Wuxi and Liuchao glanced at each other, Wuxi rushed towards the zombies, and Liuchao continued to protect Cang Qingle, the young master's wife didn't need them to protect him, but what about the little young master, he needed it.

One person joins the battle, and one person stays to protect, which is the best arrangement for the two of them, and the battle will entangle the zombies, which is a kind of protection that is offensive and defensive.

Although the power of this seventh-level zombie born after tomorrow is not stronger than that of a zombie of the same level born under the natural law of survival of the fittest, its speed is not lagging behind.

The ice condensed during the banquet did not hold it for long, and as soon as it moved, the ice turned into slag and shattered to the ground.

"Be careful!" Yan Jun reminded him.

The first target of the seventh-level zombie was Wuxi, and it acted like a black lightning bolt, biting Wuxi's shoulder.

"Hmph, you dare to bite me! Eat me a punch! Wuxi punched the zombie's head, knocking it more than a dozen steps away.

He is a gold-based ability, and the advantages of belonging to the gold-based ability are revealed at this time, the gold-based ability is not suitable for long-range attacks, but it is suitable for close combat, and their gold-based ability can be used on the opponent's enemy, turning into a steel knife and piercing the heart, or it can be used on themselves, steel and iron bones.

Therefore, even if the seventh-level zombie bit Wuxi's body, it didn't do anything to him.

A zombie with a fast speed and little power can do almost no close damage to them, who are more than strong and less light.

However, for them, if they want to subdue this zombie, they must fight quickly, and the more they drag it out. The more beneficial the zombie's speed is to it.

"Lead it to the little pond next door." Banquet Jun said.

Like a newborn calf, Wuxi bravely grabbed the zombie and dragged it to the small pond on the side.

The zombie was a typical little oriental woman before her death, her body size was too petite in front of Wuxi's tall and strong Westerners, Wuxi held its hands behind it, it couldn't even use the strength to resist, and a carrion was pinched like a lump of mud by Wuxi, and one or two pieces fell down from time to time.

"Whew......" the zombie yelled angrily.

Wuxi carried it away, and taught a lesson: "Roar what roar, and then roar and break your neck." ”

said. Stretch out your leg and kick the zombie in the ass a few times. Of course, twisting the neck is just talking, if the neck of the seventh-level zombie is really so easy to twist off, they don't have to show fear when they first see it, Wuxi looks relaxed. In fact, his heart is also beating drums. He didn't know when. This zombie is really powerful, and when the time comes, it will rely on its own strength. I'm afraid I can't control it!

Wuxi threw the seventh-level zombie into the center of the small pond, the small pond is not big, about fifty or sixty square meters, and the deepest water can only reach half of the waist of an adult, but it is only one meter and four five.

When the seventh-level zombie was smashed into the water, the banquet king activated the ability to quickly freeze the water of the entire pond, and the black zombie was like a fossil embedded in transparent amber, revealing the traces of a long time, giving people a strange sense of tranquility.

It was only then that the sound of the ice clattering and cracking quickly ruined the beauty.

If you want to see the level 7 zombies, you have to break the ice again.

"It's not good, mom is going to help dad, let Uncle Liuchao hold you, okay?" Cang Qingle kissed Xiao Baozi's face and handed him to the Six Dynasties, "Help me hold him." ”

Cang Yifei is not a little bun, just staring at Cang Qingle with a pair of dark eyes, this time he doesn't cry or make trouble, he is too well-behaved.

Cang Qingle breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, she was afraid that as soon as she let go, the little bun would cry, and the decibel of the child's cry could be higher than that of many soprano singers, and it was easy to attract the attention of zombies.

Now, she can focus on helping Yan Jun deal with the zombies!

Cang Qingle stared at the zombies in the ice cube tightly, the gap on the ice surface was getting bigger and bigger, and he was almost ready to rush out.

During the feast, the ice slag squeezed out of the cracks was turned into water and the gaps were re-blocked.

However, this solution can only be delayed for a while.

Winter is the dry season, and this month there were a few snowfalls, and after the snow on the mountain melted some, it flowed down and into the pond, and the pond had its current water level.

The seventh-level zombie still broke the ice, but the low temperature of more than ten minutes brought inconvenience to its movement, even if it became a zombie, there was no intuition, but the numbness of the hands and feet still affected it, which is why in winter, zombies are generally inactive.

Most of the zombie sieges take place in spring and autumn, with summer and the least in winter.

Cang Qingle had already prepared, the wood ability was restored, and she was looking for a chance to try whether the ability to come back from the dead was getting stronger and weaker.

The green grass and branches around it were crumpled into vines and rolled towards the zombie from all directions, wrapping around its limbs and head, trapping it in the center, as if it was about to repeat the ancient torture of five horses.

Her abilities haven't gotten much stronger, but she's more aura, mobilizing the surrounding plants for her own use, and she's more handy.

Seeing this, the banquet revealed his temperature ability, and the ice in the pond instantly disintegrated and turned into flowing water. His temperature ability only condenses water into ice, but there is no way to melt ice into a weapon.

Perhaps, there is such a way, but he didn't realize that his ability is only level 5 so far, and there is still a lot of room for improvement.

The seventh-level zombies struggled violently, Cang Qingle urged the vines to become tighter and tighter, and some of the skin on the zombies was like rotten rags, falling off piece by piece, revealing the white bones, and the vines that came into contact with the zombies became very easy to break.

Cang Qingle hurriedly mobilized more vines to entangle with the zombies, but found that it was becoming more and more difficult, and the tattered carrion on its body was like sulfuric acid, which was strongly corrosive, and the plants were very fragile when they touched it.

"Wuxi, are your hands okay?" Cang Qingle said worriedly.

Wuxi looked at his hands that were gradually emitting a few traces of black gas, and said distressedly: "It's not good." ”

His hand, if it is not solved well, it is estimated that it will be scrapped.

Level 7 zombies are really not so easy to deal with!

When Cang Qingle felt that he couldn't hold on anymore, a water arrow came out of the pond, and the target went straight to the head of the seventh-level zombie.

"Whew......" the seventh-level zombie screamed.

Although Bing Ling couldn't kill it directly, he cut off most of its head, and a gray-black crystal nucleus inside was half exposed.

"When feasting, freeze the pond water again." Cang Qingle saw the opportunity.

The pond was quickly frozen, and Cang Qingle took out a long knife from the space and slid it over the ice, and the long knife went straight to the zombie's head.

The head of the seventh-level zombie was a pseudo-seventh-level zombie, and it was as hard as steel, Cang Qingle almost tightened all his strength, the long knife fell, and the crystal nucleus was picked out, his hands were numb, the vines suddenly dispersed, and the zombie who lost the crystal nucleus fell on the ice with a bang, becoming a real rotting corpse. (To be continued.) )