(Thank you to the fruit circle classmates, Li Moxuan, and Qiyue Mint classmates' pink n a nko~ house carefully updated, hehe!) That, you can smash my eggs, I swear, never fight back! ～）

The golden streamer shot out from the black coffin, and the loud noise caused the bottom of the sea to shake, and then there were a series of deafening collisions, only to see a brilliant golden phantom and Ma Biao fighting together, and then almost at the same time, all the corpse coffins opened at the same time, releasing a zombie covered with gold, and attacked Izumo Peak and his party fiercely

It's like a zombie possessed by gold, with infinite strength, fighting with the monks of Izumo Peak, not falling behind at all, and the biggest difference between them and ordinary zombies is that they move quickly, if it weren't for the concept of the ink-dyed clothes created by individual soldiers, they tried their best to arm the disciples of Izumo Peak to the teeth, and I was afraid that if they fought at the beginning of the year, they would fall into the inferior.

The ink-dyed clothes are full of one enemy and three, the three-string bright moon is full, and the three flying swords shoot out in unison, and the three-color flying swords with different spiritual lights are entangled with the three golden zombies respectively.

The three flying swords took turns to slash at the golden zombies from different angles, and every time there was a sound of metal intersecting, it was difficult to hurt those zombies in the slightest.

The rest of the people have not made progress, and all kinds of magic weapons and spiritual weapons cannot leave any traces on them, only the pure power and vitality of physical cultivation can compete with them, but they are injured by one thousand enemies and eight hundred, fighting and fighting, the zombies are as fierce as ever, but the monks of Izumo Peak are getting more and more depressed. ~

The qi and blood surged, it was difficult to control itself, and a mouthful of bright red spurted out, which instead triggered the more and more ferocious ferocity of the zombies.

It can't go on like this!

The ink-dyed clad man raised his bow and shot at one of the puppets who controlled the zombies.

Shadowless Arrow!

Burst shot!

A series of shadowless arrows, locked by the hunter's mark, accurately shot straight into the throat of the opponent.

When the man sensed that the danger was coming, it was too late, and the invisible arrows passed through his throat, leaving a round hole in his neck the size of a baby's fist.

Someone died.

A lost life did not stop the two sides, but inspired the madness and desire lurking in the bottom of the heart waiting to explode.

Countless zombies crawled out of the entrance to the vein, dragging the stench of decay and staggering as if they were endless.

The glittering coffin of the corpse was quietly suspended in the sea about three feet above the ground, and with the rapid change of the magic in the hand of its owner, it condensed in front of him and was imprinted on the coffin, the aura continued to brighten, the rich dazzling, the gloomy and thick dead aura of the corpse rippled, and the zombies wrapped in dark or light gold jumped out of the coffin and flew towards the enemy on the opposite side.

As the ink dyed clothes pulled the bow and shot arrows, someone on the opposite side fell down with a bang, and the Izumo Peak side seemed to open up all of a sudden, swarming towards the monks of the Yin Puppet Sect on the opposite side.

They have heavy and solid turtle plate armor on their bodies, and they can still withstand a few blows, their arms in front of them, and their feet are forceful, and they are actually squeezing out a way out of the zombie group.

In the days of special training on Izumo Peak, this is when the benefits are seen, and this group of men with big shoulders and round waists are running fast, and their teeth and mouths are twisted and their faces are twisted, and they are unmatched, as if there is a whip behind them to constantly spur them.

In fact, there was something chasing them from behind, and it was the layers of zombies that were the golden zombies who were the first to fight against the Izumo Peak monks were blocked by the ordinary zombies who came later, and they jumped to their feet in a hurry, and the roaring sound continued to torment everyone's eardrums.

The golden zombies waved their arms to clean up the zombies in their way, and some thick black rancid liquid fell on them sporadically, strange things happened, and the corrosive venom was instantly "vaporized" by those dense gold wires, as if it had never appeared there.

Some people have short legs, are chased by golden zombies, and fight again, who says that zombies have no intelligence, it's fart, at least when they are sure that the target is to run, there is a winning skill.

A lunge that flies people and knocks them out!

In the face of this kind of emergency, the monks of Izumo Peak also have an emergency way, donkey rolling is not only a delicacy, but also a life-saving trick at a critical moment!

On the one hand, grinning, revealing sharp rusty teeth that exude a disgusting stench, a vigorous flutter, unaware that their extraordinary weight has caused irreparable damage to the underground mines, on the other hand, the body is strong and burly, but it is extremely dexterous to roll, and it can roll faster than it runs, I have to say that the people of Izumo Peak are all talents!

The ink-dyed robe jumped onto the six-winged demon snake that restored its body, its slender and graceful figure stood proudly, and the dark blue robe was dark under the deep sea, like thick black, and the silk silver lines overflowed through the membrane, adding a bit of mystery.

The six-winged demon snake turned into a dark blue light and rushed to the zombie group arranged into a wall to protect the owner, the snake body twisted, a flick of the tail, a large number of zombies could not stand such a great force, and the tarot cards generally fell.

A golden zombie rushed over, roaring towards the crystal-like clear and conspicuous six-winged demon snake, the snake's head swept in a beautiful low arc, and the golden zombie had been held in the mouth of the six-winged demon snake, and the sound of "quack, rattle" was clear in the ears, making the Yin Puppet Sect monks on the opposite side stunned on the spot.

"How is that possible?!" The hoarse voice was thick with disbelief.

But the facts are in front of them, they can't believe it, the beautiful and dazzling blue snake, with two sharp and transparent teeth, lightly pierced the body of the golden zombie, while shaking its head, while using the force of shaking its head to divide the body in its mouth, but did not swallow, let the golden corpse fragments fall down the corners of the mouth, and a black mist with a thick dead breath decomposed from the fragments and was sucked clean by the blue giant snake.

"Stop!"

After the fourth golden zombie was bitten by the six-winged demon snake and swallowed the corpse soul that had finally condensed in its body, the people of the Yin Puppet Sect on the opposite side finally couldn't help it... ・・・

"We are willing to share this mine with the brothers of Izumo Mine!" No matter how you hear this, there is a gritted tooth, and I can't wait for the vicious taste of eating its flesh.

The ink dyed clothes waved the three-string Yaoyue, pulled out three thin threads of spiritual light, and the three flying swords returned one by one, and the "Kakaka" sounded three slight sounds, and the spirit sword was on top of the spirit bow, and the light reflected each other.

The zombies stopped their movements the moment the words fell, but the people of Izumo Peak were not so honest, taking advantage of the opportunity, picking up those zombies who did not have golden light, fists to the bones, and really beating their hearts, banging, without waiting for the people of the Yin Puppet Sect to open their mouths, they quickly evacuated, leaving a place of rotten flesh and bones......

"What about your rules?" The soft female voice seems to have no strength.

"This time is different from the past, let's negotiate again!"

"What about half of the output?"

"No—yes!" The black mist around the person who spoke was hideously undulating, and although he couldn't see his face clearly, the expression on his face was probably more distorted than these undulating black mist.