If only I could keep flying.

Wu Zhen had this idea in his heart, although he felt that it was unattainable.

A few zombies flew in front of them, and they also jumped.

Air combat?

Wu Zhen was not afraid at all.

In the air, the reaction time is very short, and any attack action will be affected a lot, action deformation is very common, besides, no matter how many opponents there are, in a specific extremely short period of time, it will always be one-on-one. This time is enough for Wu Zhen to react every step, in the face of any zombie that attacks and transforms, he is not afraid, in this group of zombies, he is not afraid of much.

Wu Zhen turned sideways, dodged a zombie's fist, and quickly approached the zombie's chest.

Die.

With a chisel of his left hand, he chiseled the zombie's neck in one fell swoop.

Then with the movement of his left hand, his right leg flung up, colliding with the body of a zombie.

Syllable!

The zombie's hard forehead protrudes with a few extra toe bones, digging deep into its brain.

After making two rounds of attacks, Wu Zhen didn't have the strength to change his moves anymore and landed heavily on the ground. Don't stop, lean forward. As for some of the other zombies that jumped into the air at the same time, their attacks were basically fixed regardless of direction or strength, and it could be said that they were completely using their bodies to hit Wu Zhen, he had already changed his movements, and these attacks were naturally dodged.

The patience of the zombies is too good, and the fight is also very fierce, after Wu Zhen paid the price of half a foot, he finally rushed out of the mountain pass, but the ninth-level zombies came.

It was in front of Wu Zhen.

Wu Zhen didn't dare to move, compared to the ninth-level zombies, it would prefer to have a battle with the zombie group, so that it wouldn't die too miserably.

I can only fight.

After this battle, Wu Zhen's control over the zombie body has improved a lot, but it still can't be compared with the ninth-level zombie, and it can only be said that the gap is smaller. No matter how you look at this battle, Wu Zhen can't win, what is his advantage? The soul of the tenth level, this soul cannot directly affect the outcome of the battle, not to mention that the difference in momentum between the two sides is very small, and the ninth and tenth levels are not the gap between the tenth level and the god level, the former is also a small river ditch, and the latter is equivalent to a heavenly moat.

Click!

Wu Zhen ripped off his right arm and put it into the space. In the run just now, the contact between this arm and the body is even more fragile, not only can not help him, but also often affects his movements, first unloaded, can live and then put it on.

After the tenth level of the soul, he regained the right to use the space, however, his second task is not yet completed, only if the body and soul are level ten, he can be regarded as a level ten evolutionary, and he will become the second level ten evolutionary in the world, and then he will get some rewards.

Seeing this, the eyes of the ninth-level zombie changed, and he thought it was just a little zombie with bad intentions, but he didn't expect to be the same as himself, and he actually had a mark.

Can't let this zombie grow!

Zombies can only have one king.

Wu Zhen's thoughts are similar to it, he can't let this zombie grow, otherwise it will not be easy for humans to kill it in the future. However, this is just Wu Zhen's idea, this zombie is definitely going to die, but now is not the time, and now he is not capable of killing their leader in front of a large group of zombies!

"Why did you betray me?" The ninth-level zombie couldn't have imagined that Wu Zhen had the appearance of a zombie, but he had a human soul, so after smelling some unusual smells, he was very puzzled.

Wu Zhen spread his soul, looking for the best escape route around, facing the ninth-level zombies, his chances of winning now are too small, fortunately the zombies are not involved, or he will die.

Pretending to be contemplative, seeing that the ninth-level zombies were about to get impatient, Wu Zhencai said solemnly: "I am a peace-loving zombie, and humans are our friends. ”

Wu Zhen didn't intend to succeed in fooling the ninth-level zombies, but what he didn't expect was that what the ninth-level zombies said shocked him.

"You're sick!"

Yo he! Zombies can still say such things, Wu Zhen is really insightful.

The ninth-level zombie has no intention of attacking for the time being, and it seems that he still wants to persuade Wu Zhen to let him turn back.

Wu Zhenle listened to its nonsense, and in his heart he was thinking about how to get out.

"We are zombies, we used to be humans, but we are zombies anymore, we can't change."

Hearing this, Wu Zhen suddenly became sad for a life like zombies. They have no choice, and when the disaster begins, they become zombies, which is chosen, and it is not themselves who control their fate, but the heavens.

Here, no one is in control of their own destiny.

Every life is a puppet that is ~manipulated.

Wu Zhen's soul aura was weakening, and he didn't realize it himself.

On the other side, the black pupils of the ninth-level zombie kept staring at Wu Zhen, its mouth was tightly pursed, and it looked at Wu Zhen like this from beginning to end, without saying a word.

Wrong!

Wu Zhen almost said, this situation is very weird! Why would a zombie say such meaningful words, unless, it is an illusion.

He had such an experience, and when he met King Jiang, he was trapped in the illusory environment created by King Jiang, and that illusion was too powerful, directly constructing a mighty Yangtze River. This is different, although the ninth-level zombies are completely incomparable with King Jiang, but now he is also very weak, and his soul is still in the seventh-level zombies, and the ninth-level zombies must have unique control over the seventh-level zombies.

Boom!

Wu Zhen's soul shook and he regained control of the situation. At this time, he saw what the ninth-level zombie was doing, it was actually approaching, its thin fingers hanging in the air, and it was still a foot away from the blood paper in his left hand.

It turned out that the goal of the ninth-level zombies was this, and the use of the level suppression among the zombies to confuse Wu Zhen was probably because he was afraid that Wu Zhen would destroy this piece of paper.

Wu Zhen Wu Zhen took a step back, raised his left hand, put the blood paper to his mouth, and smelled the delicious blood, Wu Zhen almost couldn't control the body of the zombie, if he absorbed the blood stains on this paper, he might not be able to forget this smell for the rest of his life, and because of this fatal temptation ~ bewilderment, he will definitely always look for the owner of the blood, at this time he understood, this is the idea of a ninth-level zombie, as long as it is a zombie, once he swallows this paper, he will be controlled by instinctive desire, fortunately he is a human being.

The blood paper swayed in the air, slapping on Wu Zhen's shriveled mouth from time to time, and he opened his mouth wide and made a gesture to swallow it.

"Don't!"

The ninth-level zombie was in a hurry.

"Let me go!"

"You want to die!"

The ninth-level zombie didn't have any patience anymore and pounced directly. To it, the blood paper is more important than Wu Zhen, but for Wu Zhen, the blood paper is not as good as his life, if he doesn't dare to eat this paper, then he will definitely die. What it didn't know was that Wu Zhen really didn't plan to eat the paper, but he didn't want to die either. When he saw that the blood paper had such a great impact on the ninth-level zombies, he had already thought of a way, and the chance of surviving this time changed from three to fifty percent.