A city 3,000 kilometers away from Angel Falls, it is the most prosperous city within a radius of 1,000 kilometers.

In this city, the number of zombies has reached more than three million.

Wu Yue stood on the roof of the tallest building, looking at the bustling city below.

On the surface, although it is the kind of expressionless face that seems to be eternal, there is some excitement in the heart.

In a big city with three million zombies, if you poison yourself, these three million zombies will all become dead corpses.

Among the three million zombies, there are at least 300,000 who have blood cores.

With so many blood cores, it is enough to refine many different kinds of poison by yourself.

Thinking of this, he slashed his left index finger with his fingernail.

A dark green, glowing drop of blood flowed from the wound.

This drop of dark green blood dripped towards the city below.

But it did not fall on the ground, but suddenly spread out in the air twenty meters above the ground.

It's like a drop of ink dripping into the water, spreading with an artistic sense.

This drop of poisonous blood spread extremely fast, and in just one second, it had spread out a circle with a radius of one kilometer.

Within a kilometer radius, all creatures exposed to the air—from zombies to ants—turned into a pool of blood at this moment.

Only the blood cores in the heads of those zombies remained, scattering burgundy glow in the sunlight.

In just one second, thousands of zombies have been killed.

And this poisonous blood continues to spread, and as it spreads more and more, more and more zombies are dying every second.

Wu Yue looked down at the dark green mist spreading, and there was still no expression on his face.

He just waited for a minute now, and then he went down and collected the 300,000 blood cores.

From this point of view, Wu Yue's slaughter of zombies was indeed much faster than Zhang Fan's.

Zhang Fan wanted to slaughter these three million zombies without using blood vines, and he still needed the cooperation of the Doomsday Special Combat Team.

I'm afraid it will take a whole day to slaughter them cleanly.

Wu Yue only took a minute.

No wonder the corpse owner said that Wu Yue must be dealt with first, and then Zhang Fan.

However, at this moment, the poisonous blood suddenly stopped spreading.

Wu Yue frowned slightly.

With his strength, this poisonous blood could easily spread throughout the city.

How did it suddenly stop?

After thinking about it, he squeezed another drop of poisonous blood from the wound on his hand.

Soon, the poisonous blood fell into the air twenty meters above the ground.

But at this moment, the poisonous blood suddenly disappeared.

Wu Yue understood, someone was making a ghost!

Wu Yue thought about it slightly, and knew that this ghost was most likely Zhang Fan.

Only Zhang Fan and his Doomsday Special Combat Team have this ability to make objects disappear suddenly.

"Zhang Fan, you slaughter yours, I slaughter mine, we have nothing to do with each other, why do you want to come to me to make trouble?"

Wu Yue said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw two figures suddenly appear in the sky, and then descended towards him.

Although Wu Yue did not retreat, he still subconsciously decomposed his body into a poisonous mist.

Only then did he see the person clearly.

I saw that one of these two he knew, the corpse master who had fought with him.

It's just that there is a pair of huge blood wings behind the corpse owner, which makes Wu Yue very strange.

Isn't the corpse owner a zombie?

How can there be wings of the Bloodline?

looked at another person, and saw that the person was an authentic blood clan.

Wearing a black tuxedo and a white shirt.

The ears are very pointed, the eyes are blood-red, and there is a faint layer of gold around a pair of blood-red wings.

Wu Yue's brows furrowed even tighter.

Because from this person, he felt that extremely strong pressure.

Although this person did not release his breath now, he did not deliberately suppress Wu Yue's breath.

But that kind of natural hierarchical suppression still made Wu Yue seem to be out of breath.

"Who are you?!"

Wu Yue, who was in a state of poisonous mist, asked.

Dracula looked Wu Yue up and down for a moment with great interest, and said, "It's a bit interesting that a human can train himself to such a point. ”

The corpse master bowed his head and said respectfully: "Corpse master, this person is Wu Yue." Its ability is poison, and if he is the second in terms of refining poison, I am afraid that no one in the whole world dares to call it the first. You see, he slaughtered so many zombies in just ten seconds. It is definitely a scourge and must be eliminated today. ”

The corpse master nodded and said, "Then get rid of it." ”

As he spoke, he fanned his right hand slightly, and saw a looming transparent tornado appear in the air in front of him.

This transparent tornado first dispersed the poisonous fog of Wu Yue in the city below, and then rolled directly towards Wu Yue.

Wu Yue is now a poisonous mist physique and wants to escape, but this tornado came too quickly and quickly involved Wu Yue.

In the midst of this tornado, lightning continued to roar.

Wu Yue's body formed by the condensation of the poisonous mist dispersed in an instant, turning into a poisonous mist.

And this poisonous fog was constantly swept by the tornado, making his consciousness a little blurred.

Then, with a slight grip of his right hand, Dracula saw flames suddenly appear in the tornado. Soon a fire tornado was formed.

Wu Yue's poisonous mist was constantly swept up by this fire tornado, making him feel dizzy—although in his current state, he didn't have a head at all.

After about half a minute, Wu Yue's consciousness had become very blurred.

He felt like he was almost going to faint.

That's when Dracula let the fire tornado disperse.

The poisonous mist that Wu Yue turned into did not dissipate at this time, but spread powerlessly on the ground.

Dracula chuckled and said, "But that's it. ”

In the eyes of the corpse owner, there was a meaning of throwing five bodies to the ground.

Wu Yue, this kid, his body is like a poisonous mist.

I've fought with him so many times, but I can't think of a way to crack it.

Unexpectedly, after Lord Blood Ancestor arrived, he would get this kid by dividing five by two.

It seems that the gap between himself and the Blood Ancestor is still too big.

However, the corpse master was still very cautious, and cautiously said to Dracula: "Lord Blood Ancestor, this kid is in this state, although he looks weak, he is not actually dead. And this kid has no blood core, and all his foundations are in that little poison tripod. Only by destroying the poison tripod in his body can he really kill him. ”

"I can see this, of course."

Dracula replied as he condensed a black mass from his right hand that looked like an energy body, but not like an energy body.

After this black thing appeared, it was like a dog smelling poop, and happily pounced on Wu Yue's body.