Zombie Evolution

Gou Huan's eyes were cruel, and looking at Sambo's eyes was like looking at a dead body.

As for Wuying next to them, it is relatively unfamiliar to them, and such strength is obviously not in their eyes.

"How are you ... alive? And ... in a short time, your breath seems to be stronger than before."

Sambo's tone was stuttering, and the sweat on his face rolled down.

He saw with his own eyes that the host had beheaded the two men in bright robes, but now they are not only reappearing, but they are more powerful than they were last time. I do n’t know how many times they are.

How can this not make Sambo scared?

Wuying was beside him, and his palms were sweating.

He has heard Sambo talk more than once about the process of the last two bright-colored robe monsters being beheaded and killed by the owner. Although he didn't see it at that time, when he heard the words, why didn't he know what was going on?

Feeling the breath of the other person, now whether it is Sambo or Wuying, I know that I will inevitably die. They don't expect to escape, the only thing they want to do is to report to the owner and let the owner be careful.

"Well! Of course we are still alive. Do you think that by the means of your master, how could we have our two true gods? Now I want to let you know that the dignity of the true gods cannot be offended!"

Gou Huan said, raised a finger and pointed at Sambo.

Sambo immediately felt that she was taking a risk, and she couldn't think of anything.

Huh!

The bright light, the huge blade, is like a dazzling galaxy, chopped down towards Gouhuan.

"Huh! Carrion!"

Gou Huan snorted, and his finger mana fluctuated.

Hereby--

A ray of light and an electric flash are generally in the middle of the blade.

Ding!

With a crisp sound, the blade was dim and the long knife was hit, and the buzzer flew immediately.

But the light was still intact, hitting Sambo's chest directly.

puff!

Penetrating directly through the back with a cloud of blood.

A blood arrow sprayed, and the corner of Sambo's mouth twitched and fell to the ground.

Ben Lei's three treasures fell, and even Yuan Ying failed to scoop out.

"Sambo!"

Wuying sighed sorrowfully, his eyes almost bleeding.

Ben Lei San Bao · Maid Orange Wei · and the most mysterious shadowless ... People in the ancient world know that the three of them are brothers and sisters, and they are the three slaves of the nine-baby adult seat. deep.

This is a relationship that has extended from the ancient practice world to the modern practice world, spanning time and space.

In their hearts, Lord Jiuying, their master, is the strongest person in the world. They may think of a day when they fell, but with the owner, they always felt that day would be very far away.

But now, watching Sanbao fall in front of himself, he has no time to do anything, without any grief or anger in his mind.

"what--"

Wuying Yangtian groaned suddenly, his breath suddenly skyrocketed.

A pair of eyes, bleeding from the corners of the eyes, staring at Gou Huan:

"You guys-all **** it!"

Word by word, grit your teeth!

"Yeah!" Gou Huan smiled, not looking at the shadowless anger in the eyes, "It's just a cricket ant! But it's so fun to see you so angry! Gaga ...

Gou Huanfang laughed, and his apparent angerlessness made him feel great joy.

"dead!"

Wuying palm flipped, a yellow bronze mirror appeared on the hand.

puff!

It seemed that he was aware of his lack of strength and had not attacked yet. First, he bit his tongue, and spewed the blood on the bronze mirror.

Zizi!

The essence of blood fell on the bronze mirror, and the sound of the bronze mirror immediately glowed.

And Wu Ying's complexion turned white.

"Golden needle without shadow! Disease!"

Wuying yelled in his mouth.

Hum—

咻咻 咻 ——

The bronze mirror trembled slightly, a dragon yin, and the surrounding air was slightly rhythmic, thousands of golden needles, a bright light, and it was in front of Gouhuan.

Gou Huan snorted on the face, and waved his sleeve robe, toward the ten thousand golden needles.

Huh!

Bright robes, wrapped in a bright whirlwind.

The ten thousand golden needles were submerged in the bright whirlwind and disappeared immediately.

Seeing nothing, his face was full of indecision, "Oh!" Another spurt of fine blood.

But seeing this sperm of blood, the blood was flowing round and crystalline, dripping and spinning in the air, it was obviously not ordinary sperm. Hidden in the power of the soul, turned out to be the essence of life.

Wuying clearly clung to his desperate determination. This mouthful, a dozen drops of his essence, was completely submerged in the bronze mirror.

Hum--

The light of the bronze mirror became brighter in an instant, and the surrounding world was reflected in the ground.

"Golden Needle without Shadow! Fatal Kill! Disease!"

Wuying stared round, staring at Gou Huan tightly, yelling loudly.

咻咻 咻 ——

It is a golden needle again, and the momentum is magnificent. Compared to just now, it is stronger than before. I don't know how many times it looks.

Gou Huan no longer had the calmness just now. At the same time, his body flickered, his sleeve robes waved.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

A whirlwind of bright colors, successively wrapped around the rain-like golden needles

Huh!

The gold needles pierced the bright whirlwind, making a sound of all defeating leather.

The gold needles were broken one by one and turned into powder, but the color whirlwind was also broken by one by one.

Gou Huan's face is extremely ugly, his mana is surging, his sleeves are waving constantly, and his body keeps exploding.

Finally, when the last whirlwind was annihilated, the gold needles were also consumed.

"Abominable! Abominable!"

A ant was forced to retreat to such a point, Gou Huan's anger was imagined, his body flickered, and he was about to avenge Wuying, but saw that a hand stopped him.

"Huh?" Gou Huan looked at Bi Wang beside him.

"Don't do it, he's dead!"

Gou Huan heard the words and looked forward.

Sure enough, Wuying's eyes widened, and there was a stream of blood flowing out of the corners of the eyes and in the nose and mouth. His eyes were scattered and his body remained motionless.

Just then a gust of wind passed.

Huh!

Wuying fell to the ground.

It turned out that Wuying knew he was not the two opponents in front of him, and even had no possibility of escaping-of course, after his brother Sanbao fell, he no longer thought about escaping.

Therefore, with the final blow, the whole body's essence blood was sacrificed, and the strongest attack was issued.

However, Rao's strongest attack only caused some minor troubles for Gou Huan, and he didn't even hurt the opponent.

The price that Wuying paid for this attack was that the essence and blood of his destiny burned cleanly, his soul dissipated, and he died.

"Well! It's just a cricket ant who dares to provoke his deity!

Gou Huan took a sip towards Wuying's body.

With a wave of the sleeve robe, the three treasure knives and the bronze mirror without shadow all fell into the hands.

Lost the master, these two pieces of radiance are not obvious.

"The two fairy wares are a small gain." Gou Huan laughed twice.

Hum—

These two fairy wares also have emotions with their masters for countless years. They are extremely resistant to the killer who killed the master.

"Huh! Even your master is a ant in front of the deity, do you still want to resist?"

Gou Huan said, Zhong Zhong's fingers, one on each of the two handles.

Ding!

Ding!

Hum—

With a trembling, the spirits of the two stalks were attacked, both of them trembling.

Fortunately, with or without instrumental spirits, the power of immortals is very different. Therefore, Gou Huan can't bear to completely kill these two instrumental spirits, but just wants to wait for the future to return to the upper bound. If you have time, you only need to spend some experience refining them.

With a little thought, Gou Huan threw the bronze mirror towards Bi Wang.

"This is yours."

Bi Wang was also not polite, and folded his hands.

The two sensed a little and immediately figured out the direction.

"Well, there is a strong breath in the north, and the masters of these two ants are undoubted. Hum! How could we be scolded by our ancestors if it weren't for our two clones being beheaded? Where can we use them? Take the risk to lower the deity? Huh! This guy is far more hateful than these two ants. It is not too late to go and kill him, and then find someone who casts the great curse. "

Gou Huan face 狰狞.

"go!"

The two flickered and turned into glimmers of light, heading north.

The gorgeous Tianxiang carriage, melodious music, and beautiful scenes like Tianxian's patrol.

Jiuying reclining on top of the wood collapsed, in his hand a crystal cup, in the cup, is blood-like bright red liquid.

Obviously, Jiuying enjoys this liquid.

Orange Wei held a crystal jug in her hand, and stood aside, with an elegant posture.

"The thunderstorm seems to be over. Seeing the thunderstorm's power should be the end of the power, rather than being interrupted halfway. So, as long as Zhang Yang can withstand the last blow, it should be successfully promoted. However, the thunderstorm's power is so powerful, The last blow was terrifying. I don't know if Zhang Yang can really survive it. "

Jiuying whispered in her mouth. Apparently he was very concerned about the thunderstorm.

The cultivation world needs the strong.

After the last battle with the two incarnations of the fairyland, Jiuying's thoughts were particularly strong.

Last time the two incarnations came, who knows if there will be an ontology one day?

Thinking of this, Jiuying suddenly felt a little restless. This is a very bad hunch.

The stronger your strength, the more accurate your perception of the future will be.

"How can you suddenly think of the incarnations of the two immortals?"

Jiuying laughed bitterly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ shook his head, trying to put aside this idea. Port

"Ok?"

At the moment when Sanbao fell, Jiuying's face changed suddenly, and his body bounced off.

"the host!"

From the consciousness, Ju Wei has been working as a maid in the presence of Lord Jiuying, and she has never seen her master so morbid.

"Fallen, even fell!" {Read novels, du search:}

Jiuying's face was extremely ugly.

Snapped!

With a sound, the crystal cup in his hand was crushed. His hands trembled slightly, showing his inner peace.

"Lord ... Master, who ... who fell?"

Ju Wei suddenly had a bad hunch, her voice trembling slightly.