Doomsday Rise

Liu Wei'an understood one thing. It wasn't the "Emperor Corpse Sutra" in his body that hurt God Mao. Although the "Emperor Corpse Sutra" in his body was very hot, it was not enough to hurt God Mao. It was his blood that really hurt God Mao. His blood contained something that God Mao feared. It might be the curse of weeping blood, or something else. Liu Weian was not sure, but as long as he knew that God Mao was afraid of his blood, it was enough.

God Mao is full of desire for his blood, but also afraid, very contradictory. One side was unwilling to give up, and they continued to attack, while the other side was burned again, but they still did not give up. Liu Wei'an closed his eyes and carefully felt the situation in his body.

The boiling of blood does not harm Maoshen, it is when Maoshen's hair starts to absorb blood that the blood produces damage. The hair spontaneously ignited, turned into ashes, and turned into wisps of black energy, which were about to evaporate. The "Dark Emperor's Sutra" suddenly moved, and a suction force appeared, instantly swallowing the black energy.

The black energy is very tenacious, unwilling to be devoured by the "Dark Emperor's Scripture", struggling fiercely, but, it has already entered the urn, can it still escape? It was decomposed and swallowed bit by bit, and finally disappeared without a trace. Liu Wei'an's heart suddenly moved, and he realized the principle of God Mao.

soul!

Maoshen has no flesh and blood, but has a soul. Knowing this, he is not in a hurry and concentrates on feeding Maoshen. He wants to try the limit of Maoshen. God Mao has too many hairs, and his blood volume is evaporating a lot, but he is not worried, the "Indestructible Inheritance Sutra" is running, vitality is stimulated, blood is produced in large quantities, and the flow is endless.

"What kind of power is this?" The brawny man stared at the mass of pitch-black substance, unable to tell what it was, like mist, but also seemed to be liquid, with his eyes, he couldn't see through it. The breath from the black mist startled him.

"Is the governor not in danger?" Zheng Li was a little worried. Liu Weian killed zombies normally with just three punches and two kicks.

"It doesn't matter." Li Houshui said, if the black mist fluctuates violently, it means that the battle inside is fierce and the governor is struggling. Now that the black mist is silent, it means that the governor is in control of the situation.

"What kind of exercise is your governor using?" It's a big taboo to ask other people's exercise. A strong man will not be ignorant of the rules.

"What's your name?" Li Shuishui remembered

, I still don't know the name of the strong man.

"Yuan Xuejun, ranger." The brawny man didn't mention his name before because he didn't want to have too much connection with "Ping An Army". Now he reports his name because of the strength of Li Huishui and Zheng Li. People with strength are always easy to be respected.

"It turned out to be you!" Li Huishui nodded. Rangers are not a profession, but a group of people. This type of people walks alone in the rivers and lakes, has no relatives and friends, and does everything according to their preferences. There is no distinction between good and evil. There are good rangers who can stick to a promise for decades, and there are bad rangers who kill the whole family for no reason.

Zheng Li has never heard of Yuan Xuejun. If Immortal Cat is here, he must know Yuan Xuejun. Immortal Cat was a mercenary regiment before.

Leading people is the mercenary group, and if the mercenary group is disbanded, he is a ranger.

"Haven't asked for advice yet?" Yuan Xuejun clasped his fists at Li Heishui and performed a quack salute.

"Li Huoshui!" Li Huoshui followed the ceremony of the hermit sect.

"It's a pleasure to meet you!" Yuan Xuejun was in awe. You Xia has always respected the hidden world sect, and it can even be said to be afraid. The hidden world sect is too powerful to offend, otherwise, there will be endless troubles.

People like You Xia who have no identity and background basically respect the disciples of the Hermit School.

"Your intestines are coming out soon," Zheng Li reminded.

"Thank you!" The corner of Yuan Xuejun's mouth twitched. Didn't he know that his intestines were about to come out? However, this is a battlefield, can anyone bandage him up?

"You go into town,

There are doctors. "Li Badhui reminded.

"Thank you!" Yuan Xuejun immediately realized that this is the site of "Ping An Army", not the wilderness. His thinking is still in the ranger's way of thinking. He is alone in everything, and he handles injuries alone. If he doesn't go to a safe place, he doesn't dare to treat the wound at all. If he doesn't pay attention, he will be attacked by zombies. In fact, sneak attacks by zombies are trivial matters, and the most terrifying thing is being attacked by humans.

Many Rangers died this way.

The territory of "Ping An Army" is different. It has a complete battle formation and logistics services, and there is no need to worry about stabbing in the back. Just when he was about to leave, the black mist suddenly subsided, as if the tide had receded.

It was astonishing, and with a whoosh, the scene inside was revealed.

Liu Wei'an stood still, with a calm expression on his face, while God Mao fled in a panic. Looking carefully, God Mao's body shrunk a circle. Yuan Xuejun didn't understand what was going on. He suddenly saw God Mao split in half, and an unknown number of hairs fell to the ground. The shrunken Mao God was only as big as a six or seven-year-old child. He fled faster, like a black shadow.

Swish——

It was cut from the middle by some force again, a large piece of hair fell off, and the remaining hair formed a black shadow the size of a basketball and disappeared.

"Hey!" Liu Weian took a step before and stopped again. God Mao could withstand two strikes of the 'Sword of Silence' without dying. He had a premonition that even if he struck out another sword, he might not be able to kill God Mao. However, this was not the reason why he stopped chasing. He found that God Mao's hair contained the essence of zombies, which meant that God Mao devoured not only humans, but also zombies. This is very interesting. If the seriously injured God wants to heal, he must swallow.

Outside the area occupied by "Ping An Army", there are not many humans left. God Mao can't find humans, so he can only attack zombies. With God Mao's strange ability, there should be many zombies killed.

He even had a plan to track down God Mao, give him two swords every once in a while, and let him deal with the zombies.

"Governor!" Li Huishui and Zheng Li stepped forward to salute. They both saw the traces on Liu Weian's clothes and were secretly startled.

"Thank you for reminding me, I'm Liu Weian." Liu Weian looked at Yuan Xuejun.

"I'm ashamed, I didn't help." Yuan Xuejun said.

"Let's bandage it up first, let's talk later." Liu Wei'an said.

"Thank you!" Yuan Xuejun turned around and headed towards the city, simply and swiftly.

Liu Wei'an didn't return, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, two powerful zombies appeared in the group of zombies, one was a corpse-carrying demon, and the other was a golden zombie...

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