Several fireballs exploded in front of the mutant zombie, and the flames burned like a large furnace, and the air burning from the flames was faintly distorted and about to flow down. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A flame spread out like a fiery cloud, and the flames rose in it, and the flames in the center were not red, but had turned almost white.

Attracted by this movement, the two zombies rushed over, plunged into the burning clouds, and instantly turned into a puddle of rotten water with a "crackling" sound.

He Xiaoran was very chicken thief, and when he saw this situation, he provoked four or five zombies, lured them over, pushed them into the burning clouds, and quickly killed these zombies.

Wang Yu and Zhang Wende did the same, attracting many zombies to come over and sending them to hell, so there was only one zombie left in the coffin shop, and one was a bit difficult to deal with.

Gradually, the fire clouds dissipated, leaving a gray and black zombie in its place, and there were still many scorched places on its body, but it was not devastated, and it still jumped forward.

The coffin shop was clear, and Gu Shaohua, Wang Yu, He Xiaoran and Zhang Wende surrounded it together, preparing to kill the zombie.

Although this zombie is powerful, one-on-one against Gu Shaohua and them, each of them does not dare to ignore them, but when Zhang Wenbin is the main force, the four of them beat the side drum, it is still no problem.

He Xiaoran threw the long sword, and a magic trick hit the long sword, the long sword trembled slightly, and a trace of coldness came out of the long sword.

The long sword was crystal white, and instantly turned into a sword of ice and snow, with a cold air, slashing down with all its might, slashing at the back of the mutant zombie's head.

A thin layer of ice crystals condensed from the back of the zombie's head, and faint flames jumped on it, expanding into the zombie's body.

Wang Yu was not polite, the red light on his palm rose, as if he was pregnant with something, he rolled his palm and pushed it out, and slapped it heavily on the zombie's head.

The biggest weakness of the zombie is in the head, so several people shot and all greeted its head, Gu Shaohua was the same, a thunderbolt slashed at the zombie's head.

A thin bolt of thunder, not much thicker than a human hair, slashed at the zombie's head, but the effect was very obvious, splitting off a thin layer of scalp from its head, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Zombies belong to dead creatures, and the heads of ordinary zombies are just a mess of paste, like a washed black sesame paste, which breaks and flows out of a piece of black.

This mutated zombie is different, the scalp has been shaved off, and what comes out is a black-red liquid, mostly black and less red.

Gu Shaohua's damage to the zombie must have been great, and the zombie who was about to pounce on Zhang Wenbin suddenly turned around and rushed towards Gu Shaohua.

The zombies jumped up and down, the speed was really not slow, Gu Shaohua didn't dare to slack off, he stimulated the wind and thunder wings with internal qi, a pair of small wings kept fanning, and the thin purple thunder and lightning kept splitting down.

Thunder and lightning one after another, connected together, as if the clouds were thick, the thunderstorm weather with heavy rain pouring, and the thunder and lightning all slashed at the zombies.

The shot was fast, the accuracy of the head dropped, and every thunderbolt slashed the zombie, which was jumping up, and there was no building to live in, and it fell.

The continuous thunder and lightning hit the zombies, the skin and flesh opened, the blood rained, the flesh and blood were evaporated, and only a skeleton remained, still alive strongly, staggering forward strongly.

"Crackling" There was a wild split, and Gu Shaohua slashed out twenty-eight thunderbolts in a short period of time, drowning all the mutant zombies.

"Click!"

In the end, the mutant zombies were even broken into bones, split into sections, and no matter how strong their vitality was, they couldn't survive.

After killing the mutant zombies, looking at Gu Shaohua again, he was already holding the blood-drinking sword in both hands, constantly panting, sweating all over his face, and he was clearly tired.

Twenty or thirty thunderbolts were slashed, although the thunderbolts were not too fierce, each one was only hair-thin, but it was still a great burden for Gu Shaohua.

"Senior Brother Gu, it's good. ”

Wang Yu stretched out his thumb, as if admiring.

He Xiaoran's eyes lit up, staring at Gu Shaohua, her eyes flashing, just like a little girl seeing something bulingbuling, which was called excitement.

He Xiaoran shouted: "Senior Brother Gu, I didn't expect you to have this hand, I didn't use it when I was in Xiaobi, I must compete with you again if I have the opportunity." ”

For fighting, He Xiaoran is really full of love, there is a tendency to develop towards militants, monks who practice thunder and lightning spells are relatively few in Qianjimen, and it is not unusual for He Xiaoran, a militant, to be so interested.

Speaking of Xiaobi, in the final battle with He Xiaoran, Gu Shaohua really didn't do his best, and the power of the Blood Drinking Sword and the Wind and Thunder Wings was not fully exerted.

However, he has also weighed that with the combat effectiveness that He Xiaoran showed in the end, even if Gu Shaohua goes all out, he may not be able to win the battle, it is better to keep one or two.

"Boom!"

Gu Shaohua was about to answer, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly fanned his wings of wind and thunder, flew up, and shouted, "Be careful." ”

The ground shook, suddenly exploded, and an object rushed out of the ground and crashed towards Gu Shaohua, the force was so strong that the air shook faintly.

Rushing out of the ground was a coffin, a gorgeous and delicate coffin with a red sandalwood base and a face, showing a deep purple color.

The wings of wind and thunder fanned slightly, Gu Shaohua's body turned, avoiding the collision of the big red sandalwood coffin, the coffin did not continue to chase and kill, and the coffin turned around and crashed into Wang Yu.

"Cinnabar Mahamudra!"

The red light on the palm of his hand rose, and the flames turned into extremely high temperatures, Wang Yu slapped his palm towards the large red sandalwood coffin, and before the palm of his flesh, an illusory flame palm was generated.

The illusory red handprint, as if thrown out, hit the corner of the coffin at once, and under a loud bang, the fire was shining, and then the mountain shook, and the whole coffin shop shook slightly.

The Flame Cinnabar Palm is a popular martial art in the outer door of the Thousand Machines Gate, although it is ordinary and ordinary, it does not mean that the power of the Flame Cinnabar Palm is weak, as long as the cultivation reaches a very high and profound realm, the power of the palm will still be violent.

In particular, the killer cinnabar mudra in the palm of the flame cinnabar, the illusory mudra formed, is more powerful, and it is a bit of a gang.

Gangqi is a powerful force, and it needs to be cultivated to a certain point before it can be comprehended and brought into play.

If you want to control the Gang Qi, you need at least the cultivation of the Innate Realm, which is called the Innate Gang Qi, which is a more powerful force than the Innate True Qi.

The power of the cinnabar mudra is close to the innate qi, and it can be seen that the power of this blow is really incredible.

This palm has such a power, and the user's practice is inseparable, the same palm technique, Wang Yu casts it, stronger than Qu Sanfan.