After Shen Luo sent Bai Xing away, he continued to run the Psychic Demon Technique, and the water hole suddenly doubled in size, and then a slightly red demonic qi gushed out from it.

"Whoa"!

A tall figure jumped out of it, and after shaking off the splash on his body, he revealed a mighty shrimp soldier with a foot tall and wearing dark red scale armor, two red and white tentacles quite thick, and two black lacquer axes the size of grinding discs in both hands.

This demon is the shrimp soldier of the Soul Condensation Period that he recently subdued, surrounded by a powerful demonic aura, and his cultivation is already in the late stage of Soul Condensation.

"Second Zhuang Daoist, I'm going to trouble you to help me this time. Shen Luo said.

The mighty shrimp soldier nodded, and before he could speak, countless zombies had already swarmed, and a scarlet wind was blowing in his face...

Shen Luo flipped his hand and took out the cyan short axe, and was about to make a move, but the two strong shrimp soldiers next to him had already taken the lead in flying out, waving the big axe in his hand and splitting out of the void.

"Hum" and "Hum" two sharp roars, two axe shadows the size of a door panel flew out of the sky, shooting straight out of a distance of more than ten zhang before dissipating.

Wherever the Axe Shadow passed, all the zombies were cut in two.

The shrimp soldiers' axes overturned, and one after another axe shadows burst out, affecting the entire street and alley.

The zombies were all cut in two, and they flew like leaves, and the zombies in a street were almost blocked by themselves.

Shen Luo saw this scene, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

This shrimp soldier seems to be a little more powerful than he imagined, and it should be no problem to hand it over here.

He flew away and pounced on another alley not far away that was not guarded by immortal cultivators, and there were also a large number of zombies attacking here.

Shen Luo was in mid-air, raised his hand with one hand, and slashed the cyan short axe in his hand, and more than a dozen thick cyan thunderbolts burst forward, each of which pierced through more than a dozen zombies.

Bang bang bang!

The bodies of these zombies burst open, turning into a rain of blood.

At the same time, he pinched a little, and the pure yang sword embryo shot out of his sleeve, turning into a sword rainbow several feet long, slashing into the zombie group in another alley not far away.

The sound of puffs was endless, and where Jian Hong passed, a large number of zombies were cut in two.

Although Shen Luo's side was still resisting, Zhou Meng, Zhao Tingsheng and others were a little stretched, and in the face of the attack of the zombie frenzy, several people were quickly defeated and retreated, and they were unable to stabilize the defense line.

Fortunately, whenever a black zombie appears in the zombie army, the ghost generals released by Shen Luo will flash out in time and kill them for them, otherwise someone would have already fallen.

After Zhou Meng and the others were defeated and retreated, Shen Luo and the shrimp soldiers could not continue to stand in front alone, so they would suffer from the enemy on their backs, so they had to retreat as well, and Shen Luo and other immortal cultivators were repulsed, and those defenders on the ground could not resist and retreated backwards.

In just a few moments, the small half of Guangdefang was captured by these zombie armies.

"Why hasn't the government sent people over for reinforcements, if it goes on like this, the entire Guangdefang will be lost!" Shen Luo was anxious in his heart, and frantically urged the cyan short axe and the pure yang sword embryo.

Thunderbolts and sword qi flew down, slashing into the zombie army, setting off bursts of bloody rain, but they couldn't stop the offensive of these zombie army.

With a "whoosh", a silver shadow jumped out from behind a nearby wall, agile as a civet cat, taking advantage of the moment when Shen Luo attacked the zombie army below, he actually bullied him behind him, like a hook and five fingers to grab his back.

Shen Luo was slightly frightened in his heart, and on one side of his body, he dodged the silver shadow's grasp, and the cyan short axe in his hand slashed out with his backhand.

But the silver shadow was unusually sensitive, and it dodged to the side, and actually dodged the blow of the cyan short axe.

But at this moment, a red sword shadow fell from the sky, surrounding the silver figure like lightning.

With a "snort", the silver figure was cut in two and fell to the ground, turning out to be a silver zombie about the size of an ordinary person.

The object is covered in silver scales, and although it is smaller, it appears to be more robust than the yellow and black zombies.

"There is even this kind of silver zombie in the zombie army, and its strength is almost comparable to that of the monks in the late stage of Bigu. Shen Luo was secretly shocked.

A few breaths entangled by the silver zombies, the zombie army below once again advanced quite a bit.

Shen Luo frowned, and was about to make a move to repel these zombies.

Woohoo!

Countless arrow-like blue light fell from the sky, densely packed and unknown, illuminating half of the sky, raining into the zombie army.

The sound of countless rains hitting the plantain sounded, and the zombie army in the nearby streets and alleys were all knocked out, clearing a large open space.

Although the number of those blue lights was large, they were extremely accurate, and they only attacked those streets and alleys, and the nearby houses were not damaged.

Shen Luo looked up in amazement, but a beautiful woman in green clothes with a face like frost appeared in mid-air at some point, holding a small blue flag, which was the Qinghua Fairy of Putuo Mountain who had seen two sides.

The Qinghua Fairy glanced at Shen Luo, and his body turned into a cyan rainbow, shooting towards other areas, and wherever it flew, a rain of cyan arrows fell, knocking all the zombies there.

And behind the Qinghua Fairy, bright lights flew over, and reinforcements finally arrived.

When Shen Luo saw this scene, his tense heart relaxed.

Two figures fell from the sky and landed near him, but they were two Taoist priests in green robes, one young man was in the late stage of Bigu, and the other old man was in the soul condensing stage.

When the two of them saw the shrimp soldiers, they were surprised, and a trace of hostility appeared on their faces.

"It turned out to be a Daoist friend of Zixiao Guan, this shrimp soldier is a spirit beast, I don't need reinforcements here, please trouble the two Daoists to help others. Shen Luo recognized the clothes on these two people and said loudly.

Hearing this, the old man in the green robe nodded, and pulled the young man in the green robe and flew towards other places.

With the addition of these reinforcements, the raging zombie army was finally stopped.

The battle raged all night, until the first rays of the morning sun rose in the east, and the zombie army seemed to get some signal and faded like a tide.

At this time, Shen Luo's face was already pale, and there was no mana in his body, and while his expression was slightly relaxed, he hurriedly took out a pill and took it.

The shrimp soldier Erzhuang has been fighting with those zombies in close quarters, and his body is already scarred, but his mental condition seems to be much better than Shen Luo, and his cultivation in the later stage of soul condensation, in terms of the strength of the demon, is far above Shen Luo.

"The enemy has retreated, Erzhuang Daoyou has worked hard this time, I owe you a favor. Shen Luo said.

"It's okay, send me back to the East China Sea, I'm not used to the air on land. The shrimp soldier said in a hard tone.

Shen Luo nodded, waved his hand to open the psychic water cave and sent Er Zhuang away, and his eyes continued to wander around.

Although the zombie seemed to have retreated, he didn't dare to be careless, and while silently refining the elixir, he was alert to the possible invasion of other ghosts.