One of the things that makes this place unique is that when they name themselves, they don't call them other places, districts, or provinces, but after their clan names.

This can also be seen in their stubbornness to their own nation. It seems that they can not even want territory, but they must keep their own faith.

Persistence to this point is, in some respects, admirable.

"I'll go, there are a lot of devil soldiers here!" Feng Zheng was very tired from shooting so many shots in the middle of the collection, and he collapsed in the car and began to rest, but Liu Cheng still stuck to the front line.

"It's time for you to train your strength. Lin Xiafan commented pertinently.

"Can the master give us an advance like the Soldier Jade?" Then I can be very powerful if I don't practice! Feng Zhengzheng had a small calculation in his heart.

"Think beautifully! How can there be such a thing that is not earned! What you get, you have to pay the price. Thousands of years of immortality, do you think this is a very happy thing?" Lin Xiafan was helpless about their whims.

But if you really want to, it's not impossible.

"Some people may really think so. Liu Cheng said coldly, he also put down his gun and began to rest, because a team of local firepower began to fight with those little devils.

"Master, look over there!" Feng Zhengzheng was playful, and his expression looked serious: "Something is wrong with those people!"

Lin Xiafan followed the sound and found that the group over there was dressed in tatters, and there were many shots on their bodies, but they still continued to fight.

"Master, that group of people over there looks abnormal!" At this time, Bing Yu lifted his stealth and hurriedly chased after Xia Du'ao. What Xia Du'ao said just now.

Lin Xiafan frowned and looked at it for a while, and asked, "Is it witchcraft?"

"No, witchcraft may not sound good, but it is generally good, they are something more evil than witchcraft - the living dead. ”

"Is there really such a thing?" Feng Zhengzheng exclaimed.

Lin Xia Fan nodded, he knew what he felt wrong from the moment he entered the territory of the Ning Clan.

Although the Ning people have a different kind of attachment to their beliefs, it is precisely because of this attachment that they refuse to accept all civilizations outside of their beliefs, their thinking is too backward, and they are pretentious, which is even more serious than the previous ruling regime of Hua.

So for so many years, they still stayed in the era of cold weapons and refused to communicate with other civilizations. And within their clan, once someone tries to accept the civilization and ideas of the foreign race, they will be regarded as a traitor, and then they will be tied to the gallows and burned to death, and sacrificed to heaven.

Therefore, why is it that such a backward nation, without the help of Chinese non-governmental organizations, still survives under the iron hooves of little devils, without the destruction of human beings, and without killing them all?

Now that the living dead are seen, then everything can be explained.

"How dare to play. Xia Du'ao couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

Those who do the living dead like them should have gone to hell a long time ago!

"What is the living dead?" asked Bingyu. Although he is a member of the Protoss, he has never seen this kind of.

"It's literal, a living dead person! What don't you understand?" Feng Zhengzheng answered. Finally, there was an opportunity to crush the IQ of the Protoss, and she didn't want to let it go.

"Yo, it's really for you, so tell me, how did the living dead do it?" Lin Xiafan guarded the short, deliberately making things difficult for Feng Zhengzheng.

Feng Zhengzheng unexpectedly wilted again.

For this ...... The forbidden technique that is difficult to define, Xia Du'ao is the clearest. Although the Living Dead can be called a magical spell, the ancestors of Xia Du'ao agreed that this spell was too evil to deserve the name "witchcraft", so they only called it forbidden magic.

The most evil thing about this forbidden art is that it uses a living person directly to make a puppet of the living dead.

The person who is made into a puppet loses all his senses and senses, loses all his memories and feelings, and although he is alive and able to move freely, he is only at the mercy of others, and is completely incapacitated.

They have no lifespan, and as long as their bodies are not destroyed, they can almost be called immortal.

Enjoy a meaningless, eternal life.

This spell completely annihilates humanity and is somewhat coercive, allowing the caster to actively make them puppets whether they want to or not. Therefore, the place where Xia Du'ao lived before has always been called a forbidden technique, and it is strictly forbidden to practice.

"Master, the fight over there is over. Liu Cheng, who had been keeping an eye on the movement over there, reported.

"Stealth and follow them, and we'll wait and see. Lin Xiafan said.

The battle over there was terrible, the little devils were torn apart by the living dead, or made into a sieve with guns, and there were many corpses scattered on the ground.

One of the more interesting points is that the living dead of the Ning people actually use guns. Maybe the Ning people feel that their noble hands will not touch the things of other peoples, but the living dead are weapons, so it doesn't matter?

Lin Xiafan and his men drove the living dead to the side of a cave. Here the living dead automatically stood in two lines, as if guarding the door. Lin Xia Fan saw through perspective that there was a man in priestly clothes and a man in night clothes.

Lin Xiafan led them into the cave to check the situation.

The cave is not dim, and even because there are many candles, it is very bright, but even the candlelight of the candles is unnatural.

On the walls of the cave, many men were chained. None of them looked angry, but Xia Du'ao could tell that they were all alive.

"The Living Dead II is back. The priest in white said.

"How's the battle going this time?" the man in the nightcoat said in a low voice, with an indescribable majesty in it, they had thought that he was a subordinate and the priest was the master, but now it seemed that they had guessed wrong.

The status of these two people is either more noble than the man in black, or they are on an equal footing.

"Fortunately, we have abolished two of them here, and the other party has all been destroyed. The priest said in a steady voice without waves.

"Two more?" the voice of the man in black sounded unhappy.

"There is no way to do that, of course there will be casualties in the war. The priest said.

"But you know it's getting harder and harder to catch people these days, right?" the man in black still sounded unhappy, "we wasted all the blasphemers first, then the criminals, and now we have to catch the common people. Do you know that the Presbyterian Church is going to tear me up now, and you can't make some more advanced golems?"

"Things ......" how simple is it as you think!

The priest didn't say any more, and the men in black didn't ask any more questions, because they keenly sensed an aura that didn't belong here.

Feng Zhengzheng couldn't bear to exhale a few times, she was squeezed by these people, and she could only squat below.

It smells so bad, okay!

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