The golden light flashed several times in a row, and the upgraded Zheng Jingren's face was less childish and more majestic. The Xuanjin Nine Dragons gown in his hand was automatically put on his body, and the twelve crowns on his head turned into a golden ring of hair on his head, and his long black hair flew out.

The fat man looked left and right, yes, this Mi Luo Zhi True Jade Emperor Trick is really a good thing, so that a pseudo-girl who was almost regarded as a beauty by her brother suddenly became domineering. Coupled with this dress, the ninety-five supreme in the whole drama.

"What are you cultivating now, how many levels have you improved, and how heavy has that Zixiao Fu Mantra Great Liberation cultivated to?" The fat man looked at Zheng Jingren's confident eyes and asked curiously.

"Fat uncle, I am now building a foundation for mid-level cultivation, and the Zixiao Fu Mantra has reached the second level, and now I can use the Fu to summon the Yellow Turban Force, or use the Fu to bless the Yellow Turban Force's ability on my own body" Zheng Jingren said excitedly with a look of gratitude on his face.

"Let's go, we have to hurry back and deal with that level 5 zombie and those hairy zombies, otherwise, Fengtian will be in danger." As soon as the fat man heard that the foundation was in the middle stage, he made up his mind, and pulled Zheng Jingren to cast the earth escape charm casually.

A flash of golden light flashed, and the figures of the two fat men emerged from the ground. The sound of guns and cannons in the outer ring of Fengtian was endless, and the army was still insisting on fighting, and it did not break up, the fat man put his mind at ease and said to Zheng Jingren, I will go first. A mouth, a purple light erupted from the mouth, the light flashed in the air, turned into a big sword in the air, circled around the fat man, the fat man rose up, the big sword was in front, the fat man was behind, chasing the stars and the moon in the air and rushing towards the outer ring.

Is this Edgeworth's flight? What a wonderful feeling, the fat man in the air envoy flying sword, like a meteor shooting forward, the oncoming cold wind was blocked by a thin air cover, the fat man's heart moved, the whole body sword force urged, the big sword in front of him flashed a streamer, the fat man's flight speed suddenly increased to the extreme, a light flashed, and the person had disappeared in the air.

At this time, the battle situation in the outer ring of Fengtian was extremely fierce, and the flying yaksha was mad, and in the short period of time after the fat man disappeared, he killed seventy or eighty members of the Ability Legion in one go. Liu Yishou, the commander of the 93rd Army, had already had the intention of retreating, but the battle situation was intertwined, and it became a pot of porridge, and now there is no way to retreat, there are zombies everywhere outside, you retreat there, you have to command your subordinates here to attack these zombies desperately.

Four reinforced regiments have been added to the forefront here, and after a while, the soldiers who had just been added were killed by a large number of Mao zombies who pounced, and there were only a few left, Liu Yishou shouted in the loudspeaker: "What about the 545 regiment, give it to me, you can't let the zombies tear the opening, plug it for me, if the zombies rush in, we will be all finished." Give it to me". Under Liu Yishou's order, another regiment of more than 1,000 people, quickly armed with weapons, rushed up at these Mao stiffs who rushed up.

Niu Xing is an ordinary warrior, and he has not awakened any supernatural powers when the end of the world comes, so he has to honestly cultivate the five elements of heaven and earth, fortunately, the troops have enough crystal nuclei for them to absorb every day, and in just half a month, they have cultivated to the realm of the great perfection of the day after tomorrow. However, in the face of these stiffnesses, there was nothing he could do with his strength, and he had to desperately turn the fire of the miniature submachine gun in his hand to the maximum, and kept venting the bullets on the rushing zombies.

Just as they were shooting the jumping corpse with all their might, a few Mao Zombies jumped out from the side, a few leaped in front of them, and reached out to tear a few comrades next to them in half, Niu Xing was not afraid, and there was no need to be afraid, there were enough people who died today, Niu Xing looked at the rushing Mao Zombie coldly, and his subordinates did not stop, and kept hitting the bullet at Mao Zombie. Niu Xing knew that he would soon go on the road with these sacrificed comrades. Mao Zhuang rushed over, stretched out his long plush arm to Niu Xing, and grabbed it fiercely with a pair of sharp claws, Niu Xing knew that as long as the other party grabbed him and tore both sides hard, he would be the same as his comrade just now, turning into two bloody corpses and being thrown to the ground by Mao Zhuang.

Niu Xing looked at the stiff hair that rushed over, under the threat of death, a pair of pupils shrank to the minimum, and sighed secretly, it's over, Mom and Dad, I'm here! Be prepared to accept the fate of death.

Seeing that Mao Zhuang's sharp grasp was about to touch Niu Xing's shoulder, a long laugh came from the distant air: "The sword comes by the wind, between the demon world and the world, there is wine and joy, and I am also upside down without wine, drink all the rivers, and then drink and swallow the moon, a thousand cups of drunkenness, only I am a wine and sword fairy." Hahahaha". A streamer flashed, and there was an unattractive fat man in the air. A golden ray shot out from around the fat man's body, turned down the way, and returned to the fat man's side, turning into a huge big sword, and staying at the fat man's feet.

Niu Xing only felt that the zombies on the other side trembled, and before he could react to what was happening, several stiff heads on the opposite side had turned into two halves and fell to the ground obliquely. It turned out that the fat man made a move.

The fat man stood in the air, feeling the incomparably solid feeling of the big sword under his feet, and said to himself: "Well, by the way, is this called the flight of the sword?" The fat man's first sword, relaxed and happy, he chanted out a few mantras of the Shushan Sword Immortal watched on TV, not calling himself a wine sword fairy, the old man of the system only called him a pig sword fairy in the fat man's mind. The fat man disdains to tease the old man of the system, brother's style, how can you understand.

Killed more than a dozen hair stiffs, the fat man reacted, brother is here to find the flying yaksha for revenge, by the way, what about the flying yaksha, the fat man looked around, and found the traces of this yaksha in the sky above a trench in front. This guy is flying back and forth in the low air, killing the military paranormal in all directions.

The fat man's heart moved, and the big sword thought about the fat man, wrapped the fat man and flew towards the Yaksha. This Yaksha is carrying a supernatural person who is ready to kill the killer, the fat man has quickly arrived in front of it, the big fat man came to the fat man's hand in a flash, the fat man's big sword round, full of strength, the sword force in the body is running, and the flying Yaksha is slapped on the ground with the spine of the sword.

The fat man quickly rose into the air, holding a big sword in his hand, looking at the yaksha fluttering on the ground with a funny smile: "Cool, brother will charge some interest first." Zheng Jingren also flew to the scene at this time, and the fat man shouted at him: "Brother Zheng, this yaksha will be handed over to me to deal with, you go and deal with those stiffnesses, hurry up, the army can't stand it." After shouting, the fat man quietly looked at the Flying Yaksha who struggled to get up and flew into the air, and secretly thought in his heart how to repair this Yaksha

Get back the nest qi you received before.

After Zheng Jingren got the fat man's instructions, he didn't dare to slack off, he stood in mid-air, the Juxian Flag in his left hand was unfolded in the wind, and there was already a golden talisman in his right hand. Heaven is impermanent, the earth is nowhere to be seen, the sky is clear and the earth is spiritual, and the spirit is followed. A little chaos, the gas of heaven and earth turns into a universe, two points of yin and yang, drawing the heavenly track and knowing the fate, three points of the moon and stars and three lights, locating the number of stars and lives, four points of ghosts and gods, breeding through my magic, the law is born from the void, and the law is born from the void. The Xuanjin Nine Dragons gown on his body danced in the wind, his clothes fluttered, and his long hair tied up with gold rings flew in the wind. The army soldiers below were only dumbfounded, thinking they were in a dream.

With Zheng Jingren's full recitation, the golden light emitted by the talisman in the air became more and more abundant, and the whole heaven and earth suddenly dimmed, and Zhou Tian was dotted with stars, as if it was night. With the last Zizhen Zhenren's soft shout, a golden light shot from the sky constellation, and a yellow-robed wrestler appeared from the sky, about two feet high, white clouds rising under his feet, bare arms, tendons in his hands winding, threatening, in the air to Zheng Jingren slightly bowed, the voice was like thunder: "See the emperor."

Zheng Jingren waved the sword finger in his right hand forward: "The Yellow Turban Warriors listen to the order, quickly kill these fourth-level Mao Zombies, in order to return the peace of heaven and earth, and the divine soldiers are as urgent as the law." Lux bowed his head: "Leader of the law"! Turning around, he rushed down towards the hair stiffness below.

The Yellow Turban Lux is not a second-class soldier in the heavenly realm, it is a cow, one punch, and the stiff hair smashed is the skin and flesh are open, the flesh and blood are blurred, and the eyes are not alive. A set of nameless fist techniques were unleashed, like a gust of wind rushing into Mao Zhuang's group, and when the fists were waved, Mao Zhuang was killed one after another.

The Yaksha here is miserable, the fat man has just eaten its big loss, and the anger in his stomach is better vented, just like playing a game of whack-a-mole, the Yaksha pounced into the sky, and was slapped back to the ground by the fat man with the spine of the sword, and over and over again, the Yaksha tossed was that he wanted to cry without tears, he couldn't live, he couldn't die.

Caught in a rage, the Flying Yaksha finally went berserk, and after standing on the ground, he roared at the fat man in the sky, and a huge wave of sound rushed towards the fat man in the air. Yaksha spun violently, and the hair all over his body, along with the sharp nails on his ten fingers, rushed up behind the sound wave like an overwhelming rain of arrows.