As if echoing this call from the ground, the gods at the top of the vault opened a thousand eyes at that moment, and countless starlight broke through the clouds and sprinkled the earth, illuminating the simple land in the darkest moment that had been shrouded in evil arrays. Every corner was dyed with a hazy veil, like smoke and mist. In the early morning, the willows are on the tops, and the outlines of the distant mountains and jungles have become gentle and affectionate, and the shadows of the shadows of the trees are connected together, swaying vividly. The wind howled over the mountains and the forests, alarming the sleeping creatures and causing them to chirp and make a noise.

This is what a morning in a small mountain village should look like.

The darkness faded, and the blood mist dissipated dramatically. The spring sun shines down on the earth from the sky, clear mountains and rivers.

There seemed to be a melodious bell in the darkness, and the strong rhythm spread to all sides of the mountain village. It was a warning to the wicked, an encouragement to the warriors...... It is also an elegy for an elder who has returned to the embrace of the stars!

The body and mind were washed, and the tired hands surged with strength again, Qin Yan raised his eyebrows and slashed his sword, wielding a sharp blade.

The faces of the enemy were completely exposed to the light, and they panicked, their ugly bodies unable to maintain a full circle of attack. Qin Yan stabbed out with a sword, and the cold mist-like sword qi skyrocketed, and the cold breath spread through the air in an instant, transforming into a series of afterimages.

The hut was suddenly lit up by a sparkling frost white, and the flying bats were stained with a layer of white, screaming and falling down. But the panic of the red bats on the periphery lasted only a few seconds, and although their movements were no longer as treacherous and powerful as in the darkness, they still rushed forward desperately again.

A few feet away, the bats did not affect the open area, and Ye Yingru was fighting with the grizzly bear.

At this time, the grizzly bear was covered with bone spurs, covered with fur and armor, and carried the power of ten thousand jun between the swings of his fists and arms, and he was unstoppable. Every time he attacked, the fierce wind stirred up by the light blew Ye Yingru's face with pain, and the strips of cloth that bound his hair had been cut, and his hair was messily draped.

Ye Yingru with this look, her charming face is completely a delicate woman, with a shocked look on her flushed cheeks, which is even more beautiful.

However, the grizzly bear is by no means a person who pities the jade, he stepped out, shaking the ground violently, accompanied by a low roar in his throat, one after another ruthless moves smashed towards Ye Yingru's body. As long as you accidentally hit it, I am afraid that the huge impact force will take away half of Ye Yingru's body with a belt, and there is no possibility of saving.

Fortunately, Ye Yingru's body was flexible enough, she walked around the grizzly bear, not only dodging all the attacks of the grizzly bear, but instead stabbed him many times, cutting off more than ten bone spurs.

After all, Ye Yingru is a master of the first level of the Earth Yuan, although her courage is a little weaker, but it is not something that anyone can humiliate.

The grizzly bear circled around her with red eyes, not noticing the third young master Qin who was howling incessantly in the corner.

Third Young Master Qin cried and picked up the bench and smashed over the corpses of two jackals, jumping and barking, making strange noises of unknown meaning in his mouth, desperately picking up the things at hand and driving away the monsters in front of him. He launched a ruthless attack, and he was also extremely brave, and he couldn't get close to three or five zombies. It's just that his tearful and shouting appearance is a little embarrassed.

The old village chief's grace when he died was still there, and even the most useless fat man on weekdays was stimulated with good combat power. The figure that has returned to the embrace of the stars, like a dusk drum and morning bell, washes the souls of the living. Thanks to this power, Qin Yan became more and more courageous the more he fought, and the Lingtai became more and more clear, as if the heavy damage suffered by the Divine Soul Consciousness Sea suddenly completely recovered.

And a few miles outside the village, on the hills, there was also a man who was blessed by this power.

It was a "corpse" lying in a pile of dead branches and leaves, which had been dead for a long time. Unlike the usual Zombie Wilderness, he was covered with a white cloth, which made his face look much calmer.

Around him, more than a hundred paces away, a zombie stood motionless, like a sentry guard. It's the guards that Fluttershy begs Yin Xiu to stay behind to guard Fang Qiuyao's body from being taken by the beasts. However, he was afraid that the zombies would rudely trample on Fang Gongzi, so he asked them to stand as far away as possible.

The four-headed zombie guarded it, and the effect was really good. Where the dead air washes away, let alone the beasts, even the insects dare not make a sound, and everything is peaceful and silent.

When the turbid night was washed away by the light, and the sound of the mountain and tsunami swept over, Fang Qiuyao's corpse suddenly regained its heartbeat, its face began to become ruddy, and warm breath came out of its nostrils.

The zombies were aware of the breath of the living, but their attention was attracted by the sudden power of light, and they did not move for a while.

This also left Fang Qiuyao plenty of time, allowing him to avoid the tragic end of waking up and finding that he had only one skeleton left.

After two snaps of his fingers, Fang Qiuyao completely woke up, he let out a low breath, opened his eyes and stood up, and then saw a figure not far in front of him.

The zombie turned his back to him, wearing a tattered shirt, and at this time it looked a little desolate and embarrassed under the morning light, but it had a bit of the demeanor of the predecessors in the market.

Fang Qiuyao was in awe, and called softly: "Senior, did you save me?"

The senior was looking at the sky in a daze and ignored him.

Fang Qiuyao felt that it was normal, seniors always had to have a bit of a fight! What's more, people saved his life, and he only had gratitude in his heart.

He lifted the white cloth from his body, stood up and walked lightly towards his senior.

When he was close to ten steps, the breath of the living was extremely strong, and the desire for blood outweighed the fear of light, and the senior finally couldn't hold it back, and turned around and spread his claws and pounced towards Fang Qiuyao.

The rotting face was full of bones, an eyeball hung out, and maggots wriggled in the rotten flesh...... When this stenching face rushed in front of him, Fang Qiuyao's simple heart was hit like never before. He opened his mouth and let out a wail, desolate and sad like a little girl who had been raped by three or five big men. Then he raised his hand and slapped the old-timer's head into spitting pieces.

The headless body still fell towards him, Fang Qiuyao kicked again, and the poor senior flew out upside down like a scarecrow, sticking to the trunk of the tree with a pop, and never moved again.

"Who saved me, Brother Ye, what about them?" Fang Qiuyao looked around blankly. Since I have not experienced the dark night, I do not know the preciousness of this light. He was bathed in the morning light and was stunned for a long time, only to realize that there were three other seniors waiting for him not far away.