Zombies are not stupid, they already have a spirit that is not weaker than humans, and it is even very likely that it is meta-chaos itself.

Yuan Chaos, but he is an old monster who has lived for 10,000 years before his death, and he has walked more bridges than Nangong Fan has eaten, and his experience is very good. As an orphan of the ruined demon gate, the first half of his life was also extremely bumpy, and he was able to fight with others for a little spirit stone, how rich is his combat experience?

How could such a character give Nangong Fan free time to break the formation?

If Nangong Fan really wants to forcibly break through the formation, he may have a few chances of success, but he is more likely to fall into absolute passivity. This is not the work of a wise man.

Although Nangong Fan doesn't think that he is a wise man who takes one step and counts three steps, he is not a fool with a simple mind and underdeveloped limbs.

He decisively gave up the idea of breaking out, turned around and faced the zombie shrouded in green hair, and his mouth did not stop, "Yuan Chaos, you don't talk about martial arts anymore." I am ashamed to be with you. ”

"Are you so sure I'm Yuan Chaos?" said of which, this is really a very old name...", the hoarse voice was full of smugness in controlling the situation.

Nangong Fan pursed his lips, "Except for Yuan Chaos, who can be a green-haired zombie?"

"Damn!" Yuan Chaos" cursed, but was not angry at it, "Little one, you should be the only hope for the people of this world, right? I don't know what kind of sensation it caused? I think they would be terrified and desperate? It was the most delicious food in the world. ”

Nangong Fan raised his eyebrows, and said secretly in his heart, "It turns out that zombies can still feed on fear and despair?"

However, he is not a little nervous, even if the "Yuan Chaos" occupies the geographical advantage, he also has the hole cards that have not been opened, and it is still unknown who will win or lose. "Perhaps, but if you dare to act like this, you won't be much from falling. By the way, maybe it won't fall, I think the power of the upper realm is also very interested in a zombie that can be easily controlled..."

Nangong Fan's words are the most vulnerable point in Zhongyuan's chaotic heart. He was desperately trying to regain the initiative a year ago and was also worried about this, he didn't want to survive for tens of thousands of years, but in the end he became a slave of the power of the human race, a slave who was worse than a guinea pig.

Speaking of which, he is just a poor man fighting for his own fate. The only pity is that all his talents are used in crooked places, in fact, even if he has been practicing the path of demon cultivation, as long as he does not act recklessly, he can also grow up step by step.

"You—" The green hairs of Yuan's chaotic face spread out to the sides, revealing the pitted face and the dancing green fire.

This ghostly fire danced wildly, revealing a trace of blood!

Killing intent and madness are intertwined, and spirituality is weakening little by little.

It seems that Meta Chaos has not really mastered this zombie shell, but is in a state of symbiosis. It's just that his spirit is fuller, so he is the dominant one on weekdays.

But when the zombie's killing instinct is pervasive, he doesn't have the ability to suppress it, so he can only become crazy and become no longer himself.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Fan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, Ruoyuan Chaosan has always been so absolutely calm, and sometimes pretending to be crazy and playing tricks a few times, which is the real difficulty. Since he still has the instinct of the necromancer to destroy the world, he has more opportunities.

"Roar!"

The yin and evil qi was stirring, and a whirlpool appeared between heaven and earth, and the terrifying pressure was brewing in it.

It seems that even if the meta-chaos becomes crazy, the impact of its possession of spiritual intelligence has not faded. At least this hand that attracted the surrounding energy, Nangong Fan had never seen a little sign of it a year ago.

This is progress, and it can even be said that the progress is not a little bit of progress, but a great improvement.

In the past, it could only be said that it was a rough and thick-skinned beast, completely relying on the power brought by its body to ravage the world, but now it is a demon beast that absorbs spiritual energy to form a demon pill, not only relying on its body, but also has an enviable talent, and can control everything around it like a monk.

Yuan Chaos' movement, one step out, still as ordinary as before, but on top of the blessing of the Yin and Evil Qi, it is like a cultivator using spiritual power, and he is not much stronger.

Only now did he show his strength as belonging to the "spirit beast" class, and he was almost invincible at the same level.

Nangong Fan licked his lips, and in this movement, he could tell that Yuan Chaosan had not broken through to the mid-level Heavenly Realm, but his combat strength had reached the level of being the best among them.

If the two only talk about combat power, they are in the same class.

However, if Nangong Fan didn't open the hole card of Frost Zero, he would inevitably be distracted by the yin and evil qi around him, and he would even be at a disadvantage.

"Good time!"

Nangong Fan let out a long roar, and the sound wave was shocking, as if a divine eagle wanted to fight the sky.

The evil spirit rolled in the middle of it, like a wave, stirring endlessly.

The cold light is here!

A dragon's roar swept in all directions!

The black dragon sword was like the horns of a divine dragon, and it slashed towards the fist without evading.

"Boom!"

The surroundings were discolored, and these liquefied yin and evil qi were irrepressibly surging outward.

Where the two touched, a vacuum was completely formed.

No one let anyone take a step, the sword and fist glued together, and the energy steamed, causing ripples outward.

"Boom!"

Another roar.

Nangong Fan staggered back in mid-air, leaving a clear imprint in the void with every step, and black lines stood out.

The yin and evil qi carried by Yuan Chaos's punch did not invade Nangong Fan's body as he wished, but instead vented it all under a few steps.

"Wow!"520

A shrill grinding sound sounded.

Yuan Chaos's collision was also uncomfortable, he relied on his body to be strong and down-to-earth to exert his maximum power, but at this time, he also fell backwards like a wheel, leaving only two conspicuous dents.

At the point where the two collided, a crack like a spider's web suddenly appeared. Even if this is all a cherished spiritual material creation, after all, there is no smelting weapon, and under the two combat forces that surpass the limits of the world, there is still damage.

The blow of the two is not up or down.

Evenly matched in the truest sense of the word.

This must have been a war that will go down in history.

It's not that the two of them are stronger than Hei Batian and Nangong Bufan, it's just that the two of them are invincible and lonely like snow, and no one can be their edge at all, and they don't even leave enough records to prove their strength.

In this world, there is a feeling of "the king does not see the king", and in the days when the two heavenly pride are located, there will be no such a big war at all.

"You've gotten stronger. This was a blow to the head, and Yuan Chaos, who calmed down again, spoke.

"You've gotten smarter. Nangong Fan cracked his mouth and smiled.

"Alas. Yuan Chaosan sighed, feeling a trace of helplessness. If it weren't for that stupid zombie spirit controlling his body, he could have continued to shrink into the dungeon and grow steadily.

As long as you don't know the taste of blood, how can you attract the instinct that zombies can't suppress to come out and do evil?

As long as you shrink back for a few hundred years, you can avoid this guy in front of you...

He didn't know that the days he had shrunk in the underground palace had avoided the two heavenly priors. If there had been a slight trace of them in the millennium, with the temper of those two, they would never sit idly by and watch such evil spread underground.

Hundreds of years!

A few hundred years is just a nap time for today's meta-chaos. This is also the aspect he is most satisfied with, the long life span of zombies really deserves the name of "turtle".

"You actually sigh too? Could it be that you have done too many things in this life, and now you are sad?" Nangong Fan said with a playful smile.

His eyes narrowed slightly, showing no trace, and he always kept a mind on the palace not far away. He always felt that this was his biggest threat, and he didn't dare to be negligent at all.

Otherwise, in the face of the same level of combat power, all his hole cards will be opened, and he really has the ability to end the battle in a short time. However, it is not realistic to solve the battle in a short time for zombies with rough skin and thick flesh, but if they are seriously injured, there is still no problem.

"I just sighed, you shouldn't have come looking for me so early... You shouldn't show your talent. Yuan's chaotic voice became colder and colder.

He really sensed the crisis, and with the combat power of the little guy in front of him... If it breaks through to the Heavenly Realm, I am afraid that it will be able to crush the zombie body that he is proud of in three or two moves.

The ascension from the consummation of the terrestrial realm to the heavenly realm is not just a small realm, this is a gap between the great realm, it is a qualitative leap, and in a sense, it can be regarded as the last step in the humanitarian realm.

In front of him, Nangong Fan is only a perfection of the realm, and his combat power can be called the leader of the mid-level Heavenly Realm, if he breaks through to the Heavenly Realm, what kind of scene should it be?

The good thing for meta-chaos is... Now that Nangong Fan is just in a perfect situation, he can't wait to send it to the door. If he gets along with each other in a different place, he will inevitably break through the heavenly realm and come back to be a "savior", and he will never put himself in a dangerous situation.

"There's only one chance..."

Yuan Chaosan deeply realized this, if he didn't take this opportunity to kill Nangong Fan. It will no longer be possible to limit him to such a predicament, as long as he breaks through the Heavenly Realm, it will be his doom.

On the contrary, the power of the Upper Realm, which had been worried all along, was completely insignificant. After all, this crisis is too illusory, and it is better to say that the caution of meta-chaos makes him unwilling to take a little risk.

The real crisis is in front of us.

The sound is wafting.

Nangong Fan felt a piercing coldness, as if a ghost was lying on his back, exhaling yin qi.

The feeling around me has completely changed!

Yin wind and killing intent are intertwined.

Meta chaos is going to get serious!

Nangong Fan realized this and became more and more vigilant.

In the previous touch, he found that the previous temptation was almost a vain temptation. Although Yuan Chaosan has not broken through, its body is much tougher than before, and it should be that after having spiritual wisdom, he knows the true method of breathing, and makes up for some insignificant defects. It is more likely that the body and the yin and evil qi have formed a strange magnetic field, which greatly increases the strength.

"Whew!"

The underground space was filled with liquid yin and evil qi, and it moved together at this time.

Nangong Fan even felt that he was in the ocean now, and a huge amount of power was squeezed from all directions.

Before they could get closer, their bodies creaked, and the dawn of dawn all over their bodies shook slightly, as if they were about to be extinguished by these yin qi.

These were not enough to move Nangong Fan, after all, such a situation had already been expected by him. As long as you use the Frost of Zero Degree, not to mention completely cracking it, it will be much easier. It is like a shallow-water fish falling into the deep sea, although it will be depressed, it will not be directly crushed like a land creature.

What really bothered him was that the wandering droplets of evil qi rolled in, darkening the surroundings. Even though the main hall in front of him was still releasing luster, it was also in a haze, and it was impossible to see the surrounding scene clearly.

At this time, there was no trace of meta-chaos in his eyes!

It was even much smaller than the initial viewing distance, leaving him completely passive.