It was a silent battle, you couldn't hear the beating drums of war, you couldn't hear the deafening sounds of fighting, you couldn't hear the shouts, you could only see the dense black armor of the samurai in the white snow waving the weapons in their hands and slashing at the aliens.

If we were to look down at the vast sky, we would see nothing more than a swarm of ants attacking an alien with a different skin color and shape.

Sometimes Zhang Yi often thinks that all the creatures in this world may be a group of ants in the yard of a more powerful alien, they are like standing beside the ants in our childhood, watching them fight each other, watching them hunt their prey in groups, watching them live in self-righteous struggle for their homeland, but they have to accept that the powerful person who is often watching from the sidelines only needs a stone, a burning match, and a glass of water will burn down their homes and cause great disasters.

When Zhang Yi stumbled into the hole like a bellows, the spiritual realm that had exhausted all his strength smashed through the hole, allowing a huge stone to fall and completely block the hole.

After a loud bang, the cave became pitch black, and nothing could be seen, but the cave could be heard in my ears. Hole. The heaving wheezing voices of each other.

The three of them didn't speak for the rest of the hour, just lying quietly in the slippery hole. Hole. In this inexplicable war, everyone almost collapsed, only to find that the body was so heavy and exhausted after fleeing in a panic, if it wasn't for not breathing, it would die, and everyone would not hesitate to save their breathing.

For the first time, the sound of metal slashing on the stones outside the cave and the sound of bodies hitting the mountain could be heard one after another, and then gradually diminished but finally disappeared completely, and the outside returned to tranquility.

"Let's go"

With a crisp lighter button, a blue flame lit up in the dark space, and the sound of sizzling gas came from time to time at the exit of the flame.

Lao Dao took the lighter and leaned on the ground and asked with difficulty: "It's not dead, it's all right!" ”

This is the most serious injury of the old way, not only did he have a knife wound on his body, but he also had a crossbow arrow stuck in his buttocks, which has not been pulled out yet.

Zhang Yi shook his head helplessly, the spirit realm didn't make a sound, he just kept scanning everything in the cave.

Zhang Yi suddenly thought of something and shouted: "Oops, we have been fighting separately, but we have forgotten the souls of my mother-in-law and uncle." With that, he turned around and prepared to reopen the hole.

The spirit domain rushed over with an arrow and grabbed Zhang Yi and threw it back, Zhang Yi drew an arc in the air and fell to the ground, and after falling to the ground, he immediately rolled around with his strength and stood up with difficulty on the stone wall.

"They don't attack living souls, you don't need to worry," Spirit Realm threw out a cold sentence.

Lao Dao didn't know where to find some flammable materials and hid them on the Mo knife to make a torch, and in an instant, the cave became bright and dark under the constantly jumping firelight.

"This place is extremely yin, even my rune paper can't be driven by spells, and it feels like all spells are out of order in this place."

Lao Dao rubbed a few Heavenly Thunder Talismans in his hands that were wet with snow water, and lay on the ground with a blank face.

Seeing Lao Dao lying on his stomach, he suddenly thought of the arrow that still existed on Lao Dao's buttocks, so he took out the arrow with a bone knife in Lao Dao's howl like killing pigs.

The cave is not large, and there is constantly melting snow falling from the roof of the cave, making the whole cave wet.

Zhang Yi once again put his ear to the entrance of the cave and listened quietly, and found that there was no sound outside, only the whistling wind gently brushing the snow.

Lao Dao covered his buttocks, limped behind Zhang Yi, and whispered in his ear: "Are all those horrible guys gone?" ”

Zhang Yi turned his head and glanced back at Lao Dao, and then put his ear tightly on the big stone blocking the entrance of the cave, listening carefully to identify it, until a minute later, he whispered: "This ghost place has made me even lose my sensing ability, and I can only feel that there seems to be no one outside through hearing." ”

Lao Dao also put his ears on and listened for a while, and then beckoned to the spirit realm, "Brother Xiaoling, they all seem to be gone, let's go out, I don't feel right in this ghost place, I'm afraid something will go wrong in a while." “

Lingyu sat in the corner with his hands folded and closed his eyes to recuperate, there was a clear blood mark on his handsome face, I don't know if it would affect his image in the future, Lao Dao felt sorry for him.

Suddenly, there began to be a violent shaking on the ground, and then the whole person shook violently, and the spirit domain suddenly opened its eyes and jumped in front of Lao Dao and Zhang Yi.

Cracks began to appear on the ground like an earthquake, and then a large pile of dirt opened to both sides, and from the dirt stretched out two white hands, and then revealed a white and hideous face.

"Oh my God, oh my God, all the ground is starting to drill outward." Lao Dao's voice began to tremble.

In less than a few seconds, a large pile of fresh soil appeared on the ground, and pale and gray-faced people emerged from the holes.

These people have different shapes, including old men in their seventies and eighties wearing Qing Dynasty official uniforms, young people in their twenties who are not covered in clothes, old women wearing dresses with small feet, and contemporary old people wearing current shrouds.

Looking at what they were wearing, looking at their insensitive faces, watching them crawl or staggering around, you can tell that this is a group of living corpses.

The living corpse Zhang Yi has heard the old Tao say before, they are not the walking dead who have become because of virus infection abroad. These living corpses are because the corpses are buried in the extreme yin land, and after dozens or hundreds of years of yin qi nourishment, these corpses not only do not decay or rot, but also gradually give birth to spiritual wisdom and become living corpses and finally break out of the hole.

However, the probability of this kind of corpse raising ground is very rare, it has to cooperate with the factors of time and place, and the formation conditions are extremely harsh, so the appearance of this kind of living corpse is rare in records and legends, but today here these rare living corpses are like gophers pouring out in a steady stream It is puzzling.

Living corpses break the ground, the world is in chaos, a group of living stones break the ground, what a bloody storm.

The comers are not good, but compared to the samurai outside who are armed with crossbow arrows and knives, these bare-handed corpses, and most of them are old men, should be much easier to deal with.

This was the old way's idea, so he was the first to rush and flick the dust and whipped it a living corpse in official uniform running at the front.

The living corpse didn't avoid it, but easily grabbed the dust and dragged it into his arms, and the whole person inadvertently fell into the arms of the living corpse.

The living corpse opened a black mouth, from which a disgusting yellow liquid kept flowing and falling on the old man's face.

Lao Dao's heart was already galloping, and he thought about the strength of living corpses, but he didn't expect that they were not only powerful but also very flexible.

"Poof"

A cold light flashed, and the head of the living corpse with a big mouth flew out instantly, and a black thick liquid gushed out from this neck cavity.