In the gloomy night, a group of spirits in the dilapidated classroom scattered faint fluorescents, their translucent bodies floating in the air, looking at Zhu Peng who dragged the classroom door open. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 At the same time, the strange middle-aged man with blond hair had already run over, and he slammed into Zhu Peng's cheek with a fierce expression.

"What are you running, what are you running???"

The many translucent spirits in the classroom suddenly turned into a silver-white burning ball of various sizes, and they slammed at the man who dragged the classroom open.

At this time, the middle-aged man with blond hair was punching Zhu Peng in the cheek, but he was clamped by the other party's shaking hand, and with the momentum of the middle-aged man, Zhu Peng held the other party's cold and stiff body in his arms and blocked it in front of him.

Rumble!!!

Except that there was no sound that could be heard, just from the color of the light that exploded in an instant, it was simply a strong light bomb that exploded, Zhu Peng held the blonde man and dodged the hard shoulder but couldn't avoid the accompanying impact, he and the blonde man smashed down from the window on the third floor. Silvery-white spirits flew in the sky, some of them regrouped and translucent human bodies stood in mid-air looking at the results below, some were scattered in the sky, and some of them disappeared after this blow......

Zhu Peng ran from the second floor to the third floor just now in the running around the building, and the height of the third floor was enough to kill a person. Twisted in mid-air and pulled out the two-handed long sword on his back, Zhu Peng's sword hit the cement ground sideways, the solid sword body bent out of a huge arc, and the next moment Zhu Peng's body turned around and landed on the ground with both feet, and then plopped, the blonde middle-aged man wearing chain armor fell heavily on the cement floor, and there was not much blood spilled under the corpse, but the body that was hit by a large amount of silver-white light showed a large area of burning scars, and what was even more terrifying was that it was not only the flesh that was hurt.

He struggled a few times to sit up, but couldn't.

“...... Tell me, what the hell is wrong with me?" As if realizing that his death was near, at the last moment, the middle-aged man with blonde hair regained clarity in his eyes, and he opened his mouth to question the man standing with a sword beside him.

"............" After a moment of silence, Zhu Peng stood up straight and looked at the zombies gathered around him and the spirits floating in mid-air, and after making sure that he couldn't run now, he opened his mouth to answer the other party's question.

"In my homeland, you are called a ghost, you are dead, but in this environment where negative energy particles are extremely abundant, your undead spirit is still attached to your body and moves freely. So you know that you are dead, your heart is no longer beating, your body is no longer soft, but you don't know or don't want to believe that you are dead, you can move freely, although you can't feel the fragrance when you smoke, although you gradually lose all your senses and touches, but you don't want to believe that your will to die covers everything, and even distorts your memory...... But you know it in your heart, so you will long to have contact with all the living, and then drag them to die with you, so that will make you feel some comfort in your heart?

In my native country, this is called the act of replacing the dead. However, it is also human nature, greed, hatred, resentment, and hatred, and our human soul contains these factors. Glancing around, adjusting the qi and blood in his body, and concentrating on boiling his magic power, Zhu Peng replied while looking for the weakest gap surrounded by monsters around him, although judging from the posture in front of him, it was already an impossible task to find the abyss believers in the state of more than eighty percent.

"I see, that's the case......"

Receiving Zhu Peng's answer, the middle-aged man lying on the cold concrete floor sighed faintly, at the last moment, he seemed to have recovered all his memories that had been distorted, and his companions from the former adventure team were waving and shouting to him in the light. Then, the middle-aged blonde professional slowly closed his eyelids, his bones rotting and scattering at a rate visible to the naked eye.

If it was in Zhu Peng's homeland, his situation might mean that he had already been reborn, but in the wizarding world, Zhu Peng didn't know what the scene in front of him meant, and he didn't have time to think about it.

...... The boiling qi and blood of the Earth National Art Grandmaster has a strong killing effect on the undead, but this effect must at least be the rebirth of the Great Grandmaster of the Bao Dan Realm, and then every time the essence is further advanced, the prosperity of the qi and blood will increase exponentially......

(Twenty-eight minutes, if you can find the Abyss Believer within the time limit, continue to do it, and if you can't find it, evacuate immediately, and don't stay for a second.) Set the timer vibration on the phone, and then Zhu Peng held the two-handed long sword in both hands and launched a charge towards a relatively weak position, those zombies and resentful spirits didn't know what to think of to besiege but not attack, but Zhu Peng couldn't let time be consumed like this after a slight adjustment.

This is their home turf, and the longer it drags on, the more numerous they become, and the more dense they become. And with the progress of the evil ritual, the number of deaths increases, and their strength is also slowly increasing.

Deliberately selected the direction where there are relatively many small zombies and resentful spirits to break through, after all, Zhu Peng has the auxiliary soul system to protect the spiritual will, and compared with other professionals of the same level, he has a great defensive advantage in the face of spiritual impact.

The silver-white resentful spirit flame could not be defended through the body, taking away some of the heat and physical strength, and the spiritual impact formed by the gathering of a large number of small zombies even distorted Zhu Peng's vision:

At this moment, the world in his eyes, what he saw on the left was a blue sky and white clouds, bright sunshine sprinkled on Jinling Primary School, beautiful female teachers and cute bear children...... What you see on the right is the eerie night, the rotting cheeks showing the bones and the zombies screaming at their teeth, and they pounce on themselves in large swaths to tear at my flesh.

The illusion is so peaceful and beautiful, and the reality is so cruel and ugly.

Zhu Peng roared and calmed his will to swing his sword and charge in the crowd of corpses, his physical strength is not unlimited, his spiritual will is not steel, he will also be tired, weak and completely collapse.

As the battle progressed, the gloomy night in front of him was gradually replaced by the peaceful campus under the sun, and Zhu Peng was lying on the iron box on the roof of the building that was warmed by the sun, lazily covering his cheeks with a book, and sniffing the fragrance of books for a nap. In reality, Zhu Peng was half-kneeling on the ground, his eyes could no longer see the night and zombies at all, which showed that his physical strength was on the verge of limit, although there were countless slashed zombies around him, but his brain had begun to accept the deception of illusion and convey a beautiful and comfortable illusion to his master.

Like a blind man, after Zhu Peng frantically spun the round long sword and temporarily dispersed a wave of zombies, he half-knelt on the ground and quickly took out the purple ** medicine reagent treasured in his waist bag with a trembling left hand.

There has never been a moment when Zhu Peng has so deeply realized the greatness and strength of the potions master, at a critical moment, a bottle of medicine is a life.

Rumble!!!!!!

A huge explosion came from the central school building, and the accompanying shock shattered a large area of glass, and a divine light will power spread like a raging fire, although it was quickly extinguished in the yin tide, like a flame ignited in the deep sea.

But it also "washed" the dirty inside and outside of the school for a short time, Zhu Peng knew that it was fake, but the pictures that filled his brain were all shattered, and the zombies around him were better, washed by the breath of divine light, and the burning smoke was emitted around his body, but he could still hold on. Those disembodied spirits were miserable, and most of them were extinguished like flames under the fierce wind, and the remaining half also screamed and hid in embarrassment, obviously in a state of great vitality.

Looking at the monsters around him, and then at the potion in his hand, thinking about it, Zhu Peng plugged the stopper of the potion again, and then he rushed to the central teaching building in a few steps, and jumped directly through the window and broke in.

Although they didn't know which hidden professional it was, they obviously found Han Xueyi, a believer in the abyss, and gave the other party a ruthless blow under the battle.

...... The Qi and Blood of the Masters of the National Arts have the wonderful effect of restraining evil demons, but correspondingly, their Qi and Blood are also the love of many powerful demon races. The blood of a high-level wizard does not contain much power, even if it is the blood of a bloodline wizard warlock, although it is full of power, it is also dirty, only the national art Dan master's qi and blood are full of strength and incomparably pure (special note, this TM is not a good thing. For example, every Guoshu Dan Master is a sacrament that can hold a "blood feast" in the eyes of the blood clan. ）......

A remote room in the central school building, which was not a secret room but a secret room, was littered with beaten corpses and broken weapons, and more than a dozen people who were not weak had died here, especially one of them, an old man in a plain white robe and holding a light saber. The saber was discounted, and he himself was completely smashed into one wall, almost painted as a horrific mural of blurred flesh and blood.

The floor of the room, which was filled with corpses, magic power, and dark red glow, was densely packed with silver-gray curves, and ordinary people were probably completely stunned just by looking at this complicated array, and it was only the best part of this evil ritual to complete.

Inside the room, a woman swaying through the purgatory-like room with her ragged body exposed, she wasn't a zombie, at least not yet.

Zombies don't know how to use weapons, and she carries a large wooden hammer stained with blood in her right hand. Just now, she was the one who hammered more than a dozen professionals to death, and the exaggerated wooden hammer weighing nearly 100 catties was carried by such a thin and dirty woman with one hand, revealing a strange sense of horror in the corpses all over the ground.

“...... Husband...... Xiaoxiao, Dingdong, no one bothered, I'm here to accompany you, I'm here to accompany you. "In the center of the large room is a huge glass coffin, in which lies a middle-aged man with a good appearance, and two young and lovely children on his left and right sides, they are already almost rotten, but at this time, under the effect of the evil ritual, even the white bones are bloody flesh, and the shriveled limbs gradually become full and fresh, if you don't look at the parts that have not been completely repaired, the glass coffin lies as if it is a sleeping family of three.