The blood moon is coming, zombies are coming

"Bang...bang...bang..." A series of faint sounds came from the underground, accompanied by a slight earthquake.

"Brother, did you feel any sound?" Qiao Junli concentrated on listening for a moment, then turned to Qiao Junzhe and asked.

"Yes, I heard it too." Qiao Junzhe nodded.

"Let's go take a look." Qiao Junli said immediately.

In this ghost town of Fengdu, although curiosity can kill the cat, sometimes it also represents opportunity.

Some people will choose to avoid it as much as possible, after all, life is still important. Some people will take a risk and take a look. If they get a chance, they can soar into the sky. The two Qiao Junli brothers were obviously the latter, which was why they were hunted down.

"Yeah." Qiao Junzhe nodded and said.

The two brothers ran to find the sound, but they tried their best to hide their breath and sound. Obviously this was not the first time they had done this.

"Brother, there seems to be a grave there." Qiao Junzhe said to Qiao Junli through his spiritual consciousness.

Qiao Junli also saw it and sent a message to Qiao Junzhe and said: "Well, it's very similar. Let's hide it first."

Qiao Junli looked around and saw that it was all open and flat, with no place for them to hide. So Qiao Junli and Qiao Junzhe lay on the ground, and then held their breath as much as possible.

"Maybe a ghost is about to be born. Judging from the fluctuations, the level should not be high. If we catch it, we will be prosperous." Qiao Junli said excitedly as he sent a message to Qiao Junzhe.

"Yeah." Qiao Junzhe was also very excited.

In this ghost land, if you are lucky, you can encounter grave bags. In the special environment of the ghost realm, grave bags are very easy to produce ghosts.

For ghost cultivators, ghosts are directly absorbed and refined, and they can quickly increase their cultivation. Without absorbing and refining, it can be directly controlled to increase combat effectiveness, and it can also be sold directly in exchange for a large amount of training resources.

Of course, the cultivation levels of ghosts and ghosts vary, but the most common ones are those below the Golden Core stage, and there are also those with high cultivation levels. In history, there are even ghosts born in the Tribulation Stage.

Therefore, the premise of everything is that they can seize ghosts and monsters whose cultivation level is lower than their own. This is called an opportunity. Otherwise, they will die, which is a disaster.

When most ghosts are born, they usually have visions. The louder the movement, the higher the cultivation level of the ghosts born. As it is now, Qiao Junli estimates that the ghosts' cultivation level will only be lower than them, but for the sake of safety, they are still careful. A little bit is good.

"Bump..." Chen Ming broke through the soil, rushed into the air, and then suspended in the sky. Chen Ming is now in the Nascent Soul stage and can already fly with his physical body.

Chen Ming looked around and found the Qiao Junli brothers lying on the ground. Chen Ming smiled evilly, his eyes turned red, and a bloodthirsty impulse instantly surged out of his body. This was the instinctive impulse of zombies.

Chen Ming did not suppress this impulse. He chose to turn into a zombie in order to drink the blood of the Ghost Sect people to quickly improve his cultivation level so that he could take revenge.

"Oops, that ghost is at the Nascent Soul stage and has found us, run away!!!" Qiao Junli shouted eagerly.

Qiao Junli didn't know zombies and regarded Chen Ming as an ordinary ghost. He found that Chen Ming's cultivation was at least at the Nascent Soul stage. You know, ghosts are bloodthirsty. Qiao Junli knew that they were in danger now.

Qiao Junli immediately pulled Qiao Junzhe, and the two of them immediately flew away with their swords in the opposite direction of Chen Ming.

As soon as the Qiao Junli brothers started running, Chen Ming quickly chased after them.

Flying with a sword is faster than flying with the physical body. However, Chen Ming is also a level higher than the Qiao Junli brothers. Fortunately, Chen Ming is only flying with the physical body for the first time. His proficiency is not high and his speed is not yet high. Reaching his peak.

Therefore, the two brothers Qiao Junli flew in front, and Chen Ming chased behind. The three of them barely kept the same distance, and no one could pull away from the other.

When Qiao Junli saw that Chen Ming kept a distance from them, he shouted to Qiao Junzhe: "Brother, let's fly to the city. Someone will naturally deal with him then."

Qiao Junzhe nodded and replied: "Okay, brother."

The two brothers Qiao Junli thought that Chen Ming was a ghost who could not understand their language, and flying at full speed was not convenient for sound transmission, so their conversation was clearly heard by Chen Ming.

Chen Ming didn't panic. It was his first time to fly with his physical body so he didn't catch up with them. However, in this short period of time, he had gotten used to it, and Chen Ming's speed could be improved.

Chen Ming controlled the explosion of corpse energy in his body, and his speed instantly became faster as he followed him.

The two brothers Qiao Junli noticed that Chen Ming's speed suddenly became faster. The distance between them and Chen Ming was not long to begin with. Looking at the situation now, it won't take long for them to be overtaken, and they won't be able to run to a crowded place, let alone a city.

Qiao Junzhe looked at Qiao Junli in panic and asked: "Brother, his speed suddenly became faster. We will be overtaken soon. What should we do?"

Qiao Junli thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Brother, we did it with him."

"Okay." Qiao Junzhe gritted his teeth and replied.

The two Qiao Junli brothers jumped down from their flying swords. They used the inertia to slide on the ground, and their flying swords flew back to their masters.

"Brother, use Shuanghui Ghost Sword." Qiao Junli said.

Qiao Junzhe nodded.

Qiao Junli and Qiao Junli threw their flying swords at the same time and quickly formed seals with their hands.

"Go." The two brothers Qiao Junli said at the same time, with a tacit understanding.

A large amount of ghost flames emerged from the blades of the two flying swords, and they instantly ejected and flew towards Chen Ming. After the two flying swords flew out, they instantly merged into one and turned into a huge ghost flame flying sword.

Chen Ming looked at the flying sword that was stabbing at him quickly. He clenched his fist and punched the flying sword hard.

"Bump..." The flying sword pierced Chen Ming's fist, the weapon was against his body, but the flying sword was knocked upside down by Chen Ming. At the same time, in the process of flying back, the combined flying sword separated again. Got two flying swords.

"Pfft...pfft..." The two brothers Qiao Junli were shaken and spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time. It didn't take a guess to know that the two brothers' flying swords must have been seriously damaged by Chen Ming's smash.

Chen Ming looked at his right hand and found that the skin on his right hand was only slightly broken, but the wound was slightly smokey and healed quickly.

Chen Ming was immediately overjoyed. The combined attack skills of the Qiao Junli brothers just now were not weak. Their power was almost as powerful as a full-strength attack at the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage.

But Chen Ming's fist directly fought against Feijian, but it only broke some skin, and the wound healed instantly. With such a powerful body, he had hope for revenge.

Qiao Junli and Qiao Junzhe looked at each other and knew that the ghost in front of them was invincible to them. They immediately recalled their flying swords and prepared to continue using their swords to escape.

However, Chen Ming would never get what they wanted. Chen Ming just took a look and immediately continued the pursuit. When the two of them were waiting for Feijian to come back, Chen Ming also quickly approached.