The three zombie kings had just landed, and piles of swords and swords rushed to their faces behind them, and the army of zombies who stayed outside were also killed and shattered.

In less than half an hour, the army of millions of zombies led by the three of them was completely defeated.

"It's a pity that they turned back." Long Xiaomi was full of regret.

Fortunately, the hundreds of thousands of zombies that got in were also inside, and these meritorious deeds were quite a lot.

On the other side, Yang Fusheng was in high spirits right now.

Wherever it passed, the strange light covered the group of zombies, directly modifying the reality, turning them into zombie spirits.

In a moment, he walked through a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and came to Wang Meng's three zombie kings.

Chapter 575 Creation Mode, Infrastructure Maniac

"Yang...Yang Fusheng?"

Sensing the coercion that was so powerful that it was about to crush the soul, Wang Meng swallowed wildly, and said tremblingly, "You dare to kill us, the Zombie Temple will never let you go, you should know how powerful the Nine are, Don't mistake yourself."

"Oh? You know me?"

Yang Fusheng smiled, nodded and said: "That's right, the young master is a super genius in the zombie world, the only zombie king who has been blessed by the Zombie Temple."

"It's true that the superstar among the zombies has its own heat. It's not surprising that you farts know it."

"!!!"

The three corpses of Wang Meng had a toothache.

This bullshit, I really want to slap him to death.

That is to say, you have millions of troops behind you.

If not, see if we dare to gang up and beat you up.

"Since you have heard of my previous name, let's stop talking nonsense and introduce me now for free."

Yang Fusheng stood up straight, and said with a straight voice: "I, Yang Fusheng, a human being, now belongs to the Lin tribe. My master is the strongest human lord in the new season, and also the greatest and most supreme world in the future." The co-lord, the head of the Lin clan, the lord of the human race——Linye!"

"forestry?"

"Haven't heard of it?"

"But listening to these titles, they look awesome."

Wang Meng's three corpses looked at each other, their eyes lit up as if they had sensed something.

"Brother Yang, how did you become a human? Tell my younger brother, as long as I can turn my younger brother into a human, from now on, I will be your dog. If you let me go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, I will never frown." Wang Meng spoke first. , said in a low voice.

This flattering Yang Fusheng was very useful, squinting his eyes and said with a smile: "Well, naturally my master of the invincible world helped me restore my human body, but you three crooked melons are also worthy of reversing the blood of the zombie king and being reborn As a human being, isn't it a little too high for myself?"

"Cough cough..."

Wang Meng was a little embarrassed, the corpses were difficult to dismantle, and they didn't want to become such a hot chicken.

"Brother, dear brother, you are so right, please give us hot chickens a chance."

Liu Zhang licked his face, and continued: "Our corpses are soft-spoken, but we were human beings once, and we want to be reborn as human beings in our dreams."

"Yep."

Zhaoyuan nodded in agreement, and said solemnly: "If you don't kill us now, you must think we are still valuable."

"Don't worry, as long as we can live, and help us break free from the shackles of the Zombie Temple, we will be reborn as human beings."

"In this life, no, even in the next life, we will give it to you, to be the dog of the Lin clan!"

"Who said I won't kill you." Yang Fusheng curled his lips.

"what???"

The three corpses of Wang Meng were dumbfounded.

kill us?

Then you still talk so much to us, play us!

It's not a thing, fuck you!

"Are you scolding me in your heart?" Yang Fusheng narrowed his eyes.

"How can it be?"

"Don't dare!"

"You are joking."

The facial expressions of the three corpses were stiff, and they barely smiled.

"It's boring, forget it, I won't waste time with you."

Yang Fusheng was secretly happy in his heart, but on the surface he shook his head in disgust.

The next moment, green light bloomed in his eyes, and the invisible modification wave spread over the three corpses.

Ding ding ding———

Only three crisp sounds were heard, and the modification of the three corpses was directly defined as a small steel coin the size of three fingers.

Grab it from a distance, suck it into the palm of your hand, and throw it up and down from time to time to play.

"Brother, don't lose it, I'm going to throw up!"

"Brother, for the sake of being zombies in the past, please do me a favor and kill us."

"Please, don't torture us like this!"

The three corpses were dizzy and howling again and again.

"That can't be done. In the dead wasteland, the only one who can decide the power of life and death is my master."

Yang Fusheng turned around, put away three 'steel coins', and shouted loudly: "Low-level fighters below the [-]th level, clean up the battlefield! Transformation spirits, treasure chests, blueprints that should transform zombie spirits, don't let go!"

"Brothers of the main force, come back to camp with me!"

"!!!"

Hearing this, the three 'steel hammers' were so frightened that they didn't dare to take a breath.

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