The zombies that the practitioners became after their death were not terrible. They were not strong when they woke up, and they were much worse than the peaks of their lives.

Only when they have smoked enough blood, and take time to slowly nursed back to the peak level, and then continue to break through to a higher level.

A zombie that has just been unearthed, the alcoholic monk is not difficult to clean up.

But now he is obviously pitted. This is not a zombie that has just been unearthed for a week or two, but has been resurrected for at least a year!

For such a long time, enough zombies will be restored to the peak level, and even a big improvement!

Because it has already died once, after death, it is specially buried in the extremely yin land. The haze gathers and quenches the yin god. This is a kind of painful suffering. It is even more terrifying than the 18th floor hell. Live in a desperate.

But once the zombies are formed, then these pains and tempering will bring them a lot of help, and the spiritual strength will soar. It is easy to know how many times the Heaven and Earth Avenue is!

As long as they are not suppressed by the middle of the process, their future repairs will go straight all the way, and easily break the bottleneck encountered during their lifetime.

Therefore, after discovering this situation, the drunkard who was originally a bamboo in the chest suddenly changed his face, and there was a feeling of being played off and being pitted.

Even if this zombie's life-threatening illness is not top-notch, it does not reach the realm of pursuing a broken void, and even has not reached the congenital second floor, but it is not lower than the innate realm! Then this zombie is improved after a year of recovery, then at least the second layer!

Congenital second floor

He is now a good-natured layer. The same is true of Dong Wangye, Liu Yunduo has not yet entered the innate world!

The three of them rushed to conquer the zombies, and the final result would be the opposite. The three of them were killed by zombies.

"Old Dong, Lao Dong" alcoholic monk screamed twice, but did not hear Dong Wangye's answer, a bit strange, and quickly looked back.

"The trough!" The drunkard monk's eyes widened and smashed directly.

There is still a figure behind him and Liu Yunduo, empty, Dong Wang seems to disappear from the air!

The alcoholic monk's eyelids jumped, and the ominous premonition in his heart became more and more strong. Whether Dong Wangye actively disappeared or passively disappeared, he and Liu Yunduo should be aware of it, and it is impossible to disappear as quietly as it is now. They didn't notice it at all.

"Do you find out how old Dong disappeared?" The alcoholic monk whispered Liu Yunduo.

Liu Yunduo also looked a little nervous, shaking his head and said: "I don't know. I just heard his breathing, but suddenly I disappeared. It seems to disappear from the air."

"This is a big trouble." The alcoholic monk swallowed a bit, not a little calm, and without much consideration, he whispered: "Let's go back!"

Liu Yundu nodded and agreed.

In this case, I still stay in this grave, which makes people feel uneasy. As for what is the situation of Dong Wangye now, wherever he went, they may not be able to stay in the grave, leaving nothing to help.

However, after coming in, it is so easy to quit where to go.

The two had just walked a few steps, and there was a heavy bang in the dark corridor in front of them. A heavy object was slammed on the ground.

Moreover, according to the perception of the alcoholic monk and Liu Yunduo, this kind of sound is only emitted when the human body is thrown on the ground.

Or it is a corpse.

Liu Yunduo and the drunkard monk face each other and look at each other. They all see the horror from their eyes. In this tomb, only three people came in, and now they have a body, who else?

The two took a deep breath and barely calmed down, and walked ahead with a flashlight.

The tomb was cold and dark, slightly moist. I don't know if it is a psychological effect. When I came in, I was daring and had no special feelings. Now the two suddenly felt that the surrounding air seemed to drop several degrees, giving a cold and sensation.

Going in, the objects on the ground have been illuminated by the light sources in the hands of the two. Although there is already a certain mental preparation, it is guessed what may be going on, but in a moment when it is really clear, the eyes of the drunkard monk also become instantly I was shocked and hurriedly ran over and said: "Old Dong!"

The one who was thrown to the ground was the famous Dong Dongye.

At this time, the innate master, has been completely silent, completely dead.

After his death, his eyes were still round and stunned, and his face, which was not old and ruddy, became pale and biased toward Tieqing. However, he was not directly sucked into a corpse like the ordinary people in the past, but he was sucked a lot of blood.

The spirits of the alcoholic monk burned with anger, and at the same time they were shocked to the extreme, and things really went in the worst direction. I don't have to think about it, Dong Wangye must have been killed by the zombie. The strength of this zombie has grown to a point of incomparable horror, killing a master who has been in the realm of the day, for him. It’s as simple as eating and drinking!

If this is the case, even if he has a means to deal with zombie evils, he is afraid that it is useless.

After all, when the strength of the two sides is too large, it is not dependent on foreign objects to change the outcome.

The palm slowly passed from the face of Dong Wangye, and his eyes were closed. The beads of the alcoholic monk’s hands were already clenched, and his eyes were glanced around. "I know you are nearby, and I know you are sure." Can understand what we are saying! In this case, you are so powerful, why do you want to hide your head and show it out!"

Liu Yunduo licked her lips and said nothing, but her swords were already in her hands.

Hey!

Soon, in the darkness of the other end, there was a lot of footsteps, and wearing a Qing Dynasty official uniform, with a flower bud, and a standard zombie dress appeared in the sight of the two.

The way he came over was not to jump like a zombie in a movie novel, but to move his legs and come like a normal person walking!

At this time, his face, there is no longer the pale color of the zombies, there is a layer of rosy under the skin, the whole body is no longer stiff, soft stretch, and the difference from normal people is not big.

The most frightening thing is that on the face of this zombie, there is still a mocking smile on it, watching the eyes of the drunkard monk and Liu Yunduo, just like the beast watching that he is about to prey on prey.

"Hey animals, die!"

The drunkard monk screamed, and the beads in his hands suddenly radiated a faint golden light in the dark tomb, revealing the smell of a sacred sun, like a pair of training to zombies.

The zombies don't evade, and their hands are cut like a knife. They even block the bead string directly, but they are still beaten by them.

Hey!

The zombie's palm collided with the beads, as if the red soldering iron was lying on it, giving a burning sound, and another smoky smoke came out.

The Buddhist monk's prayer beads are indeed congenital for the zombie evils.

Unfortunately, as the drunkard monk said, restraint is also based on certain conditions, when the strength of both sides is similar. If the strength of the other party is too much, even if there is a restrained treasure, it will be useless.

After the zombie's palm was burnt, his face remained the same, but his hands jerked away, and the beads that wrapped his hands slammed and broke.

The zombie took a quick and forward shot, and the power was extremely fast. The drunkard monk was hit in the chest, and the body immediately receded, the corner of his mouth overflowed with blood, and his eyes looked at him with horror.

This zombie is terrible. The strength is far more than the innate layer of realm, and it is basically not afraid of his suppression!

However, even more shocking to the drunkard monk is that the next zombie speaks!

"Is the world's practitioners and Buddhist monks so weak? It seems that this thin world is really not suitable for cultivation, and it is difficult to create a master. So, no one can threaten me."^