"Jingle ......"

The Indian monks looked down on the hell below, cold-blooded, and ruthlessly shook the brass bells cast in their hands with the terrifying evil gods in their hands, and the screams of the old people, the wails of the women, the angry scolding of the men, and even the cries of babies in the village could not move them in the slightest.

Suddenly, a rainbow of fire flew into the village, and the faces of these monks finally changed, and a middle-aged monk with a curly beard looked cautiously at the thin black old man wearing a baby skull necklace: "Master Salman! A flash of fire that flew past just now...... Could it be the warrior of Huaxia? ”

"So what?" The black and thin old man, Master Salman, snorted contemptuously: "He is just one person, even if he can fight again, how can he beat our invincible and endless army of demon corpses in the world!" ”

"The master is right!" Curly-bearded hurriedly bowed respectfully to Master Salman and settled down.

"Jingle ......"

The monks still looked indifferent, and gently shook the copper bell in their hands unhurriedly, but suddenly a big bald hand shook, and the copper bell was dumb, and all the monks looked at him in unison.

"Amir!" Master Salman said in a deep voice: "Don't panic! ”

"Master......" The big bald Amir said with a sad face: "No, all the demon corpses I control are lost......"

"What?" Master Salman's face changed slightly: "There are also thirty or forty demon corpses under your control, right?" All lost? ”

"Forty-four heads...... Amir shook the copper bell in his hand without tears, and said that it was strange that his copper bell voice was obviously not as crisp as before, as if it was rusty: "None of them can be contacted......"

"That Huaxia martial artist has some skills!" Master Salman snorted coldly: "Shahrukh, Aksee, Anwar, Sajf!" Send out all the demon corpses you control, anyway, as long as our demon corpses leave a seed, they can reproduce endlessly, I think he can kill a few! ”

"Yes!" The curly-bearded monk Shah Rukh and the other three named answered at the same time, and then each shook the brass bell in their hands, unlike the unhurried and occasional "jingle bell" when they were not engaged in battle, the bell now became noticeably more urgent!

There was a silent stone forest outside the village, and there was nothing unusual in the stone forest with a cold eye, but when Shah Rukh and the four of them shook the copper bell hurriedly, the stone forest that was extremely quiet suddenly moved!

It was two or three hundred zombies covered in ice and snow, and when they stood motionless in the stone forest, it seemed to merge with the whole environment, so that people could not even detect their existence, and now they received the order and ran like wild dogs like wild dogs to rush to the village!

When they rushed to the entrance of the village, they happened to encounter a few villagers crying and fleeing, and the zombies immediately pounced on them and slaughtered the villagers!

This does not require the monks to call the shots, killing all the beings they encounter is the greatest instinct of their existence!

It was at this time that the soldiers of the sharp knife platoon of the Bingwang battalion arrived, and they just happened to see a large number of zombies pressing a few ordinary people to the ground and biting them, and the common people screamed and were eaten with a headache, and the blood was particularly dazzling in the snow, which immediately ignited the anger in the hearts of the soldiers of the sharp knife platoon!

"Sudden ......"

The soldiers of the knife platoon threw a barrage at the zombies with their guns, but how many magazines could they bring with them when they were lightly armed?

Although they also have good marksmanship, but now the situation is critical, in order to rescue the surrounded people, they don't have time to aim at the zombies headshot, and they are not in the mood to calculate the remaining ammunition, so after sweeping down the outermost zombies, they have no bullets, so they dropped their guns, pulled out their sabers, and rushed towards the remaining more than 100 zombies without hesitation!

Seeing this scene condescendingly, Master Salman said coldly word by word: "Soldier! King! Battalion! ”

This time, he finally rang the copper bell in his hand, and more than a hundred zombies came alive in the stone forest!

More than 100 zombies ran frantically to join the battle group, a total of more than 200 zombies surrounded the thirty soldiers of the sharp knife platoon, and the soldiers of the sharp knife platoon have been surrounded in the middle and don't know that the zombies still have reinforcements to join, but it feels like the zombies are endless, and they can't be killed no matter how they kill......

Master Salman changed the ringtone from the simplest "jingle bell" to a rhythmic "jingle dong jingle clang", and the zombies turned from a plate of loose sand to group cooperation!

Shah Rukh and they all hurriedly rang the bell together, and the demonic bell pierced through the wind and snow, remote control this cruel battle!

Seeing the soldiers of the Sharp Knife Platoon fall one after another, Master Salman and their faces showed an evil and hideous smile, but at this moment, the fire rainbow just now flew out of the village again!

The fire rainbow fell in the zombie group and rampaged unstoppable, the zombies were as vulnerable as paper paste, and in the blink of an eye, the fire rainbow reversed the situation alone, Master Salman gritted his teeth, took out a white bone whistle like an ocarina from his arms, and blew a sharp whistle on the side of his mouth!

At this time, a tall figure standing behind Master Salman suddenly moved, it was a tall and strong man like a big bear, with a wide, thick and heavy sheath hoop broadsword on his back, it was the man with the knife in the previous adventure team, he was cultivated into a seed by Master Salman.

Master Salman turned around and pressed the man with the knife who had turned into a zombie, he didn't use much force, but just showed an intention, and the man with the knife immediately leaned down in obedience.

Master Salman pulled out his sword, shoved it into his hand, and blew the bone whistle again:

"Force—"

The man with the knife on his back clenched the iron ring knife in his hand, his cloudy white eyeballs turned a few times, and suddenly he roared up to the sky, and suddenly jumped directly from this high ground, as if a cannonball hit the boulder ten meters down, and the thick ice on the surface of the boulder was shattered in an instant!

The crack pierced through the ice and extended to the boulder, and even the boulder had a spider web-like crack!

"Master, your demon seed is too powerful!" The other monks couldn't help but sigh.

Master Salman's eyes were full of pride, and his shriveled lips approached the bone whistle, constantly blowing out an obscure whistle.

The man with the knife on his back had already rushed out with his strength, and after a few ups and downs, he reached the ground, like a raging humanoid beast joining the battle group!

[Go out to a friend's house for a meal, come back at night and continue to explode, and the old irons will take a wave of monthly passes]