A large number of rotting corpses broke through the barrier set by the nine-tailed civet cat one after another, and appeared in front of Zhan Qingyu and others. Helplessly, the defense of the Nine-Tails could no longer stop these perverted and disgusting rotting corpses, so the Nine-Tailed Spirit Cat withdrew the defense of the Nine-Tails.

"I've been here many times, and I've never seen these carrions come back to life, it's strange," the civet muttered to herself.

"Let's find a way to get through. Zhan Qingyu said: "You are responsible for repelling them, and I will attack them." ”

The nine-tailed civet nodded slightly, it seemed that Zhan Qingyu was indeed a character. He came and went freely among the carrion, and he had the guts to attack the carrion and rush to the other side of the swamp.

Without saying a word, the nine-tailed civet cat's nine long tails turned into nine long whips and danced. Relying on dexterity and skill, dozens of carrion corpses were swept up by the long tail of the civet cat.

A layer of thumb-sized maggots fell on one of the paths they were on, and the repellent worms wriggled frantically towards them.

A mutated frog is awakened from a foul-smelling puddle of water, and as soon as it emerges, it is adhered to by maggots, which disappear and the frog's skin quickly festers. A moment later, a carrion frog leaped out of the depression and pounced on Dorjee, its green color completely replaced by gray rotting meat maggots.

"Not good!" Zhan Qingyu exclaimed, "These insects can turn people into rotting corpses, and they can be quickly removed." ”

"Roar!" the brute bear opened his big mouth and turned around in a half circle, and roared, and suddenly the aura of death enveloped everyone within a few feet. The maggots were also killed by the roar of death, but the brute bear Split Sky was so disgusted that he wanted to vomit.

"Master" Splitting Sky said: "They're not dead, I can feel it"

"Not dead?" Zhan Qingyu didn't believe it.

"Death roars and can't you die?" Dorjee didn't believe it.

The nine-tailed civet said slowly: "The swamp is a gathering place for the qi of death, and these insects are somewhat resistant. Hurry up, it's hard to say if it's too late. ”

Walk!

Zhan Qingyu put the wolf knife behind his back, and took the power of the wind god in both hands, ready to shoot the rotting corpses that were about to approach. But before everyone could rush out of the field, the rotting corpses surrounded again, densely packed and unknown.

What to do?

I can't beat my body, and my head is too hard to hit my heart. But these rotting corpses are so big, Dorjee will beat them at most with a stick, and it is difficult to knock them down at once. What is even more hateful is that more and more rotting corpses in the swamp have joined the battle, rushing out from all corners and surrounding everyone.

"Uh, kill the living," one of the tallest carrion corpses made a terrifying sound on a boulder a little farther away.

The carrion was dressed in a shattered piece of armor, but it wore a glittering sword, and a ferocious wolf was painted on the badge on its chest. It looks like this is a general's carrion, and it should be that he is in charge of the other carrion in the swamp, including other creatures corrupted by the carrion qi.

The general gave the order of the carrion, and countless carrion corpses each drew their swords and guns, and those carrion corpses without weapons rushed over frantically with half of their bodies or limbs.

With so many carrion corpses, the nine-tailed civet cat slapped them with all its might, but it couldn't effectively disperse them, but was accidentally surrounded by three carrion corpses.

"Meow!" the nine-tailed civet screamed softly, jumped out of the encirclement with four hooves, and rushed to Zhan Qingyu. The ninth-order civet did not dare to recklessly fight against the siege of the three carrion corpses.

"Shoot!" the nine-tailed civet said anxiously: "I'll cooperate with you, poof!"

Longtail struck out and curled around the neck of the nearest carrion. The carrion corpse was immediately taken away from the swamp by the long tail, and Zhan Qingyu let go of one hand, and a blue light flashed, and the carrion lowered its head.

An arrow hit the heart, and the carrion lost its power. Dorjee and Split Sky saw that it was really effective, and immediately used their spells to forcibly push these rotting corpses away.

"Roar!" the tengu swallowed the moon, and Dorjee roared, and the violent power of the earth was also surging in the swamp, and it was not too difficult to push a carrion corpse back two feet.

"Master, shoot!!"

"Whoosh!" Zhan Qingyu realized, turned around and shot an arrow at the carrion corpse that had just stopped.

"Poof!" the heart burst and the carrion fell to the ground.

"Master's side!!" The brute bear cracked the sky and roared back the three rotting corpses with another voice, Zhan Qingyu opened his eyes slightly, and three blue lights came out of his hand.

"Puff puff!" struck the hearts of the three carrion corpses with unmistakable accuracy, and the carrion fell and splashed with foul-smelling muddy water.

"Uh" The general's carrion on top of the stubborn stone suddenly stood up, and Canglang pulled out the sword at his waist with a bang.

"Killing the Living"

Airplanes!

The general's carrion corpse rushed straight towards Zhan Qingyu, and the speed was more than twice as fast as that of ordinary carrion corpses. Before the general's carrion, countless carrion soldiers forced everyone back dozens of feet faster.

"Don't go back. The civet shouted: "There are also carrion corpses in the back, and they can't go back." ”

"What then? You can't wait to be assimilated, right?" Dorjee quickly turned his head to look around, showing panic.

"Kill!" said the brute bear splitting the sky, but with a fierce fighting intent, "you must die with dignity." ”

The Purple Rat King trembled at Zhan Qingyu's feet at this time: "Master, what should I do?"

Zhan Qingyu looked around and made a decision. It seemed that the things that were not intended to be exposed could not be kept, and the Golden Cicada King quietly climbed onto Zhan Qingyu's arm.

"Quack!"

The golden cicada king's loud chirp suddenly came out, and the thousands of golden cicadas that had already been prepared stealthily locked onto the rotting corpses in the swamp.

"Quack!"

There was a sound of wings vibrating, and wounds began to appear on countless rotting corpses, one by one, two or a dozen. Without exception, the rotting corpses did not fall, but all the arms of the rotting corpses were cut off.

Under the instruction of Zhan Qingyu, the Golden Cicada King let all the golden cicadas cut off the arms of the carrion corpses holding weapons, and the carrion corpses without arms could only rely on maggots and impacts to attack, which increased the possibility of everyone fighting back.

Zhan Qingyu ordered the golden cicadas to burrow into the rotting corpse and cut their hearts, but the golden cicada couldn't choke the disgusting smell of the rotting corpse, and after being smoked down by the rotting corpse, Zhan Qingyu gave up.

"Uh, hit me to death" The carrion general was caught off guard by the golden cicada ambush that Zhan Qingyu had already laid out, and came back to his senses and ordered his subordinates to kill them with their bodies.

But the carrion general was unscathed, and those golden cicadas couldn't get close to him at all. The rotting corpse has no feelings, no pain, no concept of life and death, only obeys orders.

So the general gave the order to carrion corpses, and these carrion corpses got closer again. One by one, they lowered their heads and stepped on the muddy water, and if they bumped into Mo said that Zhan Qingyu was a nine-tailed civet cat, they might not be able to hold on for a while.

Everyone looked at Zhan Qingyu, and the nine-tailed spirit cat also expected Zhan Qingyu to come up with a better way.

What to do?