"The Divine Sutra" contains: "There are people in the south, two or three feet long, with a bare body, two eyes on the top, walking like the wind, the name is Lu, the country he sees is a great drought, and the land is thousands of miles away. ”

And the zombie is the predecessor of the Lu, gathering the resentment of heaven and earth, taking the dead air of heaven and earth, and being born of bad luck. Immortal, immortal, immortal, abandoned by the three worlds of heaven, earth and man outside of sentient beings, stiff body, in the human world with resentment as strength, blood as food.

There are eight types of zombies, purple zombies, white zombies, green zombies, hairy zombies, flying zombies, wandering corpses, ambushed corpses, and immortal bones.

After the zombie cultivates into a demon, it becomes a wolf, and the zombie after the transformation can fly, also known as flying zombie, and it is said that it can kill dragons and swallow clouds and walk like the wind.

The zombie who rushed towards Zhao Wan'er was full of white hair, his eyes were as red as dansha, his fingers were like curved hooks, his teeth were like sharp blades kissing and shouting, and his nose was bloody, obviously the white zombie among the eight types of zombies,

In ancient times, after the death of the daughter of the Yellow Emperor, she became a purple zombie, and then cultivated into a drought fish, and in the battle with Chiyou, she fought with Ying Long. In even more ancient times, the zombie race was even more prestigious, and they were the main race in the Netherworld.

This white-haired zombie was able to break through the back line of defense and rush here, which was obviously extremely powerful, the bloody aura was permeated, and the zombie's intelligence was extremely low, and it could even be said that there were no fierce beasts with intelligence, and only a few zombies could become ghosts.

Among the Daomen, there are sects that use the sacrifice of zombies as a magic weapon, grow up with zombies, and develop a bloody body, which is rarely done by the righteous way, and only people in the evil path will have such a method of sacrifice and refinement.

The black-robed man was full of demonic energy, these four zombies were the four white-haired zombies he had worked so hard to refine, with four zombies, even if he was an earth immortal powerhouse, he could fight!

Capture the thief and capture the king first, the black-robed man naturally understands this truth, Zhao Wan'er commands everyone to fight, obviously the most talkative person in this caravan, as long as she is killed first, others don't have to worry.

Zhao Ruyuan, who was fighting with a head, heard the screams from behind. Immediately realized that he was going to suffer, but he himself was also unable to protect himself, the white-haired zombies were covered in iron and copper drums, and the sword of sacrifice could not be injured, only the thunder method containing pure yang righteousness could restrain these zombies, but there were no monks who practiced thunder and lightning among them.

Although Zhao Ruyuan is a Qi refining cultivator, he is already extremely difficult to fight with a white-haired zombie, and he has no strength to save Zhao Wan'er.

Seeing that Zhao Wan'er was about to die tragically under the claws of the white-haired zombie, a tall body blocked in front of her. Zhao Wan'er was slightly stunned, and immediately realized that it was the bodyguard that the person sent to her.

Xiong Shanjun has been watching from the sidelines, Ning Wuqian just wants him to protect Zhao Wan'er, he doesn't care much about the life and death of those human beings, and Ning Wuqian and their camp are not far from here, Ning Wuqian and they didn't make a move, so he naturally won't help.

It's just that the zombie who suddenly jumped in wanted to take Zhao Wan'er's life, so it wouldn't work. Ning Wujian had explained to him that he couldn't let Zhao Wan'er have an accident.

"Where did you come from, go back!"

Xiong Shanjun looked at the white-haired zombies rushing towards him, and his huge fist suddenly swung out. Roll up a stream of air and smash it towards the white-haired zombie.

"Roar!" the white-haired zombie roared, its ten fingers like claws, and landed on Xiong Shanjun's fist.

Boom!

There was no blood splashed as expected. Xiong Shanjun's fist landed on the chest of the white-haired zombie, and with a click, the white-haired zombie flew upside down at a faster speed than when it came. Crash into the crowd of blacks pouring out of the jungle.

Xiong Shanjun has rough skin and thick flesh, and zombie claws are sharp, but his bear skin is not tofu, and, in the realm, Xiong Shanjun is far superior to the white-haired zombie, this kind of zombie can threaten the cultivators, just because their bodies are extremely strong, like steel, and there is corpse poison on the claws.

"Roar ......" The white-haired zombie stood up from the ground and let out an angry roar, and the blood in his eyes became thicker.

The black-robed man Poison Langjun also noticed that his zombie was smashed away, and was slightly surprised, this time they attacked because they received the above news, saying that there was a supreme treasure in this caravan, and he didn't believe it himself, but as a rogue, he also wanted to live, and he would rather kill the wrong one than miss it, so he would come to take a look.

But when he saw the woman in the sky, and now there was a master who suddenly made a move, he was a little convinced.

With such a master guarding, the transportation is at least enough for the cost of this trip, and there are hundreds of truckloads of supplies, although they have to share with the woman in the sky, but it is enough for them to spend a while.

Rogue Rogue, that is, bandits and robbers who are wandering around, they are all outlaws who lick blood on the edge of their knives, and they can do anything for money and treasures.

Xiong Shanjun shook off the white-haired zombie with a punch, Zhao Wan'er's eyes suddenly lit up, and even the three parties who were still fighting fiercely slowed down slightly.

A master appeared, the black-robed man recalled his zombies, let his subordinates stop, and gathered outside the dense forest, Zhao Ruyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, his hair was scattered, very embarrassed, walked over, and said with concern, "County Lord, is there anything wrong?"

Unexpectedly, he was actually a master, Zhao Ruyuan glanced at Xiong Shanjun, who withdrew his fist and stayed aside, and forced the white-haired zombie back with one punch, in their opinion, it was already very powerful.

He always thought that that person sent this honest man over to spy on Zhao Wan'er, but now it seems that it is indeed very powerful.

The swarming iron horsemen also stopped, the war horses neighed, and retreated to the side, a total of more than three hundred horses, those horses were extremely extraordinary, and it was difficult to see them on the battlefield.

The woman in purple armor on the white heavenly horse fell down, standing in front of the iron riders, and under the mask, a pair of eyes like cold stars fell on Xiong Shanjun.

They are both famous rogues in the Great Zhao country, and they are all familiar with each other, and the zombies of Poison Langjun have the power of the god realm, but they don't have true qi, but with the weird corpse poison and corpse qi, even if they are a god cultivator, it is extremely troublesome.

"Zhao Wan'er?" the silver-masked woman's voice was cold, like winter ice, revealing a sense of cruelty, "See you again!"

"Black widow, didn't you already give you enough benefits last time, why did you come to rob our caramill?" Zhao Ruyuan's face was not very good-looking.

In order to avoid trouble and loss of personnel, many caravans would give enough money to some big rogues, and after more than a year, they met the purple armor woman and paid a heavy price.

This kind of chamber of commerce is filial, and the rogues will also abide by the rules, and will not move this caravan for a long time, and even help the caravan solve some troubles.

This is a mutually beneficial situation, which can avoid losses, and it is also very cost-effective for the rogues, although they lick the blood on the knife edge, but no one wants to die, and if they can gain without losses, who will lose their own men?

"I'm sorry, there was some surprise this time, as long as you hand over that thing, our Black Widow will not attack your Chamber of Commerce again, and even, we can ensure that all the trade routes of your caravan in Dazhao are unimpeded!"

Poison Langjun, who was standing behind him with four white-haired zombies, sneered, "Widow, what a good idea, do you want to swallow it alone?"

The woman in purple armor is not called a black widow, nor is she a widow, but another name for this entire gang of bandits, for example, Poison Lang is not called Poison Langjun, but there are many people who call it, and even they forget their original names.

The black-robed man looked at Xiong Shanjun behind Zhao Wan'er, he couldn't see through this person, thought for a while, and said, "If you give us something, we can also guarantee that you will be in Great Zhao in the future, no, even in the entire Western Regions, your trade routes will be unimpeded!"

Zhao Ruyuan took a slight breath, this guarantee is extremely valuable, in the Western Regions, there are many rogues, a circle has a circle of bosses and rules, and the rogue circle also has its own rules, whether it is "Black Widow" or "Poison Langjun" in the Western Regions, they are all very famous rogues, and their guarantee is absolutely useful.

Only Zhao Wan'er was puzzled, "Something?"

Suddenly, she thought of Ning Wuqian and Zhao Jie, since she saw the heavy treasure beside Ning Wuqian in the inn that day, Zhao Jie has not appeared again.

When she was a child, she used to be playmates with Zhao Jie, and she knew very well that Zhao Jie was an unscrupulous person who was unscrupulous since he was a child, and he was also a very scheming person, which was very similar to the one in Zhao Wang's mansion.

In the face of such a heavy treasure, Zhao Jie will not give up, what is the connection between Zhao Jie and these rogues?

One thought after another flashed in Zhao Wan'er's mind, and she glanced at Xiong Shanjun who didn't care, these people have always been very mysterious, it should be Zhao Jie who let out the wind and attracted the attention of these two gangs of rogues, so that these rogues could be tempted.

Soon, Zhao Wan'er had an idea, and shook her head slightly, "I'm sorry, what you're looking for is not here, but another caravan!"

"Huh?" Hearing this, Poison Lang Jun's eyes fell to the lake.

There are two camps here, that is, two chambers of commerce, before coming out, he saw several figures burning a bonfire by the lake, the big battle here did not affect the lake, those figures are still drinking and eating meat, it seems that what happened here is like a farce.

"Hmph, how is it possible, such a valuable thing will be on them? You want to pull them into the water? I guess, is there any strong person among them?" The woman in purple armor glanced at the few people by the deserted lake and sneered.

Zhao Ruyuan understood, these rogues came for those treasures, although I don't know what they were talking about, but it was worth the two rogues to shoot at the same time, and it was also an extremely precious thing, they were just some ordinary materials, how could they fight for it?

"They're over there, don't you know what to do if you ask?" We're surrounded now, even if we want to leave, there's no way, if the things are really here, you can come back and get them!" Zhao Ruyuan smiled bitterly, it was really a disaster.

Poison Langjun snorted coldly, and said lightly to a subordinate next to him, "Go and try it!"

The woman in purple armor also signaled to a cavalryman behind her, and the two figures walked towards the lake. (To be continued......)