Global Cards: I Create the Oriental Mythology Card Group

"Roar!"

"Hey..."

In the empty hall, low roars came and went.

Withered and corrupt figures screamed and lifted the white cloth covering their bodies, layers of dust fell down.

Ji Nian turned his head to look, and was facing a pair of eyes that were cloudy and slightly convex, bloodshot and crazy like wild beasts.

Just like a tiger that has been hungry for a long time in the jungle, even if it knows that the fierce man standing in front of him is called "Wu Song", it still roars and rushes over, trying to tear off his flesh and blood.

This group of corpse monsters with negligible eyesight wrinkled their noses and made "sniff" and "sniff" sounds, then turned their heads in the direction of Zongzi brother, stretched their arms forward, moved their legs, and rushed forward.

"Ho."

Brother Zongzi let out a low growl, as if mocking.

The chest and back rise and fall, and two lines of corpse air slowly float out from the nostrils, like a swimming dragon.

As if smelling the scent of corpses, the expressions on those corrupt faces became even crazier.

There was a constant roar in his throat, and in addition to greed, there was also a touch of cunning in his eyes.

Surprisingly, with a decisive and ruthless formation, he surrounded one person with three Kalings in a corner, and then shot at the same time, attacking every vital point of Brother Zongzi.

Brother Zongzi didn't dodge or evade.

Different from the rigidity of the green stiffness stage, it can already carry out some basic movements with a little delay in the hair stiffness stage.

For example, with arms folded, head raised slightly, looking at people through nostrils, and showing a crooked dragon king smile.

As a Kaling synthesized from [Whore] and other rare materials, it can convey its emotions to the wight very well.

After a set of procedures, it successfully made the other party feel a strong sense of ridicule.

"Ho!"

Then, the leader of the big corpse roared angrily, and stabbed brother Zongzi's neck with ten fingers that looked like hooked knives.

The other wights either showed sharp nails or two rows of dark yellow fangs, just like the hyenas besieging the old lion king in the animal world, vicious and vicious.

It's just that the strength gap between them and Brother Zongzi is far greater than that of hyenas and lions.

As a zombie, Brother Zongzi does not have a so-called "boss".

As long as you stand there, you are at your best.

More importantly, this funeral parlor, which is full of corpses, is not only the home of the corpse monsters, it is the same for it.

Therefore, when the corpse monsters attacked, there was only a sound of metal and iron colliding, followed by the sound of blades breaking, accompanied by shrill roars, fingertips and fangs collapsing. Splashing, the dry and decayed figure fell from mid-air, trembling all over.

——Brother Zongzi in the hairy stage is not only physically strong, but also condenses the evil spirit into substance, wrapping around his body like a thick layer of armor.

Even if it stands still, the corpse monsters can't break its defense.

"Hey..."

Brother Zongzi let out a roar in his throat, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Turning his head to look at Ji Nian, his smug little eyes seemed to be asking, "Brother Niu-force?"

"Cow, cow, cow."

Ji Nian gave a thumbs up.

Qi Ye also smiled brightly - he saw the shadow of his brother in the stupid big man in front of him.

It's just that his brothers have been good at martial arts since they were young, and they love to practice both hands when they have nothing to do.

Not as lazy as the other party at all.

Can sit without standing, can lie down without sitting.

No, after a fight, he didn't even move his hands, and just relied on a strong defense to retreat from the enemy. He was already "sleepy" and shook his head, looking for a place to lie down.

"Brother Zongzi, there is another one over there."

Ji Nian Yaoyao pointed to the canopy bed at the farthest back, and reminded him.

Brother Zongzi nodded slightly when he heard the words, his waist-length white hair fluttered in the night wind, and he stretched out one hand, slowly revealing a gap that looked like a human mouth in his pale palm.

Accompanied by the surge of aura, the corpse aura floating in the room immediately gathered into a stream, rushing towards the gap.

The corpse demon that fell to the ground and howled gradually became silent, and its already withered body was like a punctured balloon, quickly drying up.

"Bashi", "Beautiful", "Dejin".

Similar emotions come from the feedback of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ji Nian couldn't help curling his lips, seeing Brother Zongzi walking towards the depths of the morgue in a big way, waving his palm-like hand, facing the slightly trembling white cloth with a sinus.

How do zombies understand the principle of "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you"?

Brother Zongzi went down this sinus, and unexpectedly found that waking up "people" seemed quite cool.

Immediately, he grinned and revealed a smirk.

Immediately, his legs exerted strength, stepped on the concrete floor, and crossed into the air, as if the sword of Damocles fell with a bang, wrapped in strong yin, corpse and evil spirits, and smashed heavily at the head of the last corpse.

It understands "not being a human being".

So the next moment, there was a roar in the lobby.

A fat hand stretched out from under the white cloth, grabbed its ankle, and tried to throw away the culprit who woke him up.

But until he exerted all his strength until the muscles and veins of his whole body were fully revealed, he still didn't shake this lazy, slanderous, strong and bad old zongzi at all.

Even if its intelligence is not high, it also knows that it has encountered a hard stubble.

So almost instinctively activated the skill characteristics, the bones of the whole body moved, and the whole body seemed to turn into a pool of mud, rushing towards the ground.

It wasn't until it moved to the center of the field that it quickly regained its shape like some kind of inflatable companion.

This is a tall and fat corpse demon king with a severely decomposed body.

Normally, the eyes of corpse ghosts are usually very badly rotted, and often they can't see clearly.

But the eyes of this Corpse Demon King are shining, the pure black eyeballs without any whites look like two black pearls from a distance.

Standing in the middle of the field, it first glanced at Brother Zongzi, who had just let himself be deflated, and then glanced at the one man and two Kaling guarding the door.

After roughly weighing his strength, he bent down suddenly, his cheeks and jaw swelled up quickly, and he exhaled a dark green thick corpse gas forward.

With this strong reaction force, its body instantly smashed through the gray wall that had been corroded by corpse gas for many years and was already dilapidated, and fell onto the street in the blink of an eye.

Just as it was about to repeat the old trick and flee to a farther place, a pale and slender hand pressed down on its shoulder at this moment.

Obviously it looks very thin, but it is as thick as a mountain.

Even if the corpse demon king tried his best and struggled desperately, it would not help.

Zongzi brother also rushed to at this time.

Seeing it arrived, Qi Ye immediately smiled lightly and let go of the hand that was holding the Corpse Demon King's shoulder, and walked gracefully and steadily.

When passing by Brother Zongzi, he did not forget to pat his strong arm like steel to show encouragement.

Zongzi, who has always liked fishing and being lazy, felt the emotion called "stress" for the first time since "birth".

Since it was upgraded, it has not much spirituality and has always believed that it is no weaker than this thin big brother.

It's just that the applicable scenarios are different.

It wasn't until this moment that I realized that my previous thoughts were all wrong.

"It's too big, the gap is too big."