Apocalyptic God and Demon Record

Seeing the bronze Buddha and others leave, a group of supernatural beings in the conference room immediately followed.

What are you kidding about, there are ten tons of explosives/drugs buried under their feet, although it stands to reason that if they were not driven to a dead end, the people of the Yancheng Self-help Society would not risk a landslide to set off the explosions/drugs, but the problem is The detonator is a lunatic, in this case, even if they are brave enough, they dare not stay here.

"Dao Master, is what you just said is true?"

In the process of leaving, a person with supernatural powers couldn't help but ask the middle-aged Taoist: "Don't let the guardians on this mountain be so strong at that time, let the people of the Goose City Self-Saving Society get the treasure, then we will be nothing this time. Busy."

"Hehe, Lao Dao, like everyone else, came here for the treasure this time, so why would he be willing to return empty-handed."

The middle-aged Taoist smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, everyone, unless so many of us go up the mountain together, otherwise the ability of the Goose City Self-Saving Society alone cannot hold such a treasure."

"What if there is an accident?"

Hearing the words of the middle-aged Taoist, the man with ten rings and a dozen of his men with scars had cold eyes: "Who else knows if you and the people from the Yancheng Self-Help Association are in the same group? What if you drag? do?"

"Oh, your elder brother is really long-winded, saying that if they can't get it, then they can't get it. Why are you doing so much nonsense."

Before the middle-aged Daoist could reply, the saint gave him an impatient look, "Are you without ears or brains?"

"What do you stinky lady say?"

Hearing Saint Aunt’s words, the man with scarred powers suddenly became angry and couldn’t help crying: “I warn you to apologize to us quickly...or else, uh, uh..."

But before he finished speaking, he clutched his neck and struggled, as if he could not breathe, his face gradually became red.

"If you can't speak, don't speak. This tongue is unnecessary, so go to Si."

At the same time, although Saint Aunt still had a smile on her face, her eyes gradually became cold.

"puff!"

And as the voice of the saint aunt fell, the ability player who had been recruited also spewed a mouthful of blood, and there was something in the blood that fell to the ground, it turned out to be a broken tongue!

What's more terrifying is that there were some tiny bugs chewing on the tongue, and quickly gnawing the tongue, drilling a few small holes in the ground, and disappearing without a trace.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was suppressed!

Saint Aunt Miao, what a cruel method, what a weird poisonous insect!

"I'm in a good mood today, so I don't want his life."

In the blink of an eye, she interrupted her tongue, but Saint Aunt seemed to be indifferent. She smiled and said to the scar face: "Don't think that taking a dozen or so **** is very powerful, it really provokes me to let them die in minutes. La?"

Having said that, Saint Aunt turned her gaze to Huang Chang and Fallen again, cast a wink, and smiled: "You are still interesting, brother has time to play."

Afterwards, Saint Aunt took those subordinates and found a place to live in the horrified eyes of everyone.

Of course, the people who originally lived there must have been driven away.

"Damn **** bitch!"

After Saint Aunt left, the scarred face dared to gritted his teeth and cursed: "Sooner or later I will make you look good."

It's just that his cursing voice was very small, as if he was afraid of being heard by the saint. In fact, he didn't want to scold him, he was just messing around on the road, and it was a bit embarrassing to say something cruel after a loss.

"I advise you not to do this, Saint Aunt is not something you can provoke... If you knew she would come, I might not come this time."

Hearing the words of Scarface, the Taoist priest shook his head, then took out a small bottle from his pocket, poured a medicine and handed it over: "Take it and give it to your subordinates. This is the healing medicine that the old Dao practiced himself. It helps."

"Thanks, Master Dao."

Anyway, it wasn't for myself to eat, this scarred face was not afraid of being poisonous, so I gave it directly to my men.

At the moment, his tongue was bitten off by a bug, and it seemed that he was poisoned. Although it was not fatal, it hindered the healing of his wound. The blood was flowing like a flood, and the whole person was about to collapse. If he continues to flow like this, he will be abandoned even if he is not dead.

So at the moment, the subordinate was also a dead horse doctor, and put the pill directly into his mouth.

Regardless of the Taoist's own strength, his pill is really effective. At this moment, the blood in his mouth stopped shortly after he took the pill. Although the broken tongue cannot regenerate, he is destined to be a lifelong dumb. But the fate was finally saved.

After seeing the magic of the Taoist pill, many people look at Taoist priests in different eyes.

You know, just like playing a game, you need to bring a nanny. Now they are about to go up the mountain to hunt for treasures. No one knows if they will get hurt. At this time, they have a good relationship with the Taoist priest who has this magical pill. This is equivalent to an extra layer of protection for them.

So soon the Taoist priest was sought after by everyone, only Huang Chang and the others and the single swordsman with the big sword before did not go to join in the fun.

Huang Chang and the others didn't go there because Huang Chang's vitality was far better than that of small pills in healing, and because of this, they paid special attention to the single swordsman.

This guy is definitely not easy!

On the other side, since it was determined from the Taoist and Saint Aunt that Yancheng would not be able to get the treasures from the mountain for self-help, these survivors would not rush up the mountain. Later, under the arrangement of the Yancheng Self-Help Association, these people were divided into several groups and lived in different places.

Among them, Saint Aunt and others occupies one place, the Taoist priest and others occupy one place, and Huang Chang and others occupy one place each with the single swordsman.

Those who occupy one place, such as Huang Chang and others, Shenggu and others, and the single swordsman have absolute certainty of their own strength and are not afraid of being attacked by others, while the remaining people adopt the method of holding groups. Lived together for the core.

In this way, the Taoist priest used a pill to become the core of these people.

It's just a coincidence, or it's all in the Taoist's design, and only the Taoist knows everything.

However, at the foot of Shouyue Mountain, the people with supernatural powers who wanted to go to the mountain to grab the treasure, as well as the people from the Goose City Self-Saving Association, did not notice. At this moment, the dark tide in the Goose City is already surging, an unprecedented wave. The crisis is approaching.

...

"Almost everyone is on the mountain, right?"

Somewhere in Yancheng, a figure dressed in black robe and shrouded all over was sitting on a pile of blood-stained white bones, and asked in a low voice at the dozens of voices "under the mountain".

His voice was very hoarse and unpleasant, as if his throat had been burned by something.

What’s even more bizarre is that there are a group of mutant zombies who are kneeling and lying under the white bone hill. These zombies have a wide variety of types. In addition to huge, muscular tyrants and slender and well-proportioned lickers, there are also some Weirdly shaped, mutant zombies that Huang Chang and others have never seen.

But this is not surprising. After all, there are so many zombies in Yancheng, and the probability of mutation will be much higher than that of ordinary cities, not to mention that it is also affected by other forces.

And this strength comes from the people on this white bone hill.

Or to be more precise, he is not a human being, but the only lord-level powerhouse in this goose city, and he is also a zombie-level lord-level powerhouse!

It is precisely because of the influence of his power that so many mutant zombies appear at this moment!

It's just strange that these zombies seemed to be hidden before, so Huang Chang and the others didn't find them when they crossed the Yancheng to Shouyue.

Otherwise, if these mutant zombies come forward to intercept, then there are probably not so many capable people who can successfully reach Shouyue.

Hiss!

Roar!

Guru!

Hearing the words of the zombie lord, a group of mutant zombies roared in a low voice, as if responding to the zombie lord.

"Very well, go on, no matter how many people come, as long as the strength is good, then let me go up the mountain."

Hearing the responses from a group of mutant zombies, the zombie lord nodded in satisfaction: "There is a power on the mountain that I hate, and those humans also have some strength. If I rashly go up the mountain, I'm afraid I won't get any advantage. , Then simply let the humans kill each other first, and when the time comes, we will wipe them all out... When the time comes, these humans will be swallowed, and the treasure on the mountain will be taken, then the entire Goose City, and even the entire Hunan Province It's the territory of my corpse emperor!"

"Snipe and clam compete for the fisherman's profit? Oh, I will do this trick too!"

"I really want to know, what kind of expression will those humans look like after they discover that they have been tricked by a zombie!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Roar!

Hiss!

Guru!

As the zombie lord who claimed to be the "corpse king" made hoarse and unpleasant laughter, the mutant zombies also roared. The laughter was mixed with all kinds of roars, just like a doomsday magic song, it looked very strange and ominous!