Chapter Forty-Nine: The Four Eyes of the True Melee Mage

The four-eyed Dao long figure crossed into the battlefield, and then a sword light slashed towards the royal zombie.

Where did the royal zombie think that there was still a person squatting in the grass, and he was directly staggered by this sword, and the corpse qi in front of him was slashed by the four-eyed long sword light.

"Senior brother, why are you here?"

The royal zombies were temporarily repulsed, and the Chizuru Taoist finally saw clearly that the person in front of him was his senior brother.

"Don't worry about coming and seeing."

The four-eyed Taoist hurriedly replied, and then immediately said seriously: "Be careful, that zombie is here again." ”

Just now, he repelled the zombies with a sword, just taking advantage of the surprise, if it was really about strength, naturally it was spirits like zombies who had the upper hand.

"Roar"

The zombie flew and pounced, and the two brothers moved left and right to disperse, and then invariably turned around and slashed with a sword.

"Click"

This time, the half-cut peachwood sword of the Thousand Crane Daoist did not break into the body of the royal zombie, and was directly blocked by the corpse qi, and turned into pieces on the spot.

"Not good"

Seeing this, the four-eyed Taoist leader immediately increased his strength, and wanted to use his sword to attract the attention of this royal zombie and save his junior brother.

"Dangdang"

The royal zombie is already a spirit, and I don't know if this consciousness has recovered somewhat, where will I be attracted by this attack, and the black fingers are straight into the neck of Chizuru Daochang.

Zombie nails are full of corpse gas, with corpse poison, if it is solid, I am afraid that Chizuru Dao will still play GG.

"Uncle be careful."

But at this moment, suddenly a bloody tentacle rushed out of the bush, barried the black arm, and then went up the arm, and began to entangle the zombie's body.

For a while, the physical control of the tentacles turned out to be effective, and the movement of the zombie attack was blocked.

Chizuru retreated and came to Zhang Ziyu's side.

"Subfish?"

Qianhe Dao's words will be suspicious, although Zhang Ziyu is still his own appearance, but from the chest armor to the leg armor and arm armor, a dark and cold armor makes the same appearance a little more unfamiliar.

"Uncle Shi, it's me."

"Stinky boy, why did it take so long to come out."

Zhang Ziyu rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Master, I have only practiced qi, and I am not like you who is building a foundation, and it is directly reckless and dangerous." ”

"By the way, Master, why don't you open the Tyrant Armor?"

The four-eyed Taoist was scolded by the apprentice, and his face twitched, he really forgot about the tyrant armor just now.

"You know what, that's called showing weakness."

"Roar"

While speaking, the tentacle restraint of the licker's claw had reached its limit, and under the explosion of the corpse qi of the royal zombie, the flesh and blood tentacles were instantly broken, and then the corpse qi rushed towards the three of them.

"Uncle Shi, this is for you."

Zhang Ziyu stuffed the bronze sword to the Thousand Crane Dao Chief, and when the four-eyed Dao Chief saw the zombies rushing towards him, his heart moved, and the tyrant armor suddenly appeared on his body.

For a while, the strength in his body skyrocketed, and the four-eyed Taoist felt full of confidence.

If this was the case just now, it is estimated that he is not weaker than the zombie in front of him in terms of strength.

"Heavenly Spirit Spirit, Earth Spirit Spirit, please come up!"

The four-eyed Taoist invited the gods to be at the third level, and the law decision was no longer stagnant, so he casually recited a decision, and then the incense fire divine power poured into the body.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the four-eyed Taoist has changed from a thin man with the body of a bamboo pole to a devil muscleman, holding the tyrant's armor tightly.

"Huh?"

The four-eyed Taoist raised his big sword again, and suddenly his expression moved, and he found that the big sword in his hand seemed to be more comfortable.

Although the big sword is not a Gatling, but that weight, that size, is a heavy weapon, which is the passive effect of the tyrant's armor, and the heavy weapon is proficient.

"Evil animal, look at the move!"

The four-eyed Dao long sword swept out, and the royal zombie still relied on the hardness of his body and flew towards him.

However, this time, the royal zombie miscalculated, and was directly slashed by a sword with four eyes, and was hit into a tree like a baseball.

The four-eyed Taoist smiled, and sure enough, under the blessing of the armor and the divine beat, his strength was already easily overwhelmed by the zombies.

With arrogant steps, he rushed towards the royal zombie who had just fallen from the tree.

Before the royal zombie got up, the spine of the great sword was already slapping on its body.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the royal zombies once again 'threw their bodies to the ground', and the smoke and dust on the ground suddenly rose everywhere, and they looked so miserable.

The four-eyed Taoist grabbed the back of the royal zombie's neck, lifted him up directly, shook him hard, and immediately crashed into the big tree beside him.

There is a person hugging the big tree, but even so, it was broken by the royal zombies.

It was obviously a physical blow, but Zhang Ziyu and Daoist Qianhe could feel that the corpse of this royal zombie was crumbling.

Qianhe Dao is numb, this zombie has a tendency to become refined after being struck by lightning, and its strength is not weaker than that of the bronze armored corpse of the artificial refining corpse, which is comparable to the foundation building period of a person in cultivation.

This royal zombie has become a refinement, and some of the masculine and righteous magic weapons that restrain it are faintly ineffective, and the degree of trouble is no less than that of a monk on the eighth or ninth floor of the foundation.

He and his senior brother Simu are both foundation building monks, although the Simu Dao Master is more powerful, but it won't be like this to blast the hammer royal zombies, right?

Is it really that you are too vegetable?

Chizuru Michicho fell into deep self-doubt at this time, and the scene of the royal zombie being beaten was deeply engraved in his mind.

Zhang Ziyu on the side couldn't hold back, and quietly put down the half-pinched trick.

He also thought that he had also invited God, and then had a righteous group fight with Master Simu Daoist on this royal zombie.

But now it seems that there may not be anything of their own.

The armor and the upper body of the ancestor are too powerful, and they are not worried about accidentally knocking and leaking the power of incense, and they can clear the customs all the way.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The royal zombies were still being beaten, and the four apprentices of the Thousand Crane Dao Chief, the south, south, and north, also relieved themselves and came to the front of the Thousand Crane Dao Chief.

"Master"

"Let's take a look at the situation of the little brother and protect them."

"Yes"

The four apprentices immediately went to the big tent to check on the situation as instructed.

As soon as the four apprentices left, the royal zombies over there couldn't hold back, and they were beaten all the time, and finally pushed the four eyes desperately, and then they wanted to fly into the forest and escape.

This time, the four-eyed Dao was careless, and his body was pushed by him to stagger, and in a blink of an eye, the royal zombie ran away.

"You dare, you dare to run."

The four eyes glared angrily, and then his heart moved: "Tyrant!" ”

When he ascended, the last function of the Tyrant Armor was activated, and he transformed into a Tyrant.

Originally, the figure of the four-eyed Dao Chief, who was already tall enough in the state of inviting the gods, skyrocketed again, and within a breath or two, he became a tyrant wearing armor and wearing Dao robes inside.

Zhang Ziyu's face was strange, he didn't expect that he would be able to dress up so fashionably after changing into a tyrant.

"This ...... What kind of god is this senior brother invited to become such an evil god? ”

The Thousand Crane Dao Elder couldn't hold back anymore, this special four-eyed senior brother would also transform, and the overall strength is now estimated to have touched the realm of refining gods, could it be that the four-eyed senior brother on Damao Peak was playing everyone back then?

In fact, Senior Brother Four-eyed's true talent is not weaker than Senior Brother Lin Jiu and Senior Brother Shi Jian?

Daoist Qianhe was frantically making up his brain, and when he turned his head, he saw Zhang Ziyu looking at his master fighting zombies with a strange expression.

So he subconsciously asked, "Ziyu, what's going on with your master?" ”

Zhang Ziyu's face twitched, and he replied: "I accidentally refined a magic weapon, which is the tyrant armor on my body, which can increase strength, improve defense, and can also transform into a tyrant at a critical time." ”

Michigan Chizuru's eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly, and he said in shock: "You....... Are you saying that the black armor on Senior Brother's body, as well as this transformed evil god, are all the credit of your magic weapon? ”

Zhang Ziyu nodded, and was about to speak, when he caught a glimpse of the tyrant, the devil's muscleman, and the four-eyed true monarch had already grabbed the head of the royal zombie with one hand and fixed it in front of him.

With his other hand, he had already picked up the bronze sword, raised it high, and saw that he was about to be beheaded in front of him.

", Master's men have mercy!"