"Shut up for me!" Han Chen's expression was ugly and abnormal, they were still arguing at this time, Han Chen suddenly regretted his move to save them, and said sharply:

"If anyone drops the chain for me at such a time, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" Han Chen put down this sentence fiercely, which had a considerable effect, and everyone did not dare to speak, and one of the charming women stepped forward nervously, "The little woman was offended a few days ago, I hope the seniors will forgive me!"

Han Chen just glanced at the other party casually, then waved his hand, saying that it was okay, at this time, he didn't have the leisure to deal with that kind of trivial matter at all, so naturally the burly chopsticks monk who had threatened Han Chen before also trembled and came up to apologize.

was depressed, but Han Chen didn't dare to act too much, so he generously waved his hand and said it was okay!

They were all monks who came from the blood, and knowing that the matter was serious, all the cultivators took out their greatest protection and were fully armed, although they were far from Han Chen, but there were many of them, and their momentum was not weak.

"Senior, I don't know the cultivation of the ancestor of the Zeng family?" Ziqiao hesitated for a moment, but finally asked, and the monks in the audience all opened their ears to listen.

"The late stage of foundation building! And it is still the late stage of foundation building. Han Chen hesitated for a moment, and said slowly, he had his thoughts, but if the other party's strength was too low or too strong, it would not be feasible, too low and everyone would relax their vigilance, too strong and not dare to resist.

However, Rao is like this, most of the monks in the field are pale and pale, and the cultivation of hundreds of monks is uneven, and those who have reached the late stage and consummation of true qi do not occupy all of them, and there are very few who are in the middle stage of true qi.

But what does that matter to Han Chen, let alone someone he doesn't know, even if it's a familiar person who stabs him in the back, there are not a few.

Han Chen glanced around, fortunately, he was not ready to give up resistance, if that was the case, he would be the first to kill the other party, destroy the corpse, and never give the ancestor of the Zeng family a chance to absorb the blood.

Time passed very slowly, and Han Chen's current attention was all on the Black Fighting Ant, hoping to find an exit, but this place was not big, and I believe that it would not take long to produce results, and Han Chen was not in a hurry.

"Ah!!" a scream came, and all kinds of spells and spells like frightened birds were sent out to the place where the sound came from.

Han Chen didn't hesitate, as soon as the voice came out, his attack saw the other monks go, boom! Many spells and magic weapons directly attacked the target, everyone was overjoyed, thinking that with so many attacks, that person would be injured even if he didn't die.

But in Han Chen's opinion, his expression was very dignified, his divine sense was far higher than his cultivation, he had a mid-stage realm, coupled with the Qingling Elixir, he could stay awake at any time, he clearly saw those attacks attacking the other party, but found that these attacks did not cause him the slightest damage.

In just a moment, the scene in front of him clearly appeared in front of everyone, "Hiss!" Several gasping voices sounded, and Han Chen's face became extremely ugly.

"Zongzi! or Mao Zhuang!" I don't know who exclaimed, and everyone retreated one after another, approaching Han Chen. Mao Stiff is the third step in the evolution of Zongzi, which is cultivated by absorbing essence and blood, and is divided into white stiff, black stiff, hairy stiff, flying corpse and the most powerful drought.

Zongzi is a zombie. Legend has it that the original zombies were resentful because they couldn't look at death, and they were able to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, the aura of heaven and earth, and the essence of the moon, which was called white zombie, white zombie had no consciousness, and the damage was extremely low, and they were afraid of mortals. Bai Zombie absorbs enough heaven and earth aura to evolve Black Zombie, and then produces changes, has a full desire for blood and qi, and often the creatures that have been bitten by it will undergo corpse transformation. Using claws as weapons and biting necks to suck blood, others will be infected with corpse poison when they are sucked or scratched, and eventually die as another zombie.

Whites and blacks are usually stiff all over, with black, sharp nails, sharp canine teeth, and a fear of sunlight. They hide in cool and dark places during the day, haunt after dark, feed on human or animal blood, and are aggressive and powerful against living creatures. Absorbed enough blood and qi to be promoted to Mao Zhuang, Mao Zombie has hair all over his body, although he is also afraid of the sun, but he will not be hurt by the sun like white and black zombies. And the Mao Zombie has the cultivation of building the foundation, which is weird and abnormal, far beyond the same, and the Mao Zombie of the foundation usually produces the elixir, with an independent trace of consciousness and innate spells, and the body is as strong as a medium-grade magic weapon, this kind of whole body is a magic weapon, and the hair stiff that cannot be broken can not be broken just by looking at it.

In addition, this Mao Zhuang is the ancestor of the Zeng family, and his own cultivation has the late stage of foundation building and this kind of physique, which is very tricky.

But fortunately, this ancestor was not in a good sense, and he only knew how to suck blood qi and would not use spells, so the threat was greatly reduced.

But Han Chen didn't dare to be negligent, pinched his fingers, recited the mantra in his mouth, and as soon as he came, he took out his most powerful offensive Wind Spirit Bead and slashed down the sword, forming a huge cyan scimitar, and the aura was compelling.

Facing Mao Stiff a little, watching the scimitar fly forward, Han Chen also took out the defensive magic weapon Falling Pattern Mountain to protect the surroundings. As if feeling the power of the scimitar, Mao Zhuang, who had been sucking blood, quickly retreated backwards, and did not drag the mud and water in the slightest, if this kind of action either regained his senses, or he had a new consciousness, no matter what it was, it was not good news for Han Chen.

However, Han Chen sneered contemptuously, only to see that the scimitar followed and changed direction and hit the hairy stiff!

"Snort~" An ugly scream came, Mao Zhuang covered his injured arm and stared at Han Chen with resentment, like a terrible ghost from hell, his expression changed, and Han Chen hurriedly said: "Hurry up and attack the place where Mao Zhuang was injured." ”

"Yes!" The monks were shocked at first when they saw the strength of Han Chen's attack, and then they were overjoyed after seeing that Mao Zhuang injured, so it seemed that the chances of survival were much greater, and everyone judged the situation, before this kind of life was in danger, it was the enemy in the past, and they could join forces to fight the enemy together at this moment.

All of a sudden, the spiritual power was full of power, and the power was much greater than just now, and the sum of such a large number of attacks was not trivial even for a monk in the middle stage of foundation building.

Boom, Mao Zhuang actually didn't dodge or dodge and carried it hard, such an imaginary difference Han Chen's face instantly stiffened, and his divine sense hurriedly looked, countless black shadows flashed around, "This is?" Zi Qiao, the woman standing behind Han Chen, screamed.

Not only did his face change drastically, but the other True Qi cultivators were all trembling, and a dense mass of white and black zombies appeared behind Mao Zhuang, and the number was so large that there were nearly a thousand to see. And the strength is not lower than them.

Even Han Chen's face changed and changed, "Hehe!" Mao Zhuang sneered, and actually confided a confused word: "Kill.. They're up. Blood to me... Keep it. ”

Mao Zhuang's performance didn't care much about the others, after all, they didn't know the details during the coma, thinking that Mao Zhuang was already conscious, but Han Chen was different, he had always pretended, and he couldn't help but regret it at the moment, if it wasn't for the sake of getting a knot order, he wouldn't have let himself fall into such a dangerous situation like now.

However, Han Chen is worth a lot of money, and he still has several kinds of confidence that he has not used, so naturally he will not admit defeat easily, he scooped his waist bag, took out the spirit beast belt, and as soon as he read the mantra, the spirit beast bag changed for a while, and the mouth opened. There was a dense sound from inside, and then several black fighting ants with large bodies crawled out, iron horns emerged from the top of their heads, all black, and their cultivation had reached the late realm of true qi.

Then, following closely behind, there were countless noises, and Han Chen released all the cultivated black fighting ants in a row. The team was huge to more than a thousand, and a burst of pressure came, which made the cultivators behind him breathless, but everyone's eyes were full of surprise, and they were also extremely frightened when they looked at Han Chen, so they naturally didn't dare to disobey Han Chen's orders.

Han Chen first pointed at the black fighting ant and ordered, "Destroy all the zombies on the other side." Then he looked at several True Qi Perfection Monks behind him and said, "You and the Black Fighting Ants will quickly destroy the black and white zombies, and then gather the strength of everyone to deal with the Mao zombies together with this seat." ”

"Yes, senior!" Several people did not hesitate at all, and replied with confidence, after seeing Han Chen's huge army of spirit insects, their hopes of surviving were much greater, and they naturally flattered them.

The scar of the stiff hair was slowly fading with the passage of time, and its other paw kept stroking, wisps of black gas came out, and then flowed into his wounds, and each wisp of black qi flowed out, the black qi around him was a little less.

After Han Chen arranged a series of tasks, he first killed the black zombie in front of him with a wave of his hand, and then waved out several high-grade talisman seals....

On the other side, the place where Mao Zhuang was hit slowly recovered, and he looked at the lineup around him, as if he was casual, and the cultivators did not dare to approach him easily, but it looked very comfortable. It's just that his body doesn't look so good at the moment, and his expression is sometimes hideous, sometimes painful, and sometimes confused..... It's like going crazy.

Good opportunity, Han Chen muttered in his heart, the water moon in his hand had been sacrificed by Han Chen, and there was a round of rotation, and there was a turbulent sound from the small sphere, and with a finger from Han Chen's hand, the water vapor in the water moon formed a majestic flood and spread away.

"Ice!" The flood obeyed Han Chen's order and condensed into ice, and the process was only a short time.

"Xiao Daoyou, do you think your predecessors can win?" the burly man asked softly to the charming woman in front of him.

"It's hard to say!" The charming woman slashed the black stiff head in front of her with a sword, and replied hesitantly, she is the daughter of the Xiao family, another family not far from the Demon Dao Mountain, named Zi Qiao.

I have been fighting with the Zeng family for hundreds of years, and this time I was just here to see who the other party sent to enter the Heavenly Corpse Gate to cultivate, but I never thought that I would fall into such a crisis moment. She wanted the foundation building predecessor to kill Mao Zhuang more than anyone else, otherwise the Xiao family would definitely not be the opponent of the Zeng family.