When Xiang Ningxuan left Jinma Pharmaceutical Group and rushed to Xiangguang Community. Rong Zheng and his guards are cleaning up the area between the municipal party committee building and the Xiangguang community.

Originally, Ji Mingxiu and Wei Jing respectively asked Rong Zheng to use the collected energy to build a power plant and an arsenal. But in the end, nothing was built, because the Xiangguang community did not have that much open space.

In fact, there are many places in the main city where one or two power plants can be placed, but there are few empty spaces needed to build a complete base building.

And there is such a large vacant land in front of the municipal party committee and municipal government building. Therefore, early this morning, the third brigade led by Xu Lin (King Glory Li Bai) has occupied the municipal party committee and municipal government building.

Rong Zheng has also obtained all the official seals of the municipal party committee and signed a series of orders. Then, in front of the municipal party committee and municipal government building, all the energy was spent to lay down the power plant, the resource recovery station and the arsenal. However, it will be a day before the three buildings are completed.

The distance between Xiangguang Community and the Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government is about three kilometers. The Xiangguang community will be used as the living area, and the municipal party committee and municipal government will be used as the working area. For the safety of people coming and going, all the zombies between the two places must be cleaned up.

At present, the population of the area controlled by Rong Zheng has reached more than 10,000 people. There are also more than 3,000 combat professionals, and the elite of them are drawn out to become soldiers. The soldiers were organized into six brigades and one directly subordinate guard, each brigade had 300 people, and the direct guards were the elite of the elite, about eighty people, led by Rong Zheng himself. The seven units were divided into separate areas to clear the various areas.

On the afternoon of May 11th, the sky was overcast and it began to rain lightly. Rong Zheng's direct guards encountered a mutated ancient locust, which had controlled hundreds of ghosts for hundreds of years.

These ghosts are far worse than the banshees that Xiang Ningxuan encountered, but they can't stand the large number! As soon as they are touched by these ghosts, they will feel chills all over their bodies, and three or four ghosts together can make people unable to move. It's just that these ghosts have no attack power, they can only freeze people, and they can't move themselves.

Rong Zheng They also have a strong physical attack power, but their ability to damage spirits is very weak, and they were paralyzed by these ghosts and spirits as soon as they came up.

And the ancient acacia body is protected by a layer of gray protective shield, which will not be broken at all for a while and a half.

"Flare! Call for support. Wei Jing shouted as she purified a approaching ghost with holy light. He is the captain of the direct guard, responsible for specific command, while Rong Zheng is only responsible for providing aura and collecting energy.

One of his subordinates hurriedly took out a lighter and lit a firecracker, "Puff! "Three firecrackers exploded in the air. This is the most urgent call for help, and the militia on the nearby main road will relay the message to the soldiers elsewhere.

Facing the ghosts floating in all directions, Wei Jing roared loudly, and plunged the long sword into the ground with his backhand, and the golden holy light energy was injected into the ground and spread around. The spirits within a three-meter radius all wailed and were reduced to ashes by the light. This is the dedication of the paladin's skill.

However, the consumption of this move is also very large, Wei Jing took two breaths before standing up and said, "Rong Zheng, we must retreat first, I won't be able to support it for long." ”

The members of the immediate guards outside the scope of the dedication were still paralyzed by the spirits and could not move. There are only a dozen people nearby who can act, and I am afraid that we will have to wait for reinforcements to arrive before we can rely on the number of people to attack.

Rong Zheng was just about to nod in agreement, when Gu Huai suddenly stretched out a branch, grabbed a person and was about to drag it in.

A mage beside Rong Zheng was quick with his eyes, and a fireball burned the branches.

But two other branches stretched out, each swept away one person, and dragged them to the ancient locust tree, but this time they didn't have time to save the person.

I saw that the ancient acacia had a few shorter and thorny branches sticking out, wrapping around the two people who were swept up by it. Immediately, blood splattered, and the blood was sucked away by the ancient acacia along the branches.

The two of them screamed and screamed, trying to struggle but couldn't break free of the branches, and their skin was visibly shriveled down, and soon they lost their lives.

Rong Zheng was stunned, if he withdrew to wait for help at this time, the rest of the guards directly under him would probably not be spared.

At this time, the effect of the dedication had passed, and a large number of ghosts and spirits swayed and floated over again, and the ancient locust stretched out its branches to catch people.

Wei Jing roared and jumped forward, the long sword shining with golden holy light cut off a branch, and then the long sword thrust into the ground, and once again activated the dedication skill.

Since it is closer to the ancient locust this time, the scope of action of the dedication extends to the ancient locust's defensive shield. The golden light and the gray-black shield suddenly clashed fiercely.

The mottled bark of the ancient acacia writhed, forming a lifeless old face, and a crack opened in the mouth of the mouth, and bursts of gray-black yin wind blew out of it, rushing straight to Wei Jingmian's door.

Wei Jing hurriedly injected the holy light into the steel shield to resist the yin wind. But he had already made two offerings in a row, almost exhausted the Holy Light Energy, and when the Yin Wind blew, the Holy Light Energy was suddenly consumed. The shield that had been bright and visible lost the support of the Holy Light, and immediately became mottled and dim. The icy wind gradually seeped into his body, causing his hands and feet to go numb, and his feet went limp, and he fell to one knee on the ground.

And without Wei Jing's cover, although several spell heroes killed ghosts one after another, they couldn't stop the advance of hundreds of ghosts at all. Compressed within a range of two or three meters, he couldn't move around at all, and was quickly approached by ghosts. Then, those who came into contact with the spirits collapsed with paralysis.

The sky was gloomy and rainy. The gray and black ghosts around the entire ancient acacia howled, and the miserable white ghosts were eerie and terrifying, as if an infernal hell had descended on the world.

A ghost came to Rong Zheng, his pale face was numb, and he wanted to howl miserably with his mouth open, but he couldn't make a sound.

Rong Zheng stared at this ghost with cold eyes, but there was endless anger churning in his chest. Without waiting for the ghost to reach his body, Rong Zheng took the initiative to take a step, and his body overlapped with the ghost, but the paralyzing coldness did not appear, as if he existed in two planes with the ghost.

The ghost turned over and pounced on Rong Zheng again, passing through him, but it still had no effect.

Rong Zheng let go of a fallen warrior and walked forward with steady steps, countless ghosts and spirits pounced on his body along the way, and then passed directly through without any effect.

Gu Huai hurriedly shifted the target and blew the yin wind towards Rong Zheng, but it still had no effect.

"O Holy Light! Respond to me, give me strength, and defeat evil! Wei Jing didn't notice anything unusual behind her, and was still praying for the Holy Light's help. He was just a halfway monk paladin who had no faith in the Holy Light, but at the moment he could only pray for the Holy Light to perform miracles.

Rong Zheng let the rain slide down his cheeks, and reached out to pat Wei Jing's shoulder.

A majestic song came from heaven and earth: "There has never been a savior, and it does not depend on the immortal emperor." It is up to us to create human happiness. ”