Judging from the aura emanating from his body, this zombie has reached the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period. The turquoise eyes had turned crimson, filled with a gloomy and cold aura, which made the three of them shiver.

He let out a strange howl, and suddenly his body bent slightly, and then shot like an arrow.

Seeing this, the two of them were shocked, but the two of them reacted quickly and quickly took out the defensive magic weapon from the storage bag.

"Brother Wang, hurry up and help, otherwise you will all die!"

The horse-faced monk saw that the fat shopkeeper seemed to be frightened, and suddenly shouted.

With this exclamation, the fat shopkeeper seemed to have just woken up from a big dream, and hurriedly took out a turtle shell magic weapon from the storage bag and hovered around him.

The horse-faced monk also knew that the fat shopkeeper was of no use, so he immediately stopped expecting it, gritted his teeth and took out a dozen talismans from the storage bag, and threw them over.

The black-robed monk also knew that life and death were at stake, and suddenly took out a light blue orb, which turned out to be a heavenly thunderbolt.

Those talismans turned into various strange lights, and they struck the mutated ironclad zombie with lightning speed, but it did not cause any damage, only causing its body to pause in the air.

Seeing this, the black-robed monk gritted his teeth and sacrificed the blue bead in his hand, drowning the zombie in the rolling thunder in an instant.

Seeing this, the horse-faced monk was overjoyed, and quickly took out two spare magic weapons from the storage bag, and was about to activate his power to completely kill the monster.

It's just a pity that all this is just a dream.

When the thunder dissipated, the zombie's body only darkened slightly, and there was no substantial damage. Before the two of them could think of what to do, a rushing evil aura came from the zombie's body, and then jumped up in a rage, and even if the magic weapon on the side hit it, it couldn't hurt it in the slightest, which made both of them frightened and overwhelmed.

The zombie came to the black-robed monk's side with a few jumps, and the two sharp ghost claws danced like windmills, and with a few swings, the black-robed man's defensive magic weapon was cut and shattered, turning into crumbs.

Before he could continue to make any moves, the zombie's eyes flashed with blood, and his figure shook again, and he appeared in front of him, grabbing a pair of sharp claws.

"Zila" sounded.

The horse-faced monk quickly blocked an iron shield in front of the black-robed monk, but the zombie claw pierced through the shield as soon as it grabbed it, and the ghost claw swelled again, ripping out his heart.

The zombie let out a cheerful roar, threw its beating heart into its mouth, chewed it casually, and then turned into a black light and struck the horse-faced monk.

Seeing this, the horse-faced monk gritted his teeth and leaned over to the fat shopkeeper.

What he thought in his heart was very simple, maybe the zombies would shift their targets after relying on the past, so that they could win a chance to escape for their lives.

He now has some remorse in his heart, if he had known that he would have scattered and fled, how could he have escaped a few lives.

But it was too late to think about anything now, and all that was left in his mind was the thought of running for his life. But at this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he trembled with excitement when he saw the three corpses that fell. As long as you can escape from this place now, won't all the spirit stones in the storage bag be owned by you when you come back?

Then what kind of Wang family do you have to go to, change your face and find a remote place to cultivate well, and it is impossible for this Deng family to bother to find him a nobody.

Thinking of this, his eyes flashed and he hurriedly said: "Brother Wang help me, I will use the talisman treasure to kill this!"

When Han Yu heard his words, he was also slightly stunned, but he quickly saw through this person's lie and fled to the side, making him pounce all of a sudden.

The horse-faced monk's countenance suddenly became angry.

Although the target of the ironclad corpse was Han Yu, he would not let go of this person who had repeatedly obstructed him, and turned into a fishy wind and chased after him.

The horse-faced monk hurriedly flew away, a sharp ghost claw grabbing at the position where he had just stood.

The horse-faced monk who had just struggled from the line of life and death turned paler than his face.

This zombie can scratch any magic weapon, and the scales on the body are even more difficult to hurt, and the strength of this zombie is three points stronger than that of the monk who built the foundation perfectly, maybe only the legendary rune treasure can kill this teasing.

Thinking of this, the horse-faced monk yelled at Han Yu again, "Brother Wang, I only need you to delay fifty breaths, and I can activate the rune treasure!"

After saying this, he didn't wait for Han Yu to agree, pretended to take out a talisman from the storage bag, raised Yang with his hand, and continued to rush towards Han Yu.

Han Yu's face showed a hint of sarcasm, at this time, this guy still tried to fool himself and let himself be the scapegoat!

The horse-faced monk's idea was that Han Yu didn't understand Fu Bao too much, and wanted to take this opportunity to pull him into the water.

But just as he was about to get closer, the chubby fat face showed a hint of horror, and his figure turned into a breeze and disappeared into invisibility.

The horse-faced monk quickly turned his head and saw that the zombie was still in place, looking blankly at him with its blood-colored eyes.

Before he could understand what was going on, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and then his back was hot, and the whole person rushed forward under the impact of the huge force, opening his mouth and spitting out several balls of blood.

At this moment, he saw that a large hole had been opened in his chest.

He lost all strength in an instant, fell straight down the hill from the air, and then struggled to flip over.

He grinned suddenly!

Because he knew very well in his heart that it was impossible for this zombie to let Wang Lin go, and he wanted to see it buried with him with his own eyes.

But in the next moment, his smile froze!

The fat shopkeeper, who had been working hard just now, suddenly raised his hand, and hundreds of wind blades appeared in front of him, throwing them towards the zombie.

Before any thought could flash through his mind, the fat shopkeeper shook his hand, and two scorching flames appeared in the air, twisting and transforming into two firebirds in the air.

"It's... How is it possible..."The horse-faced monk's body twitched, and a sense of sleepiness hit his heart. His mind kept thinking about whether to sleep or not, but he gradually lost consciousness.

At the moment of his death, there was only one thought left in his mind: what the hell was going on?

Han Yu, who was floating in mid-air, also had a solemn face, and all the hundreds of wind blades just now were slashed at the zombie, but they did not cause any damage to him.

The use of mana to produce the Firebird technique was also inspired by the horse-faced monk to see if this monster was afraid of fire.

But this time Han Yu miscalculated again!

Two flames smashed into the zombie's body, and the two flames rose into the sky, but the zombie rushed in unscathed. He looked at Han Yu and let out a roar full of beastliness, with an indescribable madness in it.

Han Yu frowned and looked at the sky around him, feeling a little solemn in his heart.

He thought for a moment, and suddenly his hand touched the storage bag, and a white magic weapon appeared in his hand.

Han Yu chanted a spell in his mouth and threw it towards the zombie.

I saw that the small white tower rose in the wind after getting out of his hand, and it became five or six zhang high in the blink of an eye, and the surface of the small tower was faintly shining with colorful light, which looked extremely dazzling.

The zombie let out a strange roar from its mouth, turning into a strange wind and drifting into the distance. But the bottom of the small white tower shone with a white light.

The figure of the zombie appeared not far away, and a small tower appeared in the sky above the zombie in a blur, and suddenly detained it in it.

Han Yu saw that Xiao Ta had suppressed the zombie at once, and his face was slightly stunned, and then he showed a thoughtful look.

But in the next moment, as if he was suddenly awake, he hurriedly fell towards the place where the four of them fell.

He quickly put away the storage bags of the four people, and then took out a jade bottle in his hand, first collected the souls of the four people, and then grabbed the storage bag, and several fireballs came to destroy the corpses.

It took Han Yu a meal in total, and when he saw that there was nothing missing from the scene, there were several loud noises in his ears, and he hurried to find his reputation.

At this moment, his face became extremely ugly!

I saw that the huge white tower was constantly twisting and deforming, and the wall of the tower would bulge from time to time, and then it began to expand and shrink slightly, and the Buddha light on the surface was still flickering, and the light had become extremely dim.

Han Yu was a little shocked in his heart.

This small pagoda is a rare Buddha artifact, which has a strong restraining effect on some demons and monsters, and is invincible on the battlefield of Wanmayuan, and I don't know how many zombies have been suppressed.

But it's such a magic weapon, and the effort to support just one meal has reached its limit, and it looks like it will collapse at any time!

Han Yu's brows furrowed, it seemed that he could only flee for his life first!

But before that, you have to find a way to cover your thoughts!