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"Hmph!" Faced with the provocation of the zombie Yinhu, Wu Ya'an Ge's posture was like a big bird. Two daggers were mounted one by one, one behind, and the posture was completely open and closed, and he looked like he was head-on with Yinhu.

The silver fangs bared, and her sharp tongue with barbed licked her cheeks, and a hint of cunning flashed through her fierce eyes. This woman was good at tracking and running away. Moreover, she was blinded by hatred, and rushed alone so quickly.

As long as she can give her a heavy blow and remove this thorn, she can better complete the master's task.

The sharp claws as sharp as blades flew through the rocks inadvertently, and the rocks were cut open like tofu. The dark green corpse poison penetrated into the claws, exuding a scent of fishy smell.

It jumped up in agile posture, and with its claws of rich corpse poison, it flirted towards Wuya Ange. As a zombie, it was already extremely cunning and calculating.

Unfortunately, it overlooked a little.

"Bang!"

Wang Yan's third special bullet exploded at the right time.

It was a depleted uranium armor-piercing bomb, and its sharp warhead was a nail wedged into the air, which was so fast that it could not be captured at all.

As we all know, the standard speed of sound is 340 meters per second, which is far inferior to the speed of bullets' flight. What's more, this is a depleted uranium armor-piercing bomb known for its penetration.

Wanting to avoid by listening to sounds is purely seeking death.

When Yinzhe sensed the danger and wanted to avoid it by twisting his body, it was too late. The depleted uranium armor-piercing bomb spun violently and tear open its chest. Almost in an instant, a hole as big as a bowl in its body was opened.

The crushed bones and pus and flesh were sprayed out of its back cavity. Until this moment, the sound of the gunshot that was like the roar of Thunder was transmitted to Yinzhang and Wuya Ange's ears.

Yinzhe roared tragically and fell backwards.

"Beast, my aunt will accept your life first." Wu Ya'an Ge let out a sad and angry roar, and the dagger turned into two streams of light. "Swish! Swish!" Two sounds cut off the two sharp claws of Yinzhe.

At the same time, the hideous scorpion tail hit out like lightning, piercing through its neck, and stabbing its cervical central nervous system from front to back.

For this silver-armored corpse with very strong vitality, cutting off the cervical spine will not kill it. At least, its head is still alive. After the body fell to the ground, its eyes were still very ferocious and fierce, and its fangs were scattered.

"Beast, you have today too." Wu Ya'an Ge described his grief. Beitie bit his lips and sneered, "Don't worry, my aunt will send your master to reunite with you as soon as possible."

"Bang!"

She kicked hard and stomped Yin Bi's head directly, pus flew across the bones.

Such a fierce scene made the corpse Taoist who was rushing to shrink his neck and swallowed it back to mock him a few words of stolen the other party’s head.

Once a woman becomes fierce, her heart will be much crueler than a man.

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The sky is clear and the sun is shining. A few noble white clouds float lazily in the air.

A dirty and dusty Chinese pastoral dog limped into this barren valley. Its body was bitten and bloody, with a tuft of hair missing from the east and a piece of skin missing from the west.

A large piece of flesh was bitten off from the left front leg, and the blood dripped. It purred twice, licked the wound, and a trace of sadness flashed through its eyes.

It's extremely hungry.

Sniff the east and the west. Then, I used my claws to dig a piece of mud and turned out a bone from countless years ago. Gaba Gaba was very fragrant.

At this moment, a sense of danger and coldness came. It instinctively sensed fear and hurriedly shrank into the rocks and grass. It hung its head and looked at the entrance of the valley nervously.

I saw a short, ragged child walking into the valley with his hands on his back. He had a pair of braids tied up above his head, and his child-like dirty face was covered with sinister expressions. The cold and cold smell of his body inadvertently seemed to have caused the temperature in the small valley to drop by several degrees.

Although the child with the sky braid had short legs, he seemed to shrink into an inch every step, and went out seven or eight meters away. His face was as pale as a corpse. There was still a trace of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered gloomy: "I didn't expect that Yinzhe was such a waste, so that he could attract people from the founding country and delay me for more time. But he was so stupid that he fought with them. Humph, I hope Yintao can help me gain more time so that I can successfully obtain the 'Xuanzi Relic' and escape with more time."

This gloomy child was of course the corpse boy who survived the Dongfeng-15 bombing. In order to delay the pace of the National Bureau of Non-China Affairs, he set up a suspicion array. He did not hesitate to let the natal puppet corpse who had been carefully trained for many years go to the knife head.

Such determination and ruthlessness, this corpse boy can be regarded as a generation of demon heroes, and he uses any means to achieve his goal.

"Hehe, as long as I successfully obtain the 'Xuanzi Relic', what's the mere sacrifice and abandonment?" The corpse boy wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said grimly, "I can start a sect overseas with the 'Xuanzi Relic'. At that time, even the company will worship me as a sacrifice. I will be polite. At that time, I will let you bitches who dare to step on my head try the way my Xuanzi Sect can extract souls and refine souls. Hehehe~"

His evil and weird laughter reduced the temperature in the small valley a little more. For a moment, the cold wind blew and the cold air was so strong.

"Woo~" The injured local dog was so scared that it whimpered accidentally, revealing its whereabouts. It took a few steps back and barked at the corpse boy with alertness and fear, "Wow!" Grinning his fangs, warning him not to get close.

"Hehehe~" A trace of cruel excitement flashed across the corpse boy's pupils, "Is the image of me so desolate when I fall into the sun and get bullied by a dog? Even a little native dog dares to bark at me."

As he said that, the corpse boy stretched out a finger. A ball of miserable green flame exploded and landed on the earth dog. The green flame immediately wrapped the earth dog's whole body and started to burn.

The local dog rolled and screamed.

But the flame seemed very magical. Although it burned the dog to scream in pain, it did not burn its fur at all. It seemed that the green fire was burning its soul.

"Hehehe~" The corpse boy seemed to have gained the pleasure of distorted soul from the pain of the local dog. After a rampant grin, he left.

The corpse boy who had countless lives on his hands did not take the life or death of a mere native dog at all.

The local dog was left alone, moaning and screaming in the valley, the sound was desolate and sad, and it made people feel heartbroken.

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In the fierce battle, the remaining injured zombies kept howling. They staggered and wandered aimlessly in the valley with soullessness.

Wang Yan and others did not choose to attack these zombies because everyone knew that these zombies were not direct puppet corpse servants of the corpse Taoist. They were all local zombies born and raised in the vast Beimian Mountains. They were just poor worms who were trapped by the corpse formation and were driven to act as cannon fodder for meat shields.

In the past few decades, the Beim corpse group has always been obedient, and few cases of hunting and killing humans and devouring flesh and blood have occurred. Now the Yinsha corpse formation has lost its function, and these detained zombies are no longer hostile. Wang Yan and others will naturally not take the initiative to kill them!

"Puchi!" Wu Ya'ange's sharp dagger cut open Yin Bi's chest and took out a "corpse pill" that was still pounding rhythmically. His fingers skillfully threw them up and down.

The corpse Taoist drove the corpse group and finally arrived. His eyes were a little red and his throat was rumbling. This is a B-level corpse pill, this is a good treasure.

This pair of "dog men and women" is so quick to start!

The cooperation was good enough. He delayed his head and the head was stolen.

Humph! I have been scrambling through the bed for many rounds, have I practiced it? I was so angry that the Taoist corpse could not help but secretly complained to him.

Wang Yan hugged the little ferret and ran all the way with a gun. Seeing that the Taoist's eyes were red, he couldn't help but joke: "Senior Corpse, I suggest you exchange more spiritual weapon-level combat boots. Your favorite generals under your command have a pair of feet. Short legs are a disease and need to be cured."

The Taoist of the Crying Emperor and the Wuya Ange are both domain-level experts. Strictly speaking, the strength of the Wuya Ange who has just broken through is slightly inferior. However, the Taoist of the Wuya Ange is good at sneaking and hiding, and its speed explodes, of course, much faster than the Taoist of the Crying Emperor.

The Taoist corpse glanced at him with a stern look, and said hoarsely: "Boy, you are not good at getting a bargain here. You are just bullying me and are slow to react."

What other things are there to talk about spiritual weapon-level combat boots, I don’t even have them. How can I match a pair of puppet corpse servants? Woo, my heart is bleeding.

"Haha, it's just a joke with Senior Corpse." Wang Yan shrugged and said, "Senior, don't forget, there are three silver-armored corpses in total. The last one, Senior, please do whatever you want."

In an instant, the Taoist corpse eyes lit up. They were all confused by their anger, and they forgot that there was still a corpse with residual blood silver armor. As soon as they got excited, they said suspiciously: "Don't you two really rob?"

"Old Master Feng said that colleagues should love each other and respect each other." Wang Yan said seriously, "If you say you don't rob, you won't rob."

"I won't rob it." Wu Ya'ange threw the "corpse pill" to Wang Yan and asked him to put it in the storage bracelet. He said lightly, "I suggest that senior be faster and don't ask the silver-armored corpse to run away."

"Hehehehe!" The Taoist of the Corpse seemed to have regained his vitality and said with a grin on his face, "Don't worry, the silver-armored corpse in the end should be of power. It's not easy to escape from my palm."

Then, he was like he was injected with chicken blood, directing the corpse group to sweep in the general direction. That posture and scene were full of the déjà vu of the Japanese acting on TV entering the village to collect the flower girl.

"Haha, Senior Crazy is really energetic." Wang Yan looked at his back as he was leaving with his mighty power, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly, "It seems that he must have walked out of the haze in his heart."
Chapter completed!