Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Forgiveness is the intellectuals who have been used to various scenes in the late life. After seeing the scenes clearly, they also took a breath of cool air.

Covert and numb zombies stacked at the door, overlapping and stacked together, have become a “zombie mountain” over three metres high at the gate.

Because of the rigidity of the corpses and the prolonged absence of movement, even after the doors were opened, they remained in this state and did not fall.

Until the sun hits you.

The first corpse smelled alive and opened his eyes.

It was stacked under the body of countless companions, and there were many corpses on its body, and it struggled.

As a result, the rest of the corpses were "awake”.

It's like a giant monster made up of countless corpses, suddenly bouncing.

Zhao: “...”

A little disgusting.

And a little puke.

Too hot eyes.

Lu Xuan seemed to understand her mind.

He took a step forward with a knife out of his sheath.

It's not the same as before against the Grey Wolf.

With the Grey Wolf knife, everyone saw that Lu Zheng's knife was coming out extremely fast and unprotected, but the power of the knife in his hand was not very clear.

But they know now.

Every time Lu Xuan's knife waves, it is a bright blade of snow, even carrying a wave of visible strength.

If you have to describe it, it looks a lot like the scene in the Martial Arts movie before the end.

And when this knife fell on that pile of zombie mountains in front of you, it was a limb scattered in the air.

Horror Russ.

The red crystal card in the pocket of the armpit is flashing fast.

This is the black technology of the South Central Base, and the crystal card can truthfully detect how many zombies Lu Xuan killed.

Azhao looked at the scene in front of him and thought about it and took a step back.

She felt that in such a case, waving on a baseball bat for half a day might not be enough to make it to the ground.

Obviously, that's what Zhou Zheng, who is good at guns, thinks.

And Zhou Noo, of the mental department, thought the same thing.

Therefore, the two brothers, very tacitly, also took a step back with Azhao.

And the scene in front of me became, a squad of four, three swinging in the back playing soy sauce, leaving a powerful boss to brush his experience in the front... ah no, it's a credit point.

The team of intellectuals behind saw this scene and became more convinced of their earlier idea that this team, most likely a king, was playing with three bronzes.

And looking at the landscape here, cutting the melon, the smart one has already reacted quickly - while this wave of zombies is tangling with each other, it's not much of an offense, just go up and copy the guy and do it!

Killing one is a credit point!

So a group of people screamed and came up.

All kinds of fireballs, wind blades, weapons, smashing past that pile of zombie mountains with no money.

Scene...

More disgusting.

Zhao took another quiet step back.

Lu Zheng silenced for a moment and took a few steps back.

Several people looked at each other and simply walked out of the attack circle.

Someone next to them sees them like this, some hesitation in their mind, wondering what it means for them to retreat —— is there danger ahead?

They were still thinking, and they heard Zhao say, “Wow, that pile of zombies is disgusting, I look like I want to throw up. ”

Lu Zheng deeply thought, “Well, I could have endured it, but the rest of the group came here, and it was full of limbs, I really couldn't stand it. ”