Soon after Xiao Yan left, before everyone could take a few breaths, another wave of zombies struck, and in the dark night, the sound of these dead things dragging their bodies on the road was particularly clear, and the green light of fireflies was intertwined, which was quite overwhelming.

The sour smell of corpses swept over the world, and Xiao Daocheng stood tall on the city tower, his eyebrows like a hill.

Behind them were the people who were afraid of zombies and had already been hugging a group of trembling people, their ragged clothes and tortured for a long time, their eyes had lost the luster of life, but they just turned their cloudy eyes, closely following Xiao Daocheng's figure, as if this was their last straw.

The sight is too hot, like a man's back, the people's hearts are returned, Xiao Daocheng can feel this heaviness. He turned around with his hands down, glanced around, and saw his embarrassed scene, and his heart was infinitely sour.

In the mottled shadows of the sycamore trees, the majestic Ming and Huang Palaces showed sharp corners, and the children of the Liu family made the world so miserable this time, and the water could carry the boat and overturn the boat, Xiao Daocheng's fists couldn't help clenching, and his mind flowed, he already had his own plans.

A subordinate in the vicinity saw that the zombie siege was becoming more and more violent, and at this time, he was already very anxious in his heart, and he didn't care about the usual order of dignity and inferiority, so he said bluntly, "General, what should we prepare for next?" ”

Xiao Daocheng waved his hand, asked him to hold his temperament, don't act rashly, and asked in a low voice, "Is the fire you prepared ready?" ”

"The general, the archer, the stone-throwing brother are all in place." The subordinate replied.

Xiao Daocheng nodded with satisfaction, turned around and looked down, the zombies had already followed the smell of people, constantly squeezing forward, layer by layer, and even more with a bright head, they began to climb the city wall with their strength.

The time had come, he thought to himself, he used his internal force, and his voice was like a bell opening, "Set fire!" ”

At the sound of the order, the tip of the arrow wrapped in sesame cloth flew out, and the red light flashed to bring out a series of afterimages, and the city wall was lined up in an orderly row of throwing hands, and the boulder fell vertically along the city wall.

Sun Youyue flew over the city wall with a group of Maoshan disciples, and Xiao Daocheng transmitted a message to him, "Elder, I don't know if I can trouble you to lead your subordinates to perform one or two fire tricks, I have one or two conjectures that need to be verified." Sun Youyue was very surprised by this, the fire technique has a large loss of spiritual power on people who cultivate the truth, and they generally don't use it easily, I don't know what Xiao Daocheng wants to do.

But he still did as he said, and the Maoshan disciples who followed behind him spontaneously formed a geese-shaped phalanx, and everyone performed the exercises together, gathering into a big fireball and throwing it below the city.

The fire thrown by the archers only scorched the skin of the zombies, and the fire of the immortal cultivators was the fire of the true essence of alchemy, which was very different from the mortal fire, and it was contaminated with the burning that went straight to the soul, and they screamed, rolling in the ground trying to extinguish the flames, but it was impossible!

The ground soon became a sea of red fire, screams again and again, the stench of burnt corpses came, Xiao Daocheng accidentally inhaled two mouthfuls, and he felt that his steps were staggering, and Venus was straight in front of him, not good, the smell had a hallucinogenic effect.

"Be careful! The smell was poisonous, and everyone quickly covered their noses with face towels. Xiao Daocheng reminded loudly, but it was too late, there was already a close person, who was in charge of bows and arrows and throwing stones, fell off the city wall in a coma, and fell into the zombie pile, the zombie smelled, excitedly opened its fangs and swarmed up, the bloody atmosphere was filled, and the unfortunate soldier had become full of holes.

Xiao Daocheng watched the battle at close range, and he had already inhaled too much poisonous gas, so he retracted his mind and retreated to the city wall with light skills. When his eyes were hazy, a figure swept in front of his eyes at once, and the stench of choking also came to his face.

"General! Be careful! "The voice is rough and heroic, very personal, and it is Fan Jin's voice.

It was a flying zombie, presumably it was the fire trick that forced the opponent's army, and sent a high-level zombie, Fan Zhen threw out a life-seeking dart, wrapped around his blue and white neck, and dragged it down, this zombie was strangled to roll up with white eyes, and its scarlet tongue was stuck out, and it didn't escape for half a day.

Fan Zhen smiled proudly, his beard trembled with laughter, what kind of gods and ghosts, he didn't believe in evil, and he was not the same as letting him slaughter him.

Xiao Daocheng held on to the city wall, pinched his arm, and finally came to his senses, seeing this scene, just now this dead thing actually wanted to fight him single-handedly.

If it weren't for Fan Jin's help, he would have been bitten and lost his mind and become like this dead thing.

"Thank you, Zuo Qianwei." Xiao Daocheng bowed slightly.

Fan Jin's tendons were stiff, and he stepped on the face of the flying zombie with his feet, preventing him from moving for half a minute, and he only waved his hand heartily when he heard the words.

The other party didn't believe in any gods and demons, so he entered the Tao with martial arts and subdued high-level zombies with his bare hands, Xiao Daocheng admired this person very much.

The fifth watch has passed, the golden crow has crossed the horizon, the light of the morning glow gradually spreads the earth, once the zombies are exposed in the sun, they will be destroyed, with the dew of the early morning, the corpses gradually retreat, but Xiao Daocheng and others know very well that as the night falls, they will begin to be dark again, and they don't know when the battle will end.

Sun Youyue and the others landed on the platform, and the continuous output of true qi made a thin layer of sweat appear on his forehead, and the disciples who followed behind him were all out of breath.

"General, what does this mean?" Seeing a few people, Sun Youyue asked strangely.

"A flying zombie." Fan Zhen replied, and used two more points of force under his feet when he spoke, and the zombie was squeezed by the internal force, and the green corpse fluid flowed out of the pupils.

Sun Youyue took two steps back, for fear that the juice would burst and splash onto his snow-white robe. "Can fly?" Sun Youyue felt incredible, a zombie walking so stiffly could still fly?

"Yes, and they are like they have their own spells, they can come and go as freely as immortal cultivators." Xiao Daocheng answered.

"Edgeworth's flight is actually okay, just like the fire trick, our soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, I'm afraid that this ghost thing will have some other spell moves, so it's difficult for us to do it."

Sun Youyue stroked his green hair and said meaningfully. As soon as the words fell, several people sighed.

"Look, it's not like that—"

"I'll just say yes—"

……

Whispering came from behind Sun Youyue, it was a few disciples of the Shangqing Sect he had brought with him, Sun Youyue's face was angry, and he scolded, "Presumptuous, how can you lose your sense of proportion in front of the teacher, so rude!" ”

Several white-clothed Xiaodao suddenly turned white, for fear that Sun Youyue would reprimand them again, Xiao Daocheng persuaded on the side, "Dao Chief, don't care about these false courtesies, I'm just a rough man from the head of the military camp." When he said this, several people looked at Xiao Daocheng gratefully.

You pushed me and pushed out a young man with clear eyebrows, only to see him take a step forward, blushing, and stumbling to speak.

"Master, the disciple didn't mean to disturb you talking, yes, the person lying on the ground really looks like a monk we know in the Immortal Sect."

Sun Youyue's face was uneasy, for fear that Xiao Daocheng would fall into his heart and go to the emperor to say more, which would be unfavorable to Shangqing Sect.

He pretended to be so angry that he blew his beard and glared at the moment, "Ignorant child, Hugh is talking nonsense, we Taoist immortal cultivators have our own moral heavenly protectors, how can we be contaminated with evil things!" ”

The disciple was extremely aggrieved, and he didn't know what he said wrong, Xiao Daocheng was quite interested when he heard this, "Dao Chief, you must not blame them, maybe you can provide us with any useful clues." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the Shangqing Sect disciple who had just stood up, "Please also ask the little Taoist leader to show you in detail and talk about a thing or two." ”

The disciple glanced at Sun Youyue and saw that his expression had returned to normal, so he dared to say, "Master, the style of the robe on his body is very similar to the outfit of the disciples of the Heavenly Master's Mansion in Longhu Mountain. ”

Only then did everyone look carefully, and the zombie robe in front of them was covered with blood, and it was difficult to distinguish its original appearance, but it was not difficult to see the splendid tiger stripes embroidered with gold thread on the clothes.

Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master's Mansion? Xiao Daocheng remembered that Xiao Yan had studied swordsmanship under Zhang Tianshi, and the disciples of this sect had a small king character behind their ears.

The sun had risen, and the zombie mouth under Fan Jin's feet had grown big, and his hands were pointed straight up at the sky, and his whole body was already in a state of air-drying.

Xiao Daocheng used his sword to flick the head of the dried corpse, revealing the side of his ear, which was a black thin rune of the king character! Sun Youyue leaned over to take a look, and his eyes widened when he saw this.

"Dao Chief, what are you going to do?" Xiao Daocheng frowned and asked in a cold voice.

After a moment of silence, Sun Youyue spoke, "I think this must be a misunderstanding, the Shangqing Sect is now the head of the Immortal Sect, and the Immortal Sect under his command has made a mistake, and I must find out about this matter." ”

"Capture the thief first capture the king, we have to find the source of the zombies." Xiao Daocheng thought for a moment and said.

Sun Youyue nodded in agreement, Xiao Yan went to find Tao Hongjing and Liu Zhen'er and had not returned, he was also worried in his heart, so he took the initiative to take over the job.

"General, why don't I take a few elite disciples to explore the truth and reality, we are carrying real fire, and we can escape in case of danger."

Xiao Daocheng pondered for a moment, nodded yes, and agreed with Sun Youyue's proposition, "Then it's hard to go on a long journey." ”

"I'll go too!" It was Fan Jin, he was holding a god-destroying knife, with a pair of big eyes blazing, as if he was going to smash the opponent's lair in the next second, slashing the enemy with his hand.

Fan Zhen's name, Sun Youyue and other monks have long heard of it, and with this military general, he naturally readily agrees.

When passing by the place where the corpses left footprints in the past, several people walked to explore one or two, Sun Youyue found that many zombies were monks of the major cultivation sects, whether this was a coincidence or a conspiracy, he was ready to go back and immediately reported it to Lu Xiujing.

Gravel fell ahead, mountains stood, and a small village was left in the darkness, and in the shadows, the wind blew the heavy smell of blood.

Sun Youyue faintly heard a voice that was not quite right, and suggested that a few people choose Edgeworth to fly overhead.

"We are not afraid of the shadow slanting, just walk over directly, why use spells, flying these false tricks."

Fan Jin's face was full of disdain, he didn't want to share a sword with Sun Youyue, who talked about immortals, gods or something all day long, and spread it, wouldn't his reputation of walking all over the world with his fists stink?