The Path of Evolution

"It's a small effort, it's not worth mentioning. Besides, Brother Zhao and I hit it off at first sight and encouraged each other to get where we are today. Xiao Zhao, when you talk about repaying a favor, you don't think so." Fatty Zhang's polite refusal tone was a bit like an elder lecturing a younger one, and he added in his heart He said: When the undead attack, it would be good if you don’t ask me to save you three times...

Zhao Hao didn't care about the back-and-forth. He would not change what he decided and talked about business directly: "By the way, my dad said that he was in danger on the third floor, and I also went around on the third floor. It’s been a few days and I haven’t encountered any evolved creatures, what’s going on?”

"Haha, we were just like you at the beginning." Fatty Zhang smiled and said: "The third floor of the Tower of Life and Death is different from the previous two floors. This is a maze. If you go around and around, you may come back to the same place. There is a kind of ghost in this place. The fog breaks out every ten days."

"It's only dangerous when the ghost mist breaks out. It's usually safe here, right?" Zhao Hao drew inferences.

"Yes, tomorrow is the next time the ghost fog breaks out, and you will see evil things then." Zhang Hongbin said with lingering fear.

"What is it?" Zhao Hao was very curious. The first floor of the Tower of Life and Death was full of various livestock, and the second floor was full of evil spirits. He didn't know what new things there would be on the third floor.

Fatty Zhang looked solemn and uttered two words: "Undead."

Zhao Hao said: "Is it the kind of ghost on the second level?"

"No, the monsters on the first two levels are all virtual puppets, and the things on the third level are entities." Fatty Zhang explained: "They were all humans when they were alive, and those who died in the Tower of Life and Death were refined by a vicious method. It has become a battle puppet, a bit like something created by Western necromancers."

Zhao Hao was surprised: "How many are these undead and how strong are they?"

"Hundreds or thousands. I suspect that the people who died in the tower, no matter which floor they were on, were all caught on the third floor and turned into undead." Zhang Hongbin looked very stressed: "No matter what the strength of human beings were in life, they will all be dead after death." He has become a tough opponent of the mutant level. Last time I met an acquaintance who was at the original level at Base No. 1. After his death, he was at least the primary mutant level."

When Zhao Hao heard that it was just a mutated undead, he immediately lost interest.

Zhang Hongbin thought the child was frightened and stopped talking.

A night of silence.

There is no difference between day and night on the third floor of the Tower of Life and Death, and it is always dark and gloomy. When the tenth day mentioned by Zhang Hongbin arrived, the ghost energy near the stone forest became more than ten times stronger, forming a terrifying ghost world.

Shrouded in ghost fog, visibility is extremely low, and primitive evolvers like Zhao Zhicheng cannot see things ten steps away.

Zhao Hao could see a hundred meters away and discovered the undead army in the distance.

Click, click!

Hundreds of undead appeared out of nowhere. These "people" all had no pupils, their eyes were gray, and their skin color was also gray. They were grinding their teeth as they walked, which looked particularly scary. Some of them were naked, and some were wearing earthly clothes, as if they had just climbed out of a coffin.

A fat girl walking in front had a gray light in her eyes. She was wearing a gray and tattered T-shirt. On the chest of the T-shirt, there were two Pipi shrimps and four very cartoon words printed on it: I'm a foodie!

Seeing this scene, everyone believed that she was from Earth before.

Zhao Hao had a stern look on his face. The function of the Tower of Life and Death was too vicious, causing a living person to look like this. This is only the third floor, God knows what more vicious things will appear on the fourth floor.

"Here we come!" When the undead army approached the three of them fifty meters away, Zhang Hongbin finally noticed the movement, stood up and said, "Xiao Zhao, take care of your dad, I'll deal with those ghosts!"

As soon as Fatty Zhang finished speaking, he immediately took the lead in charging.

He didn't use weapons, just a pair of undead men with iron fists, looking very manly.

Zhao Hao watched with gusto. Even though Fatty Zhang was bloated, he was very flexible. When he fought, he looked like Sammo Hung at his peak in Hong Kong martial arts movies. It reminded people of a saying in the martial arts world: physical strength is worth it.

Before this, the most powerful boxer Zhao Hao knew was the idol group Yang Dingtian. I think Yang Dingtian defeated Hua Jun as soon as he appeared on the stage. Zhao Ritian's eyes were opened today. Fatty Zhang's boxing skills were more sophisticated than Yang Dingtian's.

Yang Dingtian's fighting style is very tough, and Zhang Hongbin is even tougher than him.

I saw that the fat black man was not limited to using his fists. He was full of weapons, including his elbows, knees, shoulders, and legs. He used everything he could. And he always likes to hit his opponents, which is very similar to the brutal collision in the game and is quite powerful.

This is a famous routine in Baji Quan called Tie Shan Kao. To practice this skill, you need to use your body to hit walls and tree stumps for a long time. Many people cannot bear this hardship. Once mastered, they are all hard ideas and their lethality is terrifying.

Use your body as a shield, sacrifice yourself and be selfless!

Fatty Zhang used these eight characters vividly. Looking at him, he was a human-shaped weapon, running rampant among the undead. The fat man had no intention of evading. He took advantage of every opportunity and took advantage of every opportunity. He refused to fight and attacked every move, defeating more than a dozen mutated undead in minutes.

In addition, Fatty Zhang also understood a kind of artistic conception. This artistic conception is very domineering, and combined with the fierce and violent fist style, it makes him even more powerful, and makes people unable to defend against him when he is close to him.

Zhao Hao was excited after seeing it and couldn't help but sigh at the profoundness of Chinese martial arts.

From his perspective, Zhang Hongbin's current boxing style indeed has the style of A-level combat skills. It can definitely defeat the original Xuelong and Snow Tiger, which shows that this kind of boxing method is not weaker than the secret skills of the four major families.

On the other hand, those undead have no strength and speed, but their fighting methods are very rigid. Moreover, all the undead have no combat uniforms, and they are all bare-handed, eager to tear people into pieces.

The body of the undead killed by Zhang Hongbin was torn apart, and a small crystal exploded.

It seems to be the kind of crystal that turns dead people into undead.

Zhao Hao took a closer look and his heart started to jump.

Those small crystals are clearly ghost crystals!

Zhang Hongbin showed great power and single-handedly eliminated hundreds of undead. This was the reason why he was able to survive on the third floor of the Tower of Life and Death until now. However, his physical energy was also exhausted, and he also suffered several minor injuries.

"Fortunately, there are only more than a hundred this time. If another hundred or ten come, I won't be able to stop them."

When the job was done, Zhang Hongbin let out a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he secretly cursed himself.

Click, click!

The creepy sound of teeth grinding came from all directions.

A group of undead came from the south, and a group of undead came from the north.

A large wave of undead also appeared on the east and west sides.

Fatty Zhang took a cursory glance and estimated that there were more than seven or eight hundred of them.

boom!

He blasted a blast of energy from the air, knocking back dozens of undead.

This kind of long-distance fist can only repel the undead and cannot completely eliminate those strange creatures.

"Xiao Zhao, take your dad and run from the left, I'll cut off the rear!"

Fatty Zhang made a quick decision, rushed into the group of undead on the left, and forced his way out.

Looking back, he saw Zhao Hao slowly walking over with a green wooden knife. Fatty Zhang was furious: "You are using a piece of wood on your head. Come on, I won't last long!"

Zhao Hao didn't say anything, and struck out lightly with his knife.

A sword flashed in the air, and dozens of undead heads fell to the ground.

hiss!

Zhang Hongbin took a breath. He had never seen a swordsman who could condense the sword's light to such a level.

That kind of sword light that combines rare energy and mutated energy into one, after it broke through the air, it actually moved like an arm, as if controlling a flying sword from a long distance. Fatty Zhang had never heard of any other sword in the country. The swordsman has reached this state.

What surprised Fatty Zhang even more was that the sword light contained an artistic conception of destroying all things.

Although he did not encounter the artistic conception head-on, he still felt palpitations involuntarily.

When he came back to his senses, he found that there were about 400 undead souls in the southeast, all of which were in pieces.

By this time, Zhao Hao had already reached the undead formation in the west, and no one could stop him.

Zhang Hongbin looked at the young man dumbfounded, deeply realizing the difference between himself and Xiao Zhao. He can only attack multiple targets at the same time during a brutal charge, and most of the time he will deal with them one by one. And Xiao Zhao was killing the enemies one by one. The green sword light with the aura of death flashed past, and at least dozens of undead heads fell to the ground.

In a matter of seconds, all seven or eight hundred undead souls were exterminated.

Is it that easy?

Seeing that Xiao Zhao's face was not red and he was out of breath, Fatty Zhang suddenly felt his cheeks feel hot.

He recalled the golden words that his master once taught him: If you don’t recognize a real person in person, if you have eyes that don’t recognize Mount Tai, you will be doomed sooner or later...

Developed!

It’s developed this time!

Zhao Hao didn't know what Fatty Zhang was thinking, as he kept picking up the fallen ghost crystals.

He was in a great mood. He had harvested nearly a thousand dim light crystals today, which was enough for him to do a lot of work.

Zhao Zhicheng stared at this scene dumbfounded, and hesitated several times.

Zhao Hao has not disclosed for the time being that he conquered the ancient desert city. Old Zhao did not know that his son had been defeated to such an extent. For a moment, it was difficult to believe that the man who easily killed eight hundred mutated undead was his own son.

After putting away the ghostly light crystal, Zhao Hao walked over and asked, "Dad, how long will this ghostly mist last?"

"One day, and it will take another ten days to show up next time." Lao Zhao said with certainty.

"Will those undead still appear?" Zhao Hao asked again.

"Probably not. There was only one wave before, but two waves today is very abnormal." Lao Zhao replied.

"I have a guess. The entrance and exit on the third floor may only appear when the ghost mist appears. You guys wait for me here while I go explore the way."

After Zhao Hao said this, he rode a black-scaled war horse and ran into the ghost mist.

Fatty Zhang took the initiative to become Lao Zhao's bodyguard and said with emotion: "Brother Zhao, your son is really secretive."

"I just found out that he has this ability." Lao Zhao was also very emotional, with a little bit of relief and pride in his eyes.

At this moment, Zhao Hao disappeared into the ghost mist and transformed into a night walker.

If you can transform into the Blood Demon Sword Demon and rely on the magical power of the Eye of Life and Death, it will not be a problem to see through this ghostly mist, and you can easily get out of the maze. Unfortunately, the Blood Demon Sword Demon was still evolving, so Zhao Hao could only do the next best thing and use the compound eyes of the giant mantis.

He ran for a long time in the ghost fog, and his compound eyes worked, and he actually found the big mirror on the third floor.