The end of the world starts from the zombies

Chapter 205 Media
"How come?" A surprised voice suddenly came out, and Yang Feng's face was full of shock.

"Your heart is actually shaped by nature." He returned to his previous position, "I understand, the one who bit you is the Zombie King, right?"

Faced with Yang Feng's questioning, Liu Qing ignored it, but retreated step by step towards the back, and soon reached the wall.

He finally knew that defense was much better than attack.

When Yang Feng saw Liu Qing, his eyes glanced back and forth at the bulge in his heart and the small bag on his temple. Finally, his mood stabilized and he chose to continue the attack.

The previous figure suddenly disappeared in place, and the next moment it appeared in front of Liu Qing. A pair of long claws, with irrational madness, grabbed Liu Qing's face.

'boom'

This time his attack speed was so fast that Liu Qing had no chance to dodge at all, his back slammed against the wall, his whole body went limp, and then he felt a burning pain on his face.

"Even if your heart is molded by a virus, will your whole body have it?" Yang Feng's figure disappeared again, and his voice was full of madness.

After a few seconds, he launched another attack, grabbing Liu Qing's whole body.

Facing the burning pain coming from all over his body, Liu Qing tried his best to dodge to the side, but the wounds on his body still increased.

Those scratches were engraved in his flesh and blood, making his mind extremely clear, and the wound seemed to be touched by a cigarette butt, stimulating his nerves all the time.

Three, four, five, as Yang Feng's attacks continued to increase, ferocious blood marks also appeared on his face and body.

Facing this kind of extreme speed attack, Liu Qing has no power to parry.

After a while, the blood on his body continued to ooze out, and his whole body turned into a blood man.

"Why hasn't the transformation stopped?" Leaning his back against the wall, Liu Qing saw that Yang Feng's speed increased instead of decreasing, getting faster and faster, and the sense of security in his heart was about to disappear.

At the same time, he felt that the white energy in his brain had overflowed violently.

Drilled out of the skull, floated in the air and swam upwards, constantly floating in his field of vision.

Yang Feng couldn't detect the movement of these things. As the battle progressed, the black pupils in his eyes gradually became smaller.

What replaced the look in the eyes was more and more irrationality.

Turning Yang Feng into a zombie completely, would it be good for him?The answer is not certain, and according to this level, Liu Qing will die completely before then.

'boom'

There was another sound, Liu Qing's chest seemed to be pierced by five steel nails and then slid across, first a sharp pain and then a cold feeling came out.

After more than [-] attacks, the blood had penetrated his shirt, turning him into a red shirt.

Under the attack, the energy of the zombie king in the body receded at an accelerated rate. Looking at the closed stone walls around, Liu Qing did not see any hope of survival.

"How to do?"

He started to think about what to do, and in the next second, Yang Feng's figure turned into two, attacking him from the left and right sides.

Liu Qing raised his right hand and pierced the nearest one. The knife pierced through the black robe and wiped away the afterimages.

Then he stabbed towards the black shadow on the left, only to find that it was still Yang Feng's shadow.

"Go to hell", a voice sounded from behind, and Yang Feng's ferocious face suddenly appeared on Liu Qing's right side.

He stretched out his two claws, and suddenly a gust of wind blew up around him, then the white shadow sank into Liu Qing's stomach, and the other end of the nail appeared behind him.

The sharp claws followed the kinetic energy of the wind and pierced through Liu Qing's abdomen.

There was a sharp pain and numbness, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Liu Qing's mouth. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he mobilized his light energy again, formed a beautifully shaped spear, and stabbed at Yang Feng's abdomen as well. .

But just as the spearhead sank into Yang Feng's flesh and blood, he suddenly retreated a few meters away, sizing up Liu Qing with his eyes.

"The ability to resist blows is good, but you are still in the transformation stage, and your energy should be exhausted."

As he spoke, he covered his injured abdomen, and his breath became floating.

Liu Qing ignored him. At this time, blood was flowing all over his body, and the white energy in his head was surging impetuously, and the threads spilling out also gathered in mid-air, looking very strange.

After Yang Feng finished speaking, he stood quietly on the spot, seemingly wanting to consume Liu Qing's energy.

Time passed by, and one minute later, Liu Qing spoke.

"Follow the Lord's will", a faint word wandered gently in the cave.

"Follow the Lord's will?" Yang Feng looked at Liu Qing who blurted out, unable to understand what he meant.

But immediately, a bad premonition arose in his heart.

"You want to mobilize the energy of the saint?"

"The will of the Lord."

Liu Qing said to herself.

Seeing this, Yang Feng's face was slightly moved, his body jumped up, and disappeared out of thin air from the spot.

In the next second, he rushed in front of Liu Qing, his ferocious face met those calm eyes.

"Will", after reading this word, Liu Qing's face relaxed, with a look of relief.

He didn't pay attention to Yang Feng who was close at hand, but closed his eyes and entered the state of meditation.

'boom'

Yang Feng's claws directly grabbed the bloody hole in Liu Qing's abdomen. The scarred place suddenly turned out, and red liquid continued to seep out of the blood vessels, and finally fell to the ground in a "tick-tock-tock" manner.

Liu Qing, who had her eyes closed tightly, snorted, but still ignored him.

After the blow, Yang Feng who was standing still was nervous, his face was hesitant, and his muscles showed signs of solidification.

Soon, he launched his next attack.

Just like in the previous battle, one after another claws passed by, leaving bloodstains all over Liu Qing's body.

But Liu Qing remained unmoved.

All of a sudden, blood flowed all over his body, facing that motionless face, making it difficult to tell whether Liu Qing was alive or dead.

On the other hand, Yang Feng's spirit gradually became decadent in the following attacks, and his overall momentum also weakened.

It didn't take long for a trace of panic to flash across his face, and he stopped attacking, but retreated to the other side of the cave, clinging to the farthest wall.

The wind in the cave began to weaken, and it no longer made his black robe rattle.

When the wind in the cave calmed down and returned to the original state, Liu Qing opened his eyes.

At this time, the two were facing each other, and Yang Feng's face was full of shock.

It seems that the situation is also reversed.

There was a look of emotion on Liu Qing's face. He looked at the blood stains under his body and found that his strength was gradually weakening.

Then he stood up and began to trot towards Yang Feng.

Looking at Liu Qing who was approaching him, Yang Feng tried to hide to the side, but without the wind power on his body, his speed seemed to be a little slower than Liu Qing.

"Forgive me," he couldn't help shouting when Liu Qing's fist was about to touch his chest.

I don't know if it was the effect of the words, or Liu Qing's original intention, so his fist changed direction and hit Yang Feng's chin directly.

'boom'

There was a sound of bone cracking, Yang Feng's head went up, and then his body fell down.

Liu Qing looked into his eyes and found that his hands were stretched out, and he passed out.

"Unexpectedly," Liu Qing, who was standing there, muttered, "This spiritual power of mine can actually prevent the coming of that saint and interrupt Yang Feng's energy source."

No matter how restrained he was on his face at this time, he still showed gratitude in the end.

Three minutes ago, the white energy in his mind began to overflow, and as time went on, along the thin white lines, he saw the invisible energy in the air.

It was precisely because of this that at the critical moment of life and death, facing the sudden change of the corpse king that was about to dissipate, Liu Qing simply experimented to see if he could mobilize this energy.

Reminiscent of Yang Feng's previous words, he was full of power to petition, and used words as a medium to hint at his thoughts.

Finally, he saw that energy appear, and then he used his mental power to successfully eliminate the gap in that energy, which interrupted Yang Feng's secondary transformation.

"Is it time for me to clean him up?"

After thinking about it, Liu Qing tore off the shorts, bandaged the wound on her body, and then began to smash Yang Feng's joints.

After smashing the joints of the shoulder blades and knees, he began to search for the mechanism in the stone cave.

Hoping to get out sooner.

Yang Feng did not lie to him, after searching for half an hour, until the comatose Yang Feng woke up, Liu Qing found nothing.

He only felt that every stone in the cave was equally smooth and without cracks.

"I don't want to die, and you don't want to die either, so we can only make a deal." Seeing Yang Feng who woke up, Liu Qing said calmly.

"How did you do it?" Yang Feng frowned, looking at his limp limbs, his face was full of insecurity.

"You don't need to worry about this, just open the exit, and then I'll hand you over to the Dragon Team, and then hand it over to the Secret Department."

Hearing Liu Qing's words, Yang Feng's expression turned dark, "That's the only way to go."

Speaking of this, he subconsciously wanted to stand up, only to realize that although his calf was conscious, it couldn't straighten up at all.

"You broke my legs, how can I open the door?"

"It's okay, just tell me where it is."

Finally, under Yang Feng's instruction, Liu Qing found a relatively flat wall above the cave.

The stones here are round and strong, not to mention completely solid, and there is no gap.

"Although there is nothing inside, a part of it is hollow," Yang Feng said, "You carry me there, and I can only open it when I touch it with the force of the wind."

Liu Qing grabbed the stone above with his bare hands and lifted him up.

After a while, with the sound of 'grumbling', the stones in front began to collapse, and layers of stones fell rhythmically, revealing a hole in front of the two of them.

With Yang Feng, Liu Qing returned to the ground.

He looked around, and there was silence around him, there was still a pair of shoe prints on the grass, and there was no sign of anyone else.

"Put me down and rest for a while, I'm a little tired." Yang Feng's thighs moved as Liu Qing carried him in his hand, trying to cover the wound on his abdomen, but failed.

Liu Qing put him on the ground.

Yang Feng's eyes looked at his surroundings, and he breathed heavily unintentionally, looking extremely exhausted.

"The army of zombies should also be dispatched," he said.

"Aren't all the zombies here dead?"

Yang Feng shook his head, "There are also elite zombies. The viruses you cast can only kill zombies below the second level of deformation, and there are hundreds of executioners left."

Hearing this, Liu Qing sighed, "You planned all these?"

Yang Feng shook his head, "No, I'm just following the order, otherwise I wouldn't be waiting for you underground."

He added, "Aren't you in a hurry? The defense on the back mountain side is very weak. When these executioners pass by, at least half of the people in Base No. [-] will die."

"It's useless to be anxious, it's pretty good that I'm not dead now."

"Speaking of which, what exactly is it that you said you wanted me to be a sacrifice?" Liu Qing asked.

"The sacrificial offering is the body of the saint, allowing its will to descend on a body. The stronger the body, or the greater the potential, the stronger the saint will be." Yang Feng looked at Liu Qing, slowly said.

"How many saints are there in total, six?" Liu Qing asked.

"No, it's two." At this point, Yang Feng laughed for some reason.

Liu Qing's heart was alerted. He looked around and found that the surrounding vegetation moved for some reason, and the green leaves brushed each other and touched his ankle.

"Can this person still run away?"

He wanted to stretch out his hands to hold Yang Feng's body, but found that his hands were empty.

The Yang Feng in front of him turned out to be just an afterimage.

"See you next time, I hope you can survive." Yang Feng's voice came from all around, and Liu Qing's body suddenly moved. He searched the mountain, but finally found nothing.

After searching the surrounding area and making sure that he didn't miss any place, he looked into the cave and the stone cave one after another, but he still didn't find Yang Feng's figure in the end.

"Is there any energy nearby that he can mobilize?"

While searching on the mountain, Liu Qing found a white machine in the middle of the continuous gap.

Its air outlet is directly above the ground, and there is a steady stream of airflow coming out of the hole.

There are many more of these machines, and they are evenly distributed underground.

"Is this a second move?" After searching the surrounding green hills, Liu Qing's body became weaker and weaker, so he could only give up the idea of ​​looking for Yang Feng and returned to the base.

The broken fence was behind him, but it was not his previous path.

"Why didn't I see any zombies?" After returning to the base, the surrounding houses were still empty, and the corpses that could be seen everywhere in the imagination did not happen.

After walking for a while, Liu Qing came to the lighted house and saw Yang Gang inside.

He was covered in blood, which obviously frightened Yang Gang.

He was stunned at first, then frowned, looked at Liu Qing and said, "Why is there so much blood on your body? Could it be that you went to the back mountain?"

(End of this chapter)