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　　 is such a magnificent civilization, why is it unheard of?

　　 Just because this may be the civilization of the ancient times, in a battle of righteousness and evil, both sides suffered heavy casualties, so that the inheritance was cut off.

　　 Just like the mundane dynasties of prosperity, a war may cause the dynasty to collapse.

　　 And the mystery of this vast sect may be the record of the end of this brilliant civilization in the ancient times.

　　 Looking at the approaching group of zombies and the people scattered around, Hong He felt that he should have guessed the truth.

　　’Main Mission: Find the cause of the zombies and escape from Raccoon City’

　　 At this moment, a mechanical version of the voice rang in the minds of Hong He and the disciples of the Shanhe Sect.

　　 Is this the theme of this secret?

　　 Are these living dead called zombies?

　　 Sure enough, there is a big conspiracy behind this!

　　 "Uncle Master, shall we run with those people?"

　　 The disciple of Shanhe Sect behind him stepped forward and asked Honghe.

　　 "Run? Why run! Didn't you hear the secret hint just now? Find out why the zombies appeared! Remember, we are here to explore the secret! We are here to develop resources! And we are not weak mortals!"

　　 Listening to the disciples, Hong He looked at them with a hatred of iron and steel.

　　 What are they here for?

　　 Look at what the secret realm of Hao Miao Sect is like!

　　 And see what resources are produced!

　　 Why just want to run?

　　 Did not look at the theme of the secret realm but dig to find out the real culprit behind it?

　　 "These zombies are slow, even worse than mortals! The only real threat is the magic monk who manipulates them behind!"

　　 While talking, Hong He walked forward and shot the Zhenyuan inside his body with a palm, knocking a zombie close to him into the air for several meters.

　　 "Have you seen it! Slow action, even weak ordinary people can overcome as long as they are calm, let alone we are still cultivators." Hong He looked at a group of disciples and said seriously.

　　 "Cultivation is about being brave, and only by maintaining such a sharp heart can you build a road!" Hong He said meaningfully when he looked at everyone.

　　 But after talking, Hong He felt a little strange, why is his disciple’s expression a bit wrong?

　　"Master...Uncle Master, you...look at the back!"

　　 Hearing this, Hong He subconsciously turned his head and looked back.

　　 I saw that the zombie that had been slapped flying by his palm was unscathed, and swayed from the ground again.

　　 At the same time, on the originally wide street, countless **** zombies appeared from nowhere, flooding the streets and alleys, and constantly approaching them.

　　 this amount! Plus their current state.

　　 glanced at the number of these zombies, Hong He couldn't help but feel a cold sweat on his forehead.

　　 Then Hong He turned his head to look at the disciples staring at him, hesitated for a moment, but soon became firm again.

"Although cultivation is about being brave, you have to know one thing, that is, it is easy to break; a man must be able to bend, stretch, and judge the situation. Only in this way can you go further on the road of cultivation. You must remember that cultivation is very important. It's not only talent, but also stability. As long as you live long enough, those geniuses will one day be surpassed by you."

　　 "Now, I think we should consider the long-term plan!"

　　 Listening to what Hong He said, all the disciples of the Shanhe Sect nodded with deep approval.

　　 Following the direction in which passers-by had fled before, Hong He ran away quickly with a group of Shanhe Sect disciples.

"These zombies are really weird! But for now, let's find a safe place to take a slow break, and then look for the magician monk behind!" A zombie who was close to him had a headshot and looked at the white behind him. Disciple, Hong He said.

I encountered a few zombies in the middle of the road. Hong He also studied it. He found that these monsters called zombies can still survive after breaking the heart, and even if they cut off their limbs, they can still wriggle on the ground. If you want to kill it completely, you can only blow the opponent's head. This weird monster is really shocking.

　　 Moreover, they have been fighting fiercely. At this time, there is not much true essence left in their bodies.

　　 Another thing that makes Honghe feel uneasy is that in this huge city, I haven't seen a living person. I have seen a lot before!

　　 Someone even reminded them to run together, but now they are nowhere to be seen. Could it be that they were all killed by the demon monk?

　　 "Well, what is this!? Go there and see!"

　　 Just when Hong He wanted to take his disciples to find a safe place to rest, suddenly there was a ‘pop’ like firecrackers from a distance, which made him look surprised and suspicious.

　　‘Raccoon City Police Department, where is this? ’

　　 When he came to the sound source, Hong He couldn't help narrowing his eyes as he looked at the words written on the closed door.

　　 Raccoon City, it should be a place name, but what does the police station mean?

　　 "Stop and don't act rashly, raise your hands and hold your head to accept our inspection!"

　　 Just as Hong He was thinking about it, there was a sound of footsteps, and several people in uniform uniforms rushed out of the house, and everyone was still holding a dark thing in their hands.

"Friends of Taoism, we just want to take this to rest for a while! Besides, about these zombies, do you know what the reason is?" Although they don't feel any true essence in these people, it is certain that they are just ordinary people, but Hong He didn't want to have trouble at the moment, and the main purpose was to clear the secret realm to obtain resources.

　　 But in the face of Hong He's words, the other party didn't seem to have heard it, and it was still repeating the previous words: "Stop and don't act rashly, raise your hands and hold your head to accept our inspection!"

　　 Hearing this, Hong He's face was dumbfounded, he communicated in a good voice, but the other party had this attitude?

　　A mere mortal dare to speak to them like this?

　　 "We are cultivators, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, this zombie may be what the zombies say, mortals, you should not mistake yourself!" Hong He snorted coldly, and stepped forward.

　　 still don’t understand?

　　They are cultivators. This zombie crisis is what the cultivators of the magic road call, you mortals are not good to hug their thighs?

　　 "Stop and don't move, otherwise we will shoot!" Upon seeing this, the police behind the iron gate pointed their guns at all the disciples of the Mountain River Sect.

"Okay, okay, okay! Shoot? Hidden weapon? Huh, can the only concealed weapon withstand me and? Shoot, come, shoot at me, shoot at here!" Looking at the other party, repeating a paragraph like a puppet, Hong He too A trace of anger rose in his heart, and he lightly nodded his forehead with his finger with a look of contempt.

　　 Hidden weapon?

　　 grandstanding!

　　 Can this palm-sized thing be called a gun?

　　 And how could worldly weapons hurt their cultivators?

　　 Even though his cultivation base was suppressed in this secret realm, only the level of the initial stage of Qi training was suppressed.

　　 But after all, he has also cultivated the existence of True Essence, how can ordinary ordinary weapons hurt him?

　　 is also the Tang Sect, which is famous for its hidden weapons in the secular martial arts world. Its secret weapon, the rain pear flower needle, combined with special techniques, may be able to pose some threats to monks who have just started to practice Qi.

　　 However, it is said that the Tangmen Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle was made by an ordinary craftsman in the world. It took three years to make.

　　How can this weapon be mass-produced?

　　 And now, these so-called policemen can perceive martial artists through their true essences, that is, mortals with better physical fitness, plus a so-called gun in their hands. If you want to come to this hidden weapon, it will be a street thing.

　　 Why is he afraid?