The 307 base is on a plain, and a huge wolf smoke rises straight into the air, as long as you are not blind, you can see it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Zhang Xiaofan arrived at the base with more than 5,000 people, more than 1,000 people came out to greet him, each of whom was wearing a neat uniform and military uniform.

"Okay, these compatriots, I'll send them here," Zhang Xiaofan replied, and teleported away with Valentine in his arms, and it was already a hundred miles away when he reappeared.

Zhang Wei and his entourage looked inexplicable, but the soldiers who came out to greet them only had dazzling light in their eyes, and a soldier led Zhang Wei thousands of people into the residential base. In the base, Zhang Wei saw countless farmers before watering and irrigating the crops.

More than 30 of these 5,000 people were singled out, and they would receive a copy of the Chinese legend of martial arts, called the [Yi Jin Washing the Pulp Sutra].

If he had been in the United States, Zhang Xiaofan would never have worked so hard, but when he returned to China, he watched his compatriots being infected by the virus one by one, and then facing life and death crises one by one.

Even if he is hard-hearted, Zhang Xiaofan can't suppress his feelings.

After the full-scale outbreak of the virus, he finally selected a few soldiers with good character, and gave them the Ecstasy Pill to the people around them, and then gave them the [Yijin Washing Pulp Sutra].

On the earth without aura, if you want to cultivate into an immortal, it is a dream, but it is still possible to cultivate the true qi of the inner family, and if you reach a first-class master, you can fight against the licker without falling behind, if you break through the innate realm, thousands of troops and horses can kill back and forth.

It can be said that Zhang Xiaofan changed the history of the land of China, and this is his virgin's heart again.

Valentine is still practicing the [Tong Ma's Heart Sutra], due to the lack of knowledge and cognition of China, the Chinese language is stumbling, and the Chinese characters can only be written in simplified characters, so the cultivation level is very low, and he doesn't even have a sense of qi, but his skills are more agile.

"Where next?"

"Go west." Zhang Xiaofan can't help it, the west is his hometown, and if he doesn't go west to take a look, how can he let go of it in his heart.

Since there were only two people left, they found a car and drove by, and the zombies that appeared on the side of the road couldn't be cared for.

Only when he encounters a group of zombies, Zhang Xiaofan will make a move, save people as soon as he strikes, and then resume his previous actions and escort people back to the base.

This has happened more than a dozen times, and Valentine has long been used to it.

Fortunately, this time, the two traveled relatively smoothly, and they had been walking on the highway for a day, leaving the coastal Soviet Province and entering the Central Plains, and they did not encounter a large group of zombies again.

"There is a situation ahead," Zhang Xiaofan parked the car and flew into the air to look into the distance, a black head was moving slowly, and the direction was just coming out of a city.

Zhang Xiaofan's consciousness was released, and in front of the zombie group, more than thirty miles away, a convoy of more than fifty vehicles was moving wildly. There are many Chinese, and the traffic jams on the road are also serious, causing these people to travel too slowly.

"Let's go together," Zhang Xiaofan parked the car, hugged Valentine to the front of the convoy, brandished a machete in his hand, and quickly eliminated the nearby zombies.

More than ten minutes later, the team finally met with Zhang Xiaofan.

"Master, please accept me as an apprentice!" When the car was not parked, a young man in his twenties ran over, threw himself on his knees, and begged for prayer.

By the time everyone got out of the car, Zhang Xiaofan and Valentine had already packed up the vehicles that had been mistaken on the side of the road.

"Master, please take me," a teenage girl also ran over, throwing a big wink.

"Master, I will warm the bed, and I am the school flower......" A white girl with a convex and backward curved turned out to confess directly.

"Brother, my dad was bitten to death by zombies, my mother was bitten to death by zombies, my grandfather was bitten to death by zombies, my grandma was bitten to death by zombies, I ......" A woman in her twenties had red circles in her eyes, walked to her side and began to play the sadness card.

"Fellow Daoist, I just saw you coming from the west with a sword, like a flying immortal ...... out of the sky."

"Fool, the master uses a knife ......" these two are pure troublemakers.

A group of people chattered non-stop, and it was rare for Zhang Xiaofan to listen to it, but the zombies behind them quickly approached.

"Okay, don't make any noise," Zhang Xiaofan shouted, directly suppressing everyone's voices.

Only then did he say: "Now listen to me, behind you, there are at least 200,000 or more zombies approaching rapidly, and the distance of walking is about thirty kilometers in an hour. And there will be a highway three miles ahead of you, all the way east, and you can go unhindered. Believe me, just go to the highway, you can go to the 137 service area and wait for me, when I destroy the zombies behind you, I will meet you at night, and then I will protect you to a safe base. ”

The "master ......" group of people still had to entangle, Zhang Xiaofan had time to ink with them, and said a word to Valentin, who drove a car and set off first.

Zhang Xiaofan flew directly into the air and greeted the zombie group to the north.

"Flying ......"

"Immortals, ......" The group of people continued to scream, and when Valentine kept honking in front of him, signaling to hurry up, he hurriedly drove behind and headed for the highway.

Zhang Xiaofan appeared in a super style, and used extraordinary actions to tell the crowd about his ability, and then he could safely take the crowd away from the danger area.

It's just that this time it's a bit of a fun.

The Six-Vein Divine Sword could no longer stop the movement of the zombie group, and Zhang Xiaofan could only buy the elixir to replenish the vitality amplification move.

Zhang Xiaofan has a lot of means, and he has basically learned the Maoshan Taoist technique, not to mention that he can travel 3,000 miles a day, but it is not a problem to teleport 3,000 miles. All kinds of ghost-hunting talismans and formations make it handy, but unfortunately zombies are not zombies, and if you want to use exorcism, killing zombies will not work at all.

Boxing has comprehended the mystery of Tai Chi, and every punch and palm has great power, but this is a single fight, and in the face of a group of zombies, there is no difference between Tai Chi and ordinary Wang Ba Boxing, and it is a waste of vitality. As for the flying swordsmanship and the swordsmanship, they are all about the same nature, and the cannon hits mosquitoes, which is too wasteful.

In this way, only the telekinesis can be regarded as a large-scale killing move.

A punch was struck on a roadside stone, and the stone shattered, turning into hundreds or thousands of small stones. The telekinetic force attacked, and the small stones floated into the air, turning rapidly, faster and faster. When the zombie approached, the small stone had turned into a gray shadow, and after colliding with the zombie, it immediately smashed the zombie's head to pieces.

Zhang Xiaofan closed his eyes and walked among the zombie groups, walking no more than a hundred steps, eliminating about 40,000 people, and the size of the zombie group was reduced by one-tenth, but the sweat on his forehead also fell to the ground.

The attack of the zombie group eased slightly, Zhang Xiaofan left the encirclement with a teleportation, and the martial arts value and merit points were exchanged wildly, and after half an hour, the exhausted vitality and spirit recovered about eighty percent, and at this time the zombies surrounded again

"It's really ghostly," Zhang Xiaofan didn't have time to be stingy with how many pills he had eaten just now, and it was another telekinetic move, this time the effect was obviously not as good as just now, because the number of zombies had decreased, and only more than 30,000 had been eliminated.

After seeming back and forth seven or eight times, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the zombie group was already very scattered.

When it was completely dark, about 400,000 or so zombies were wiped out.

Zhang Xiaofan also dragged his tired body, unwilling to use teleportation, and drove a car to the No. 137 service area, and this group of people saw Zhang Xiaofan coming back and surrounded him.

"Don't say it, I'm a little tired, take a rest first, and the convoy will retreat fifty miles," Zhang Xiaofan's consciousness was in his sense, and there was a group of zombies of about two thousand people approaching quickly thirty miles away, but he was too tired, so he would sleep for an hour first.

The others were still to be questioned, Valentin and his men had already begun to retreat, even if those people were dissatisfied, for the sake of their lives, they still continued to retreat.

An hour later, after taking the pill and recovering about eighty percent, Zhang Xiaofan's divine sense noticed that there were five or six thousand zombies surrounded by him. Valentine couldn't deal with so many zombies, and his desire to rest was disappointed.

Five or six thousand zombies were cleaned up, but it was only an hour, and after they came back, the more than 300 people in the convoy had not yet slept, waiting for themselves to explain various problems to them.

"Okay, first of all, I am not an immortal, I am just practicing martial arts," Zhang Xiaofan drank a bottle of water, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "It is basically impossible for you to cultivate, because the aura in the air has been infected by the virus, and you are now cultivating the inner family fist at most." However, if the inner family fist is cultivated to the highest level, it can also fly to the sky......"

A man asked, "Master, how high can it be?" ”

Zhang Xiaofan thought for a moment and asked rhetorically: "Have you watched "Storm and Clouds Dominate the World"? ”

"I've seen ......"

"Most of the people in there are cultivating inner fists, if you cultivate to the Dacheng realm, you can be as powerful as Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun inside." Zhang Xiaofan didn't care about the big cake he painted for them, whether it could be realized in the future, give them hope first.

"Wow, that's amazing......"

"Ask for a master, take me as a vain......"

"Ask the master to teach me to ...... the clouds"

"Ask the master to teach me the wind god legs ......"

"Master, I want to learn Tianshuang Boxing......"

"I want to learn ten thousand swords and return to the ......"

"What a bunch of fools, the masters themselves don't have to, how can I teach you," a man scolded his companion loudly, and then said with a smile: "Master, my requirements are not high, as long as I give me a Shaolin Temple Great Returning Pill, just add one hundred and eighty years of skill......"

"you/......" The few people who were scolded just now kicked a few times together......

Zhang Xiaofan stepped in to stop a few people from messing around, and said: "Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow, I used too much vitality to kill zombies just now, and I have to recover well at night." ”

The convoy of more than 300 people has been feeling that life is full of crises since the virus crisis, and death is approaching step by step.