The fat man looked at Yan Qilin, who seemed to have changed into a person, and was surprised in his heart.

He never thought that Yan Qilin would have such a ability, but for some reason, he always felt a little weird.

On Yan Qilin's body, the whole body was full of yin qi, and the yin qi was so full that it could even appear in the form of black mist.

With Yan Qilin's every move, these black mist followed him like a shadow, making Yan Qilin's figure always hidden in the black mist, looming, as if he was an existence walking in the dark mist.

Coupled with Fang Cai Yan Qilin, he repelled the zombies with a single move, and this kind of strong strength was enough to shock the fat man and Ma Ling'er.

In the process of fighting zombies before, Yan Qilin was only able to barely parry.

But in the current state of the Ink Qilin, the strength of the Yan Qilin has been greatly improved, and the moves are completely different from before.

The fat man had heard Feng Yun say a few words before, indicating that Yan Qilin's body actually contained the power of the Five Elements Holy Beast Qilin.

It is only necessary to continuously improve step by step in order to finally reach the point where the five elements are one.

But this form of the ink unicorn obviously does not belong to any of the five unicorns, let alone a fat man, in fact, even the Yan Qilin himself is in a state of chaos at the moment.

In this mixed environment filled with yin qi and corpse qi, Yan Qilin constantly tried to forcibly stimulate his bloodline power.

One step deviation caused itself to mix with the yin qi and corpse qi of the environment, and unexpectedly awakened this hidden attribute of the ink qilin.

At this moment, Yan Qilin only felt that his whole body was full of power, and there was always a sense of restlessness in his heart to release his power, which also caused his mind to be in a state of chaos all the time.

Although it is not impossible to distinguish friend from foe, it is impossible to control this power of oneself and one's own behavior at all!

Therefore, his moves are full of killing, and the aura and character of the whole person are also under the influence of this state, which seems cold-blooded and decisive.

After seeing the zombie straighten up and stand up again, the restlessness in Yan Qilin's heart could no longer be endured, he stepped out, his figure escaped into the black mist, and appeared in front of the zombie in the blink of an eye.

"I've been fighting for so long, and now it's my turn!"

It was like a cold sound wafting up from the Yellow Spring of Hell, echoing in the small burial chamber.

In the black mist, Yan Qilin is both good and evil, his temperament has changed greatly, and he even has a little more words.

When the words fell, Yan Qilin roughly choked the zombie's throat, and while stepping forward, he used his hand to press the zombie to the ground again.

Bang!

Bang!

Punch after punch smashed into the zombie's face, and the fat man and Ma Ling'er in the distance opened their mouths wide, looking at the ink qilin formed by the black mist behind Yan Qilin in shock, as if they were roaring angrily.

Yan Qilin's eyes were as cold as frost, and there was a faint black mist lingering in it.

If it weren't for the zombie lying on the ground with steel and iron bones, if it were replaced by any creature, I am afraid that it would have been beaten beyond recognition by Yan Qilin at this moment.

Thundered!

Yan Qilin seemed to have been constantly venting the restless power in his body, and the power of each punch was transmitted to the ground through the zombie's body, causing the entire tomb to shake and show signs of collapse.

"Roar!"

This zombie is not a good type, and after finally breaking free from the Yan Qilin, he wields the hammer wildly, without any fancy tricks, only pure power.

Gradually, Yan Qilin's fighting style also changed, he no longer dodged the opponent's attack, but chose to hit the flesh in a hard-hitting way, punching to the flesh, and attracting blood.

The powerful forces collided between the two sides, causing the ground to crack and crack, the tomb wall to collapse, and even the stone slabs above their heads began to crumble inch by inch.

"Oh no, this place is going to collapse!"

The fat man quickly stretched out his hand to block Ma Ling'er's head, and hurriedly said to Ma Ling'er:

"If we continue to fight like this, we will all have to be buried here alive, and none of us will survive.

You hurry up to the surface and evacuate all the workers on the construction site outside the quarantine zone.

I'm here to help Yan Qilin drag down the zombies! ”

"Can you?"

Ma Ling'er looked at the fat man with some worry, but the fat man couldn't care so much at this time:

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up! ”

Ma Ling'er also knew that the situation was urgent, so she nodded and quickly ran in the direction she came.

After Ma Ling'er left, the fat man quickly bit his fingertips and drew a thunder talisman, and with a flick of his wrist, the thunder talisman turned into a thunderbolt and slashed at the zombie's body.

Taking advantage of this gap, the fat man shouted at Yan Qilin:

"Stuffy gourd, can you hear me clearly in your current state of enchantment?

We'll have to lure this thing to the ground and subdue it, or this place will collapse, and we'll all have to be buried here!" ”

Although Yan Qilin looked in a state of madness, he could still understand the fat man's words, he forcibly suppressed the restless power in his body, and said coldly to the fat man:

"Less nonsense, get out of the way!"

Hearing this, the fat man hurriedly nodded, and now Yan Qilin is completely as if he has changed as a person, and he no longer has the gentle feeling he had before.

On the contrary, the current Yan Qilin is like an unsheathed sword, with a sharp edge, full of killing, as if activating another multiple personality.

Seeing that the fat man gave way behind him, Yan Qilin then fought with the zombies again.

As soon as the figure moved, the ink shadow followed.

What the ink unicorn shows is the ultimate and pure power of yin and cold, countering violence with violence and evil with evil.

It's just that this time Yan Qilin is no longer blindly crazy output, but fights and retreats, constantly leading the zombie to the entrance.

……

At the same time, Ma Ling'er, who finally climbed back to the ground, soon saw Zhao Xue who had been waiting above.

"Ling'er, what's going on down next? Why is there such a big movement? ”

Facing Zhao Xue's anxious inquiry, Ma Ling'er hurriedly said:

"Didn't you wait at the polling bureau? How did you get here?

Forget it, it's too late to say now, hurry up and help me evacuate all the workers outside the construction site! ”

Although Zhao Xue was confused, she could also see that Ma Ling'er's face was extremely bad, so she nodded quickly.

The two quickly knocked on all the dormitory doors, and the sleeping workers were awakened one after another, and hurriedly put on their clothes and came to the door.

"Everyone immediately evacuated outside the cordon, no matter what anyone hears or sees, they must never cross the cordon!"

The workers had no idea what was going on, but under the constant urging of Ma Ling'er and Zhao Xue, they could only run towards the entrance together in a daze, and soon came to the outside of the defense line.

This was set up when the Criminal Division investigated the case before, and it has not yet had time to be withdrawn.

At this moment, the underground Yan Qilin had already led the zombies to the bottom of the pit, and then stepped out and jumped up along the wall.

Dozens of meters deep, Yan Qilin was like walking on the ground.

From the fat man's point of view, Yan Qilin seemed to have turned into a black mist, and even the ink qilin that appeared behind him began to gallop in the air.

The zombie is in hot pursuit, and the zombie's jumping ability is enough to make it jump with its strength, and every time it jumps, the earth wall will always collapse because it can't withstand the huge force.

One person froze, and it hit the ground so easily, but the fat man stood at the bottom of the pit and stared at the two figures with a face full of surprise.

"Damn, you're all up, what's wrong with the fat man?"

The fat man complained with a sad face, then pulled his belt, and began to grab the rope and climb up with great difficulty.

After coming to the ground, the Yan Qilin and the zombies fought more fiercely, but in most cases, the Yan Qilin was frantically out, and the zombies could only rely on their strong resistance to attack in order to barely withstand the crazy attack in the form of the ink Qilin.

The Flame Qilin couldn't control this force at all, so it was extremely destructive to the surrounding area.

The two figures fought from east to west, and where they passed, not a single inch of grass grew, and the house collapsed.

Ma Ling'er stood at the cordon, watching the workers prevent them from approaching.

Therefore, the workers can only vaguely see that the container house, which was originally their dormitory, collapsed inexplicably, and the construction site was covered with dust.

And in the midst of the dust, there were explosions, and strange cries that resembled beasts, but were different.

"What's going on, what's going on?"

"Why is there still the sound of a beast?"

"Look, there's a dark shadow just flashing, what is that?"

The workers standing outside the construction site craned their necks and looked inside curiously, but they couldn't see anything.

Ma Ling'er stood in front of the cordon and looked back at the construction site worriedly.

At this moment, the construction site has already set off a sky full of yellow sand, and Ma Ling'er and Zhao Xue can only see two figures walking quickly through the yellow sand.

"Ling'er, what the hell is going on?"

Zhao Xue couldn't help the curiosity in her heart, looked at Ma Ling'er and asked.

Ma Ling'er frowned at the moment and said with a solemn expression:

"We found a tomb underneath, which should be from the Song Dynasty.

The owner of the tomb has been stiffened. ”

Stiffness?

Zhao Xue heard this word for the first time, so she was very puzzled:

"What does it mean to be stiff?"

"It's just a zombie ......"

Ma Ling'er's words made Zhao Xue stunned as if she had been struck by lightning, she looked at the direction of the construction site incredibly, in this sky of yellow sand, she could indeed see two figures, it seemed that they had been fighting, and there were always loud noises when they were fighting.

Although it is said to be a fight, in fact, it is already a Yan Qilin in the state of the ink qilin, and it has the upper hand steadily.

He looked at the zombie in front of him, constantly venting the restless power in his body.

Even though this zombie can occasionally seize the opportunity to fight back, it will not do any damage to the Yan Qilin at all, but will only usher in a more violent offensive.

Finally, the fat man crawled out of the hole, and just as he poked out his head, the zombie was punched away by Yan Qilin and fell in front of the fat man.

At this moment, the armor on the zombie's body was already in tatters, and the green light in the zombie's eyes was much dimmer.

As the zombie stood up again, his hands covered with the strange flames that the three had seen in the tomb earlier.

Only then did the fat man react, it turned out that this zombie was able to control corpse fire.

This kind of extreme yin fire, not only does not have any heat, but also exudes a chill all the time.

If someone reaches out and touches a fire, they will not burn like a normal flame, but will only suffer from frostbite.

The corpse fire quickly spread along the zombie's arm to the sledgehammer he was holding, and seeing Yan Qilin rushing forward, the zombie's sledgehammer smashed towards Yan Qilin.

But now the Yan Qilin is like a red-eyed killer, his body is filled with black mist, and there is an ink Qilin in the void behind him, even the fat man who is a teammate feels a palpitation.

Bang!

The zombie's hammer fell, and Yan Qilin blocked it with just his arm, and then pressed the zombie to the ground, leaving an afterimage of the Dao in the air with his fist so fast.

Although Yan Qilin's arm was obviously invaded by corpse fire, the black mist that permeated the surrounding depths quickly formed a barrier at his arm.

Countering violence with violence is evident in Yan Qilin's body.

The black mist filled the sky, and the ink unicorn walked in the air, and the sky and the earth were discolored.

The speed of the Yan Qilin is extremely fast, and the black mist behind it will always leave an afterimage like ink spots behind the Yan Qilin.

Between the moves, it is the yin qi churning, and it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil.

The sea of clouds in the sky is like a chess floor, and the ink dots are like falling children.

Black and white chaos is indistinguishable to the naked eye, but it is only so long.

At this moment, the green light in the zombie's eyes was getting weaker and weaker, but Yan Qilin did not restrain any strength.

"There is no place in the world, the deity will send you back to the netherworld!"

Yan Qilin's voice was cold, and his right hand sacrificed his yin and yang fingers, with a cold power, and he was about to hit the zombie's eyebrows.

And behind him, the black mist condensed the ink qilin, the body skyrocketed, opened a bloody mouth, and with the yin and yang fingers of the Yan Qilin, it seemed that the next second would swallow this zombie.

(End of chapter)