After the heavy rain of seven days and seven nights stopped, all the large and small towns in Haizhou carried out a general mobilization, and the city walls of each town were full of warriors, and all kinds of defensive equipment were continuously transported to the city walls.

They're ready!

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In the Junshan Mountain Range, after the rain stopped, a roar came from the depths of the earth, and with the roar, the zombies controlled by the killing intent walked out of the resting coffin and came to the ground again.

Most of the zombies have yellow skin, only a few mutated zombies are black, and the rest of the zombies are far away from these mutated zombies.

In front of all the zombies, there are three of the fiercest and tallest zombies!

Although, under the influence of killing intent, one by one the zombies became irritable and restless, but, out of instinct, they were still very in awe of the three powerful zombies.

Although these three zombies are very strong, they are also completely controlled by killing intent at this moment!

The three zombies in the lead each let out a roar of rage and ran towards the outside of the mountain, with the other zombies following them closely.

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In the Misty Valley, although the killing machine has boiled, the ghosts are still hiding in the lair.

Each one was restless, and the boiling killing intent constantly drove them to kill.

However, the sunlight outside blocked their tracks, so the ghosts went berserk and let out a terrible ghost howl.

As soon as night comes, they will come out of the nest!

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In the Blood Beast Forest and the Blood Beast Mountain Range, the Blood Beasts whose eyes had already turned red were standing trembling in place, no matter how strong the thoughts of killing and tyranny were, they did not vent.

Because those two silver-rank blood beasts had already released all their coercion, the Blood Beast Forest and the Blood Beast Mountain Range were respectively shrouded in their aura!

The eyes of the two silver-rank blood beasts were bloodshot, but they still hadn't all turned red.

They growled and agitated. Their faces struggled, their faces pained, and they resisted the control of the killing intent, resisting the invasion of the killing machine.

However, blood beasts are only blood beasts after all, and no matter how much they struggle, they will be in vain. As time goes on, the red color in their eyes slowly increases.

And the changes of these two silver-level blood beasts, the big and small forces in the entire Haizhou are not aware of it!

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In the Huangquan training camp, Chen Zijun was still the same as before, sitting in the room, using his spiritual will to suppress, communicate and appease the killing intent in his body.

Throughout the day, it was business as usual and nothing unexpected. However, Chen Zijun understands that the real test is in the dark night!

As night fell, Chen Zijun took out a wooden chair from the room. He sat down facing the door, put the Blood Killing Knife on his legs, closed his eyes, and continued to strengthen the fusion of spiritual will and killing intent.

The task of sentry and monitoring the surroundings, he handed over to the system.

Time passed slowly, and the rare bright moon appeared overhead, and the moonlight poured down to the ground like mercury, stretching Chen Zijun's shadow very long.

In the middle of the night, the night wind blew and the clouds slowly obscured the bright moon, and at this moment, the warning sound of the system sounded.

"There are a lot of ghosts approaching, repeat, there are tons of ghosts approaching!"

Chen Zijun immediately picked up the Blood Killing Knife and stood up, his eyes scanned the surroundings, waiting for the group of ghosts to arrive!

Half a quarter of an hour later, a ghost roar came from the darkness in the distance, although the place where the sound came from was still far away from Chen Zijun, but Chen Zijun still felt in a trance.

He instantly judged that this was an extremely powerful blue-faced ghost!

By checking the information, Chen Zijun knew that the little ghost was equivalent to a warrior who did not enter the stream, the white-faced ghost was equivalent to a black iron-level martial artist, and the blue-faced ghost was equivalent to a bronze-level martial artist.

As for the ghosts equivalent to silver-level martial artists, so far, Haizhou has not appeared, and he has no way of knowing.

At this time, the entire training camp moved, and when a whistling sound was heard, all the warriors walked out of the room in unison.

And Yuan Hai's voice also spread throughout the training camp.

"Everyone assemble at the door of the training camp immediately!"

A few minutes later, the one hundred and twenty martial artists in the training camp all came to the area that Chen Zijun was in charge of.

Torches were lit and then inserted or tied to a place where they could be stored, and the vicinity of the gate was illuminated by the light of the fire, as if it were daytime.

Bronze-level warriors are in front, and black-iron warriors are behind, each holding a weapon, waiting for the group of ghosts to arrive.

While everyone was waiting, the group of ghosts that were quickly approaching the training camp let out a long howl at the same time, and the howl became stronger and stronger, like a mountain of mountains and a sea of people coming towards everyone.

"Suppress the mind!" Yuan Hai shouted.

Although the voice was not loud, it clearly reached the ears of every killer, and everyone tried their best to suppress their minds.

Although Chen Zijun was also affected, he was much lighter than other Black Iron level martial artists, because his spiritual will was stronger than that of martial artists of the same rank.

After a while, the ghostly aura became more and more intense, and vague figures appeared in the darkness, most of them translucent, densely packed as if there was no end in sight, which was creepy.

Although these ghosts are a little afraid of fire, under the effect of the killing machine, they all keep fluttering, as if they are looking forward to fighting!

At the front is a green-faced ghost that already has a physical body, with green-faced fangs, as if it came from hell, and the ghost aura on its body is very thick and pitch-black.

I saw that he let out a loud roar, and then, taking the lead, attacked everyone, and the ghosts followed him in unison, surging like a tide to the place where these warriors were.

In this way, the two sides fought together in an instant.

There are only two ways for the ghosts to attack, the ghost roar and the soul eater, the ghost roar makes the warrior in a trance, and then, they launch the soul devouring to absorb the soul of the warrior.

Imp Eater needs to be close, and the stronger the strength, the longer their attack distance will be!

In this fight, a large number of imps became cannon fodder, but these imps controlled by the killing intent were not afraid of death one by one, and after letting out a ghost roar, they approached the warrior and wanted to devour the soul of the warrior.

And those white-faced ghosts took advantage of the warriors' trance to absorb their souls.

In this battle, the battle was quite tragic, and in a few minutes, a large number of imps and many white-faced ghosts died under the sword of the warrior.

On this side of the training camp, more than thirty Black Iron Rank martial artists also died unexpectedly, their souls were devoured, and only a shell remained.

While fighting, Chen Zijun ordered the system to absorb the origin ghost qi after the death of the group of ghosts, although each ghost contained only a trace of the origin ghost qi, but there were a lot of them.

However, no matter how many imps and blue-faced ghosts die, the impact on the battle situation is almost zero, and the outcome of this battle ultimately depends on the fight between the bronze-level martial artist and the blue-faced ghost!

The person who fought against the strongest blue-faced ghost was Yuan Hai, his expression was indifferent, he looked like a grim reaper, and the scars on his face looked even more terrifying under the urging of killing intent.

He kept swinging his knife, and the chilling light of the knife was like a waterfall, stabbing at the opponent one after another.

That tough blue-faced ghost is not a vegetarian either, it spreads and moves, and while dodging the sword light, it sends out attacks again and again, and ghost howls and soul devourers keep appearing!

This person and ghost seem to be on equal footing, and it is difficult to tell the winner for a while!

The other fifteen bronze-level martial artists were besieged by more than two dozen blue-faced ghosts.

For a while, the sword light flashed in this area, the whistling sound continued, and the ghostly aura was rampant.