Nezha ran away with a smoke, and the civil and military officials of the zombie clan were stunned. This Nezha is fucking sick, right? It's nothing, came here and scared them out, and then just left?

"Your Majesty, did you hear a cold snort just now, as if it came from the infinite sky through infinite years?" The Zombie Grand Elder asked uncertainly. It did hear such a cold snort in a hazy place, but it was not very clear.

This Nezha ran away suddenly, but it was just when this cold snort came. Could Nezha's escape have something to do with this cold snort? If that's the case, then who made this cold snort? Why is Nezha so scared?

Nezha is a god, even if it is the Erlang God Yang Jian, I am afraid that he will not be able to scare him! can be scared away by such a cold snort, how powerful is this cold snort!

"Ulla, I hear you!" After speaking, looking at the corpse of the ghostly, the corpse emperor began to cry again, and was so troubled by Nezha, the corpse emperor cried even more sadly!

The zombie clan finally had a little hope of rising, but it was gone. Even when Nezha came to bully them, he had no power to fight back, and the corpse emperor thought while crying, the more he thought about it, the more sad he became, and the more he cried!

Maybe they were infected by the Corpse Emperor, or maybe they were also desperate for the future of the zombie clan, and the civil and military officials of the zombie clan surrounded the corpse and cried there. As a result, up and down in this southern underworld, there is an infinite sorrow. The Southern Underworld, which was already shrouded in gloomy clouds, is now even more bleak!

"Hmph, a bunch of useless things, just know how to cry!" The cold voice reappeared, but unlike before, this time it was clear and close to them.

"Damn, who's talking?" A cold snort startled the civil and military officials and corpse emperors of the zombie clan, and they all stopped crying and raised their heads to look at the sky.

I saw that in the sky above the southern underworld, where the clouds were bleak and there were countless yellow clouds, several huge zombie sculptures appeared, but they were wrapped in a rich corpse qi, so the corpse emperor and the civil and military officials of the zombie clan could not see clearly.

"Ulla, cry cry, cry, know cry! There's a fart for crying! The zombie clan is so declining because of you incompetent juniors, not only the gods dare to bully you, but even a human mage dares to come to the South Underworld to kill people......" A zombie sculpture in the lead looked at the zombies below with a wailing voice, and said with disdain.

The gods of heaven are naturally talking about Nezha, and this human mage is undoubtedly talking about Wang Yuanfang. Because this human mage who jumped to the Southern Underworld to kill zombies is only one in the distance.

"Damn, you're a terracotta, right?" The rich corpse aura gradually dispersed, and the civil and military officials and corpse emperors of the zombie clan below finally saw the face of the zombie clearly.

It looks weird, looking at its face, there is an indescribable weird feeling, and this feeling is indescribable for the civil and military officials of the zombie clan. It's uglier than them anyway!

In short, the zombie was unrecognizable as if it had been buried in the dirt for thousands of years, as if it had been petrified and then weathered, and had been carved by the endless years. Unlike all the zombies they have here, this zombie is very large, at least three meters tall, like a small giant. If it weren't for its terrible eyes and a pair of white fangs on its mouth, as thick as a child's arm, the zombies would have thought it was a stone statue.

Is this still a zombie? Where did this zombie come from? The corpse gas faded, and everything about the giant zombies became clear. Except for a few wisps of corpse qi that swirled around it like black threads and swam slowly around its body, its entire body was naked. Looking at this zombie, the zombie clan looked confused up and down.

Zombies are all transformed from humans, either buried in a depression with a strong yin qi and easy to form corpses after death, or they are infected with corpse poison before death and directly become zombies. I've never heard of zombies breeding their own offspring! Obviously, such a huge zombie must not have been transformed by humans. Could it be that this thing is an alien who accidentally landed on Earth, was bitten by a zombie, and then became a zombie? Guessed. ”

"Ulla, you... Are you the Elder Titans? "It is worthy of being the Corpse Emperor, worthy of being the most knowledgeable person in the zombie clan, the Corpse Emperor looked at those sculptures and asked excitedly. This excitement is not even good to say!

Elder Titan? Hearing the Corpse Emperor scream like this, the other zombies also reacted, and they all looked up at those zombies and looked at them carefully!

, it's really the Elder Titans, it's really exactly the same as the legendary Elder Titans they worship! This... Does this ancient giant god really exist?

Thinking of this, as long as the zombie clan could see these gods, they all knelt down and kowtowed to say hello.

"How did this ghost die?" An elder titan looked at the corpse surrounded by a group of zombies and asked curiously.

"Back to the great god, this was killed by a human mage named Wang Yuanfang!" Hearing the question of the ancient giant god, the corpse emperor did not dare to slack off, and told everything he knew.

"It's a pity, otherwise our zombie clan may have another genius that is rare in 10,000 years!" An ancient giant god listened to the Corpse Emperor's narration and said with a faint sigh.

"This ghost is a rare genius of our zombie clan for ten thousand years, and once it grows up, it can definitely be compared to our ancestors!" An ancient giant god said faintly: "So, this dark shadow can't die!"

"But......" The Corpse Emperor, who was kneeling on the ground, pointed to the Netherworld and wanted to say a few words, but was interrupted by the Zombie Elder.

"Your Majesty, let's listen to what the ancient giant gods of this zombie clan have to say, maybe they have a way!" The Zombie Grand Elder tugged at the sleeve of the Corpse Emperor and said.

This ghost can't die anymore, what can this ancient giant god do! The Corpse Emperor thought speechlessly. However, it chose to remain silent and did not say anything.

"I have a way to save the Netherworld, it depends on whether you are willing to pay this price!" The ancient giant god in the lead glanced at the Corpse Emperor and asked lightly.

The city of earth, at the end of the South Underworld. After several days and nights of traveling, Wang Yuanfang finally came to the border of the world.

"The border guards and mages on the city wall listen, I'm Wang Yuanfang, open the door and let me in!" Running to the bottom of the city, Wang Yuanfang shouted in the shape of a trumpet with both hands.