Titicaca!

An abnormal sound of broken bones came from the female zombie's body.

The female zombie who was gnawing on Wu Zhen's shoulder did not move.

Snort!

On the neck of the female zombie, the flesh exploded, and five fingers stretched out.

Sting!

The five fingers were raised, the skin and flesh connected to the head and body were cracked, and the fragile neck bones could not support it, and they exploded one by one, and the entire head of the female zombie was pushed up.

The black mucus ~ liquid flowed down from her neck, and the female zombie's purple and black eyes widened, very unwilling.

With a flick of his fingers, he threw his head away, and the hand that had burrowed into the corpse stepped down.

The hand went from the female zombie's neck to the ribcage, and then to the abdomen, and pulled out of the large hole in the abdomen.

Compared with ruthlessness, this female zombie can't win against Wu Zhen, so it died.

The female zombie's headless body staggered and fell to the side, Wu Zhen stretched out his only hand, hugged the female zombie, and then put his head into the female zombie's neck, frantically ** the mucus ~ liquid inside, biting the rotten meat on it with a big gulp, biting a lump and swallowing it in his stomach.

Wu Zhen broke off the hard bones on the female zombie's body one by one, and in the erosive mouth, two rows of rotten teeth clicked and chewed, mixed with organ fragments that could not be distinguished, and swallowed them into his stomach with his head tilted.

After ten minutes, the number of zombies was reduced by half, and the remaining zombies looked more fierce, and their combat power increased by at least one level, but it was a pity that none of the zombies advanced. The best performers were Wu Zhen and another level 8 zombie, these two were already on the verge of breaking through.

The ninth-level zombie glanced at it a few times and slowly walked up the slope.

Wu Zhen and the other eighth-level zombies followed left and right, unabashedly showing their strength in front of the rest of the zombies, except for the ninth-level zombies, these two already had the most powerful combat skills, and now, the only thing that hindered them from becoming stronger was the level.

The eighth-level zombie quietly glanced at Wu Zhen, the only black eye showed a curious look, it is not strange that it is so strong, how can this seventh-level zombie have skills comparable to his own, but it is better to be stronger, kill this seventh-level little zombie, and he will definitely become the new king of zombies. Unconsciously, the eighth-level zombie hit Wu Zhen with his idea, and even thought of the good life he would have after becoming a ninth-level zombie, if he could kill the leader at that time, would he become an unprecedented tenth-level zombie.

Wu Zhen only had his left arm left, holding the broken right arm in his left hand, calmly climbing on the slope, after the practice of rushing down at the beginning, it was no longer difficult to walk up slowly like this. When he thought of the battle just now, he felt a pity in his heart, just a little bit. If the female zombie was a little stronger, she would have been level eight after eating it, alas! But fortunately, there is no more next to it! The ninth-level zombies can't win, this one doesn't have to.

A suitable opportunity is needed.

The ninth-level zombie didn't know Wu Zhen's thoughts, but it knew very well the thoughts of the eighth-level zombie behind it, because a long time ago, it was like this itself, fortunately, it successfully killed the original leader, and the zombie behind it, it wouldn't give it a chance. It can train its subordinates, but once it threatens its position, even if it's just an idea, it's damned.

About three ~ o'clock in the morning, the ninth-level zombies led more than a hundred zombies back to the mountain col with a completely changed shape, and after waiting for a while, the zombie teams came back, close to the early hours of the morning, and the last team also came back, when they left, there were thirteen, but only one came back.

This zombie's arms are gone, as if they have been cut by a sharp weapon, the incision is smooth, and there is a large hole in its chest that is transparent from front to back, and the most frightening thing is that it actually has a frightened expression on its face.

The emotions of zombies have been weakened many times, what can make a zombie afraid of being like this, not only Wu Zhen is curious, but the ninth-level zombie is also curious, of course, as the leader of the zombies, it is not only curious but also angry, this is breaking ground on Tai Sui's head, and it should be taught a lesson.

"People...... Mankind! ”

The zombie walked up to the leader and said inarticulately.

The ninth-level zombie was holding it, and just wanted to ask clearly, when suddenly there was a snap, the head of this zombie ...... Dropped.

The neck is also a very flat incision, it can be seen that the speed of this sharp weapon was very fast at that time, after completely cutting off the neck of the zombie, it did not bring the head down, and the short maintenance made it not die immediately, and now there is a shaking, and the head falls off.

Awesome humans.

The ninth-level zombie took two steps back, sat down, and adjusted its breath slightly, it met an interesting opponent as a sign of respect, and it wanted to greet him in the best condition.

The whole col fell into an eerie silence, and the battle was about to begin again, but the number of enemies should not be large, and the strength was not strong enough to require them all, so the leader was interested, so let it come.

Wu Zhen is also adjusting, and he may have to help after a while, yes, it's not a favor. Looking at the incision on the zombie's body, it should have been killed by a human with a sword or something like that, and he couldn't watch a human being killed by a zombie.

The right arm is broken, it's not a minor injury, if you have enough energy, it would be easy to pick it up, but now it's not! What Wu Zhen needs most now is energy, whether it is a zombie body or a human body, it needs energy to evolve.

Wu Zhen pressed his right arm on the broken arm, and a trace of energy immediately automatically popped out of the bone, and the energy was like a silk thread, winding around the section until the broken arm was connected.

The eighth-level zombie squatted not far from Wu Zhen, originally it was not interested in Wu Zhen, but it just regarded Wu Zhen as a powerful seventh-level zombie, after all, there were still a lot of eighth-level zombies around, and there was no need to pay attention to a seventh-level zombie with a better performance, however, seeing Wu Zhen's deep appearance, it suddenly became interested, before killing Wu Zhen, it wanted to know more about this zombie.

Behind the two zombies, the ninth-level zombie was looking at this eighth-level zombie in a daze, and it was still thinking about what way to kill it, which could easily solve this threat without arousing the vigilance of other eighth-level zombies, the king was not good, since becoming the queen of this corpse group, it had to think about many things, thinking about it like this, the more he evolved, the less decisive he became, as if he had become another creature.

There are still an hour or two before dawn, Wu Zhen really hopes that the human race has gone away, at this time the ninth-level zombie stood up, it is similar to what Wu Zhen thought, and if he waits, he will go away, so he can't wait.