I don't know where this dry corpse got the strength!

This roar was full of energy and loud.

In this empty wilderness and grassland, it spreads away.

In the blink of an eye, the sound reached a hundred meters away.

In the blink of an eye, the sound was thousands of miles away!

And this roar also attracted their attention after reaching the ears of the living corpses scattered in the grassland and kneeling westward.

I saw only one living corpse after another, and the moment they heard the shouting, they all stopped bowing down.

One by one, they turned their heads and looked at Liu Ziang and the others.

"God !!!"

Immediately afterward, an even louder shout was heard.

All the dried corpses of Liu Ziang and the three of them roared wildly.

All of them shouted the same word.

God!

The roar spread farther and farther away, and then more and more roars echoed it.

But in an instant, the whole grassland was filled with roars.

Like a rumbling thunder, it rushed backwards from the ground to the sky.

It is also like the sound of a huge earthquake, which makes people's hearts angry!

Just as this shout spread throughout the grassland, the undead corpses who had been kneeling on the ground stood up from the ground one after another.

Naturally, after standing up, they turned around and faced Liu Ziang and the three of them one after another.

"God !!"

The terrifying roar was heard again!

All the undead corpses were yelling frantically at this time, and they rushed towards Liu Ziang and the others.

At this moment, it seemed as if countless undead living corpses had emerged that had been hidden under the grass.

The number of undead and living corpses has skyrocketed.

When they rushed towards Liu Ziang and the three of them, they were like tides and waves, like ants and locusts!

"This?" It all happened so suddenly! Xu Ling was startled and hurriedly looked at Liu Ziang.

"Let's go!" Liu Ziang didn't even think about it, he snorted lightly, turned around and went west, "Go west!" ”

Just kidding!

Ants bite elephants to death!

Even if he has superhuman strength, it will not be a problem to fight against a hundred, or even a thousand.

How many thousands of undead corpses are Ke is now rushing at them?

In addition, these undead corpses are far from being comparable to ordinary humans or ordinary undead monsters!

Xu Ling and Wuming didn't say much. Turn straight away.

However, just as Wuming was about to raise his feet, his brows furrowed suddenly.

He felt it, and a pair of hands happened to be around his legs.

Looking back, it was the headless undead corpse.

True death has not yet befallen the undead corpse.

His withered hands clung to Goaki's right leg.

The head that had fallen from his neck opened its mouth and shouted the word 'God' at this time!

The hands of the dried corpse were unusually strong.

The body is also very heavy.

Wuming instinctively lifted his legs, but he couldn't.

Without saying a word, he lifted the sword in his hand and swung it towards the corpse's arm.

With a sword, he cut the two arms of the dried corpse into two pieces.

"Dang!"

However, this time, when Wuming's sword fell on the arm of the second corpse, there was an extremely loud sound of gold and iron clashing.

The situation was urgent, and Wu Ming's sword did not spare the slightest strength.

When it was also cut down, it brought up an extremely strong wind!

However, this powerful sword not only did not cut off a single arm of the dry corpse, but also did not cut a single white mark on the skin on his arm.

This situation is exactly the same as the knife that Liu Ziang cut before!

All three of them were stunned.

It's just that all three of them are masters!

It was only an instant, and the three of them reacted at the same time.

"Golden Light!" Liu Ziang and Xu Ling drank softly at the same time.

Wuming was even more decisive, and the gold on his body rose.

The golden light turned to the blade of the sword, the sword glowed, and the sword body trembled.

Wu Ming raised his sword again and slashed down!

This sword, like a quick knife chopping tofu, easily splits the two arms of the immortal corpse in two!

"Let's go!" Seeing that when Wuming cut off the arms of the dry corpse, the locust-like immortal corpse was about to pounce, Liu Ziang shouted again.

Before the cheers fell, he took the lead and ran wildly to the west.

There was no hindrance, and Wuming and Xu Ling and Ling'er followed closely.

I saw that these 'people' who looked like dried corpses didn't seem to have the attribute of 'death' at all.

The corpse that was beheaded by Wuming and had his arms cut off was still chasing after Liu Ziang and the others.

His head rolled on the ground like a ball.

His two severed arms, like two centipedes, made their feet with their fingers, quickly rushed away.

His headless and armless body struggled to get up from the ground, staggering in pursuit.

This scene was also seen by Liu Ziang and the others.

This further dispelled their idea of having more than three enemies!

It's just that it's not just the back and side of the three.

In front of the west, where they were running wildly, there were also many undead living corpses!

To be precise, the three of them are more like turtles in an urn, surrounded from all sides by countless living corpses on this wilderness grassland!

Luckily, the wilderness is huge!

The escape space left for Liu Ziang and the three is still extremely wide.

With the ability of the three of them, although they can't fight this undead corpse that is like an ant colony and a locust swarm.

But it is basically impossible to be caught by them.

At the same time, the ground is a small mountain village, and the ancient temple in the back mountain.

There was no blood, and no bodies were gone.

I didn't see any messy appearance.

It's business as usual.

It's just that the people in this temple are not the bespectacled Uncle Zhang.

It's the 'high monk' who has the Tao, Dao Ji!

He walked out of the temple and walked to the edge of the platform next to the cliff.

Raise your palm and make a salute.

The eye is far away at the small village at the foot of the mountain.

In the far distance, dark clouds gathered, thick as clouds.

The thunder does not stop, and the electric snake and dragon dance. It seems that thunderstorms can occur at any time.

But that scene did not attract the attention of the old monk at all.

He just stared intently at the silent village beneath the mountain.

After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and sighed.

"Never grow old and never die, live forever."

"Even the Bodhisattva, I can't save it!"

As soon as the words fell, the old monk's brows furrowed slightly, and he quickly turned his head to look towards the entrance of the village.

From a distance, you can clearly see that at the entrance of the village, there is a man who is wrapped in a black robe all over his body.

The long skirt hung down to the floor, wide large sleeves, and a hood with a hood.

I can't see the specific body shape, and I can't see the face.

You can't even tell if it's a man or a woman.

He stood at the entrance to the village, and only had to take one step to enter the village.

But he stood straight, like a clay stone sculpture, motionless.

I can't even breathe.

He faced the small mountain village, like a lookout stone, and did not know what he was looking at.

It's just that when the old monk halfway up the mountain turned his head and looked at him, he seemed to feel something.

Trembling slightly, he looked up at the old monk.

When he looked up, the old monk looked at him head-on, but he could see his face under the hood.

It's just that he wears an old mask.

The blue-faced fangs are like cannibalistic ghosts, and they are like Shura in battle!