In appearance, the zombie clone is handsome, with long gray-white hair, a pair of pointed tiger teeth in its mouth, a slender and thin body, pale and dull skin, a pair of closed black wings on its back, and patches of black feathers covered in an orderly manner.

He did not have similar characteristics to Fan Lang, nor did he have similar characteristics to the previous generation of Zombie God First Emperor.

This is what Fan Lang wants.

The zombie clone tends to be perfect, and it already has life, and when he opens his eyes and looks at Fan Lang outside the formation, his eyes reveal a humanized gaze, with a bit of curiosity, and a kind of frivolity in nature.

Fan Lang...... Zombie ...... Clone ......" the zombie clone muttered to himself, and a huge amount of information appeared in his mind, confirming his life and location.

"Everything that needs to be told to you is already in your head, and I don't need to explain anything else. Fan Lang said.

"What did you create me for? Let me be your executioner? Slaughtering people, I think I'd be happy to do it. The zombie clone smiled brightly, stretched out its sharp tongue and licked its lips.

"Killing is inevitable, but not for the sake of killing, your power should be used for things that are more meaningful to me. ”

"For example?"

"Next, I plan to send you to the Demon Dao Plane, let you develop and grow over there, and then use your dark chess when needed in the future. ”

"Except for intangible things such as ghosts, everything that is alive can be transformed into zombies, and demons are no exception. Zombies transformed from demons are also called 'corpse demons'. If you send me to the Demon Dao Plane, it means that an endless number of 'corpse demons' will be born!"

"It doesn't matter, it's a demon race anyway, you can do whatever you want, it's called fighting poison with poison. ”

"Hehe, then let me go to the Demon Dao Plane to do a big job. The corners of the zombie clone's lips went up.

"Before you go, give you something to improve your strength. After all, you have just been born, and you are still a long way from the true Zombie God First Emperor. Fan Lang shook his hand and showed some weapons and treasures suitable for zombie clones, and they were all created by the system out of thin air, and they were never displayed to the public, so there was no need to worry about revealing his identity.

The zombie clone looked at these things and said with a lack of interest: "Instead of giving me these, it is better to find me a group of living people and let me eat enough first." ”

He said so, but he still put everything away, and first put on a new armor to cover his body.

Fan Lang popped out a finger and shot out a ball of light, storing all the content related to the order in it, saving a lot of lips and tongues.

A teleportation array opens, targeting the Demon Path Plane.

The Demon Martial Era will begin there, Fan Lang has to lay out in advance now, and the zombie clone will be the first chess piece, and it will definitely play an important role in the future.

Before leaving, the zombie clone spread its black wings and smiled at Fan Lang and asked, "When you get over there, you have to have a name." What do you think I'll give me a good name?"

"In the Demon Dao Plane, it is more convenient for you to act as a demon, so you can call it 'Demon Blood Venerable'. Fan Lang proposed.

"The name 'Demon Blood Venerable' is too old-fashioned, let's call it 'Demon Blood Prince'. The zombie clone had a new name, and stepped towards the teleportation array, "Demon Dao plane, this son is here!"

The teleportation array flashed red, and the Demon Blood Boy disappeared.

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The Demon Dao Plane, a fierce battlefield.

The entire battlefield is composed of the Void and the stars, the area is very large, different from the common spherical stars in the human plane, the Demon Plane has many strange stars, long and flattened. Everything here cannot be judged by the common sense of the human plane.

Both sides of the war are demons, with hundreds of millions of them, killing in the dark, and countless casualties.

Some corpses floated in the void, others lay on the surface of the stars, blood raining in the air and forming rivers on the ground.

The battle between the two sides is still in a white-hot stage, and they are fighting each other at the end of their lives.

At this time, an uninvited guest came to the battlefield.

A space rippled, and the zombie Fan Lang stepped out of it and came to the battlefield area. His eyes lit up, looking at the fighting demons and countless corpses, and he was sincerely excited.

Zombie Fan Lang raised his nose and sniffed hard, letting the smell of the battlefield fully stimulate his sense of smell.

"The taste of a long time, the fragrance of a long time. Zombie Fan Lang looked fascinated.

His main body is made up of zombie god embryos, and he has the memories of the zombie gods of the past generations, as well as that indelible instinct.

This instinct is the thirst for blood and death!

Zombie God Fan Lang deliberately chose this battlefield as the starting point of this life, and couldn't wait to fly to an area with dense corpses, showing his specialty.

His body was full of blood, especially his eyes, which covered all directions, and the corpses that were illuminated by the light were all affected.

"Trample on yin and yang, reverse life and death, the walking dead, rampant in the six realms - up!"

The zombie god Fan Lang had words in his mouth, and the corpses around him trembled violently, and then came to life one by one!

Whether it was a broken hand or a broken foot, or a bruised body, all of them resumed their movements. They are soulless shells, the so-called zombies, completely following the orders of the zombie god Fan Lang and being driven by instinct.

The corpses around were all just killed, and the flesh and blood on their bodies were still fresh, which was exactly what the zombies needed.

The zombies that have just been resurrected open their mouths one by one, gnaw on their arms and other places, suck their own blood, and transform into the power needed by zombies.

Zombies that don't have mouths have their bodies remodeled on their own, splitting their mouths from specific locations, or growing new heads out of broken necks.

Eating the flesh and blood on their bodies made these zombies get the initial growth, and their bodies collapsed to varying degrees, becoming more condensed and thin. Next time, what they need is someone else's flesh and blood.

In just a moment, the zombie god Fan Lang took materials on the spot and created an army of zombies, which became a third-party force on the battlefield.

Zombies can create their own kind in a variety of ways, and this is the horror of zombies.

"Go and kill. Zombie Fan Lang waved his hand and gave a simple and direct order.

The zombie hordes let out a beastly roar and attacked in all directions, all living creatures being their targets.

......

Fan Lang himself will monitor the situation on the zombie clone's side in real time and let this move develop on its own. As for himself, there is something new to do.

His magic disk was damaged by the Taiqing Holy Monarch, which had an impact on all aspects of the effect, and after many days of hard work, he finally found a way to repair it!

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