Zhanxian

Yang Chen continued to walk, and of course did not forget to look up at the monks who had fought from the air before coming after them.

Even Brother Li Seung walked all the way here. These guys are really ignorant! Yang Chen sighed in his heart.

That is to say, I was exclaimed, and immediately after Yang Chen saw the results.

Those monks flying in the sky heard a loud, deafening sound in their ears.

“Wrongful!” Three words, like the roar of Hong Zhong Dalu, rang directly in the ears of the flying monks. The three words were not shouted by a single person, but by thousands of people brushing and shouting, with a sharp intent to kill, straight into the sea of knowledge of all.

In just one sound, all the monks in the sky stopped, and a few of the weak ones had screamed with their ears covered.

“Owner of debt!” Another sound, louder than the one just made, completely broke the heart defense of all the Sky Brothers. Even the Xuan Immortal monks, the sea of knowledge is directly shocked by this sound.

Dozens of shadows fell from the air like walking corpses, each of them insane and unconscious. Falling risotto is better than dropping dumplings.

However, without waiting for these monks to land, a blood-red ray of light flew through the valley, overflowing the bodies of these monks.

By the time the monks land, they will no longer be able to maintain their physical integrity. All the monks, all of them, were unloaded. But the common feature of all monks is that their heads are cut off by the first red light. All the fractures are smooth as a mirror, and at first glance a good knife and a good hand can cut it like this.

The smart guys who followed the slow steps saw all this happening, a frightened dead soul risking their lives. What the hell is in here? How can dozens of monks have a fairy and a fairy and then it's gone?

No wonder Master Yang Chen Yang has been walking step by step from the entrance, turns out there are such taboos. Beyond fear, those who survived were left with nothing but joy. Fortunately, I took a step too late and followed Master Yang's path. Otherwise, there should be a small pile of myself in that pile.

“Alas, that's not what I was looking for in a hurry!” Yang Chen looked at the scene and shook his head slightly.

How many brainless men have to fly over the heads of so many Sendai executioners to do this? When Yang Chen lived alone as an executioner in Xiaoxian City, he didn't even dare fly over the cabin where he lived for a while. It's just a mortal executioner, and all the executioners in this valley are the executioners of Sendai. Even if they die, they still retain their killings.

Now all the incoming monks have learned to be good, learn Yang Chen's method, all walking, no one dares to fly from the sky.

Unfortunately, these guys are lucky, but they didn't hear those two words in the air when the monks were dying, otherwise they might understand something.

It's just that to this point, whether they understand it or not, whether they're bold or timid, there's no way back. From the moment they set foot on the periphery of the valley, there was no immediate return, and there was no chance of return at all.

Yang Chen knew what was fundamental. As long as he refined Sendai's body dump, everything could be solved fundamentally. So now he is not in any hurry, he swallowed it slowly and didn't say anything, and simulated the breath of the executioner, hiding so many blood corpses all the way.

The guys who came in weren't so lucky. Not everyone can do what Yang Chen can do.

One of the monks in the front completely let go of his mind and looked around. At this time, I don't care if Master Yang is in front of me. I don't know. What if I do? Can Master Yang still go back?

Divine Awareness detected the surrounding mountain walls, nothing wrong, nothing wrong ahead, but when he took the initiative to probe the Divine Awareness into that bloodstream, he immediately realized it was not good.

A fierce slaughter fell directly into his sea of knowledge, and the monk was unable to act autonomously for a moment. He twisted his body for two steps, then twisted his body and stuck his head in the bloodstream. After a few bubbles in the bloodstream, the whole person disappeared without a trace.

And then the second, the third, until the fifth monk couldn't help but fall into the bloodstream and realize that the bloodstream could not be explored by God.

This is also a Tianxian Xuan Immortal level monk, if you replace it with mortal ones, I'm afraid the sea will be shattered as soon as you probe. Even if we're lucky, we have to end up losing our minds, just like Wanqian did back then. In fact, Wanqian became an idiot because he took the initiative to send God to Yang Chen Minghai's blood river, and Yang Chen gave it to the palace master as a double cultivation couple.

The later monks learned to be good again, and the gods dared not release them, honestly using only their own five senses. As he moved forward carefully, he wondered how Master Yang knew about this.

Since walking is OK and not searching around is OK, a few minds and minds abide by this restriction, but the footsteps are much faster. As soon as we go, we can always catch Master Yang.

Running along the road for dozens of miles, I feel Master Yang should be just a few miles ahead. A monk accidentally swept to the side, and then jumped, a blood red figure with a ghost knife standing not far from him in the river.

How the bloody corpse appeared, none of them found it. Even the worst of them all had Tian Xian Hui, besides the god, had excellent eyesight and amazing ears, but no movement of the blood corpse was found.

After a shock, the heart beat faster and breathing faster. Then, the first three monks, frightened by the discovery that they had been surrounded by more than a dozen blood corpses.

The corpses either stood in the river, on the shore or directly on the mountain wall. How they appeared, you have no sense at all, as if there were so many blood corpses around in an instant.

“They're zombies, watch out!” Someone finally saw the true face of the bloody corpse and shouted in a hurry.

When I heard my companion's voice, the other two Boston hours glanced, and then instantly there were countless good figurines in my hand.

Hundreds of crackdowns on zombies covered more than a dozen blood bodies, none of which escaped. Each corpse has one of the strongest soul symbols on its forehead.