Holding the wings of this fire demon in one hand, Li Daxiong's gaze was always staring at the avenue that was only half a street away and led directly to the Great Worship Temple.

However, dozens of cavalry troops were angry like dragons, and they followed the young man at the head with a roar, and followed the fiery command flag in his hand towards the goal. These cavalrymen did not wear armor on their bodies, so they wore a slightly thin battle jacket, but they were full of energy, but they were no less than those elite cavalrymen in the border army!

For the breakthrough of this cavalry army, it has already alarmed the people in the West City who have not had time to break into the East City, and they have begun to mutate towards the zombies.

After these people were infected by divine power, whether they were dead or alive at the moment of mutation, the consciousness that originally belonged to the living was already somewhat unclear. However, there is one advantage, when they were still alive, they blindly followed those Zoroastrian scripture masters, and now that they have become corpse monsters, they still obey the command of those zombie scripture masters.

In every mature religion, these formal clergy represent the role of the "head sheep" of the people they come into contact with, and the head sheep leads the way of the flock, and these scribes are responsible for bringing these people to the church.

Take to hell.

The corpse monsters that first intercepted the front of this small cavalry army were also the zombies of the strongest parishioners. Although their epidermis is cracked, revealing the slimy green skin under the human skin, the long physique and knotted torsos of these zombies show that they are very different from the thin zombies caused by ordinary corpse transformations.

In the face of those parishioners, as long as they see a little blood, the morale of the other party can immediately fall to the bottom, and the cavalry can run like a sheep after a round. However, these monsters that have completed the transformation from living people to zombies, and whether there is the fear that ordinary creatures have because of survival instincts, must first put a question mark.

The most important thing is that these zombies all have weapons in their hands, not to mention scimitars, and even a few of them hold bows and arrows. It's just that they don't seem to know how to use bows and arrows anymore, and carry them as if they were carrying wooden sticks.

In the sanitation of these zombies, there is also a gray-bearded scripture master...... Or it would be more accurate to call it a corpse. This old guy in a wool jacket has a gray-green color like the new bark of a poplar, and his protruding eyes are like a pair of yellowed bubbles, and even its head is much larger than normal.

Compared to those zombie cultists, this zombie scripture master obviously retains more wisdom in front of him. Even the prayer magic technique obtained by sensing divine power has been promoted by the zombie transformation divine power that is not a curse or a divine grace.

The zombie scripture master held the parchment canon in one hand and pointed to Wei Ye with the other, and quickly recited in a well-rounded Sabbatarian language: "Bahram! Your divine power is here, so that the arms of the demons are weak! Let the eyes of the witches be blinded! Let the ears of the cultists not hear! Let the sinners not move, let us slaughter!"

With this prayer, the zombie scriptor's fingers had gathered a dark green shimmer, mixed with the zombie scriptor's green skin, which was not easy to notice.

However, the Anxihu language it recited was simultaneously captured by Wei Ye's bamboo slip terminal, and the instantly translated subtitles had appeared in front of Wei Ye's eyes.

This is a verse from the Zoroastrian hymn to Bahram, but it is also a dark magic spell with a negative curse effect. In particular, the evil god who gave these zombie scripture masters magic control the negative realms of plague, decay, and mutated undead creatures, and the spells derived from this have become out-and-out corpse poison curses.

The effect of corpse poison is amplified through curses, corroding the vision and hearing of living people, and at the same time, the erosion of corpse poison destroys the normal work of nerves, so the negative state of dullness and even paralysis will follow.

The first time to see through the true face of this curse, the immortal warlock didn't look at the zombie scripture master who was about to end this spell, just snorted coldly, and rode his horse forward to speed up again!

It was a complete contempt, and it made the zombie warcer even more angry. It raised its finger, and the curse power that was originally aimed at the front of the team and was about to scatter suddenly condensed into a fist-sized ball of light, aimed at Wei Ye's chest and shot out!

Wei Ye sat on the horse, didn't even move his eyebrows, and waved his sleeves like chasing flies, and his cuffs were blocking the ball of light that the curse had turned into.

This corpse poison spell only touched the Qingxi Dao suit, and was immediately blocked by the water and light surging on the Qingxi Dao suit, and then turned into nothing!

Qingxi Daofu has a very high power to resist spells, and the pure law cleansing applied on the Dao suit is the nemesis of these corpse poison spells. Under the superposition of the two effects, in the face of the curse of these zombie scriptors, Wei Ye was like a real invulnerable iron can.

And Wei Ye happened to rush to the side of the zombie scripture master at this moment, but he just glanced at the old zombie, and Wei Ye immediately beat his horse away.

He didn't draw his sword, didn't urge the Rokko arrows, and didn't use the power of the Dongyang Fire blessed by this cavalry, as if the wheels of the rolling forward ignored the praying mantis that raised its front paws to block its way.

This zombie scripture master has not yet figured out how he escaped from the other party's sword. At this moment, I could only hear the sound of something whirring from the sky.

The old zombie still had the habit of being alive, and casually looked up, and what was reflected in its swollen and yellowed eyes was a large stone more than half a person high!

With a loud bang, the scripture master who led a group of zombie cultists was already pressed under the boulder, and as far as the momentum could reach, the green plasma of severed limbs and disgusting people was splashed everywhere.

And on the city gate, Sima Ling, who had found a high-powered telescope at some point, slammed his fist into a fist: "This smash is really good! It's just like the momentum of Uncle Gourd jumping up and smashing a group of zombies in the game "Plants vs. Zombies"! Well done, uncle!"

And under the city gate, Li Daxiong and the fire demon who claimed to be a divine envoy glanced at each other, this fire demon had still seen Wei Ye make a move, but what he saw in Li Daxiong's eyes was only shocked and speechless-

When did such a fierce and ferocious unreasonable guy come out of the poor and remote territory of Liangzhou?