Wanyan

  One slash separated the throat of a yellow corpse, no blood, a light yellow gas sprayed out, and the wound was also healing at a slow speed.

  Du Slin dodged a zombie's swinging fist to the side, and immediately another zombie pounced over. Du Slin swung his left fist, with golden light surging, and punched through the zombie's heart.

  Suddenly, a yellow gas surged forth. Seizing the opportunity, his right hand grasped the dagger tightly and stabbed into the zombie's parietal bone.

  "Woooo..." The zombie let out a mournful cry, and its body began to disintegrate at a visible speed, turning into a wisp of yellow smoke that vanished in the blink of an eye.

  Du Sulin's mouth curled up in a cold smile. The crown of the head is the biggest weakness of all living beings, it seems that zombies are no exception.

  She swiftly retreated, Du Sulin suddenly turned around, stepped on the wall behind her and rose up, suddenly a 360-degree spin in mid-air, the blade of the dagger in her hand rotated once, stabbed into the top of the nearest zombie's head. The next moment she pulled out the dagger, threw it into the air, borrowed force to turn around, grasped the head of another zombie with both hands, twisted hard and twisted off that soulless skull, throwing it onto the zombies rushing towards her. With a flick of her hand, the dagger fell back to its original place.

  Du Sulin no longer stayed, zombies killed more and more, staying here would only be treated as a blood meal to be killed.

  "Dragon God, merge!" Du Slin shouted loudly, and in the blink of an eye, the countless golden light beams transformed back into a giant dragon, following Du Slin as he burst outwards.

  The last time he came here, Douglas vaguely remembered a staff changing room.

  Recalling the direction, Du Sulin controlled the Divine Dragon to rush there, with her backpack adjusted to its tightest setting and wrapped around her to prevent it from falling off while running. Along the way, she only felt a chill on her back, and when she turned her head, she still saw the zombies pursuing her relentlessly.

  Douslin didn't forget to leave a handprint on the way, punching in mid-air, intricate incantations, looking like a giant beast from ancient times, floating in mid-air, emitting a faint golden glow, superimposing with the symbols of the external world's Yin and Yang grand array, bringing an intangible sense of oppression.

  The dressing room was still packed with zombies, fortunately except for a few white zombies, they were all black zombies.

  The dragon arrived, sweeping everything away. Du Sulin closed the door and pulled the wardrobe to the door frame. A huge floor-to-ceiling mirror came into view. She picked up a chair and smashed it against the mirror.

  The mirror shattered into pieces at the sound, Du Sulin quickly picked up the broken glass and put it in his backpack. At this time, the door could no longer withstand the zombies' repeated impact, and the entire building was breached. Du Sulin let out a light laugh, opened the window and jumped down.

  Looking back, she saw the zombies going crazy at the window, and Du Siling's heart was extremely happy. She thought that her bones still had the good fighting spirit of the dragon tribe, and in this environment where the zombies were surging like a tsunami, she didn't have the heavy mood she had before.

  With both hands grasping the water pipe on the outer wall, Du Siling climbed all the way up to the rooftop.

  The rooftop was surprisingly empty, without a horde of zombies, only a few scattered ones, but it was enough to put Du Siling on high alert. Because these few were not just any ordinary zombies, but green zombies with eyes as green as grass.

  As soon as they saw Du Sulin, they pounced on him. In terms of strength and speed, they were far superior to the zombies just now. Du Sulin was almost scratched by a green zombie's sharp claws, but his clothes were torn open.

  That zombie's eyes were greener than the others, with a hint of crimson. He stuck out his tongue to lick his lips, twisted his neck and made a cracking sound, roaring at Du Slin.

  "Rustle." Du Sulin glanced at the opening of her clothes, fortunately it was just her sleeve. Her gaze quietly swept over the five green zombies in front of her, finally locking onto the weakest one and pouncing on it.

  As the zombies slid towards Du Shilin, they saw that Du Shilin had moved and followed him as he pounced forward. Unexpectedly, just as Du Shilin's knife was about to touch the weakest green zombie, it stopped in mid-air. With a swift motion, his feet kicked off the chest of the green zombie, using the momentum to propel himself upwards. He landed on top of the strongest green zombie, his eyes devoid of any emotional fluctuation. A cold current shot through his back as he continued his attack without mercy. His dagger reached the zombie's neck and with a swift turn of the blade, its head was severed like cutting grass.

  She slapped the zombie's back with her palm, flipped over and landed steadily, and from the side pocket of her backpack, a silver light flew towards the zombie rushing towards her, hitting it right between the eyebrows! With an accuracy like shooting a flying dart!

  "Wooooo——!" Suddenly, a extremely angry dragon's roar sounded, as if it was going to shatter the nine heavens and ten earths. Immediately following that, a silver light like a sword pierced through the temples of the remaining three green zombies, finally transforming into an eight-clawed crystal dragon.

  A pair of clear and distinct eyes, like stars and the sun, shining brightly. Born as a dragon clan, considered mythical and totemic among their kind, she exudes an aura of awe-inspiring pressure without even being angry.

  "How did you come back?!" Du Sulin said angrily, the eight-clawed crystal dragon in front of her, who else could it be but Du Qinglian?!

  "Aaaaahhh!" A sharp and shrill zombie howl, the entire building began to shake violently, as if a riot had broken out.

  "Get out quickly!" Du Si Lin grabbed Du Qing Luan's neck and said fiercely, how could she come to this place?!

  "Uhh..." Du Qinglian let out a mournful cry, her eyes welling up with tears as she looked at Du Silin, appearing wronged yet resolute.

  She ran out after Du Kongyang had already boarded the plane, because she knew that she couldn't leave Du Siling behind. She couldn't let Du Siling die for her sake.

  "Ahhh——!" This was an even more shrill cry, as Du Sulin stood at the top of the building looking down, a dense throng of zombies rushing towards her. The talisman she had tied up on the road earlier now materialized into a gigantic red bird, its eyes each having two pupils, its body resembling that of a chicken, dancing and whirling in mid-air, emitting a clear and loud cry, like the sound of a phoenix, which was none other than the legendary Vermilion Bird. This was the embodiment of the mighty righteous energy between heaven and earth, capable of annihilating evil creatures.

  "Take care of yourself!" Du Sulin sighed in her heart, rubbed the little guy's head, and felt a cool and hard sensation from Long Jia's palm, which made her feel slightly relieved. Although she was still young, it didn't mean she had no strength.

  "Hmm..." The little guy nodded hastily and circled around Du Sulin's body a few times.

  Douslin squatted down and opened her backpack, with shards of glass falling all over the ground. The silver light she had just punched out was also one of these shards.

  The mirror is the best object to restrain evil, and there is also a bottle of dark red ** in the bag, which is the black dog blood collected by Du Kongyang, this is the thing that gathers the most yang energy.

  Du Sulin took out some of the black dog's blood and sprinkled it on the shards of the mirror, then struck those shards onto the established talisman. Suddenly, pieces of the mirror floated in mid-air, carrying specks of blood light.

  Until the last piece was hit, Du Sulin held up the largest piece with a smile of reckless abandon at the corner of her mouth. Today is sunny. She remembered that when she came, she saw a round sun. It's just that in Haungcheng, it's only dim.

  Zombies below level 6 are most afraid of sunlight, especially the low-level zombies - Black Zombies, which can be said to die when they see light. As for the rest of the zombies, it's not that they don't die in the sun, but they're probably not much better off either.

  Unable to break through the cycle of yin and yang, it cannot bring in sunlight from the outside world. Because once the formation is scattered, the evil poison gas carried by the zombies themselves will spread to the outside world. Now, there's only fire.

  The cold dagger lightly cut through the palm of his hand, and fresh blood gushed out. Du Sulin held a hint of coldness in his eyes as he used his spiritual energy to summon a ball of fire, which ignited the blood and caused it to evaporate instantly into a mist of blood. With a flick of his wrist, the Heavy Bright Bird seemed to have heard its master's call, opening its long, sharp beak to swallow the ball of fire. In an instant, its body was engulfed in flames. The sound of the phoenix's cry echoed through the nine heavens as it spread its wings, blocking out the sun. At that moment, Du Sulin turned around to see a zombie filled with malevolent energy. On its back was a wolf-toothed iron rod emitting a chilling glow, and its scarlet eyes gleamed with cruelty. A black symbol in the shape of a hook and arrow adorned its forehead, distinguishing it from other zombies - it could smile. That smile was like the cold, detached smile of someone watching their prey struggle in silence.

  "Wanyan?" At this time, Chu Feng suddenly popped out of Du Shilin's backpack, staring at the person in front of him with an extremely unbelievable gaze.

  With such a face and such a sharp aura, with a bloodthirsty nature, wasn't it his arch-nemesis from back then, Wanyan Zonglin?

  Du Sulin was taken aback, Chu Feng was brought in by her, before entering she had said that unless absolutely necessary, they should not show up. But when encountering the opponent of the past, Chu Feng's dormant good fighting spirit for hundreds of years was stirred up again.

  They are brave generals on the battlefield, but also victims of imperial mind games.

  "A quick fight and a quick decision." Du Sulin did not stop Chu Feng's eager heart, and the outcome of the match was decided in an instant, which is the greatest mentality for a pair of competitors.

  "Qing Luan, follow me and don't stray too far." At this critical moment, Du Si Lin directly called out the little guy's name.

  "Uh-huh." The little guy nodded.

  Douslin spread out his palms, and a drop of bright red blood fell from the highest point. The zombies in the lower position were like seeing the most delicious food, rushing to the place where the blood was dripping.

  "Waaaah——" Wanyan Zonglin let out a furious roar, attempting to stop the zombies that were surging forward like waves, but unfortunately, it had little effect. Food was all that the zombies craved, and no command could compare.

  "Wanyan, let's settle this once and for all." Chu Feng's voice was low and even, his heart clear that the person in front of him was no longer the brave and skilled young general he had known, just as he himself was no longer the same Chu Feng.

  If they weren't born in different regions, perhaps they would be lifelong bosom friends.

  "Chu Feng." Upon hearing Chu Feng's voice, Wanyan's expression changed slightly, his eyes gleaming with recognition of his former opponent. "Not being able to have a win or loss with you is my regret," he said.

  Hong Jiang is the legendary drought demon, a king who rules over one side of the zombie group. At the same time, due to his unscattered obsession, his memories were also preserved. When encountering things related to his obsession, they will be triggered again.

  "I am too," Chu Feng said, drawing out a soft sword from his waist, like a golden snake slithering forward.

  Wanyan Chixue stamped her foot, and the wolf-toothed club on her back was shaken into mid-air. Her right hand rose, and it steadily fell into her palm.

  The next second, the two of them almost simultaneously rushed towards each other. Heaven has given them a chance to reunite, so cherish this opportunity and resolve the regrets in their hearts!

  The author has something to say: Thank you everyone, just seeing your various encouragement and comfort makes me feel a lot better. It seems like I haven't spoken a word in the past few days.

  Notify you that there will be no update tomorrow, and then resume the habit of updating at 8 am the day after tomorrow.

  I want to say good morning to everyone every day and make every day full of positive energy (somehow it feels like advertising some food --). I'm currently drinking AD calcium milk, whoever invented this lovely drink is really enchanting.

  Well, it's time to say goodnight now. Everyone has their own things to take care of and then get a good sleep, have sweet dreams, O(∩_∩)O！

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