About hundreds of white-haired zombies are jumping towards the camp. Among the white-haired zombies, there are also more powerful black-haired zombies.

The campfire was burning, and there were many figures in the darkness. I don't know how many zombies are still approaching.

Bell Bell ......

In the camp, the gong suddenly sounded.

"There's a horde of zombies approaching the camp!"

"They surrounded the whole camp!"

"Hurry up, everybody get up and defend ......"

Jia Long also had some deputy leaders, and their faces were extremely gloomy as they climbed the makeshift wooden wall.

"Damn, which immortal did the merchant offend this time, his luck was extremely bad!"

"If I have tombstone mountain more than a dozen times, I have never seen such a large group of corpses today......"

"Ladies and gentlemen. It's useless to complain. It's come to this, if you want to survive, you have to fight desperately!"

"Work together to defeat this zombie horde!!"

The people in the camp roared in anger to boost morale. On the other hand, the zombie army on the periphery. It was silent, only the sound of footsteps constantly beating to the ground.

The two lineups form a strange and stark contrast, one side is noisy and ascends to the sky, and the other side is as quiet as deep water.

The fight was soon in full swing.

The cultivators relied on the wooden walls to defend them, and they used all kinds of long-range attack methods. The camp is surrounded by ice picks, fireballs, vines, rolling stones, and more, giving the zombie striker a head start.

A large number of white zombies fell to the ground. Smashed into pieces, charred, frozen into ice, crushed into pulp.

"Kill. Kill it. Hehehe......" Ding Yizhen lurked on the mountainside, sneering.

He is no longer the young boy he was when he was the beginning, and with the experience he has accumulated over the years, these white zombies are cannon fodder. The purpose is to send it to consume the spiritual power of the cultivators.

Sure enough, a moment later, the cultivators' attack power. It's noticeably sparse and much weaker.

"I can't do it anymore, I don't have much spiritual power left. ”

"I want to regain my spiritual power too!"

"Somebody's going to replace me. Damn, how does this white-haired zombie keep going?"

The number of cultivators in the caravan was too small, and the white-haired zombies were endless, and finally under the pressure, they rushed under the wooden wall.

Under the collision of the corpses, these improvised simple wooden walls suddenly made a precarious sound.

"Damn it, hold on, hold it off for me!"

"Call in the reserves to come up and come to the rescue. ”

The two sides reached a stalemate above and below the wooden wall. One side wants to rush in, and the other side has to defend this pass, and the white-haired zombies are lost a lot, which makes Ding Yizhen feel a little distressed.

"It's your turn, babes. As soon as his mind moved, a group of black-haired zombies came up from the rear and joined the battlefield.

White-haired zombies are slow, take damage from sunlight, and cannot walk in broad daylight.

If you are fed fresh blood, you will be able to grow into a black-haired zombie after a few years. These zombies are covered in black hair, have more strength, stronger defenses, and jump faster. Although it can also be burned by the sun, it is no longer as afraid as the white-haired zombies.

The combat power of the black-haired zombie is already equivalent to that of the King of Beasts!

The batch of black-haired zombies sent by Ding Yizhen were more than fifty of them, gathering together to charge. He found a weak point in the defense of the camp, and immediately smashed a wall to the ground.

Although the camp side, manpower was mobilized to intercept it. But there were still a few black-haired stiff heads that rushed into the depths of the camp.

A black-haired zombie swept its arms across and swept away a one-turn cultivator.

The cultivator fell to the ground and couldn't get up. The black-haired stiff jumped and pounced on it.

"My life is at rest!" the cultivator closed his eyes in despair, and suddenly heard a loud bang.

He opened his eyes and saw a solid figure standing in front of him. And the black-haired stiff one fell in the distance.

"It's the Black Soil Lord of the Zhang family!" the cultivator's heart was shocked.

Roar!

The black hair stiffened under Ling Yun's punch, and his chest collapsed, but instead of dying, he jumped up again and killed Ling Yun.

Ling Yun was covered in a layer of light blue water balls, frowned slightly, and when it got closer, he grabbed its arms and tore them violently.

The black-haired stiff was suddenly torn in half by Ling Yun's tremendous force.

A splash of dirty blood with corpse poison was propped open by the water balloon shield.

Ling Yun casually threw away the two corpses, such an injury, even a blue-haired zombie at the level of the Ten Thousand Beast King would perish.

"Thank you Heitu Lord for saving your life!" The rescued cultivator was completely captured by Ling Yun's momentum, and shouted with joy and admiration.

Ling Yun ignored him, and instead set his eyes on the chaotic battlefield.

By this time, most of the wooden walls had collapsed, and a steady stream of zombies had rushed into the camp and entangled with the cultivators.

When Ling Yun saw this, he had already determined that this zombie army should be Ding Yizhen manipulating behind the scenes.

If it's an ordinary zombie group, it's all a swarm, or the white-haired zombie dies, and the black-haired zombie goes on again. Where will there be such a tactical cooperation, it is clear that someone is manipulating behind the scenes!

And the person who manipulated this group of corpses was undoubtedly Ding Yizhen.

Ling Yun remembered: After the second generation of King Zombie slaughtered the family of Tombstone Mountain, he left a legacy here. The beneficiary of this inheritance is Ding Yizhen. This person later became the eldest apprentice of the second generation of King Zombie, although he was a man in the Demon Dao, he was extremely loyal. Later, in the battle of righteousness and demons in Yitian Mountain, he took the initiative to die in place of the second generation of zombie kings.

"I wanted to find you, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to send it to the door, which saved me a lot of effort. ”

Ling Yun had originally planned to use this Ding Yizhen to eradicate the caravan and kill everyone else.

Although he has the means to attract herds, he is not easy to control the scale and is prone to unexpected accidents.

The strength of the caravan has been reduced and weakened, and if it attracts a large number of beasts, it will bring danger to its own life. If you still have to protect Wuyouling, it will be even more troublesome.

In this case, Ding Yizhen is an excellent chess piece, an abandoned pawn that can be used to control at any time.

"It's just this Ding Yizhen, where is he hiding at the moment?" There were fires all around, and Ling Yun squinted his eyes and scanned the surroundings.

"If you want to command an army of zombies, you naturally have to choose a high ground that overlooks the battlefield. Of course, it is not excluded that he has other means. Get a bird's-eye view of the campsite. But no matter what, his hidden place can be easily escaped......"

Lingyun instinctively sensed that there was no such a long distance, and there was no means of reconnaissance, so he could only rely on guessing.

The fighting became more and more fierce, hundreds of zombies fell, and the cultivators also suffered heavy casualties. In front of a steady stream of zombies, they retreated and soon reached the center of the camp.

Here, in a hurry. A circle of bunkers had already been piled up with commercial goods, and some of the first-turn cultivators had used many means to strengthen them.

"There are too many zombies, and sooner or later it won't be able to hold here. ”

"We have to break through!"

"Break through, how to break through? At least there are dozens of black-haired zombies!"

"Let's hold on. When the sun dawns and the sun comes out, the zombies' combat power plummets. Without our intervention, the corpses will retreat. ”

There was a dispute between the people, and the opinions were divided into two factions. One faction wants to break through, and the other faction wants to hold on.

The two sides are arguing, and the zombie hordes are already approaching.

This improvised caravan exposed its biggest drawback at this moment. It's the inability to achieve true unity, the lack of a strong voice to preside over the big picture.

Ling Yun had been watching from the sidelines. At this time, he suddenly stood up. Shouted: "Don't make any noise!"

The quarrel suddenly stopped, and they all looked at him.

In the eyes of everyone, he was the peak cultivator of the spirit master, and he belonged to one of the strongest people in the caravan. Especially at this critical moment of life and death, Ling Yun undoubtedly has more right to speak.

Ling Yun looked around, his gaze as cold as a knife. Ugly faces. Under the light of the fire, it looks fierce and vicious.

"Those who want to stay are stupid! if they can break through, why do they want to stay here?" he cursed. Looks very strong.

The cultivators who had just clamored for stubborn defense showed expressions of indignation, but they dared not speak in anger. And those cultivators who insisted on breaking through showed joy on their faces.

"It's still the Black Soil Lord who is wise!"

"Lord Black Earth, we follow you. ”

"At this time, only Lord Black Earth can turn the tide!"

They all spoke, wanting to put Ling Yun high and put him in the most dangerous charge.

But Ling Yun sneered and scolded again: "Shut up for me! You are even more fools who are clamoring to break through!"

"Uh......" The cultivators who were still praising Ling Yun just now had a stiff expression, and their faces were uncertain.

The die-hards smiled mockingly and gloatingly.

"Your Excellency Black Soil, what do you mean?" Jia Long's face was pale, his tone was low, and his gaze was not good.

"Hmph, whether it's a stubborn defense or a breakthrough, you have to find out the situation. Do you know how big this zombie horde is? In case there is still a large army hidden in the darkness, isn't it self-defeating that those who break through? In case these are all of them, you stubborn defenders can obviously get out as soon as possible, but you have to wait until the bloody qi attracts more zombies, aren't you looking for death?"

was scolded by others, and no one's face looked good.

Chen Shuangquan asked contemptuously, "So, do you have any good suggestions, Your Excellency?"

Ling Yun glared angrily and pointed at Chen Shuangquan: "So you idiots, you have shit stuffed in your brains! I've been talking for so long, and there are still people who don't understand." Of course, you have to break through, and try to break through first. Scouting cultivators all work hard for Lao Tzu!"

Chen Shuangquan was scolded by Ling Yun pointing at his nose, his face became even more ugly, and there was a fire in his heart.

But Ling Yun's killing of the Ou family's father and son that day left a deep impression on him. He could only suppress the anger in his heart.

Ling Yun's strength made everyone dissatisfied, but at the same time, in such a situation, such a strong person brought them an inexplicable sense of security.

Soon, under the manipulation of Ling Yun, a breakout team was organized to carry out the dispatch mission.

"Break out in that direction. Ling Yun pointed to the southeast and said solemnly.

"Yes, Lord Black Earth!"

"Remember that reconnaissance is the first priority, and life is the first priority, and if it doesn't work, you will retreat. Ling Yun suddenly smiled and patted the team leader's shoulder.

The leader of the team suddenly felt a sigh of relief, and Ling Yun's impression in his heart was suddenly not as hateful as just now.

The zombie horde is approaching the last line of defense, and the battle is in full swing. After the breakout team rushed out of three hundred steps, they reluctantly retreated.

"It's terrifying, I've found at least hundreds of zombies, in the darkness over there. The Scout Cultivator reported with trepidation.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces sank slightly.

"It's okay, you guys rest first. Second Squad. You guys break through over there!" commanded Ling Yun.

The squad rushed four or five hundred paces and had to retreat.