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A shout, blood in all directions.

The front is spreading, life is passing.

Countless elite disciples threw themselves into the battle and fought the first battle with the zombies.

The disciples of the Long family became more and more courageous, and for the first time they faced the unknown and fear of zombies, after the return of the dragon, they had disappeared. All that remains is blood debt and the determination to destroy the other party.

And the zombie vein was led by Qin Luo, before the dragon duel came back, Qin Luo was very heroic, killing all sides, suppressing the opponent's main force and unable to raise his head, which greatly increased the morale of this side and made him arrogant.

Now Qin Luo was silent, and in front of the radiant Dragon Duel, he became dim.

Two fights, two photos, was choked by the neck twice by Long Du, naked slapping in the face, and domineering suppression.

"Without fangs, can you still be called a zombie?" Long Jue asked contemptuously.

"Roar!!" Qin Luo roared again. "I'm a zombie! I am a noble zombie! ”

"Humph! Also noble zombies? Long Jue sneered and said, "You are so smart, don't you know that you are here to die today?" They asked you to come and die, don't you understand? ”

"......" A trace of struggle flashed in Qin Luo's eyes, and he stopped speaking, letting Long Du grasp it.

Long Jue sneered and continued: "You know, you are an abandoned existence, that's why you are so unbearable, you are begging for death. ”

Qin Luo glanced at Long Jue in some surprise, but did not speak.

"With your mind, it's easy to figure this out, the last failure doomed you to death. You came here to look like an infinitely beautiful attack on the Long family, but in fact you are just a cannon fodder arranged by your king. ”

"You kill me, I'll ......" Qin Luo gave up resistance, he knew that now he couldn't be the opponent of Long Duel, Long Duel was growing too fast, so fast that he was at a loss.

Every time he calculated the dragon duel, he realized that he actually helped him, and every time the dragon duel was able to turn the danger into a disaster, and then his strength skyrocketed.

Such a situation can be said to have been caused by him, and it can be said that it was planned by the black hands behind the scenes. And he's just a pitiful pawn.

Maybe for the great king, he can have as many eighth-order zombies as he wants, he doesn't care about his existence at all, he only cares about whether his purpose can be accomplished.

And an opponent like Long Jue made people feel even more helpless, suffocating him, and making him no longer have the idea of resisting.

"Very well, I will fulfill you!" Long Jue nodded expressionlessly, then suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed it fiercely towards Qin Luo's chest.

"Poof!" With a crisp and cruel sound, Long Du's hand penetrated Qin Luo's chest and shattered his heart.

"Hea-hee! Dragon Duel, your real crisis has just arrived. As you get stronger, your world will change with you, and you'll face opponents you can't even imagine......"

Qin Luo died, and he died a well-deserved death. When Long Du pierced his heart, he said something like this, which made Long Du fall into deep thought.

He had an intuition that what Qin Luo said was true, not alarmist, let alone a threat before death, but something that happened.

This couldn't help but make Long Jue a little worried, he advanced too fast, as if someone was always hoping for him to grow up quickly. And when his strength is getting stronger and stronger, he also has more and more intuition, as if someone is waiting for him.

It's as if a dark cloud has always hung over his head, always following with your body's movement, dark clouds, thunder flashing, but slow refusing to fall a drop of rain, as if waiting for the best time, when you least expect it, will give you a downpour with nowhere to hide.

Thinking of this, Long Jue shook his head helplessly, and then looked at the battlefield between Ryoma and the Blood Demon.

Ryoma is the bloodline of the dragon clan and BMW, BMW is a bright and righteous demon beast, originally a unicorn with purification ability, and after combining the powerful bloodline of the dragon clan, it has become today's dragon horse, not only powerful, tough body, but also with a strong power to drive away evil and purify, and has a strong ability to restrain the existence of evil.

And Ryoma's opponent, the Blood Demon, is the most evil kind of existence.

"Hiss rate rate!" When Ryuduki turned to look at Ryoma, Ryoma let out an excited neigh, knocking the Blood Demon headlong out of the way, and then stomped it under his feet.

After feeling Long Jue's gaze, Ryoma looked at Long Jue with dissatisfaction and said, "Dragon boy, have you solved it?" ”

"It's solved, I'll watch you perform quietly." Long Du nodded.

Ryoma snorted in dissatisfaction and said, "No, how can I be slower than you?" Even if it's slower than you, it's just a little slower! If you don't play anymore, send this guy to death right away! ”

With that, Ryoma stomped hard at the Blood Demon who was struggling and unable to move at his feet.

The vigorous horse's hooves carry a faint brilliance, like a sharp blade, like a mad knife.

"Boom!" The Blood Demon shattered, and blood splattered in all directions, and finally turned into a pool of black blood and disappeared.

Ryoma raised his head, shook off his drifting hair, and snorted at Ryudu, then shook his body into the appearance of a pony all the time, and landed on Ryudu's shoulder.

Long Du turned his head to look at the battlefield.

Under the churning of the Canglong Divine Dragon in the sky, the elite disciples of the Long Family became more and more courageous, constantly tearing apart the opponent's body.

Especially after Qin Luo was killed by Long Duel, although Long Du did not deliberately tell him loudly, many people had already seen this scene.

Therefore, the disciples of the Long family shouted excitedly, but the zombie vein has lost the desire to fight, they are zombies, but it does not mean that zombies will not die, let alone that they are not afraid of death.

Strictly speaking, zombies have already died once, and they cherish their lives even more.

So, they want to escape.

"Can't let them run!"

"Kill them all! Avenge our dead brothers! ”

“……”

Ryoma lazily lay on Long Du's shoulder, yawned and said, "Dragon boy, do you want to help?" ”

Long Jue shook his head lightly and said: "Blood debt is not only to be repaid by blood, but also to let them achieve it with their own hands, the disciples of the Long family will never be afraid of death, they will only be afraid of doing nothing in their lives, they are not afraid of dying in battle, what they are eager for is a hearty battle." ”

"Well, what you said makes sense, they're killing now, so let them vent well." Ryoma nodded, then closed his eyes faintly, and said, "Since there is no more to do with me, then I will continue to sleep, I have reached the most critical stage, and there is nothing to disturb me next......"

Long Du gently hugged the pony on his shoulder in his arms, and then floated up, standing on a high point in the Long family and looking down on the entire battlefield.

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On a hill far away on the periphery of the Long family's battlefield, Shura, dressed in red, was standing respectfully behind a vicissitudes of life, both of them facing the direction of the Long family, without saying a word.

It wasn't until Qin Luo was killed by the dragon and the blood demon was trampled by the dragon horse that the vicissitudes of life said faintly: "Qin Luo is dead." ”

"Yes, king." Shura nodded respectfully.

The Zombie King turned around, without any look on his face, as if all this had nothing to do with him, and said, "From now on, my subordinates will only have you as an Eighth Order." ”

Shura's body trembled, and cold sweat broke out in an instant at this moment.

He didn't understand why his king said such a thing to himself, but he knew very well that if the king only had an eighth-order zombie by his side, then he must not be far from death.

In Shura's heart, he has always been afraid of the Zombie King, because he is too deep, and it feels like a puddle of water that can never detect the bottom line, too deep and too deep, making people unknown and frightening.

It's as if he let Qin Luo obediently send him to death with a word, and he has achieved his goal, and even in the end, it seems that he has nothing to do with him.

"Will one day, the king let me die like this?" These are the words that Shura asked himself in his heart.

Shura hurriedly bent down respectfully and said, "No, as long as the king is willing, there will be countless eighth-order appearances, and there will be countless zombies surrendering at your feet. ”

The Zombie King was silent, making Shura's waist bend lower.

He was afraid that he had said the wrong thing, and he was even more afraid that the Zombie King would see through his thoughts.

He trembled, but he never dared to look up at the Zombie King.

After a long time, the zombie king sighed lightly and said, "Do you think I'm terrible?" Afraid that one day, I will treat you like Qin Luo? ”

Shura's eyes were quickly filled with fear, and he immediately fell to his knees with a puff and said to the zombie king: "Everything the king does has the king's reason. Qin Luo's mission failed, and it was not a pity to die. If the king also needs Shura to die one day, Shura will definitely not have any hesitation! ”

Shura did not deny the problem of the Zombie King, because he knew that as long as the Zombie King said such a sentence, it meant that he must have seen his inner thoughts clearly, and denying it had no meaning, only to express his loyalty.

The Zombie King took a deep look at Shura and said, "Shura, do you know why I've been restricting your movements?" In fact, as long as I nod my head, all the people in this world will soon become zombies. ”

However, this is not my purpose, and at that moment, the whole world will be like us, and our existence will lose its meaning. Good and evil are not separated, but no one is indispensable. ”

After a pause, the Zombie King continued: "So, I no longer need the Eighth Order's subordinates, you are enough. When the time comes, I will let you do what you want, and when the time comes, you will be the master of this world. ”

"Thank you, King!" Shura fell to his knees respectfully.

The Zombie King looked in the other direction in the distance and said, "Let's go, a few old friends have already spotted us." ”

Shura raised his head in surprise and looked in the direction the zombie king was looking.

"Now is not the time to catch up with them, you go and arrange the affairs of the deep sea, this should be the last thing we will do against the dragon."

"Yes!"