Three days later, Zhang Ling walked out of the "Guigu Village" shrouded in darkness, but he was the only one left by his side. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Ling passed by Guigu Village and found that the residents inside were standing at the door to greet him, they couldn't see the light, but they were all smiling at him!

"From this day forward, I am the only remaining Apostle of Hell in the world!"

Zhang Ling carried the unicorn knife on his shoulder and walked straight forward.......

A month later, the Heavenly Master Gate ushered in a catastrophe, and thousands of zombies surrounded the mountain gate.

This time, not only the three droughts came, but even the twelve slaves under the zombie king's generals came.

The entire Heavenly Master Gate was shrouded in a layer of death aura, and many disciples wanted to escape, but when they saw countless zombies guarding outside the mountain gate, they had no choice but to retreat into the Heavenly Master Gate.

If it weren't for the many formations arranged on the periphery of the Heavenly Master Gate in advance, those zombies would have rushed in and killed all the disciples of the Heavenly Master Gate.

Looking at the twelve slaves guarding outside the mountain gate, Ning Cairen shook the fan in his hand and asked, "These twelve slaves have all appeared, why haven't the zombie king's generals shown up for a long time?" ”

"Maybe you're waiting for someone to show up?" Murong Wan'er blinked, then sighed and said.

"Who will that guy be waiting for? It can't be Shangguan security, right? Lu Xiaopang scratched his head and said, in his opinion, Shangguan was the most powerful one among the Heavenly Masters he knew.

"Shangguan? Didn't that guy defect to the Heavenly Master's Sect? For him, the zombie king's generals won't make such a big splash to go here, right? Sun Qiu'er responded.

"If it's not Shangguan, who could it be? You know, we're all here, is it Zhang Ling's kid? ”

"Impossible, Zhang Ling is a sling, although he can play a little clever, but when it comes to Taoism, he is a second-rate son, how can the zombie king and generals put him in his eyes?" Han Xiaoxiao said with a muffled snort.

Half a month ago, Maoshan had been attacked by the Zombie King's generals, so she had no choice but to follow the Cangshan Daoist to the Heavenly Master Gate to seek refuge.

It is said that during that riot, the generals appeared and killed the deputy head of the Maoshan faction.

Not only the Maoshan faction, but also Longhu Mountain, and the Golden Gate were all attacked by the zombie family, and they went to the Heavenly Master Gate to seek refuge, but also to fight to the death with the zombie family.

In their opinion, the Heavenly Master Gate is the last line of defense for cultivators against the zombie family, and if the Heavenly Master Gate is also breached, everyone here will become food for the zombies!

Dusk is approaching, and the sunset on the horizon burns like blood.

The zombie group under the mountain let out a roar, Shen Liuhua sighed and said: "After the corpse group attack a few days ago, the magic circle outside the mountain gate has suffered large-scale damage, if this time, the corpse group launches another attack of that magnitude, we are very likely to be captured, and then ......." After a pause, Shen Liuhua looked around and sighed heavily.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

As the roars rang out, the corpses rioted, and thousands of zombies rushed towards the mountain gate.

This time, it was actually three marls in the lead, and they were followed by twelve slaves.

The circle passed through another wave of attacks from the zombies, and the light was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Looks like we can't wait any longer, let's just rush out!"

The master of the Heavenly Master Sect took the lead in rushing down, fighting among the corpses, and the heads of zombies were constantly cut off, and black blood soaked every mountain stone here.

"Lao Tzu fought with you, Streamer, anxious as a law!"

Lu Xiaopang shouted, threw three streamer talismans in the air in a row, and clusters of streamers flew out, and suddenly several jumping corpses had blood holes in their bodies, and then fell to the ground with a roar.

"Zhang Ling, since your kid is gone, then I'll kill a few more zombies for you." As he spoke, Lu Xiaopang took the Yang Fire Talisman and burned another jumping corpse.

"Who said I wasn't there?"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Xiaopang immediately felt a chrysanthemum tight, he only felt that there was a person standing behind him, and his whole body was cold.

"Zhang Ling, it's actually you, when did you come?" Nalan Lizi stared at Zhang Ling with wide eyes, she wanted to laugh but couldn't, because Zhang Ling's appearance was so weird that everyone present hadn't noticed his existence before.

"Of course I just arrived." Zhang Ling said, and didn't forget to raise his eyebrows at Nalan Lizi.

Nalan Lizi immediately lowered her head with a red face, and it was not until a zombie roar came from behind her that she raised her head suddenly.

"Qilin fire, urgent as a law!" At the moment when Nalan Lizi looked up, she saw that the zombie was instantly devoured by a fire unicorn.

"This guy can actually release the Qilin Fire without the spirit rune, is it ......" Murong Wan'er squinted her eyes at Zhang Ling, and suddenly felt that Zhang Ling in front of her had changed.

"You........ You....... Tell me, have you been bought by zombies, and then mixed in with the zombie hordes to break into our interior and act as spies for them? Hua Feiyu jumped up and down to Zhang Ling's side, and then touched his body.

The corners of Lu Xiaopang's mouth twitched suddenly, secretly thinking that little Lori wanted to check if Zhang Ling was a zombie or did she want to take advantage of him?

Roar!

With a roar, a marble rushed straight at this side.

"Be careful!"

Zhang Ling pulled Hua Feiyu behind him, then pulled out the Qilin knife and cut off the right arm of the drought.

"How is it possible, is this guy Zhang Ling?" Everyone present was looking at Zhang Ling with a look at the monster.

Cutting off the arm of the drought with a knife, what a powerful spiritual power is needed to support it, it is estimated that even the master of the Heavenly Master Sect may not be able to do this.

The marquin looked at his broken arm, and then roared at Zhang Ling: "Little doll, I was careless just now, and I let you pick up a bargain." But don't worry, I'll trade your whole body for this arm of mine. ”

After speaking, the drough showed its fangs, its facial expression became extremely hideous, and he turned into a hurricane and swept towards Zhang Ling.

"It was your arm that was cut off just now, and then your head." Zhang Ling clenched the Qilin knife with both hands, and also rushed towards the drought.

With a flash of knife light, the head of the marble literally rolled to the ground.

At this moment, not only the disciples in the Heavenly Master Sect were surprised, but even the twelve slaves behind the drought were also amazed. One of the old men with thinning hair stood up, he pointed at Zhang Ling and smiled slightly, "Little brother, do you still recognize old decay?" ”

Zhang Ling squinted his eyes and replied lightly: "One of the twelve slaves under the general's seat, of course I remember you!" ”

"It's good to remember, but I remember that the owner of this knife in your hand is not you, dare to ask where its owner is now?" When the old man spoke, he kept staring at the Qilin Knife in Zhang Ling's hand, but the fangs in his mouth were quietly revealed.

"The owner of this knife is standing in front of you right now." After Zhang Ling finished speaking, he directly rushed towards the twelve slaves with the unicorn knife in his hand.

(To be continued.) )