Chapter 162 The spirit of never giving in and never giving in, this spirit attached to her body is really terrible, because of her unyielding, we are now facing the fate of perdition. There was hatred in Lang Junxi's voice.

We are also indomitable, in fact, you know very well that any king who can truly rule a side has an unyielding heart, and once he gives in, bows his head, and the crown falls.

yes, in fact, think about it, aren't we all weapons now? It's just that we are now a meat shield, and we will use our flesh and blood to defend our dignity and fight for our vitality.

Look, the enemy is coming! From a distance, Dou Shiyin saw a crowd of black oppressors, and he rushed out with a snort, grabbed the front, and faced the same kind of people who had been made into zombies by the jade-faced people.

Lang Junxi followed him tightly with his mace, rushing forward without fear.

After a strange flute sounded, those zombies with dull eyes suddenly rushed towards the swamp as if they had heard the order to fight, and the melee between humans and zombies suddenly began.

These painless zombies, after their limbs are broken, will still attack with mutilated limbs, broken legs and sharp teeth, which is a terrifying melee.

The swamp turned into a slaughterhouse in the blink of an eye, rivers of blood, wreckage everywhere, and the air was filled with the foul-smelling stench of zombies, and the blood of humans.

The blood of the werewolves stimulated the sense of smell of the zombies, and they became more excited, one wave fell, and another wave rushed up, and the sound of the flute like a magic sound brought batch after batch of zombies to the swamp, as if they were going to step on the ground in this night.

Almost all the people were already red-eyed, Dou Shiyin unfolded the Nine Tricks of Vientiane, the sword wind swept over, a piece of zombies turned into powder, and another piece of zombies poured up.

Lang Junxi also carried his mace, and under his feet, a tall pile of zombies had been piled up, and the stumps in the corpse pile scratched Lang Junxi's body from time to time, but he couldn't care so much anymore, he just kept hitting the zombies that pounced in front of him.

One forbearance, has already turned into the original form, constantly spinning, and putting down one zombie after another, but this zombie is endless, boundless.

It seems that even if they are not bitten to death by zombies, they will be exhausted to death.

The sky is almost dawn, Dou Shiyin is still killing wildly, but Lang Junxi is already feeling tired, and his heart gradually feels sad, he hasn't even seen the main owner of an enemy, is he going to be tired and die here?

At this moment, a strange flute suddenly sounded, and the zombies in the swamp suddenly stopped attacking, and they automatically lined up very docilely, and slowly walked towards the outside of the swamp, in the direction of Howling Moon City.

Dou Shiyin felt a little inexplicable, and couldn't help but look at Lang Junxi, but found that Lang Junxi also looked dazed.

At this time, a voice of surprise suddenly came: "It's a fantasy, he has learned to control the zombie's magic flute!" ”

As he spoke, Edgeworth leaped into the air, and Edgeworth ran towards the place where the flute sounded.

Be careful. Before Dou Shiyin's words fell, he saw a huge fire dragon burst out in front of him.

It's a forbearance, she burned all those zombies. Lang Junxi shouted loudly and rushed forward.

Dou Shiyin was surprised to see that those zombies who were controlled by the sound of the phantom flute actually stood obediently in the fire, motionless, and let the fire turn them to ashes.

Little by little, the zombies were wiped out, and thick black smoke rolled on the swamp, filling the air with an unpleasant smell of burning.

Lang Junxi looked in the direction of Xiaoyue City, feeling melancholy, when will he be able to return there again, the home that has been plundered by life?

The time when I used to be idle and idle suddenly became so beautiful at this moment, so beautiful that it was like a dream, so beautiful that it was out of reach!

At this moment, Lang Junxi suddenly discovered that conquest was actually a word full of violence and blood. It's not about abusing others or abusing yourself.

He looked at Dou Shiyin beside him, and said astringently: "When will we be able to return to our homeland, just live that kind of quiet and ordinary days, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, eating all day long, and doing nothing." ”

Dou Shiyin turned his head sideways, looked at Lang Junxi carefully, and suddenly laughed: "Will this come from the mouth of the wolf lord who is determined to set foot in Tongling Village and conquer the world?" How do I feel like I haven't woken up! ”

Don't make fun of me, I'm just thinking that slaughtering each other must not be what we came to this world for. Lang Junxi frowned, he felt that his psychology had undergone subtle changes, but this change was still very vague, and he was still unclear for a while.

However, the weak are not qualified to talk about peace, but even more brutal and tragic resistance will bring the dawn of peace. Dou Shiyin sighed deeply, he didn't know how many killings he had to go through before he could reach the other side of peace.

Yes, when you are slaughtered, you only think of the preciousness of peace, and when you are in the prime of your momentum, you only think of the pleasure of conquest, and you ignore the pain of others at all. Lang Junxi nodded deeply, the suffering was slowly deepening him.

However, in this battle, we may be able to bring some touch to Mo You! With such a large zombie horde completely wiped out, it will probably take some time for him to recover. Dou Shi said faintly.

He really hoped that this battle could buy Yun Miao some time, so that she had the opportunity to find a way to eliminate the corpse insect beast, from the current point of view, only by eliminating the corpse insect beast, the werewolf clan could recover the lost city, and only then could they form a horn with themselves, and encircle the psychic village, and they would have a chance to find Mo You, and finally eliminate her.

Dou Shiyin's gaze was cast into the distant sky, is Yun Miao still in the blood-colored canyon now? Has she found a way to get rid of the corpse worms?

Yun Miao had been soaking in the underground river for several days and nights, and she watched the corpse insects burst into brilliant sparks after encountering the water, and then disappeared completely.

Yun Miao has been wondering what they are afraid of besides water and light.

All things are mutually reinforcing, if there are no natural enemies, those who hide in the soil, in the stone cave, there is no water, and there is no light, there is also a chance to invade the ** animals, and they will also be wreaking havoc, but this kind of corpse insects rarely exist and are difficult to obtain.

Yun Miao knew that it would be difficult to find an answer while sitting here thinking about it, so she decided to go to the birthplace of the corpse worm to see for herself, where she might find a better way.