As soon as the eighth-level zombie turned around, he saw a huge cement slab falling from the sky.

In a panic, it raised its two arms and stood in front of it.

Boom!

The cement slab rolled all the way, knocking the zombie away, and the instantaneous contact directly crushed the countless bones on its body, and its two arms were almost shattered, hanging down weakly.

The cement slab fell to the ground, cracking the exit cracks, and the eighth-level zombie also fell to the ground, maintaining a very weird posture and pumping constantly. Cramp.

The place where the eighth-level zombie landed was not far in front of the seventh-level zombie, it looked at the smoke and dust in front of it, and came to a conclusion, the life of the sudden shot was about the same as it, at least in terms of strength, without defense, it was smashed out and seriously injured, but as long as it could kill the seventh-level zombie behind it, it still had a chance to live.

In the same way as the eighth-level zombie thought, the seventh-level zombie also thought the same, it supported the ground with its hands and dragged its body outwards with force.

Snort!

Sting!

The skin and flesh on the waist of the seventh-level zombie were pulled to the limit and cracked violently, and the bones inside had already been broken, rubbed together indiscriminately, and it was easy to tear apart, and the back half of its body was left under the cement slab.

The eighth-level zombie staggered along, raised one foot, and aimed at the half zombie crawling on the ground.

The seventh-level zombie raised his head, his purple eyes flashed with a strange light, his hands were propped up, his body jumped up, he jumped out, grabbed the eighth-level zombie by his waist, and knocked it out.

Boom!

The two zombies hugged each other and rolled around on the ground, the eighth-level zombies had broken arms and were powerless to attack, only double. The legs and mouth can attack, but the seventh-level zombie on the body is only half of the body, its feet can't reach, it can only use its mouth, the seventh-level zombie is similar, the claws must hold the eighth-level zombie tightly, otherwise let it break free. It can kick itself to death with a few kicks, it has no back half of its body, and all that can move is its mouth.

The two zombies opened their mouths at the same time and bit each other's neck bones. Pull hard.

Kerra!

The mouth of the seventh-level zombie was detached from the neck of the eighth-level zombie, and it was holding a piece of rotten meat in its mouth, and a bone was wrapped in the rotten meat.

A hole appeared in the neck of the eighth-level zombie, and a thick, blackened unknown liquid flowed out of the hole.

Level 7 zombies have the upper hand, but level 8 zombies are even more fierce. Completely ignoring the injury on his neck, he shook his head vigorously, bit it, and bit down the jaw of the seventh-level zombie and ripped off its jaw.

At the end of the dusty dark road, the sixth-level zombie squatted on the ground, and the bones in his body trembled.

Wu Zhen couldn't go out and fight hard with two zombies of level seven or eight, its current combat power was too weak, so he thought of another way, throwing stones. Although there is not much combat power left, but the strength is still there, but he underestimated the weight of the cement slab, and only threw out a piece, which almost crushed him apart, he has been resting for seven seconds, in the process, the battle between the two zombies is becoming more and more cruel, almost over, if one is killed by the other. Wu Zhen lost.

The human body can't come out, this is Beicheng, there are a lot of tenth-level aliens, he just needs to come out. There is no doubt that he will die, and the zombie's body is also fragile, and there is not much power left, so there is one power left to use, and that is his soul power. If he is reckless, he will win.

The two zombies rolled into the depths of the store, more than ten meters away from Wu Zhen.

He slowly approached a smaller cement slab and clawed at it. Live on both sides, and the power in your body surges.

Creak! Crunch!

The sixth-level zombie with no flesh and skin and only a skeleton looked very thin, and when he tried to lift the boulder again, the slender leg bones under great pressure shook wildly, and it seemed that he would be shattered in the next second.

"Thousand! Thousand...... Soul! Crack! ”

A few words popped out between the zombies' teeth.

The weakened soul is like the remnants of water in a cup, poured out at once.

The soul is very weak, but after all, it is a tenth-level soul, which is qualitatively far superior to a seventh- or eighth-level zombie.

The cement slab was finally lifted, but Wu Zhen, who was pressed underneath, shook like a sieve, and despite the assistance of his soul, most of the power above was pressed on his bones, which made a dense and crisp clicking sound. Thousand Soul Crack will not provide much pure power, what it provides is a bonus to combat power, this cement slab will burst out with stronger power than just now, but the premise is that Wu Zhen can smash it on two zombies more than ten meters away.

"Roar!"

Wu Zhen yelled, the arms holding the cement slab clicked, he stepped and ran, the cement slab leaned forward instantly, it seemed that he had lost his balance, if Wu Zhen stopped, this stone would crush his hundreds of bones, so he could only keep moving forward.

When Wu Zhen launched the Thousand Soul Split, the hidden effect of the soul on himself almost completely disappeared, and the two zombies in the distance finally discovered the hidden breath of life, just like them, they were zombies, but it was only a sixth-level zombie, but even if it was a fifth-level zombie, it was possible to kill them now, but they could no longer break free from the other party's hands, unless they solved the opponent, otherwise, it was very likely that they would be picked up by the sixth-level zombies who rushed over.

Wu Zhen's roar attracted the attention of the two zombies, and the black eyes of the eighth-level zombie reflected Wu Zhen's excessively thin skeleton and the large cement slab above its head.

"Roar!"

The eighth-level zombie panicked and struggled out from the hands of the seventh-level zombie, but how could the seventh-level zombie be willing to give up, it also heard the roar of the sixth-level zombie, but it couldn't see it, it thought that the threat of the sixth-level zombie was not as great as the eighth-level zombie it was holding.

The seventh-level zombie bit down in one bite, and the gums. The teeth on it were almost all stuck to the rotten flesh and bone cracks on the neck of the eighth-level zombie, but it did not give up, trying to bite again and again, using the eroded gums and mouth.

Finished!

The eighth-level zombie raised its head, looking at the shadow falling from the sky, despair permeated all its consciousness, for the attack of the seventh-level zombie, it had no energy to resist, there was no need.

Rumble!

The cement slab fell, crushing the two zombies underneath, and after a frantic explosion, the two zombies turned into broken bones and rotten flesh, and they could not die again.

Wu Zhen fell to the side and rolled several meters, but he was still hit by the flying stones, and the two ribs that had cracked before clicked and snapped.

Win!

Wu Zhen was lying on the ground, the green glow in his eyes was getting deeper and deeper, and the energy obtained from killing the two zombies had burst out from his body, frantically repairing the injuries on his body. If nothing else, he will be promoted to the seventh level, but it can't do this, in Beicheng, the role of the zombie body is greater, unless the grasp is great, it is best not to show up, he should do his best to improve the combat effectiveness of the zombie, but he is a person after all.

Forty percent of the energy vanished, pouring into the human body within the imprint. (To be continued.) )