Chapter 113: One hundred thousand urgent

"Hahaha~"

Tearing apart the high-level walking corpse with one hand, the guy suddenly began to laugh again, and when he was attacked by the walking corpse, it also seemed to stimulate the unruliness in the depths of his soul.

The moment the body of the high-level walking corpse in front of him shattered, his body instantly turned into a black shadow, passing through the body of the high-level walking corpse.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Just as he landed again, suddenly there was a long flute sound in his ears, and the guy raised his head again and then narrowed his eyes, only to see another burly figure slowly appear in the distance, and then walked towards him step by step.

Even from a distance, he could still feel the terrifying fluctuations in the other party.

The sound of the flute sounded, faint and ethereal.

"Roar~"

Another low voice sounded, like a dormant beast slowly approaching him, yes, it was indeed a walking corpse like no other, or rather, it was the king of the walking corpses that had always been terrifying.

Feeling the terrifying aura on the other party's body, the guy's face was full of solemnity, and he saw that the walking corpse was covered in rags, his long hair covered his face, his hands naturally fell down to his knees, and there was a bloody and rotten smell from his body.

Not only that, but when the corpse king appeared, the walking corpses around him also began to riot, and it was obvious that the corpse king's coercion was obvious, to be precise, when they felt that terrible coercion, more walking corpses began to tremble.

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded, even in the face of the corpse king, he still retained a trace of disdain in the dignified man, only to see him standing in place, his hands slowly clenched into fists, and a black aura gradually appeared around him, and his figure gradually became illusory.

"...... before the deity"

He said in a low voice, a trace of cold killing intent could be clearly heard in his voice, and when the words fell, his feet suddenly took a step forward, and after this step, his body disappeared all at once, completely turning into a black shadow.

At the same time, two red rays also appeared in that terrifying black shadow, and then they turned into a stream of light and swooped towards the terrifying corpse king!

With the sudden attack of the black shadow, the corpse king also let out another roar in a moment, and then suddenly swept up from the spot, heading straight for the black shadow.

"Boom~"

With a violent fluctuation that instantly spread from the barren southern frontier land, a burly silhouette actually fell straight towards the earth, and then smashed into the earth again.

In such a collision, the terrible corpse king was directly defeated by that guy, and the horror of this person can be seen.

On the ground, a gust of wind blew, and the figure of the guy appeared again, and at this moment standing in front of him was a figure in a gray cloak, with a coffin on his back and a flute in his hand!

And whether it was the high-level walking corpse just now, or the previous corpse king, it was all driven by the flute in the other party's hand.

"Warlock ......"

When he re-revealed his form, the corners of the guy's mouth suddenly arced, as if it was not difficult for him to repel a corpse king, but what he was really afraid of was the person who played the flute.

When he spoke, the guy wrapped under the cloak slowly put away the flute in his hand, and then was silent for a long time and said only one word: "Demon!"

It turned out that the black shadow was the bat demon who fled to the south from the top of Ming Feng, and the person who played the flute with the coffin on his back was the last member of the Wuling clan who came out of the barren hills.

......

The border city, although the city was captured and recovered by King Ning led the army, but the city has long been empty, perhaps there were survivors who escaped after nine deaths, but no one will ever return here.

Now there is no one else in the entire border city except for the garrison of the southern Xinjiang army, and there is only a solemn atmosphere that fills every corner of the city.

"The walking corpses in southern Xinjiang have begun to come north, and within a month, those walking corpses will form a larger wave of corpses approaching the border city!"

At this time, in the camp of the southern Xinjiang garrison, all the soldiers were looking at a map full of markers, in which the map was marked with an obvious red dot in the north, and at the same time, a total of eight arrows pointed towards the red dot.

And each arrow represents a tide of corpses that has been gradually growing, of course, the place where the red dot is located is the gateway to the south of the entire Luo country, and the place where the first border city in southern Xinjiang is located!

"These things are like a plague, once one of them crosses the Qinling Mountains, the entire hinterland of the Central Plains will be afraid at that time!"

Chu Hua's face was a little pale, he didn't dare to think about the following things, they reported the situation to the royal capital as soon as the corpses in southern Xinjiang were restless, and at the same time, they also reported the source of this change and the situation of the herdsmen.

But the only order they had received so far was to hold the border city at all costs!

"Judging from the scale of the corpse tide that has become now, if the group of corpses really gathers outside the border city after a month, the number will probably not be less than 300,000, and there are many high-level walking corpses among them, and there is even the existence of the corpse king!"

Another veteran of the garrison hesitated;

"If all this is really pushed by the herdsmen in the rear again, then I'm afraid that just using these walking corpse armies will completely crush all of us, it seems that the appearance of this thing is what they have planned for a long time, but it has affected the entire southern Xinjiang, how many people have died because of this, their hearts are really terrible!"

Before you know it, an invisible fear has begun to spread in this camp!

At this moment, in the north city of the border city, King Ning was looking at the few big words hanging on the wall in front of him: "Loyal to the people!"

The four words are vigorous and powerful, and the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and it can be seen from the handwriting of the person with the inscription that it is heroic but reveals a bit of calmness.

But at this time, the more King Ning looked at it, the more he frowned slightly, but he saw a little unwilling from that word, the owner of this inscription was not him, nor was it the previous secretary of the Beicheng Mansion, but it was left by the first owner of the Beicheng Mansion who had experienced several catastrophes.

Seeing the end, King Ning's fist was slowly clenched, as steady as he was at the moment, but his heart fluctuated, it was not easy for this painting to be preserved to this day, but now it was for him to see it, it was like a fate, and he couldn't escape.

"Brother Zhou!"

In the end, King Ning still closed his eyes, his fists gradually loosened, but his mouth was muttering, after a long time, he turned around and walked out of the room, and saw a sergeant hurrying towards him, and after seeing him, his face changed, and he quickly knelt on one knee on the ground.

"King Ning!"