Wang Dazhui, as one of the earliest yin in the Daoless Underworld, is not only one of the masters of the Yin Class but also one of the masters of the ghost country, and is also one of the first group of ghosts to practice ghost arts. Whether it is the yin qi on the body or the chance, it has long been connected with the Daoless Difu.

Now that Yin Yang Street is just starting, as an important part of the ghost country to communicate yin and yang, Wang Da Hammer is very concerned. It knew that it was incapable of managing specific things, and its brain was far less brilliant than Bao Zheng's. But when it comes to making a difference, it's the right thing to do.

Every town soul will walk in the yang world, which represents the Daoless Underworld and the majesty of the ghost country. In order to increase the confidence of the soul suppression general, the nameplate of each soul suppression general is engraved with a yin soul body breath. Once the Soul Suppressor will make a request, it will immediately guide the Yin to appear in the Yang Realm. And it is through the form of materialization that the soul body of the Yin Difference is revealed. The more condensed the soul body is, the more massive it will become.

"Mingkai Xiao'er, but these people in front of you want to spoil Yan Jun's business?" Wang Dazhui was furious in his heart, the business of Bad Yin Yang Street was not only despising the unTaoist Difu and despising Yan Jun, but also despising the ghost country.

"Yes, sir. It's the ones with machetes. Please also ask the adults to help. ”

"Hmph!

Without waiting for the surrounding people to flee or explain, or beg for mercy, or rise up in resistance. The horse chopping knife in Wang Da Hammer's hand swept away, and a round of black and red knives flew out through the blade!

The knife is a full fifty meters of arc, four feet above the ground, the speed is as fast as thunder, the sharp is unimaginable, cutting the past, whether it is a person or a weapon, all of them are cut in two, and even the knife slashes through the crowd, and also slashes heavily on the city wall, leaving a long slap on the wall more than a foot deep under the residual strength.

With one knife, at least a hundred people enjoyed the pleasure of slashing their waists, and they couldn't die for a while, screaming and climbing on the ground with their hands, and their intestines flowed all over the ground.

No one could make it, and it was too late.

Wang Da Hammer's body was violent, but his huge body speed was so fast that he couldn't see a shadow. The chopping knife in his hand was slashed out repeatedly, and within half a moment, the circle that surrounded Zhao Quan and them disappeared.

I saw Wang Da Hammer standing again, the long knife pointed diagonally at the ground, covered in armor and blood, and under his feet was a huge scarlet circle paved by the broken arm of the stump. In the circle, except for Zhao Quan, who were still alive, only Xiao Peng and Xie Dong were left. They didn't have weapons in their hands, so they weren't targeted for killing by Wang Da Hammer.

"Hahaha! It's been a long time since I've killed so well! But there are still fewer people, and there is no master, what a fly in the ointment! Okay, Mingkai Xiaoer, Lao Tzu is going back. Remember to call me when you encounter this kind of good thing in the future!"

In the laughter, Wang Dazhui's figure slowly sank and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Leaving alone the bloodshed all over the field, and the roars of the zombies around them who were holding back their saliva and desperately wanted to pounce on them for a big meal.

"Grandpa, let's go. Zhao Quan greeted Xie Donglai, turned the car and was about to leave. If you don't trade, you're not their customer, and you're not interested in talking to them more.

"Little, little ones, etc.!"

"Grandpa is still in trouble?"

"Little friend. Can I still trade with you?"

"Absolutely. ”

Xie Donglai hurriedly came back to his senses, and hundreds of loyal and brave soldiers died, and then what should he do? continue to fight the inhuman monster from before? Or watch the three children pedal away on a tricycle? and then continue to be reduced to a zombie meal with more than 300,000 people in Tian'an City?

The deaths of hundreds of people are put together with the deaths of hundreds of thousands of people at this time, who is more serious? Or would you rather die than bow to the three children who killed your own people?

If Xie Donglai was alone, he might choose to die with a smile. It looks decent. But behind him are 350,000 ordinary people! Follow him, begging for death for him or the face of Tian'an City?

No! Absolutely not!

"Children, 50,000 souls can't afford to leave Tian'an City. But is there any compromise that is not available?"

Zhao Quan smiled and said, "Old man, you actually want to save this settlement, right? Seeing that you are a good person, let me tell you, you don't need to spend money to buy magic bells." Isn't it just a tide of corpses, you can just pay us to help you dispose of it?"

"Where, dispose of it, can you do it?"

Zhao Quan replied unhappily: "Why not? Isn't the corpse tide caused by the caller, we will help you find out the caller and kill it, and the corpse tide will naturally disperse." Is it hard?"

Xie Donglai's eyes lit up and said, "How many Revenant Points do you need?"

"You can go through your thoughts in your head, and then it's the stone drum that approves the price. ”

Xie Donglai hurriedly put his hand on the stone drum as before. Then, a message came that the quest required a payment of 1,000 Revenant Points.

That's easy to do. Xie Donglai directly took out more than 30 technical materials and exchanged more than 2,000 revenant points at the stone drum. Then pay Zhao Quan and the three to help him and Tianancheng complete the task of "solving the zombie siege".

Then Xie Donglai curiously went to check the technology he had just sold, and found that the selling price was actually five to ten times the purchase price!

For the three brothers of Zhao Quan, who were canonized as soul generals and had more perception of soul bodies, it was not very difficult to search for callers among the millions of zombies by relying on the bell. At most, it will take some time.

After some searching, it took a full three hours to pull out the four callers and kill them. Then the third Li Sirui shook the bell and began to disperse the zombies surrounding Tian'an City. It took a few more hours for the waves of corpses to slowly disperse.

The two women had lost their strength and had been tormented by the bells all day, which could be described as mentally exhausting. Leaned on the tricycle and fell asleep.

And at this time, the people who witnessed all this on the city wall did not know what to do and how to feel. Are you happy? Naturally, the rest of your life after the catastrophe will be happy. But when he thought that hundreds of his comrades-in-arms had died at the hands of these three children, he felt panicked in his heart.

"Three children, I don't know if there is anything else I can buy?" Xie Donglai sighed, thinking that there were still more than a thousand revenant soul points left in his mind, so he thought about exploring the details of this mysterious "Yin Yang Street" again. Friend or foe, this seems to be a magical encounter that deserves to be pondered.

Putting his palm on the stone drum, thinking about "buying", and then a large amount of information burrowed into Xie Donglai's mind, which instantly destroyed the calm mind he had cultivated over the years.

Magical powers, magic weapons, rare medicinal materials. It's no joke! And there are no less than 10,000 of them!

The most important thing is that these are all means of killing, and they are killing methods that do not require too much external force! One person and one knife are enough! It is completely for the human beings who are now in the end of the world and have run out of ammunition and food!

There was also Zhao Quan's introduction in his ear: "Grandpa, you see that we are good, right? One hundred and ten zombies is a joke in the eyes of our three brothers." Even the deeply infected are no match for us. If you also learn these methods, how can you be afraid of any zombies? Kill one stubble a day, or in a few years, the surrounding towns will be recovered by you. ”

"This, these things can really be bought and sold?"

"Of course!"