There are a lot of zombies, maybe not too powerful, you can kill them at will, but he can kill one, two, three, can't kill millions, when the number becomes a trouble, it is really a big trouble. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Gu Shaohua's cultivation is limited, his internal qi is limited, and his strength is limited, when all his strength is exhausted and he falls into the zombie group, there is only one way to die.

Flying in the air, the zombie can't do anything about him, but the wind and thunder wings consume the internal qi, once the internal qi is exhausted, it will be miserable if it falls into the zombie group.

"What should I do?"

Gu Shaohua's mind was racing rapidly, trying his best to think of a way.

realized that he was caught in the formation, but Gu Shaohua had nothing to do, this zombie world was too complete, if he couldn't break through, the end was already doomed.

Gu Shaohua was feeling that there was no way, the ground suddenly shook violently, and a dazzling flame rushed out, and the flames rushed into the sky, rushing dozens of zombies into flames.

The flames were fierce and bursting, and in the blink of an eye, they had become surging, and the fierce flames and extremely high temperatures made the air faintly twist and rise.

The distortion of the air swept into the space, and the space shook endlessly, and became more and more violent, and when it reached a peak, there was a "tearing" sound, and the space was torn apart.

One side of the space, like a mirror, quickly shattered and opened, and the broken cracks formed a chain reaction, and when the critical value was reached, it exploded with a "boom".

Spatial cracks filled this space, and it was burned by flames, as if it had exceeded the melting point of a candle, softening little by little, and becoming nothingness.

When the entire space was completely empty, the last scene in front of Gu Shaohua's eyes was that everything flowed down like a wax statue and turned into a black mist.

As soon as Gu Shaohua's consciousness returned, he heard Zhang Wenbin's shouting: "Everyone be careful, this phantom killing array is very powerful, wait for me to break it." ”

A red rose in front of him, and a huge fireball crossed a curve in the black mist, smashing heavily to the ground, and a burst of fire flickered.

The fire was blazing and unscrupulous, igniting the white cloth, paper people and paper horses in the coffin shop, like a natural flame, and the ground swelled with fire lotus.

The fireball fell, hitting a coffin, and the planks scattered and burned violently, and something crawled out of it.

One person is tall, with blue-black skin, and eyes that are bulging and bleeding, and this zombie moves by putting its feet together and jumping forward one at a time.

The fire broke out, connected into one piece, like a fire cloud, and the entire coffin shop was burned down, and the black cloud that shrouded it was dispersed.

The formation was broken, and the zombies lying in the coffin crawled out one after another, and thirty-six zombies killed Gu Shaohua and the five people.

Don't look at the zombies jumping and jumping, it seems that they are inconvenient, in fact, the speed is not slow, and they only jump twice, and they kill a few people.

Gu Shaohua's reaction was not slow, and the blood-drinking sword slashed out hard, and with a "dang" sound, it slashed at the neck of a zombie, only breaking the skin.

The blood-drinking sword is extremely sharp, but it can't cut off the zombie's head, it can be seen that the zombie's defense is high, one sword is unfavorable, Gu Shaohua did not give up, and cut out thirteen swords in an instant, one sword is faster than the other, and one sword is sharper than the other.

From top to bottom, from front to back, the thirteen swords that Gu Shaohua slashed out had no effect, only proving that the defense of zombies was indeed extremely strong.

This trick doesn't work, Gu Shaohua won't go all the way to the black, the wind and thunder wings fanned, and a thin purple thunderbolt was generated out of thin air and split down.

"Click!"

The purple thunderbolt, which was not much thicker than a hair, slashed into the zombie's head, and the zombie immediately emitted green smoke, and a hole was split in the top of the head.

"Bang" fell to the ground, and the zombie's head fell to pieces like a watermelon, and something black and slimy flowed out of it.

Thirty-six zombies came from all sides and killed one, Gu Shaohua didn't dare to relax, and immediately caught up with the other.

The strength of these zombies is more powerful than the zombies that Gu Shaohua experienced in the phantom array, and they are the zombies that really belong to Chinese myths and legends, extremely powerful, and can be called invulnerable.

Such a zombie, ordinary people have no choice, Gu Shaohua and other Acquired Realm cultivators like them are against each other, if they don't attack their weaknesses, it will be difficult to deal with them.

Thunder and lightning deserve to be the nemesis of obscure power, often a purple thunderbolt can chop down a zombie, perhaps because of his professional counterpart, Gu Shaohua cleaned up these zombies, faster than Wang Yu and He Xiaoran, second only to Zhang Wenbin.

Gu Shaohua killed ten zombies in a row, a pair of small wings behind him, the fan flew up, and his face began to turn slightly pale, which was a manifestation of excessive consumption of internal qi.

Wang Yu, He Xiaoran, and Zhang Wende are also very powerful, each killing a few zombies, the most awesome is Zhang Wenbin, no magic weapons, no talismans, one by one magic tricks are pinched out, and the fireballs the size of the head are beaded.

"Whew......"

I don't know if there are too many zombies killed, the temperature in the coffin shop drops sharply, and soon people are cold, and a zombie roars in the sky, letting out a silent roar.

The blue-black color on the zombie's body quickly receded, becoming a little close to pale, and the two teeth in its mouth grew rapidly, and its face became more hideous.

It just so happened that Zhang Wenbin threw out a fireball, and if an ordinary zombie was hit and smashed on the head, it would die instantly, even if it hit other parts of the body, it would also be severely injured.

But the fireball slammed into the zombie, and its dumbfounded eyes flashed with blood, and a punch slammed into it, tearing the fireball apart.

“biubiubiu......”

Zhang Wenbin was not convinced, and as soon as the magic trick in his hand changed, fireballs were generated one after another, connected into a string, and smashed towards the zombies one after another.

This spell of a chain of fireballs is more powerful than machine gun fire, and at an extremely fast speed, it smashes into the zombies one by one, splashing into a rain of fire.

Zombies are afraid of thunder and fire, Gu Shaohua thunder splits zombies, the effect is remarkable, and the monks of Qianjimen are also very good at dealing with zombies.

The monks of Qianjimen practice more fire attribute exercises, regardless of martial arts or spells, there are more fire attributes, and there are special effects against zombies.

Ordinary zombies are very afraid of fire, this kind of obvious mutation, the fire resistance has increased a lot, and a large fireball smashes up, leaving only a piece of scorched black, which will not cause great damage.

Zhang Wenbin smashed ordinary zombies with fireballs, one smashed one accurately, one smashed one dead, but this mutant zombie is different, it seems to have a sanity, and it is often blocked very accurately.

The zombie punches, and with one punch, it will explode a fireball, and two dusty fists dance into a fist shadow in front of them, blocking all the fireballs.

"Bang ......"

Fireballs exploded, and in front of the mutant zombies, the flames quickly became stronger and larger, forming a rolling momentum that could sweep everything.

This kind of high temperature seems to be able to incinerate everything, and under the jump of the fire, the cold air in the coffin shop is swept away, and there is a sense of warmth, and even, the air is gradually scorching.