Emperor Pengyuan's eyes lit up as he stared at the zombie core glowing with dark blue luster in Xu Zifan's hand, "Xu Zifan, give me this zombie core!"

"Don't give it!"

Xu Zifan directly stuffed the zombie core into his trouser pocket, "Do you want to kill a zombie yourself!"

Emperor Pengyuan's face suddenly darkened.

Are zombies so easy to kill?

The combat power of the four generations of zombies is comparable to the existence of the Holy Realm, no, it should be said that it is much more difficult than the existence of the Holy Realm, because zombies are almost impossible to kill.

Besides, how many zombies are there in this world?

Even in his previous life, he had never encountered a single zombie.

"This zombie is useless to you...... In this way, as long as you give me the zombie core, I will promise you one condition. ”

"Strip naked and go square dancing for an hour in the middle of town!"

“......”

At this moment, Emperor Pengyuan really wanted to rush forward and kick Xu Zifan's face fiercely with his forty-yard big feet.

"Big Brother Xu, how did you encounter zombies?" asked Tian Wuji with a curious face, but he also had some guesses in his heart.

"It's like it's spying on Yuan Yuan!"

"I was born early, was it a zombie?" Emperor Pengyuan raised his eyebrows, "No, I haven't been in contact with any zombies in my previous life, why did they let me be born early?"

"How do I know!" Xu Zifan pouted and said, "I also asked before, but the zombie refused to say!"

"And then you're going to kill it?"

"Hmm!"

Xu Zifan nodded and took out the zombie core in his pocket.

Emperor Pengyuan was overjoyed, and looked at the zombie core in Xu Zifan's hand.

However, Xu Zifan threw the zombie core to Tian Wuji and said, "Help me transfer it to Xue Xue." ”

"Brother Xu, what about you?"

"I hit the small one, and now the old one is here, I'll go take a look!"

"Huh?"

Tian Wuji and Emperor Pengyuan's faces changed slightly, Xu Zifan killed four generations of zombies, if there were other zombies to take revenge, it would definitely be even stronger.

"It can't be the third generation of zombie kings, right?" Emperor Pengyuan looked at Tian Wuji.

"How do I know!" Tian Wuji half-squinted his eyes, "Let's go first, if it's really a third-generation zombie, staying here will only drag down Big Brother Xu." ”

Although there is only one generation difference between the four generations of zombies and the three generations of zombies, the combat effectiveness is not an exaggeration to describe it as a world of difference.

It can also be seen from the salutation.

Three generations of zombies, known as the Zombie King, the king of zombies.

Put away the zombie core, Tian Wuji turned around and ran without any hesitation.

Emperor Pengyuan also followed closely behind Tian Wuji.

Xu Zifan put his hands behind his back, and his right toe swiped on the ground, looking very boring.

Time passed little by little, Xu Zifan looked up at the sunset that was about to set in the west, and muttered, "Am I guessing wrong? Doesn't the book say that zombies are very short-sighted? Sure enough, myths and stories are all lies!"

Suddenly!

Xu Zifan's neck was crooked, and he looked to the right, only to see a figure suddenly appear at some point.

The visitor was wearing a brown robe, a neat haircut, a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, and just standing there, it gave people a very strong sense of oppression.

"You have the smell of Changxin... No, you are contaminated with the smell of Changxin's zombie core!" the middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, which glowed with a strange blood light, "Hand over Changxin's zombie core." ”

"Don't pay!" Xu Zifan looked the middle-aged man up and down with a smile.

Seeing Xu Zifan's attitude, the middle-aged man couldn't help but shake his head, "The family has family rules, the clan has clan training, and the same clan can't kill each other." Now hand over Changxin's deadlock, I can not blame the past, otherwise I will destroy your deadlock, and I will correct the family training. ”

"Ugh!"

Xu Zifan had a smile on his face, and looked at the middle-aged man helplessly, "I'm sorry, I'm not a zombie!"

"Humph!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, his eyes were cold, "In this world, there are many creatures with strong physiques. However, the only creatures that can't swallow the aura of heaven and earth and have a strong body are zombies. ”

Xu Zifan raised his eyelids and looked at the scalp of the middle-aged man, could it be that the shorter the hair of the zombie clan, the shorter the knowledge?

"Stubborn!"

"Buzz!"

Before the words fell, the figure of the middle-aged man suddenly disappeared in place, there was no sound of breaking the air, as if it turned into a gust of wind, and it seemed to merge with this piece of heaven and earth, which was very strange.

"Boom !!"

Xu Zifan stepped out, a deafening sound of breaking the air sounded, and curiosity flowed in his bright starry eyes.

Seeing that Xu Zifan dared to fight back, Changsheng couldn't help but feel angry, his right hand turned into a claw, and his dark nails spread out and fell towards the other party's shoulder.

"Remnants, remnants?"

Cheng Claw's right hand slipped from Xu Zifan's shoulder, Changsheng's face was full of disbelief, his speed was faster than mine?

The moment the afterimage disappeared, a palm suddenly appeared in Changsheng's sight, grabbing towards his recovered right hand.

"Look for death!"

Changsheng didn't expect the other party to be so arrogant.

"Smack!"

The palms of the two hands intersect.

Xu Zifan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and grabbed the other party's palm.

"Click!"

Changsheng raised his thick eyebrows, the disbelief in his eyes was even richer, and he looked down at the four fingers that were pinched into twisted by Xu Zifan.

"How many generations of zombies are you?" Changsheng's voice trembled slightly.

From beginning to end, Changsheng believed that Xu Zifan was a zombie.

He is a dignified three-generation zombie king, and the existence that can compete with the Pulse Refining Realm is like a plaything in Xu Zifan's hands......

"I've said it all, I'm not a zombie, you don't have ears?"

Xu Zifan looked at Changsheng with some annoyance, pulled his right hand violently, pulled his entire body over, and reached out with his other hand and grabbed the other party's heart.

"You're going to take me from the Zombie Core!"

Changsheng suddenly raised his head, and his eyes were completely covered in crimson, as if the evil fire in hell had been ignited, and Senbai's sharp fangs burst out.

At the same time, the right hand, which was pinched by Xu Zifan, was like a twisted flower, and it also recovered in an instant.

However, he still couldn't break free of Xu Zifan's right hand.

Seeing the fangs of prosperity protruding, his mouth open, and his head held high.

"Smack!!

Without waiting for Changsheng to roar, Xu Zifan slapped him and scolded, "Why do you zombies like to yell so much?"

The sharp fangs of the white forest broke in response.

Normally, zombies don't feel pain.

However, the moment the fangs were broken, Changsheng was so painful that tears were revealed.

"It can't !!"

You know, as a third-generation zombie king, its fangs are harder than the high-level holy weapons, how could it be broken by someone with a slap?

At the same time, Changsheng trembled and twitched, looking down at the arm that had pierced his heart, and he could clearly feel that his stamina was being held by a large hand.

"No !!!"

At this moment, Changsheng felt the threat of death, his pores erupted, and a roll of dark corpse qi swept out, which could corrode everything, but it could not shake Xu Zifan in the slightest.

"Huh?"

Just when Xu Zifan was about to pull out the zombie core of prosperity, he felt a vast force like the sea resuscitate from this zombie core.