Zombie Evolution

叽叽 叽叽 ——

There were screams of iron. Behind this group of mechanical cymbals, there were iron back cymbals, red teeth were constantly stretched, sharp claws were dancing up and down, the body was twisting, and they were swimming in the hall at a fast speed.

Huh!

With the sound of heavy footsteps, the mechanical cymbals also started to move, holding a sharp axe in their hands, walking around the hall.

Zhang Yang, on the other hand, opened the eyes of Qing Ling to the fullest extent, with a dignified look on his face, fully guarding and monitoring.

叽叽 ——

Suddenly, an iron-backed cormorant seemed to have found something, screaming and swimming quickly behind a pillar.

puff! puff! puff!

The light blade flickered, the iron back was cut into pieces in a blink of an eye, and black blood splattered.

Immediately afterwards, the figure flashed, and Weng Qingyu smiled with a vicious expression on his face.

call!

Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, everything was the same as he imagined.

Weng Qingyu's method of concealing the signs is indeed very clever, but no matter how clever the method is, he cannot escape the carpet-like search of twenty iron backs and twenty mechanical backs.

Also, under the supervision of Zhang Yangqing ’s eyes, Weng Qingyu may not be found if he stays in one place if he suppresses his breath, but once he moves, Zhang Yang is confident that his own eyes will be able to see him .

Sure enough, an iron back **** exposed Weng Qingyu's figure.

"Huh! You're smarter than you thought. But what about it? Our deity will let you know today that in front of absolute power, all little cleverness and conspiracy are in vain."

Weng Qingyu's face had a standard Yin expression, pinching a tactic in his hand and pointing his finger forward.

Hum--

The trembling sound of the cut fairy circle turned into a streamer and chopped towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was well prepared. There was a flash of green in his hand, and Fu Cangjian's wide blade was already in front of him.

Ding!

Cut Xianxian cut the Fucang sword. The bright light was dark. Immediately ejected, crossed an arc, and chopped at the next beast.

"Dodge!"

Zhang Yang yelled at the same time. Turning in his hands, Wan Yaoxi has taken it out. Make a move.

call--

A thick gray-black whirlwind, a turbulent wind, swept away towards Weng Qingyu.

嗷 ——

Woo--

Hundreds of thousands of powerful souls. Lamented. He growled, fangs grinned, and his ugly face appeared from time to time in the wind, terrifying.

...

At the same time, the beast saw the Xianxian circle attacking itself and subconsciously offered a magic block.

but. Zhang Yang's reminder and oncoming dangerous breath made him temporarily change his mind and twisted physically. Dodge the essentials, but fail to avoid them all.

puff!

Although the beast turned into a human form, its powerful defense was not weakened at all.

It is such a powerful defense. A Honghuang monster is proud of the defense. In the face of the sharp attack of the Xianxian Circle, it is like a piece of paper.

Hora!

A large mouth was opened in the scorpion's chest, with blood standing on it, and even its internal organs were cut.

The beast's eyes widened instantly, and the spirit almost flew out.

Huh!

Fortunately, the Xianxian circle did not continue to attack, but began to maneuver. Otherwise, the beast even suspected that it would be possible for him to fall and die just by this attack.

Fairy sharp! Not ordinary people can imagine!

...

expensive--

Roar--

Woo--

In the lead is a wild rhinoceros running wildly, a roar of open mouth, straight into the soul.

Then came Lei Wu, the black scale beast, and the tooth thunder tiger ...

There are powerful monsters, powerful human monks and infants one by one-yes! It's Yuanying!

The leading ones are dozens of yuan babies, each with a grim face, fierce and bloodthirsty. After that, in the thick gloomy wind, there were innumerable powerful souls, and the power of those souls was not less than that of Monk Jindan ...

And these living souls, these tens of thousands of living souls, all rushed towards Weng Qingyu.

Weng Qingyu never thought that he would fall into this dilemma.

fear!

The fear from the heart is almost uncontrolled.

Weng Qingyu knew that once these living souls caught the bite, he had absolutely no chance of surviving.

Weng Qingyu's calm face has long been pale. At stake, even the Xianxian Circle just sacrifice just couldn't take it back. The law in his hand was pinched, and a stream of spells hit him, while his body burst.

Huh!

The first streamer hit the main soul king, the earth crazi rhinoceros. The earth crazi rhino just rolled in the air, and continued to rush up with more anger.

Huh!

Although the Yuanling-level creatures behind them were hit, some suffered some injuries, and some simply looked like the earth rhinoceros, and only had a stature.

However, some of the Jindan-level souls behind them, once they were hit, they screamed, and the soul fluttered.

However, Jindan-level souls have more than 20,000 looks, and the loss of one or two is just like a cow and a hair. It is not obvious at all.

It was Weng Qingyu. Although his body was exploding fast, he forgot that the skull hall was not very wide, and he was about to be forced to a corner.

At this time, the panic on Weng Qingyu's face was as visible as a strange trick in his hands.

Hum--

There was a strange wave around, and the time flow around the time suddenly slowed down, and the speed of the ghosts also dropped.

However, Weng Qingyu's appearance was also very uncomfortable. This kind of magical power that can slow down time seems to have great limitations. The more objects it gives, the stronger it can be.

In the past, Zhang Yang had performed alone, and Weng Qingyu was very capable, and he was even able to perform multiple consecutive times.

The target of Weng Qingyu's acceptance this time is hundreds of thousands of souls. Although living souls are not the same as flesh and blood creatures, but with such a large number, the power of back-bite is enough to make Weng Qingyu unbearable.

Obviously, Weng Qingyu's face was red and white.

Fortunately. Taking advantage of this opportunity, it jumped up and landed on the eyes of the skull. Seeing to be carried away.

And at this time. Although Zhang Yang intentionally blocked it, it was too late.

Unexpectedly, Weng Qingyu's figure was a slight meal, and his hands were determined. Reach out for a move, cut the fairy circle into a streamer. Towards Weng Qingyu himself.

At this time, Zhang Yang just felt that the strange rhythms around him were gradually disappearing, and he was overjoyed. Become aware. The thick overcast wind rolled up. Wrapped towards Weng Qingyu.

The speed is fast, Weng Qingyu just held the Xianxian circle, and then wants to walk away, it is too late.

嗷 ——

Woo--

Seeing Wan Gui and his body, between dozens of powerful spirits, a few inches tall man with a terrified expression was pulled from his body.

Poor Weng Qingyu. Because he refused to abandon the Xianxian circle, in order to get back the fairy. Wrapped by Wan Yaojuan, even Yuan Ying was pulled out.

Huh!

The loss of Yuan Ying turned into a corpse and fell directly on the ground of the hall.

"Do not--"

"Asshole! Damn it! I'm not willing!"

Weng Qingyu's Yuanying yelled, suddenly, a violent breath permeated.

"not good!"

Just after Zhang Yang had this consciousness, he heard "Boom!" A loud noise and a huge explosion wave lifted all the living souls away, and dozens of living souls were directly blasted into dust and annihilated in the air.

call out--

In the explosion wave, a light and shadow quickly swept away. It was far away in the blink of an eye and disappeared.

Zhang Yang froze, but did not expect that in this case, Weng Qingyu could not be completely killed.

However, all of Weng Qingyu's body and treasures were lost. When he ran away just now, he also exploded half a yuan baby before he forced all living souls to drive away.

Even Weng Qingyu was really reluctant to survive in order to survive.

In addition, the Yuanyuan monks of the general Yuanying are relatively solid, and may be able to self-explode, but half of them are more difficult to achieve.

From here, we can see that Weng Qingyu's strength is extraordinary. If it wasn't for the strength of Wan Wanying this time beyond its imagination, it would have been impossible to know the outcome.

Only half of Yuanyuan left, and theoretically speaking, Weng Qingyu could never set off any more waves. In the temple where the savage ancestors are all dangerous, whether he can finally escape or not, even if he escapes, his strength will be greatly damaged.

However, Zhang Yang still felt a little bit upset in her heart, feeling like something hidden.

I worked hard to clean up my mood and see the loss of my own soul. Fortunately, the Earth Soul Rhino, the main soul king, was attacked by Weng Qingyu's spell at first, was knocked over, and then fell behind. difficult.

The other Yuanying-level living souls died two, and the remaining dozens were all Jindan-level existence.

Compared to the total number of living souls reaching 100,000, these are really nothing, but Zhang Yang still has a little distress.

Then look at Weng Qingyu lying on the ground, and the Xianxian circle held in his hands, Zhang Yang immediately happy-no! It's ecstasy!

Cut fairy circle!

These times have brought to life the existence of a crisis of life, this attacking fairy ...

wrong!

Fairy?

Zhang Yang's eyes turned black ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ almost overturned.

I already had a Fucang sword in my hand, and now I have another circle of cutting fairy.

It is true that the fairy is sharp, but without the help of the original owner, the fairy can only try to recognize the Lord if it exists above the rigidity.

In other words, Zhang Yang now has an immortal, and can only be used as a burning stick-of course, a burning stick that is not easy to break.

"This is also good! At least better than in the hands of the enemy, and since then, the human clone and the zombie clone each have an attacking fairy. Once promoted to Zombie, these two clones will be able to sweep the true world. Powerful combat. "

Zhang Yang reached out his hand and put away the Xianxian circle.

Weng Qingyu's last thing ring, don't know, the net worth must be extremely rich. However, now Zhang Yang does not have the opportunity to count the booty. He swung his sleeve gown and put it away.