The blood moon is coming, zombies are coming

"Master? I don't deserve to be that..." Lin Jianying looked at Wu Xing with a look of someone who had been deceived, and shook his head.

"Wu Xing, stop being so weird..."

"Today, you, this peerless evil creature, must die..."

Xuanyuan Hongyu and Xiao Changfeng took turns shouting.

Xuanyuan Hongyu didn't know what he was thinking, but Wu Xing killed Taoist Qinglong and made Taoist Qinglong run back to the base camp to kill so many people. Xiao Changfeng not only wanted to kill Wu Xing, but also wanted to curse him first.

"Yes, yes, yes! I am a peerless evil creature. I was born as a zombie, so I must die." Wu Xing said while nodding while drinking tea.

"Stop talking nonsense. Now I'll show you what this peerless evil creature looks like." Wu Xing put down the teacup, stood up, looked at Lin Zhengying and the others domineeringly and said.

"Touch, touch, touch..."

As Wu Xing's voice fell, Lin Zhengying and the others could vaguely hear the sound of countless wooden boards colliding coming from the deep cracks around the Corpse Sealing Mountain.

"Roar!……"

"Roar!……"

"Roar!……"

……

Then, countless roars came out from the cracks.

"Touch, touch, touch..."

Then countless explosions sounded, and the abyss turned into a real abyss.

Dense swarms of zombies flew out of the abyss like locusts.

In a short while, the zombies formed a million-strong army. The terrifying scene was like the end of the world.

"How is it? Am I now really what you think of as the peerless evil creature?" Wu Xing looked at Lin Zhengying and the others and said lightly.

However, although Wu Xing seemed calm and composed, with the backdrop of a million zombie hordes, Wu Xing now looked like a true emperor, a true god of zombies.

Lin Jianying and the others didn't say anything, all with gloomy faces.

Because each of these one million zombies is very powerful, and not a single one of them is just there to make up the numbers. Lin Jianying even sensed hundreds of demigod-level zombies among the zombie army.

They didn't expect that Wu Xing had been lurking for three thousand years and had cultivated so many powerful zombies right under their noses.

"kill!……"

The Drunken Swordsman shouted loudly.

So many of them came here to fight the most powerful villain, not to watch the witch show.

"kill!……"

Lin Jianying and the others also reacted and immediately shouted loudly.

"Heavenly spell!"

"The Immortal Killing Sword Formation!"

"White Tiger Futian!"

"Buddha's Palm!"

……

Everyone attacked Wu Xing from a distance.

To catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. As long as Wu Xing is destroyed, everything will naturally end.

Wu Xing stayed where he was without moving. He was a god, and his army was there for everything.

"Roar!……"

"Roar!……"

"Roar!……"

……

All the zombies were like a well-trained army, each holding a weapon. The strongest demigod-level zombies were in the front. They came to Wu Xing in an orderly manner, and then rushed forward against the skills of Lin Jianying and others.

All the zombies seemed to have formed some kind of battle formation. Although Lin Jianying and his team had strong skills, the zombie army could still keep charging forward.

"It looks like a battle formation. The attack power is evenly distributed. Everyone follow me and concentrate on attacking." Lin Zhengying shouted loudly.

Lin Jianying was not sure whether this was some kind of battle formation, because the zombie army was just neatly arranged in a square formation, and did not form any strange shape. It was just like a normal march.

However, for such a simple phalanx, their skills did not cause much damage after attacking the leading zombie.

"Touch, touch, touch..."

Lin Zhengying and his men all attacked the leading zombies in a tacit coordination, and the effect was evident. Those zombies were immediately seriously injured.

However, these zombies immediately retreated to the second line and let other zombies take over.

"Roar!……"

"Roar!……"

"Roar!……"

……

After these seriously injured zombies ran to the back, they roared at the blood moon in the sky.

The blood moon seemed to have heard the zombies' cries for help, and immediately sent down a ray of moonlight to cover the zombies.

Then a magical scene happened. The zombies' injuries were recovering rapidly as if they had drunk a bottle of blood.

"continue!……"

Lin Jianying and the others looked at this scene, their faces darkened again. Wu Xing's magical operations were really damn numerous. He was worthy of being the strongest villain. He would not die no matter what, and there would be all kinds of tricks waiting for them.

"Touch, touch, touch..."

Lin Jianying and his men once again severely injured several of the leading zombies.

Lin Jianying and the others wanted to continue the pursuit, but the zombie army was more coordinated than a well-trained army. They immediately swapped positions, allowing the seriously injured to retreat to the back to recover quickly under the moonlight.

What made Lin Jianying and the others speechless was that the recovery speed of these zombies was almost as fast as drinking blood bottles in the game.

The zombie army continued to advance forward. Lin Jianying and his men had no choice but to lead their men to retreat continuously and then continue to attack to repel the zombie army.

Lin Jianying and his men are basically a group of wizards, so they cannot let the zombies get close for melee combat, which will give them an advantage.

Lin Jianying and his companions who came this time have all reached at least the Mahayana stage of cultivation.

Lin Jianying and his men kept retreating, keeping a distance from the zombie army and attacking them. Slowly, the zombie army's formation was broken, and the Zombie Emperors and above slowly distanced themselves from the other zombies.

"All Corpse Kings and below will retreat to Corpse Sealing Mountain to guard it."

At this time, Wu Xing's order came.

The zombie army received the order, and except for the few thousand zombies in the lead, the rest flew back in an orderly manner.

"Up there! ..."

Lin Jianying and more than a dozen other top-level gods suddenly looked up at the sky and attacked the sky at the same time.

I saw Wu Xing descending from the sky with the help of the moonlight, and his black fists kept punching forward, blasting away the sword lights and sabers in front of him that were powerful enough to destroy the world.

Wu Xing rushed into the teams of the four major sects in an instant like a hunting hawk.

When Drunken Swordsman and the others saw Wu Xing rushing in, they immediately attacked him with swords and other weapons.

Wu Xing seemed to be practicing Tai Chi, or using the Shadowless Hand.

The swords of Drunken Swordsman and his men were all directed by Wu Xing to attack their own people.

Drunken Swordsman and his companions kept attacking Wu Xing with their swords, and Wu Xing kept punching.

The scene suddenly became very strange, as if Drunken Swordsman and his companions were constantly attacking each other, while Wu Xing was performing boxing alone in the middle of the battlefield, and they seemed not to interfere with each other.

"Touch, touch, touch..."

Suddenly Wu Xing transformed into countless hands and feet, and forced Drunken Swordsman and the others to retreat.

"bump……"

Then, Wu Xing teleported in front of a god-level master from the Shushan School and punched him directly in the abdomen.