The impact of that arrow was extremely powerful, and coupled with the power of cinnabar to destroy evil spirits, it directly cut a wound on Fei Stiff's face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sharp pain made Fei Zombie roar angrily, and he immediately gave up his goal and threw himself at the spiritual heart, although angry, it was still very clever to jump along the periphery of the formation circle.

At this time, Lingxin saw that Fei Jian did not hit the plan, but pounced on him viciously, and his heart was a little panicked, and his movements stopped for a few seconds.

But in this short period of time, Fei Zhuang's sharp fingernails had already reached her face, and just as she was about to touch her, a loud noise was heard in the air, and then Fei Zhuang's footsteps stopped abruptly, and a broken wooden stick fell to the ground.

Lingxin responded to the prestige, and saw a villager hanging in the air holding the other half of a wooden stick in his hands, his eyes entangled with struggle and fear.

It turned out that after seeing Fei Zombie attacking Lingxin, this villager suppressed the fear in his heart and attacked Fei Zhuang with his only weapon, a wooden stick, in order to prevent his own saint from being harmed.

Fei Zhuang, who was attacked again, became even more angry, and the last vestiges of reason were also overwhelmed by anger, and with a turn, he instantly threw the villager to the ground, biting him on the shoulder, and tearing off a piece of flesh and blood.

"Ahh

A heart-rending shout sounded in the night sky, and everyone around couldn't help but shudder!

The smell of blood made Fei Jian become excited, and he began to gnaw on the pieces of meat in his mouth, and then looked at the villager, the flesh and blood on his shoulders were blurred, and his mouth kept making miserable screams, and he was trembling in pain, but he couldn't break free from the sharp claws that Fei Jian pierced into his body.

"What are you doing, hurry up and save people!"

Lingxin's cold rebuke woke up several villagers who were standing in place, and they immediately realized the urgency of the situation, and immediately summoned up their courage and launched an attack on Fei Jian with a wooden stick and a big knife.

The wooden stick had no effect on the Flying Zombie, only the cinnabar-coated blade slashed the Flying Zombie's back one after another, but these were no different from scratching the Flying Zombie.

It dropped the half-dead man in its hand, and the moment it stood up, it swept the weapons around it with two powerful arms.

A few villagers only felt a strong attack, and the shock made the tiger's mouth numb, and they subconsciously let go, and the weapons in their hands flew out one after another.

At the moment when the two sides were fighting, Lingxin saw the opportunity, raised the bow and arrow in his hand, and shot three arrows in a row towards the back of the frozen heart.

The arrows silently attacked the flying stiff, and before it could react, it was shot squarely, and three long arrows sank deep into its flesh, accompanied by a "hissing" sound of being corroded by cinnabar.

Fei Stiff let out a few strange screams of "grunt", grinned to reveal Bai Sensen's fangs, and angrily turned around and pounced on Lingxin, the person who had scars himself again and again.

The villagers who escaped rushed to check on the condition of the injured person, but unfortunately he was already out of breath and intake in less air, and his whole body was dyed with jet black, obviously because of the zombie poison.

Lingxin, who had been guarded for a long time, hurriedly took a few steps back and stepped into the formation circle, and the zombie who was rational because of anger followed in without thinking about it.

After its feet stepped into the formation, Lingxin immediately took out a dagger and slashed at the wrist that was as white as snow, and strands of crimson blood flowed out of the wound and dripped into the bronze cylinder at Lingxin's feet.

After reaching a certain height, the blood flows out of the gap in the cylinder and spreads rapidly along the lines on the connecting chains.

The circle of bronze cylinders and chains, soaked in blood, emitted a strong blood-colored light, enveloping the entire flying freeze like an overwhelming curtain of light.

Fei Jian suddenly felt the temperature around him keep rising, as if it was about to melt it, and the air became hot and oppressive.

A huge sense of crisis came to Fei Zhuang's mind, and it realized that it had fallen into a trap in a hurry, and immediately became irritable, rushing towards the red light curtain, intending to use brute force to knock the light curtain open.

It's just that its full force blow is like hitting the strongest thing in the world, it has no effect, and it touches the light curtain, and burns both claws.

Angry, it jumped around wildly inside, but there was nothing to do, and it didn't dare to attack easily.

At this time, Lingxin's face was even paler, the formation of this barrier alone consumed a quarter of the blood in her body, if the flying zombie was not killed before her blood dried up, it would be terrible.

As the blood flowed little by little in the groove of the chain, the light curtain, which was originally just a pale red, became a little darker, and in the dim night, it looked even more demonic.

At this time, the temperature in the light curtain had risen to a terrifying height, the damp ground had evaporated into a dry and crumbling hard road, and the situation of the flying stiff was even more difficult.

Waves of heat continue to hit its whole body, and the white fluff is standing up one by one, with its hideous face, if you combine photos, it will definitely scare a group of children.

It began to realize that it could not sit still, so it risked the consequences of being burned and attacked the light curtain again, and several times the collision with all its strength made the light curtain a little unstable, shaky, as if it could be broken at any moment.

Seeing this, Lingxin was immediately shocked, this flying stiffness was so powerful, if he destroyed the light curtain, the people in their entire village would really have no way to live.

Lingxin made a quick decision, and slashed his other wrist again, and double the blood flowed into the cylinder, and the color of the light curtain had become a little black at this time.

The stiff, shriveled and emaciated body began to melt away from the heat, and there were small blisters on his arms that resembled burns.

At this time, it didn't have the fierce spirit just now, so it could only curl up on the ground and twist its body in pain.

When the last drop of Lingxin's blood dried up, the flying stiff also turned into a pool of foul-smelling black water, and the light curtain on the formation also dissipated, and Lingxin closed his eyes with relief and fell down.

"Holy Maiden, Holy Maiden!"

Shengsheng shouted urgently, and several villagers gathered in front of Lingxin, but this pure beauty was no longer breathing and turned into a cold corpse.

Immediately, someone went door to door to inform the villagers that the monster had been successfully destroyed.

The villagers, who had been unable to sleep because of their anxiety, immediately put on their clothes and gathered at the entrance of the village.

Although they had a premonition, when they saw the two corpses lying on the ground with their own eyes, they couldn't help but fall to their knees and cry.

The two elders led the new saint who had just turned thirteen, knelt in front of her, and kept wiping her tears.