After swallowing a giant meat ball the size of ten zhang in one go, Jin Zhuang not only felt disgusted, but licked his lips, with a look of unfinished expression. Then, the lid of the coffin slammed shut again, and he lay down straight and straight, without movement.

At the same time, the giant formation outside 'buzzed', and the halo of golden light spread, releasing a powerful wave. The moment the fluctuation was generated, all the silver zombies softened, and they melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Damn, how is this possible?" glanced at the softened and melted feet, and the blood-colored eyebrows panicked.

"I don't want to die, my lord, how can you treat me like this?" exclaimed the silver stiff unwillingly.

"Hehe, it's finally done. The old man smiled weirdly, opened his mouth wide, and said even more strange words.

For a while, more than 100 silver stiffs were crying and howling, full of unwilling despair.

But alas, just like when they killed the Silver Zombie Golem before, those golden threads were not polite to them at all. 'Whoosh' climbed from the soles of their feet to their heads. Wherever the golden thread passed, all the qiē was vannihilated.

This chilling scream lasted for half an hour. Half an hour later, except for the two most powerful guys, the blood-colored eyebrows and the old silver zombie, there was still a head left, and the other silver zombies were as if they had not been saved before.

"Deadwood, you bastard, what the hell is going on?, how dare you calculate this king?" exclaimed with blood-colored eyebrows. It's just that there is only one head left, and it looks very funny to say such things. It's terrifying.

"Hahaha, blood. Just accept your fate. Our lives belong to the king. There is no old man without it. We can't exist at all. Now that the king is seriously injured, it is our turn to give ourselves. "The old silver stiff is full of fanaticism.

"Damn, you, are you crazy? Even if you want to give, you can't give your own net worth and life. You idiot, you are hopelessly stupid for doing this!" The blood-colored eyebrows were choked, and the words were unusually dry.

"Hmph, it's you who is stupid. As long as the blood sacrifices you, it will restore the king's injuries. Everything else, it doesn't matter. And I, too, have fulfilled my mission. "The old silver stiff already loves face, and being taught a lesson like this finally aroused its anger.

"So you're not going to die?" The blood-colored eyebrows were gloomy, and he heard a little strange.

"Hahaha, did you just find out? But alas, it's too late. The old man sneered.

Hearing this, the corners of his blood-colored eyebrows and mouth lifted. He didn't say anything, just smiled more sarcastically.

Seeing it behaving like this, the old silver stiffened his brows and felt a chill in his heart. Suddenly there was a bad feeling.

said that it was too late and that was fast, and between the lightning and flint, he didn't have to wait for him to say anything. I only heard a loud 'boom'. The coffin in the center of the formation shrank one by one, and it exploded directly. So it happened. The frightened old silver stiffened for a while.

"How is it possible? Blood chaos, could it be your hands and feet?" the old silver stiffened and turned his head viciously.

"Hahaha. But alas, it was too late. Scarlet eyebrows smirked.

Listening to the familiar words, the old silver stiff was directly choked half to death. The reason why it has remained calm until now is not because of how unafraid of death and how faithful it is, but because it knows the whole plan.

But the blood chaos is different, although its cultivation is very high, it is a chess piece that is ready to be abandoned. So where does its self-confidence come from?

The coffin exploded, and the original golden light disappeared in an instant. It's very light, and it reveals the honor of the owner inside.

This is a dry corpse, purple and gold, except for the color, it is no different from the black zombie that Zhou Nan saw for the first time.

Because he swallowed a large amount of yin food, he didn't have time to digest it, and the stomach of the dried corpse swelled with every breath. By now, a huge ball of meat has been propped up, just in terms of volume, several times larger than its body, indescribably grotesque.

He opened his eyes, and the corpse roared angrily. Both hands slapped the stomach, and in a flash of golden light, there was a muffled 'bang', and the bloated belly that was about to burst, like a deflated ball, retracted back to its normal size.

Restore your normal body shape and take a closer look. On the chest of the dried corpse, there is a hole the size of a bowl. If there are no accidents, this hole is where its serious injuries lie, and it is also the source of a qiē incident and change.

"Dead wood, what's going on?" Jin Zhuang opened his mouth, and there was a grinding sound like sawing wood.

"King, this is all blood, it's the ghost of it, it's none of my business. The loyalty of the old slave" The old man became a grandson, and directly pushed all the responsibilities onto the blood-colored eyebrows. The expression on his face, just right.

"Damn, blood, you'd better give this emperor an explanation. Jin Zhuang turned his head and squeezed a word out of his teeth.

"Hmph, you old immortal. I used to be afraid of you, and that's because you are strong. I don't know how much ability you have left after being seriously injured?"

When the words fell, I only heard a muffled sound of 'poof', and a cloud of blood mist suddenly appeared. The blood mist circled the blood-eyebrowed head three times. This guy's body has recovered at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and it is even better than before.

Being treated like this by the ants who could be pinched to death at will, Jin Zhuang's face instantly distorted. But it's not a simple store, it's just a little thought, and I just endure it.

Blood Mess is right, after being seriously injured, there really isn't much left of its strength. Since that's the case, you can't fight hard.

"Forget it, you two go out now, and the emperor wants to be quiet. Jin Zhuang shook his head and turned around.

Hearing this, Blood Chaos frowned, but he was uncertain in his heart. The reason why it was so bold just now was just forced to be helpless. Even so, the fear that Jin Zombie carved into its mind. And it didn't disperse. The tiger is dying, and its power still exists!

Squinting slightly. Look at the lonely body. The bloody mind suddenly became active.

But then he looked at the symbolic color of the golden stiff. It suppressed its excitement again and reluctantly retreated.

Seeing the blood chaos leaving, Deadwood wanted to say something, but was stopped by Jin Zhuang with a wave of his hand. In desperation, it could only sigh. With a lonely head, he broke the thin golden thread and flew outside.

After both zombies left here, Jin Zhuang turned his head. At this moment, it's eyes. It's really cold. If it weren't for the fear of worsening its injuries, it wouldn't mind paying some price to deal with these two evil guys.

Outside the wall of light, the blood chaos and the dead wood confronted each other, snorted coldly, and did not leave.

"Hmph, Deadwood, don't pretend. I've been dealing with you for so many years, what do you think. Don't think I can't see it, you're not a thing. After a while, the blood-colored eyebrows opened first. Between the words, there is an unspeakable sarcasm.

"Hey, hey. each other. The king has lived for so many years, it is time to rest. The old silver stiffened and snorted, and the anger on his face was gone. There was a flash of blood on his body. It quickly recovered. After a short time, it was restored to its original state.

"That being said. But just now, why didn't I see you do it?" Bloody frowned. Rolled his eyes.

"Didn't you do it too? Although the king was injured, he still had some skills left, and we don't know. It's better to be cautious until you're not entirely sure. After all, there is only one life!" Deadwood waved his hand, his face unimpressed.

"Those outsiders haven't done it yet, and it's a big variable. Bloodshed changed the subject.

"Then let them play as strikers and test it for us. Deadwood smiled treacherously.

"Since everyone has the same purpose, do you want to cooperate?" said solemnly with a flash of blood's eyes.

"It's okay to cooperate, but you and I must sign the Devil's Curse first, or I won't be able to trust you. ”

"Alright, let's sign the Devil's Curse first. After defeating the king, each will rely on his ability to fight for the opportunity. ”

After a while, an agreement was reached, and with a treacherous smile, the two quickly left the place and disappeared.

At the same time, Chu Zhongxian and the others also sneaked near the wall of light with more than a dozen tails. It's just that they are still in a wait-and-see state until the situation is thoroughly understood. For the time being, I didn't dare to go in lightly, but just swayed around.

Inside the wall of light, after pondering for a while, Jin Zhuang sat cross-legged and put on a strange posture, refining the yin food in his body.

After swallowing so much in one go, it was a little overwhelmed. But as long as these yin foods are refined, then its injuries can be recovered more than three percent. At that time, in the Necromantic Stream, with its strength, there is no need to be afraid of anything.

Inside the sealed dragon coffin, Zhou Nan just lurked quietly, without the slightest anxiety. Since he has passed the yin food, he has come to Jin Zhuang's body. Then his chance to play can't be too casual, it has to be brilliant and grand, and it must be finalized.

The coffin burst open, and the crystals that covered the bottom of the coffin were scattered all over the ground. After practicing for a while, I waited for some recovery. Jin Zhuang stood up, picked up these crystals one by one, and carefully put them into his arms.

Subsequently, Jin Zhuang played a few more tricks. Holding the huge magic circle under him, he quickly changed the light curtain at the entrance.

These things that are related to your own life and family can't be careless. Although it doesn't make much difference, it's good to be able to delay for some time. For him, the most lacking thing now is time.

Time passed slowly, and although there were fewer and fewer actors who could be qualified to perform, the atmosphere on the third floor of the Necromantic Stream was getting stronger and stronger. It is foreseeable that in the near future, there will definitely be a real excitement here! (To be continued......

PS: Hey, I've written so much, but my grades haven't improved at all, and I wanted to give up. But after thinking about it, I still feel like going on. The silent support of all book friends, don't touch me, I can't repay it. I can only write better works for you to taste. We look forward to your support in the years to come.