"Abhijaluga", only to hear a dull and loud chanting sound like a bronze bell coming from the dark night sky.

An object as long as a spear that emitted a cold iron blue and silver light pierced the air, piercing straight into the white ice. Bai Bing nimbly somersaulted to the side, rotated 360 degrees in the air, and easily half-crouched to the ground, dodging the attack of this strangely shaped spear.

"Killing?" , a peculiar message appeared in Bai Bing's mind.

"It's a Nyingma tantric lama," Bai Bing said loudly as he looked up at the dark night sky with cold eyes, and looked sideways at the strange spear object that glowed with iron and silver light deep into the ground.

"Lie down, lie down", I saw two black shadows in robes suddenly flash in the night sky and landed, and the sound of landing was steady and heavy, like a very heavy boulder falling to the ground.

The black shadow wears a three-eyed mask of Qiangmu, a blue-black lama robe, a red cockscomb hat, a red shawl, a metal-trimmed yak leather belt around his waist, and various small and delicate vajra pestles. One of them was holding a large copper-plated iron wipe with sharp edges, and the other was holding a diamond hammer with a peculiar shape.

"Hugh the wounded, you wait to get out of the way as soon as possible," one of them shouted in a low voice through the three-eyed mask, speaking in a less proficient Chinese.

It is a fierce and incomparable beast in the mythological records! It is one of the four ancient gods together with Nuwa, Haotian and Mi Xi, and the reason why it is called a divine beast is that its appearance and intelligence are the same as those of divine beasts. It is transformed by the bones of Pangu's forehead and has an invincible body. It is said that Haotian, Nuwa and Mi Xi, who exist together, need to spend a lot of effort if they want to break open the body of the Qian.

It is also recorded that the ancestor of the zombies is the founder of the mountain. In mythology, there are four zombie kings (Yinggou, Houqing, Drought Fish, and Generals), and the composition of these four zombie kings is inseparable from the Qian. At the time of the Yellow Emperor's battle against Chiyou, Mi Xi took advantage of this time to cause chaos in the world, and Mi Xi Nuwa took off her hands to seal the her. Nuwa was afraid that after breaking the seal, she would attack the world, so she and Mi Xi worked together to extract the soul of the dragon and unite it into three points. After the unity, the souls fled quickly, leaving Nuwa and Mi Xi at a loss. What is even more unexpected is that the Divine Tree Branch has asked Haotian for a huge Divine Tree Branch, and at this time, after the Divine Tree Branch came into contact with the blood of the Qiang, it gradually burrowed into the body of the Qiang, becoming a new soul and possessing the body of the Zombie King, this is the Zombie King General! The other three souls of the Qian identified and possessed the bodies of three people, and became the three zombie kings second only to the generals, one of which was actually the daughter of the Yellow Emperor, the Drought Fish.

"If you want to recapture these two red sins, pass my Bai Bing first," Bai Bing replied with a sneer.

A group of strange combinations appeared in front of people under the moonlight, Wang Xiaonan, who hurried to watch the battle after the autopsy, hid at the gate of the compound and peeked, although the snow had stopped, there was no wind, but a burst of cold breath penetrated Wang Xiaonan's military coat through the bone marrow, and he shivered with cold, at this time the entrance to the front and back of the village courtyard had been blocked and surrounded by soldiers who rushed to it, Wang Dingguo did not know where to transfer a team of armed Type 56 light machine gunners, and surrounded it with sand near the main entrance.

"Wang Xiaonan, come back quickly, so as not to be injured by mistake, there are no people inside", Wang Dingguo reprimanded in a low voice.

"You're not human, I'm watching Sister Bai Bing play cool", Wang Xiaonan kept his eyes on the strangely dressed lama, and muttered in a low voice while rubbing his hands.