Doomsday Rise

"Lianzhu Archery!"

A long arrow broke through the void, and suddenly spread out when it was about to touch the zombie. Twenty-one sharp arrows seemed to have eyes, and they hit the center of a zombie’s forehead with incomparable accuracy. Silent fluctuations overflowed. The heads of the zombies exploded, blood and broken bones splashed in all directions, and 21 zombies fell straight down.

"Lianzhu Archery!"

"Continuous archery!"

"Lianzhu Archery!"

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Pieces of zombies fell down, all headshots, killing them with one arrow. In the past, it was very difficult for the Oriental Herring to shoot the 21-star renju, requiring full attention and concentration. Now it is different and easy.

If it weren't for the scattered zombies, he could achieve twenty-two stars and even twenty three stars.

"Arc arrow!"

When the arrow was about to hit Xiao Jie, he suddenly turned a corner, leaving a beautiful arc in the air, rubbing his ears and hitting the predator behind, the power of the corpse exploded, and the head of the predator was lost. It's so fried.

Xiao Jie let out a cold sweat, he didn't even notice when the predator followed him. He looked at Liu Wei'an and wanted to thank him. Liu Wei'an had already gone in other directions and could only give up.

As the commander of the reconnaissance company, he didn’t need to be on the battlefield, but in the previous days, when the Ping An Group was in the most dangerous period, the masters were recovering from injuries. He, a master who is not a top master, had to rush forward. With.

The apocalypse is very training. If it is before the apocalypse, he wants to break through and enter the realm of black iron. It is estimated that the poison will be ten or eight years, but now, just a few years, it is already the late silver stage, and he will almost be able to break through the silver peak.

Among them, although there are factors that Liu Wei'an takes care of, his own efforts are the main reason. His talent can only be said to be mediocre, and he has missed several opportunities for evolution. Today's strength is all refined by himself. Therefore, although it is only in the late silver stage, his combat power is comparable to the newly promoted gold master.

He is a company commander of a reconnaissance company. He wants to hold down those old fried dough sticks. Identity alone is not enough. Strength is the most important thing.

"Arc arrow!"

The arrow traversed a beautiful arc and hit the hunter behind Yan Shisan. The hunter’s paw was about one centimeter short of touching Yan Shisan’s neck. Unfortunately, Liu Wei’an noticed his head exploded and died. Thorough.

"Thanks, Lord Governor!" Yan Shisan didn't look back, he knew what was going on when he heard the sound of the hunter falling to the ground. Cold sweat broke out on his back, but his face was casual.

As a prodigal son, you must maintain the image of the prodigal son anytime and anywhere, even on the battlefield.

Liu Wei'an walked through the battlefield, trying to shoot the zombies to reduce the pressure on the soldiers, and on the other hand, rescue soldiers within his ability, these soldiers are experienced veterans, and every death is a huge loss.

The "curved arrow" is Nie Pohu's unique skill. Nie Pohu didn't cherish himself with a broom, and taught him that he has amazing archery talents, but he still can't comprehend the method, paints the situation, and does not get the essence. After waking up this time, the "arc arrow" was inexplicably integrated, and it was used casually, which was more powerful than Nie Pohu.

A silver zombie suddenly appeared, killing two soldiers in a row. Liu Weian rushed over and raised his fist.

When he got up, he suddenly changed his attention, turning his fist into his palm, and the ancient and mysterious rune flashed.

"Soul Talisman!"

The silver zombies were frozen at once, and the huge corpse energy was suppressed together. People who didn't know would only think it was a sculpture.

"It's yours!" Liu Wei'an kicked the silver zombie to the side of the Necromancer.

"Thank you, Lord Governor!" The Necromancer was overjoyed. He can now control 4 bronze armored corpses. If he can remove one bronze armored corpse and replace it with a silver armored corpse, his strength will have a huge breakthrough.

On the third day, the zombies were finally repelled, and the Ping An soldiers burst into cheers, shouting "Long live the Governor!" If it weren't for Liu Wei'an to appear, let alone repelling the zombies, it would be difficult to say whether everyone could survive this level. Now, not only has the zombies repelled, but everyone has survived. There is nothing more to be happy about than this.

Zeng Huaicai shed tears with excitement. After so many battles, he fought most smoothly in this battle. In the past, the appearance of powerful zombies were all soldiers fighting with their lives. Now, Liu Wei'an can get it done with a single punch, saving many soldiers' lives.

The five chiefs, he is the lowest in strength. He can't rely on his strength, so he fights for affection. He eats, drinks, and sleeps with the soldiers every day. He can call each soldier's name, and he has cultivated his feelings for a long time. He feels distressed. Now that these people have survived, how can he not get excited?

The zombies have repelled, and the Ping An army does not need to worry about the zombies. Liu Wei'an is still sitting on the border. The tentacles of the Ping An army dispersed and sneaked into the Black Moon Province. In fact, in the past ten days, the Ping An Army did not do nothing, and has been silently investigating the Sixth Army and the Marshal's Mansion. Because of the zombies, the investigation progress is very slow, but there are still some gains.

What Liu Wei'an bombed last time was only one base. The Sixth Army deployed more than one base in Heiyue Province. I don't know how many of them are, but more than one is certain.

Second, the scientists analyzed that the reason why the Sixth Army did not launch missiles against the Ping An army was because of positioning. The dark environment not only affects the line of sight, but also affects the positioning. Missiles are launched blindly. If the distance is close, the location can be judged by the map. If the missile is launched at a long distance, it is all luck.

Third, the number of missiles of the Sixth Army is not large enough to support their attempts. Every missile must be used with great caution. Therefore, unless the Sixth Army jumps over a wall or finds a precise positioning method in a dark environment, it is unlikely to launch a missile.

The only thing to worry about is the other bases, which are not far from Xiangshui Province. If you are far away, don't worry, if you are near, it will be dangerous. Therefore, regarding the issue of the Sixth Army, Zhang Andao and Bai Ling's opinions must be unified.

The next day, the soldiers sent back news. It was not about the Sixth Army or the Marshal’s Mansion, but a kind of medicinal herb. Through the photos taken, it was confirmed that it was Gooseweed.

"You must get it!" This is Sun Lingzhi's original words.

Gooseweed has a miraculous effect on the treatment of broken hands and feet and other injuries. It not only speeds up the healing rate, but also promotes the evolution of the physique and enhances the strength of the muscles and bones. It can be said that eating more gooseweed is beneficial and harmless, no matter whether it is injured or not.

In ancient times, there was a body refining technique, which was to break the bones and re-grow. The bones of the whole body need to be broken ninety-nine or eighty-one times to achieve success. After being refined, it can be comparable to magical skills such as "Hunyuan Golden Body" and "King Kong Isn't Bad Body"

. This kind of refining technique must be equipped with a medicated bath, among which goosefoot is the essential medicine.

There are many soldiers in the Ping An army who lack arms and legs. Although the nutrient solution can regenerate limbs, the reborn limbs are not as good as the original ones. If goosegrass is available, this problem can be easily solved. It takes a long time to fully recover from the weight of the limb. With gooseweed, injured people can speed up the speed of recovery. Therefore, gooseweed must be obtained.

Hearing the effects of gooseberry, Liu Wei'an couldn't sit still, and hurried over for the first time. Bai Ling quickly let Necromancer, Yan Shisan, Lu Laocan and others follow.

The birth of such spirit grass as goosegrass will inevitably attract the attention of many people, and there must be a lot of people robbing it. If it was before, people such as white lunatics, elephants, etc. could help, now only the next-level masters can follow.

I don’t know if it’s the second time when it’s dark, the change is relatively large or other reasons. There are not just one or two gooseberry grasses, but a large area with more than twenty plants.

Liu Wei'an was excited in his heart, but his eyes were so calm, he swept past the people who had become a group. He came not too late, but definitely not too early. There are dozens of people who came earlier than him, and there are three familiar people, the laughing girl, the red girl in red, the drunkard, and the people who don’t know are divided into two forces. One force leads the team, the old man. I knew that it was not the negotiator. The other side was a construction worker dressed up and wearing a blue safety helmet, and he didn't know what to guard against.

Although the look is funny, the strength is very strong. There are twelve workers, six of them are at the gold level, and six are at the late silver stage or the peak. The old man has more people here, UU reading www.uukanshu.com seventeen or eight, and gold is less. One point, there are only five, and the strength of the others varies in the early, mid, and late silver stages. The two forces fought together very fiercely.

Xiaoxiao girl and drunkard are fighting together, Xiaoxiao girl is slightly at a disadvantage, after all, she is still young, not as good as an old guy who has grown up for many years. Hong Chan confronted an ordinary-looking young monk. The monk wore a light yellow monk robe, with nine black spots on his bald head, his eyes drooped, one hand closed, his expression solemn, and he had a quiet and still aura that was incompatible with the fierce fighting.

These people took gooseweed as the center and occupied three directions. Everyone wanted to rush to pick gooseweed, but they were all blocked by others. There were a large number of zombies on their periphery, but they were all low-level zombies, who stupidly hit the battlefield and were killed instantly.

Liu Wei'an has a strong mental consciousness, and noticed that there are still many masters hidden in the distant building, all of whom are unknown, but the people in the east building know their identity, the Sixth Army.

The soldier's breath is very unusual, easy to identify. The spies of the Ping An Army were in a building on the west side. There was a master hidden next to him, and he didn't notice anything.

The master had spotted him a long time ago, but he didn't move, obviously he didn't take it seriously.

"Governor Liu, you rarely go out alone. What about the little beauties next to you?" Hong Chan saw Liu Wei'an appear, his face changed slightly, but soon returned to normal, and said hello with a smile.

"Boy, great, I finally saw you again." The drunkard's tone became less friendly, his eyes flashing murderously, without the slightest concealment. For Liu Wei'an, he didn't have the slightest impression of him.

Smiling girl glanced at Liu Wei'an, did not speak, and tried her best to deal with the terrible attack of the alcoholic.

Liu Wei'an didn't speak, and walked towards the glutinous grass, if there is no one else.