Zombie Evolution

At this moment, everyone was cheering. Make * Book * (m)

Including newly promoted Mao Zong and other stupefactions, the feelings towards Zhang Yang are no longer just respect and love, but more fanatical, like fanatical gods.

Oh!

Zhang Yang's feet gently fell to the ground, only feeling the body collapsed, his head buzzing, as if he was going to faint at any time.

Compared to the enthusiasm of the surrounding crowd, Zhang Yang is more afraid, and deeply feared.

Just now, during the execution of the Great Curse, Zhang Yang only felt that the energy and consciousness in his body were emptied instantly, and his body suddenly weakened. The feeling was terrible!

Zhang Yang can clearly feel that this great curse hurts and hurts himself, and the power is endless, but it also has great damage to his body.

Even Zhang Yang felt that his life had detracted from his appearance for at least hundreds of years.

Fortunately, Mao Shouyuan's life is extremely long, hundreds of thousands of years, relatively speaking, these hundreds of years, it is nothing at all.

What made Zhang Yang jealous was the breath from that big skull altar. Also, the Lord of the Wraiths mentioned in the sacrifice.

Lord of the Wraith, this ancient and great existence, since being suppressed, has completely disappeared from people's vision, and even the news of his existence has been blocked.

Even those powerful beings in the fairyland today, very few know the Lord of the Underworld. Zhang Yang has never heard of this name.

Only by using tens of thousands of living souls as a sacrifice to the unknown Lord of the Underworld can he borrow his power. Then, in the course of performing, about two million souls were taken away.

This makes Zhang Yang feel faintly disturbed.

The students of the cultivation world are not profitable. Zhang Yang did not believe that the so-called Lord of the Wraiths would trade at a loss. He lends his strength at the cost of the countless living souls and part of his life.

These souls are a huge force, and they will definitely be of great help to the Lord of the Wraiths.

For some reason. The Lord of the Wraiths cannot cross the interface and come directly to harvest the soul, but. Maybe after he has great power, this situation will be broken.

Therefore, Zhang Yang has decided that this kind of curse hurts others at the expense of itself. And the spells with great hidden dangers cannot be used easily as long as they are not at the most helpless.

"God Lord!"

But Guru Skai and Bu Feng did not know the fear in Zhang Yang's heart and the current weakness, and they both fell beside Zhang Yang.

"call--"

Zhang Yang exhaled deeply. The devouring power works, and the thick yin around it, like a vortex, is instilled into the body.

A moment later, part of the mana had been restored.

In the place where the smoldering atmosphere of Siming continent is almost sticky, Zhang Yang is least worried about the consumption of mana.

Then look at the corpse of Si Ming beast in front of the ground, Zhang Yang opened his mouth, and continued to exert the Gongfa.

Huh!

A rhythmic pulsation. Like a heart beating.

The corpse of Siming Beast within range also followed a beat. People can even hear the blood flowing wildly.

Huh!

The rhythm of the second sound fluctuates, and the corpse of the Siming Beast inflates instantly, as if inflated. Make * Book * (m)

Huh!

The third prosody fluctuated, accompanied by bursts of **** sounds.

Puff puff!

The sky was filled with blood, like small fountains, soaring into the sky. Directly towards Zhang Yang's body, lasing.

Zhang Yang's mouth was like a bottomless pit, and he stretched his neck. Changlong sucked water and swallowed all the blood in the sky.

For a moment. The body of nearly 10,000 heads of Siming Beasts became dry corpses, and Zhang Yang's body also swelled, and Zhang Yu's height grew to a full-scale appearance.

The whole body is strong and slightly unstable. His blood was surging around, his eyes flushed.

This sturdy bloodthirsty method shocked everyone around.

Everyone is a zombie. Naturally, a powerful way to **** blood means strength.

For a moment, volley swallowed tens of thousands of Si Mingshou as dry corpses. Don't say that you've seen them, you've never even heard of them.

For a moment, Zhang Yang's image in everyone's mind became a bit more mysterious and stronger.

Huh!

A teleportation, Zhang Yang has disappeared in place, leaving only a residual image for everyone, slowly disappearing.

The God of Hegda will always be shocked.

These means are simply unthinkable to the newly rising human race on the Si Ming continent.

...

The figure flashed, Zhang Yang appeared in his mansion, sitting cross-legged.

There is no need to worry at all. After a while, the figure flickered, and the blood slaves followed, and the most loyal guard stood at the door, like an iron tower.

Zhang Yang Gongfa operation began to refine the essence and blood in the body.

The essence and blood of tens of thousands of venomous beasts, and these closest to Zhang Yang, are some powerful beings, the essence and blood are extremely strong.

Every time Zhang Yang refines, he can feel the unimaginable gains.

As time passed by, Zhang Yang was constantly improving in this state of ecstasy.

After the First World War with Zhang Yang, the confidence and enthusiasm of fighting in the Hegeda tribe increased greatly. In particular, the distribution of the battle results, about two million corpses of the Wraith, and the million heads Zhang Yang took away are almost negligible.

You know, these are the corpses of Luo Meidie and evil bats. These two monsters are also notorious in the Siming Beast. Matching their ferocity is naturally their strength.

Hundreds of flesh were allocated to almost every hair, and dozens of black stiff were also allocated. As for the other stiffeners, they are also allotted their own flesh and blood, even those mortals who also have the flesh and blood of Simingbeast as food.

The entire Hegda tribe was jubilant, and the surrounding tribes were infected with this emotion.

...

Smelling spirit, the body of this kind of Siming beast is fat and fat, with four legs that are extremely strong and has a long meat nose. It looks a bit like a creature on the earth— 貘.

However, the smelling spirit looked even more fierce. His eyes were bloodthirsty, and there was a row of bone spurs on his back. You can see Sensen's teeth.

Smelling spirit is a terrestrial creature, and its strength is worse than that of Luo Meidie and evil bats. However, it is this smelling spirit. The disasters that have been brought to the human race have been far more serious than those caused by Rome butterfly and evil bats.

Smell spirits are lazy, and sometimes, after they find a human tribe. They will stay in the camp for a long time until they eat up the population of this tribe.

Moreover, the scent spirits have simple wisdom, they will send a large number of companions at once to surround a village. Don't let the population flee.

Eat part of it every day. Watching the clan being swallowed, knowing that the next one may be himself, but he must not escape ... The psychological fear that the smelling spirit brings to the clan is definitely the highest among all Simingbeast .

Zhang Yang is not surprised by the practice of smelling spirits, which is similar to the practice of most monsters on the continent. He was surprised that it was the practice of the common Si Ming animal.

When Si Mingju hunted, there was a clear opportunity to swallow the human race wherever he went. but. They always eat more than half. Leaving half a minute ... It's like knowing the dangers of fishing in the water.

Compared to the simple IQ of Si Mingju, this is very incomprehensible.

This also made Zhang Yang feel a bit of panic. Do you even suspect that there is any existence in the underworld that dominates all this?

...

Because of the sudden appearance of Luo Meidie and evil bats, what should have been the first batch of smelling spirits arrived has become the second batch.

Zhang Yang was in a retreat, and Guru Skye and Bu Feng did not alarm Zhang Yang.

The number of smelling spirits is only a few hundred thousand, in their opinion. This is simply not worth the shot of the God of Hegda himself. They want to show their power to the God of Hagda.

Countless streams of light passed through the sky, like a meteor shower in the sky. The warriors of Hegda were all dispatched, heading for the Smell.

fighting. It erupted tens of thousands of miles away from the Hageda tribe.

Powerful battle waves set off large pits on the ground, just like orogenic movements. Countless hills have been leveled and countless flats have become basins.

Under the attack of huge forces, mountains were cut off from it.

No one noticed that when this mountain was disconnected, the surrounding volatility began to change.

Of course, this change is extremely slow. Compared with the original mountain range, the amount of negative air generated is significantly reduced.

However, because the surrounding yin is extremely strong and almost reaches the point of stickiness, this slight change did not attract people's attention at the first time.

The fighting continues.

Even in the Hegda tribe, people can feel the shaking of the earth.

This is the power of the human race. Their hero is fighting thousands of miles away from the Siming Beasts.

Everyone, whether it is an old man who has lived for hundreds or thousands of years, or a young man in his decades, knows all this, and he is grateful to the God of Hegda.

In the past, when facing the Siming Beast, in addition to running away, the human race used their own body to make food to fill the stomach of the Siming Beast to gain vitality for other people.

Now, the human race has the ability to compete with the Siming Beast, and even hundreds of years later, the Si Ming Beast will be completely reduced to the human race's food. Become the master of this continent.

The remaining people are praying, praying for the heroes fighting on the front line, wishing the heroes to defeat the scent, and wishing the heroes to return safely.

This battle lasted for more than ten days. The first streamer passed by the sky, followed by the stars, countless streamers, just like the meteor shower.

The heroes returned in triumph.

I saw those warriors, carrying a giant Si Ming beast on their shoulders.

The olfactory spirit is huge, just like a meat mountain. The heroes who were originally burly looked much thinner in front of the meat mountain.

However, they are powerful, and even if they are carrying sniffers that are several times larger than themselves, they are still very slow.

Most of the local people ’s heroes have also made their own flying swords, which can fly with imperial swords, although the speed is slightly slower, but the same chic and freehand is envious of the people.

In the eyes of the clan, the status of the hero is extremely high. They are warriors, they are the idols of the clan, and also the goal of every young clan.

To be a hero is the pursuit of all people now. Even some elderly people are unwilling to give up their efforts.

The triumph of the heroes, the Hagda tribe is another carnival. In this battle, the invading smelling spirit was almost wiped out, and tens of thousands of heroes were killed.

However, the habits of the Siming people have long been used to life and death. In the past, when the human race did not have enough strength to protect themselves, which hunting of the Siming beast was not the majority of the people buried in the beast?

Therefore, the sadness is not strong, and people are more happy, and happy that the ethnic group has the power to destroy Si Mingbei.

The only regret is that the **** of Hegda is in retreat.

However, the most abundant prey hunted this time is still left to the **** of Hegda.

Guru Skye, Bu Feng, and others brought the bodies of tens of thousands of heads of the Wraith Beast, these are the most powerful scent spirits, including an olfactory king with a combat power of eight.

This smelling spirit king was shot by Bu Feng himself, and it took great effort to successfully kill it.

This is the biggest harvest of this battle. Naturally, it was given as a sacrifice to the **** of Hegda.

...

Before the carnival atmosphere passed, people became nervous again.

Smelling spirit is just a small branch of Si Mingshou. The real Si Mingsong invasion will be four months later. There will be more severe battles waiting for them.

Gila is only 500 years old this year, but he has successfully promoted to the middle rank of Mao Zong, and is one of the most famous heroes of the young generation of Hegda tribe.

Gila's talent is stunned, and his sensitivity to yin is much more sensitive than that of other peoples. This is also the main reason why he sings all the way in his spiritual practice.

Gila has great ideals, Bu Bong is his idol, as a gifted fluffy ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he hopes to become the first warrior of the tribe.

Therefore, Gila usually practiced extremely hard.

On this day, as usual, he came to the mountains to the west of the tribe, sat cross-legged on a large rock, and entered a state of meditation.

Gila loves the surroundings. The tribe's mansions are connected, and more and more people are cultivating. The original richness was so substantive, but it became thin due to mutual competition.

Relatively speaking, there is a lot of yin in this deep mountain. There are thousands of miles away from the tribe. There is no need to worry about everyone fighting for yin.

Gila sat cross-legged, just practiced for a while, and suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong, immediately opened her eyes and looked around.

"How do you feel a little strange today?"

Gila frowned slightly, and glanced around, releasing her senses and looking around. (To be continued ...)

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