Three minutes ago, Murakami's stephusband was still guiding the secret method, remotely controlling the monster to spread the corpse miasma, everything was carried out perfectly, although the guy from Jiuto was so happy that he forgot the taboo of poor Kou Mo chasing and died, but the tasks they had to do in Pinghuai had been completed, so he was still in a very happy mood.

And three minutes later, Murakami's stephusband felt endless despair, he was bleeding from all his knots, there was no good meat in his body, and the bones in his body were shattered by the powerful force, and now he was like a leather bag, thrown on the ground at will.

He looked at the young man sitting in the formation in front of him, casually flipping through the secret method book, and tried his best to speak: "Kill me...... Kill...... I ......"

"Don't worry, from the moment you snooped on me with the secret method of recourse, you were doomed to die," Feng Yang smiled kindly, and his tone was very peaceful, looking as friendly as chatting with an old friend, "But you know, we Yanxia people have been paying attention to tooth for tooth and eye for eye since ancient times, you have done so many sins in Pinghuai City, but I let you die happily, this is obviously inappropriate, you say." ”

Murakami's stephusband's spirit was almost broken, and he looked at Fengyang with begging eyes.

"Seeing your sincere eyes, I know that you understand my distress," Feng Yang gave Murakami's stephusband an encouraging look, "Come on, this kind of immortal experience is not experienced by ordinary people." ”

After speaking, Feng Yang turned his head and continued to study the secret method scroll of the Heavenly Imperial Temple in his hand, shaking his head as he looked at it...... The cultivation method of this Wa country is really rough enough, patchwork, dare to play with anything, no wonder dare to pour nuclear wastewater into the sea, it turns out that it is brain-dead from the root.

Murakami's stephusband felt his vitality slowly draining, and with each passing point, his pain increased a little, and at this moment, he had already begun to regret why he had entered the hot summer.

The young man in front of him, called Feng Yang, was not a descendant of the Hidden World Sect at all, but a cultivator who was desperately powerful, and the methods he showed when he tortured himself just now were not at all capable of cultivating in this era.

Murakami's stephusband had only seen a similar aura in the three great deities of Tengoji Temple.

Doesn't it mean that there are no masters in Yanxia except for "One Unique", "Two Handsome", "Three Heroes", and "Six Masters"?

Why can you meet such a pervert by chance?

How many such characters are still hidden in Yanxia?

Why hasn't there been any news about our Heavenly Temple for many years?

The people of Yanxia are so cunning!

"Bang!"

The door of the private room was kicked open, Qinglian walked in with a dried corpse in her hand, and after seeing the tragic situation of Murakami's stephusband, her face obviously showed a look of disgust.

"Don't you like the breath of the Japanese people? Why do you even want to absorb their cultivation? Feng Yang glanced at Qinglian, and then continued to read the secret scroll in his hand.

Doesn't your conscience hurt when you ask this question? You have attained the Tao for eternity, but I was left by you in the era of the end of the Dharma and withered for thousands of years before I was resurrected, how much do I lack cultivation because you don't have a little number in your heart? Qinglian was not happy when she heard this, and immediately sneered at her.

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to say that the cultivation cultivated by the Japanese people's cultivation system doesn't seem to be very authentic, I'm afraid that you will have indigestion," Feng Yang smiled.

Of course, it's okay if you have indigestion, but you are using Zhong Yunxi's body now, what if she has any strange illness because of this? In the end, it's not bothering me?

"No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and I still have to choose in this era? If you're hungry for a thousand years, it's estimated that you can even eat the glutinous meal overnight," Qinglian habitually rolled her eyes, then leaned over and began to tear the corpse dry, as if she was peeling off the vertebrae.

Murakami's stephusband saw Qinglian humming a little tune, and he skillfully peeled off the vertebrae of his subordinates, and his already broken spirit completely collapsed, and he scared himself to death.

"Hey! What are you doing? Don't you see that I'm having a friendly conversation with a new friend? Why are you scaring him! Feng Yang was not satisfied.

"What? When you need me to make black gloves, call people Britney, and now that the matter is done, call me Mrs. Niu? Qinglian was holding a human scorpion in her hand, her eyes narrowed into a slit, and her mouth was grinding her teeth, "The Wind Fairy King's ability to cross the river and tear down the bridge is really admirable. ”

The corners of Feng Yang's mouth twitched, and then his face did not change and his heart did not beat, and he hurriedly changed the topic: "Huh? Do you want to refine the Hundred Bone Flying Thorns? ”

"Phew! The backbone bones of the Japanese people are generally soft and collapsed, how can it be possible to refine the hundred bone flying thorns? Qinglian hurriedly denied it, "What I want to refine is a grass and wood puppet, this cultivator of the Wa Kingdom can be regarded as the best among primates, and it is the most suitable for refining wood Jiao." ”

Feng Yang rubbed his chin and thought about the history of the Japanese people, no matter what era, whoever is strong will recognize whoever is a father, who has milk will recognize who is a mother, the main thing is a rat head at both ends, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, since Feng Yang pretended to use Sam Country's two mushroom bombs to poke two flowers in the Wa Country eighty years ago, the Wa Kingdom has been following Sam Country behind the ass and shouting Dad.

Eh, in this way, the backbone is really soft enough......

On the other side of the city, fighters from Xuanyuantai and Liangjiang provinces began to take over the streets of Pinghuai City, and effective resistance to the zombie frenzy was finally formed.

In addition to the Zhou Group and the Su family, who have already played out the dog's brain, other large and small forces in Pinghuai City have also sent armed forces to participate in the battle against zombies.

A zombie siege has blown up almost the essence of Pinghuai City.

And with the death of Murakami's stephusband, the monster that spread the miasma also lost its controller.

At one point, in the crowd of zombies running wild in the city, a female zombie in a mink coat stopped running, her eyes showed a look of wisdom, and her face showed a look of pain.

Her whole person's aura began to change, and with a crackling sound in her body, her body gradually returned to the normal human body from a distorted state, and at the same time, her body size also increased a lot in equal proportions, and she didn't stop until it was close to two meters, and all her clothes were torn until they were torn, revealing a white skin that was different from other zombies.

"The breath of the world...... It's so delicious," the giantess zombie who woke up took a deep breath in intoxication, and immediately smiled, "It's been more than 10,000 years, and I, Bai Ling'er, are back." ”

Bai Ling'er raised her hand slightly, and the scraps of cloth on her body disappeared, and then a bone jade silver silk edelweiss robe appeared on her body, and a white bone war spear also appeared in her hand.

She swung her bone spear, her eyes lit up with a faint green fire.

"My people, go and fetch me more blood food!"

With her order, the zombies in the whole city let out a crazy roar at the same time, and their aura suddenly increased a lot, and then they were not afraid of death, and the armed forces of the human beings who went forward to kill them.