out? It's weird. Go show the old man. ”

"Bang lala~" The black crow that stepped on the corpse boy's arm fluttered its wings and flew into the thick gloomy clouds and mist, and went to reconnoiter the information.

The boy who left the corpse frowned slightly and wondered: "Where did the silver armor corpse come from? Strange, strange." And what is the silver fish doing! How did it fly out of the gloomy fog and go to the sky?"

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fluttering ridge~ a rapid flapping of wings.

In the battlefield of the stalemate of the Great Hollow Valley, within the tumbling and unpredictable gloomy fog. A corpse raven covered in pitch black, shuttling left and right in the gloomy black mist, its scarlet eyes staring at everyone on the ground like a falcon through the heavy black mist.

"This is!?"

On the mountainside platform, a baby-faced corpse boy with pigtails changed color. Through the vision of the "corpse crow", he clearly saw the silver-armored corpse black iron tower that was dominating the battlefield. and the silver coffin lying on the ground, exuding an ancient mystery.

One of the secret treasures of the sect - the hidden corpse coffin!

The corpse boy's face was cloudy, and the pink and tender cheeks twitched slightly. How could the coffin of the hidden corpse appear here?

He remembered very well that the corpse coffin of the master's treasure had always been in the hands of his junior brother.

The corpse boy's heart twitched heavily, and even his breathing stagnated for a while, with a hint of anxiety. Through the vision of the "corpse crow", he constantly searches for his junior brother on the battlefield.

Ultimately.

The image of the old monster in a black robe with gray hair fell on his mind.

This, this is ...... Teacher, junior brother?

In an instant, two tears poured out from the corners of the corpse boy's eyes, and when the wind blew, they turned into tears and a drizzle of tears drifted backwards. I have seen my junior brother countless times in my dreams. I have also fantasized countless times about the scene of meeting my junior brother.

However, there has never been a single imagination. He and his junior brother would meet on the battlefield, and they would be hostile to each other.

Bro!

How did you change and become so old? You became a senior brother and couldn't recognize you at all.

It's been seventy years, and I haven't seen each other in seventy years.

It's not that the corpse boy doesn't want to see it, but he doesn't dare to see it. All along, he has been trying his best to suppress his desire to visit his junior brother~ desire. Because he didn't want to involve his junior brother in a world that would devour people's souls. It's even more because he doesn't want his junior brother to know what he's been doing all these years.

Tears poured out uncontrollably.

The half-world devil, the big demon corpse boy who can stop children crying at night in many places, shed tears that have not appeared for more than half a century.

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At the same time, in the middle of the sky.

A mink and a puppet corpse were communicating with each other in a row.

The little ferret grabbed her phone and squeaked excitedly. The little eyes are as pitiful as they are, and as innocent as they are. Its voice is crisp and moving, tactful, and pitiful.

The winged puppet corpse silver fish is waving its claws, whining and roaring. For the tragic experience of the little ferret, the pitiful life experience expresses indignation and sympathy and pity.

Completely different races, different attributes, different body types, and even different genders can communicate so smoothly and fluently. It can be seen that the Korean drama of Little Ferret for so long is really not in vain.

Of course, don't look at the little ferret and the silver ray talking so happily. But my heart is very broken, is the old cow's nose at the bottom asleep? I have been slipping in the air like a kite for so long, and I still don't let it go?

Sister can't hold it anymore, I really want to hold back a mouthful of ice mist and smack this stinky zombie in the face.

But then again, the Lun family is really smart and clever. In this desperate situation, you can also play so slippery~~

Just when the little ferret was full of thoughts, the mobile phone suddenly rang very happily: "I want to say to you love, love, love is endless...... I miss you forever and ever~"

Silverfish's sympathetic voice paused, and her fierce eyes looked at the little ferret and the phone suspiciously.

The little ferret stopped abruptly, her expression stiffened, she glanced at her phone, and grinned awkwardly at Yinlu. I broke down and complained, do you dare to be more unprofessional anymore?

Scorpion Woman, aren't you a shadow assassin? Don't you even know how to turn your phone to silent at the very least? Besides, what a taste? Use old songs from many years ago as a ringtone.

"Roar~" Yinlu's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he pointed at the phone with his sharp claws. Although its EQ is not high, its IQ is not lower than that of ordinary people.

Vaguely, it seemed that something was wrong.

The little ferret had a cold neck and squeaked and chuckled dryly. Under the increasingly menacing threat in the eyes of the silver rays, he swiped the screen with his paws to answer the call. I prayed in my heart that the other party should pay attention to the Lun family, and don't reveal my sister's identity.

"Hey, Miss Ange?" As soon as it was connected, Li Fanming's voice came from the other end of the phone, "The stakes are very high, I have to personally communicate with you about the bombing coordinates of the Dongfeng-15!"

"Woooo But the bombing coordinates were understood. The red light in his eyes gradually condensed, and he bared his fangs at the little ferret.

"Squeak chirp~" The little ferret was about to faint, squeaking in protest to remind the other party.

What a is this!

When you receive the coordinate information, it's good to just bang bang. I even have to make a phone call to pay a return visit, do you think this is TV shopping or a prize quiz!?

"Huh, squeak, chirp?" Li Fanming, who was on the other side, was obviously a little confused, and said to himself strangely, "A little squirrel......?" What's going on, how could it be a little squirrel answering the phone!? ”

At this moment, the little ferret had an urge to burst into tears. What kind of IQ is this Director Li? Go through the back door and get into the position of the director, right?

Squirrel, squirrel, you big-headed ghost. Through the phone, with which eye did you see that my sister looked like a little squirrel!?

Also, who's the pit at the bottom!?

…… (To be continued......)