The rainstorm of sword shadows shattered the two zombies. More zombies surged forward, a bloody arrow was fired, the sword shadow shattered like a rainstorm, and Sun Fu, whose face was distorted by the piercing chest, fell to his knees.

The zombies continued to walk towards the open gate of the Wufu Cave in front of them.

Facing it head-on, it crashed into the headless bodies that were fleeing in all directions. Then, the rusty saber was swung, and a headless body was slashed on the spot.

Hohoo!

Hohoo!

......

The sound of sharpening knives came from the front yard, and the ghost cried down the steps, sharpening the blade with a quenching stone little by little.

Big Mouth was on the side, picked up the broken armor pieces on the ground, and pressed them back on the iron armor of the unjust soul, and then the unjust soul on the iron armor fixed these armor pieces and repaired them little by little.

"Adults~they~come~~"

The ghost attached to the iron armor reminded the ghost to cry, and the ghost cry raised his head to look at the zombies who had come here, stood up, and faced them.

"Actually, we don't have to fight. Ghost Cry looked at the group of zombies and suddenly spoke. The unjust soul told him that these zombies were not just wild zombies, but someone specially refined. And, the owners of these zombies, are still there.

The zombies didn't speak, still brandishing their rusty sabers, killing all the remaining headless bodies inside. Then, step by step, he walked towards the ghost cry.

Ghost Cried tightened the knife, but never made a move. The zombies didn't make a move, but instead crossed him and headed to the inner courtyard to hunt down the other scattered headless bodies.

The heart that was beating "dong dong" soothing and relieved. The big mouth on the side handed over the scabbard, and the ghost cried and put the knife back into the sheath, looking at the two zombies standing motionless like sculptures around them, they did not chase and kill other headless bodies like other zombies, but stayed here.

The two zombies saw the ghost cry and looked over, raised their feet, and walked out step by step. Ghost Cry frowned, then followed.

Outside, there was a crowd of demons dancing at the moment.

In the sky, flying corpses flew by, screaming and chasing the heads that were scurrying around. There were bloody corpses, crawling out of the shadows, screaming like a group of two-has, running around, some still rolling in the mire, occasionally chasing the heads that fell from the sky. There are water ghosts lying in the mud all dirty, and some are weakly stretching out their hands to grab something. There are nameless corpse demons, hiding in the corner, crying, blood and tears dripping. The entire Kaixian ruins have become a paradise for corpses.

The corpse demons, seeing the ghost crying, inhaled vigorously, twitched their noses and leaned over, but were driven away by the two zombies with rusty sabers.

The Iron Armor of the Soul told the ghost to cry that except for these zombies, the rest of the corpse demons were all wild and naturally born. And such a number is really staggering. It can also be seen that this central beach is indeed a big problem.

They left the bustling Kaixian and walked through a swamp, through the misty woods, and onto a winding path.

Follow the path all the way to the east, and at the end of it is a stone cave, and in the stone cave, there is a crazy roar one after another.

With the roar, bursts of demonic energy rose into the sky, and the mountains rushed towards them like a tsunami.

The ghost cryed and his eyes were dark, and he only felt that the dark clouds covered the top, and the demonic energy on his body was oppressed, and he was directly pressed into the depths of his body, completely unable to move.

The big mouth was even more frightened, and wrapped itself around the handle of the knife, making a creaking sound, which showed the great force.

Glancing at the zombies standing on both sides of the cave, Ghost Cry took a deep breath and stepped inside.

It is not as out of reach as expected, and there are torches inserted in the stone wall on the right side of the cave at intervals. The torches burned slowly, and the light was dim, so that I could barely see the way.

Ghost Cry walked in step by step, through the crooked hole, and gradually, the traces of artificial excavation became more and more obvious. Before you know it, the stone cave has become a narrow tunnel, and the further you go inside, the more demonic you feel. Before you know it, the ground and walls are already covered with frost, and the cold air is like an awl, drilling straight into the body.

A stone door stood in front of him, and there was a loud bang from inside, as if something was slamming against the wall.

Ghost Cry pushed open the heavy stone door, and with a long grinding sound, the scene behind the stone door gradually revealed to his eyes.

At this time, Ghost Cry realized that this was actually a catacomb. The catacombs were rudimentary, with only a long tunnel and a relatively spacious room.

In the room, on the opposite side was a huge stone coffin, the lid of which had been lifted. Four stout chains were pulled out of it, and the other end was tethered to the limbs of a massive figure.

He was as tall as a bear, covered with long black hair, a little like a man, and very much like a mad beast, pulling at the rattling chains, constantly banging his head against the solid stone wall, and moaning in pain from his mouth.

Knock! knock......

One by one, it seemed to hit the ghost crying heart, and his heart couldn't help beating with it.

And on that solid wall, a huge smooth pit had appeared, apparently knocked out day after day.

......

Click!

A thunderbolt fell from the sky, and a large tree was split in two, blazing with fire. The wind howled and the rain fell sharply. The originally calm river surface set off waves.

In an abandoned grass hut, the big black horse throws a zombie that he kicked to death. This zombie looks like an old man, presumably after he died in a grass hut before his death, because no one knows, naturally no one collects his body. Gradually, the corpses turned into zombies, wandering the neighborhood and feeding on the flesh and blood of wild beasts.

Cai Wei and the big black horse tried to escape the heavy rain that came in a hurry, and when they arrived here, they saw a thatched hut and pushed the door in. At this moment, the zombie was staying in the corner, and as soon as he looked up, his scarlet eyes saw a man and a horse coming in, and then pounced on it.

Cai Wei was taken aback and hurriedly retreated. The big black horse was also startled, and instinctively raised his hooves.

The zombie who pounced was not old enough, and was kicked in the chest by several hooves in succession, and as a result, his chest was dented, his ribs were broken, his heart burst, and he died again before he fell to the ground.

The frightened black horse kicked a few more hooves before it stopped, and the rag-like zombie stuck to the wall, slowly sliding down.

The big black horse neighed a few times, cautiously leaned over, sniffed a few times, and then picked up the zombie in its mouth and threw it out of the door.

Cai Wei's face turned pale with fright, and a drop of cold water dropped on her face, making her sober up.

Another thunderbolt fell from the sky, and a white light shone through the doorway and window, brightening the room.