Han Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a low voice, "Did you choose to fight with the flying corpses, or did you pestering those dozen zombies in the past?" ”

The evil god shuddered when he saw the flying corpse's shining fangs, "I—I'd better go pester those zombies." , the latest chapter access: ШШШ.79xs.СоМ . ”

"Whew......"

The flying corpse smelled the popularity and roared and jumped over. The evil god screamed, turned and ran. Han Mo's eyes froze, he stood up straight suddenly, clenched his fists, and punched the soles of the zombies' feet.

With a bang, the zombie landed, and Han Mo looked down to see that his feet had sunk into the dirt.

Before he could pull it out, the zombie had already jumped over.

"Evil beast!"

Han Mo roared, pulled out the Seven-Star Longquan Sword, and slashed at the top of the zombie's head.

Clang!

"Roar!"

The zombies stood on the ground, trembling and roaring, seemingly in pain. Han Mo looked at the zombie, and then vigorously pulled out his feet that were trapped in the soil. The zombie's terrifying red eyes flashed with a cold light, and they roared and pounced.

"Nanming leave the fire, go!"

Seeing the zombie jumping over, Han Mo immediately stopped his movements, 'pulled' out a paper talisman, and bounced towards the zombie.

At close range, the zombie didn't have time to dodge and was hit in the eye by a paper charm.

"Roaring ......"

Flames burst out and burrowed into the zombie's eyes. Han Mo grabbed the hilt of Longquan's sword with both hands, 'inserted' into the dirt in front of him, twisted his hands, the soil cracked, he jumped out, and slashed at the zombie's brain 'door' with a sword.

With a bang, a conspicuous scar immediately appeared on the zombie brain 'door'.

"Nanming leaves the fire, go again!"

Han Mo pinched his fingers, and the flames suddenly rose, enveloping the flying corpse's entire body. The flames soared into the sky, and the flames rose more than a meter high. The originally dark boundary was illuminated in an instant.

Han Mo saw that the zombie was on fire, his heart settled down a little, and he pounced on it with the Longquan sword.

Several swords fell on the zombie in succession, and the zombie struggled and roared in the fire, and the pain was abnormal. But it was still jumping, with a full body of flames, and jumped towards Han Mo.

"Thor Finger!"

Han Mo waved his sword finger and went straight to the zombie's chest.

With a bang, the silver light flickered, and the flames on the zombie's body were actually extinguished by the silver light. Han Mo was stunned for a moment, and then scolded in a low voice, it was really worth the loss.

The flying corpse was furious and strode forward.

Click......

However, as soon as it took a step, it stopped instantly, and a crack appeared in the place of the 'chest', and clods of soil fell on the grass one after another. Han Mo frowned and squinted at the flying corpse.

Its appearance seemed to have changed, and when the clods of soil on the flying corpse fell off, Han Mo was shocked, this flying corpse in front of him could actually be him?!

The flying corpse in front of him was actually a middle-aged man who had been dug up by Li Huanbin's father......

How did he become a flying corpse?

Don't?!

Han Mo's eyes froze, and the pair of green 'colored' eyes last time, he still had palpitations when he thought about it now. He stared at the flying corpse, which appeared here, and he couldn't help but think that those green 'colored' eyes came from the ancient tomb underground.

Thinking of this, Han Mo's heart jumped twice.

"Roaring ......"

The flying corpse stood in place, raising its arms and roaring, and for a moment, it lowered its head and looked at Han Mo. Han Mo frowned, always feeling that the flying corpse had changed.

"Little Taoist, long time no see!"

"it?!"

Han Mo looked stunned, 'forced', the flying corpse actually spoke?

The flying corpse grinned, fangs plucking out from under his lips. Han Mo shook his head and shouted, "I don't care what monster you turn into, I have to kill you today." ”

"Haha......"

The flying corpse smiled arrogantly, the corpse's qi surged, it shook its arms, and its joints did not appear to be stiff at all, and it moved freely.

"Scare me?" Han Mo sneered, and the Longquan sword shook and slashed over.

The flying corpse's arm was raised, and he forcibly blocked the Longquan sword. Han Mo took a step back, his footsteps were not yet steady, he leaned forward, shouted loudly, and the Longquan Sword in his hand stabbed towards the heart of the flying corpse.

The flying corpse is not as easy to deal with as the previous zombie.

When this sword was about to pierce into the heart of the flying corpse, Han Mo's wrist shook, pulled it down, and with a soft pop, the Longquan sword stabbed into the stomach of the flying corpse in response.

Han Mo stirred up and down a few times, pulled out the Longquan sword, and the internal organs of the flying corpse fell out. It glanced down and reached out to shove back the entrails that had fallen.

"Eat me with a sword again!"

Han Mo stabbed another sword, this time choosing to steal the 'chest' of the flying corpse.

Burst......

The sword also pierced it.

"Roar ......"

The flying corpse was in great pain, its eyes were red and dripping blood, and it pounced on Han Mo. It may be that the Longquan Sword has brought it great pain and 'provoked' the flying corpse. It's so fast, it's a master.

The two hands are spread out, and the nails are half a foot long......

Han Mo came to sweep the hall's 'legs' and kicked and bent the 'legs' of the flying corpse, and the 'legs' of the flying corpse straightened all of a sudden, and directly bounced Han Mo out.

"Han Mo, come on, the zombie has run away!"

Han Mo had just gotten up from the ground, but he heard the evil god's anxious cry, and when he looked back, his face twitched with anger. The evil god spread his feet and ran over, followed by a dozen zombies.

"Didn't you pester them?"

"I can't hold it...... "The evil god said with a sad face, "and in a few strokes they tore the yellow cloth and pounced on me." ”

"I'm really by you."

The evil god turned his head to look and muttered, "So many zombies, play a fart, let's run away." ”

"Runaway?"

Han Mo slapped the evil god on the head, "If they run away, these zombies will definitely run away and then hide, how can they find them when the time comes?" ”

"So, what do you say?"

"Drag it until dawn."

Han Mo 'touched' a handful of paper talismans from his sleeve and stuffed them into the hands of the evil god, "This is the Great General's Corpse Suppression Talisman, you can take it and try it to see if you can suppress them." ”

"I'll try."

The evil god took the corpse talisman and turned and pounced. took out a paper talisman and pasted it on the 'door' of a zombie brain, and the zombie froze and shook. However, before the evil god could breathe a sigh of relief, the corpse qi spread out, and the paper rune burst into flames.

"No, it's useless."

He jumped away, turned his head and said in a panic.

After such a delay, the flying corpse had already been killed, and Han Mo had no time to pay attention to the evil god at all. In the roar, the fingernails of the flying corpse were only ten centimeters away from Han Mo's neck.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows the law!"

Han Mo raised his left hand, and the blood talisman flashed and slapped out. The flying corpse roared angrily, its ten fingers opened, and Han Mo kicked it with a kick, his body jumped into the air, and his backhand 'touched' out of Faso and 'pumped' it.

The flying corpse reached out and grabbed Faso, Han Mo shook Faso, and Faso was immediately covered with barbs. He pulled hard, and the palm of the flying corpse immediately opened the 'flesh'.

"Roar ......"

There was a roar behind him, and the evil god couldn't entangle more than a dozen zombies, so he led the zombies to Han Mo's side, hoping to relieve the pressure. Originally, it was very difficult to deal with a flying corpse, but with so many zombies, Han Mo suddenly felt more pressured.

Han Mo scolded and turned his head and ran away, trying to lure the flying corpses and several zombies away.

"Go up to Tai Chi, down to the Netherworld. Divine eyes, sub-careful search. Thousands of truncated heads, thousands of cut shapes. Dare to disobey your fate, and your bones will be broken. Haste as a law, kill! "Opened the bow left and right, Longquan Sword and Faso danced vigorously, and several zombies couldn't get close at once, jumping and roaring around him.

After dancing for a few minutes, Han Mo was already tired and panting, the flying corpse was stunned, roared twice, and jumped up with several zombies......

Han Mo sat cross-legged on the ground and said, "Come on, I won't fight back." ”