"I'm sorry, please forgive me." I said this to a zombie because I killed them with a knife, and even though they were originally dead, my practice didn't allow me to do that.

Poof~, the zombies lost their heads and couldn't move, they fell directly to the front, raising a lot of dust in front of me, and the zombies in the building were all eliminated by me, and now I have to walk to the roof of this building and get rescued there.

I wanted to call for help from the outside world, but the mobile phone signal has not been available, so I can only use the most primitive method, fighting all the way to the top of the building, an eight-story building, and the zombies inside have been emptied by me.

In the stairwell, zombies stood there, they looked like people asleep, standing against the wall, and I directly disturbed the zombies' dreams.

I wrapped a thick layer of cloth around my neck to prevent zombies from biting my neck, and wore a pair of mountaineering gloves on both hands, which could be used to fight and protect my hands from being bitten or torn by zombies.

Bang~, there was a crisp sound of metal colliding in the corridor, I was holding a flat-topped pot and constantly slapping the handrail of the stairwell, the purpose was to lure out all the zombies in the stairwell, so that I could seize the opportunity to run inside.

I dodged the zombies all the way, and found that they were very sensitive to smells and sounds, and a burst of the smell of a living thing, or a sudden noise, could attract their attention, and I had to lure the zombies in the hallway before I could have a chance to reach the roof for help.

"Hey, I'm here, come and eat me!" When I saw that the zombies didn't show up, I shouted into the stairs again, deliberately to attract the attention of these guys, and I was a little scared.

Da Da Da, in the quiet stairwell, there was a sound of footsteps going downstairs, and more than a dozen zombies came down from the stairs, and they heard the sound of me as prey, and rushed downstairs excitedly.

I immediately went out into the street to attract the zombies away from the hallway, and I kept circling the building, and only when the zombies couldn't catch up with me did I have a chance to get back inside the building.

The zombies in the building all came out, and I was sure that there were not too many zombies in the corridor, so I dared to climb from the first floor to a certain room on the second floor, and then came out of the room, came to the stairwell, and found some things, blocking the place from the first floor to the second floor.

After that, I slowly walked from the corridor on the second floor to the roof, there were no zombies on the first floor, and I arrived at the seventh floor relatively safely, just when I wanted to rest.

A lone zombie went down from the top of the eighth floor, it was at the highest place, and I didn't hear the sound I just made downstairs, and the reason why it appeared was because it smelled my human scent and followed the smell.

The zombie pounced on me, it had only the most primitive bestiality, so it wanted to bite off a piece of flesh on my neck, but the thick strip of cloth prevented the teeth from gnawing at my neck.

I seized the opportunity to push the zombie away from me, then immediately stood up and kicked the zombie downstairs with one kick, it rolled directly from the stairs on the seventh floor to the bottom of the building, and I immediately continued to walk to the top of the building, not daring to delay any longer.

I came to the rooftop and found that the Jiangwan Bridge leading to the outside world in the construction area of the Republic of China had been put away, and some people didn't want this group of zombies to run out, it was the only place to go to the outside world from the land.

I took out my phone and looked at it, and found that there was still no signal, and the signal seemed to have been cut off, and someone didn't want the outside world to know about it, and I began to feel a little desperate.

I could have used the Eight Dunjia spells, but a woman suddenly appeared, and she used a sharp bone to pierce my arm, temporarily sealing the spell, making it impossible for me to use any spells.

I looked at the wound on my arm, it was treated with medicine, there were no symptoms of inflammation for the time being, I was afraid that I would die here, all the bad things came to my mind, but it was quickly interrupted by the sound of cars on the street.

I looked down from the rooftop of the building and saw a convoy speeding through the street, directly hitting and crushing the zombies in the way, and some people leaned out of the windows and shot at the zombies with their weapons.

I yelled at the convoy for them to come here and save me, but the convoy gradually moved away from my field of vision, and they drove towards the other side of the Republic of China construction area.

I felt like I was alone again, sitting alone on the rooftop, waiting for something bad to come my way.

I leaned against the wall and thought, in order to catch the traitor as soon as possible and find a corresponding way to seal the Enma, I have been practicing on the Lingshan Taoist Temple for six years, and now I have no magic at all.

Could it be that traitors and Engols can be safe and sound? They are all monsters that can harm the world, but now I have a problem of surviving, and I am surrounded by despair.

I continued to indulge in despair, feeling that it would be better for me to die alone like this, and the desire for revenge was rapidly fading, as if I was really going to give up, and I wanted to stand on the roof.

"Meditate and cultivate, absorb the surrounding primordial spirits!" A man's voice came to my ear, and it came to encourage me just when I was desperate.

I glanced around and saw that there was no one with me at all, but the voice was very familiar to me, because he had made a deal with the judge six years ago in exchange for my life, in order to save me.

"Grandpa, are you here?" I held back my crying and asked about the quiet air around me, but it was the quiet air that answered me.

I was comforted that my grandfather's soul had not gone far, and it had taken advantage of this chaotic moment of yin and yang to convey some key messages to me, and now that I had this trace of intensity, I began to meditate and cultivate, and I could rely on the spirit to recover myself.

Being dug up is not only the Yama Hall and a large number of zombies, but also a 10,000-year-old tree, which is the guardian of the local area, and it was used to seal the Yama Hall in the first place to prevent the dark power from reappearing, and now this 10,000-year-old tree has also regained its sight.

Countless branches and green leaves stretched out along the entrance of the cave, and the 10,000-year-old tree knew that it was still playing a key role in sealing the Yama Hall this time, so it also sent me an invitation.

The 10,000-year-old tree shared with me the Yuan Spirit that he had accumulated for many years, helping me regain the Eight Dunjia Techniques and break the seal of the Yama Sect.

By the time I opened my eyes, the wound on my arm was gone, and I was able to cast spells.