Film and TV time travel: reselling supplies as soon as the end of the world

On the wide street, countless zombies gathered in one direction, and Zhou Ying was still controlling the wooden man to move forward.

Boom, boom.

With every step forward, dozens or even hundreds of zombies would be trampled into meat paste by the wooden man, but there were always some zombies that escaped, grabbed the wooden man's feet and began to climb up.

Soon, the wooden man's body was covered with layers of zombies. Zombies kept falling off, and new zombies would come to fill in. The wooden man's calves were already submerged by the zombies that gathered.

Zhou Yang looked at Qiluo: "Qiluo, try to control it a little bit!"

"No, being able to control what's happening now is my limit. My mental strength hasn't recovered yet! Fu Cang has already discovered us and has taken precautions."

Qi Luo also looked very anxious, and said to Zhou Ying in dissatisfaction: "It's all your fault. Can't we sneak in quietly? Why do we have to make such a big fuss? Now it's all right, we can't move an inch!"

Zhou Ying had no time to pay attention to Qiluo now. The three-magatama Sharingan in his eyes moved rapidly, directing the wooden man to move continuously. Every time the wooden man moved, there was a puffing sound under his feet.

But death did not bring fear to these zombies, but made them more frantic and began to bite the wooden man, although their attacks had no effect. However, they were outnumbered, and sawdust kept falling off the wooden man under the constant biting of the zombies.

At this time, the wooden man had almost stopped moving, and his legs were completely buried by the zombies. Even if he wanted to pull his legs out of the pile of zombies, it would be a bit difficult.

"Wood Release, Wood Dragon!"

Two wooden dragons suddenly jumped out from the feet of the wooden man, and the zombies piled up like a hill were pushed up by the two wooden dragons to disperse part of them, finally giving the wooden man some space to move.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang, who was on the wooden man's shoulder, took out his black knife from the space and held it in his hand.

"Tang Yun, you stay here, I'll go down and clear the way!"

Tang Yun quickly grabbed Zhou Yang and looked at the densely packed zombies below and said, "Boss, how long are we going to kill them all? How about we retreat first and think of other ways?"

"No, as long as we kill enough, Fu Cang will definitely appear! Since he has sent zombies to besiege us, it means he has noticed us. I believe it won't be long before Xing Ya appears."

After saying that, he jumped off the wooden man's shoulder, and the blue and white chakra on his body in mid-air instantly burned.

"Injury door, open!"

boom!

The moment Zhou Yang opened the Eight Gates of Dunjia, his body's descent speed suddenly increased, and he fell to the ground with a bang like a cannonball. The moment he landed, an invisible energy storm spread out from around Zhou Yang's body, and the scattered energy blew the zombies away. The three-meter range where Zhou Yang landed immediately became a vacuum zone.

The moment he landed, Zhou Yang rushed out without hesitation. In an instant, more than a dozen zombie heads flew up, and then swept through the zombie horde like a storm.

Seeing Zhou Yang's powerful attack, Zhou Ying commanded Mu Long beside him to start sweeping the zombies around him. With the participation of Mu Long and Zhou Yang, the situation finally got a little better.

Zhou Yang shuttled through the zombies. Wherever he went, the zombies there were either chopped in two or their heads were thrown away. Entering the zombie swarm was like entering a no-man's land. Groups of zombies fell down like wheat being cut, and large pieces of zombie corpses began to pile up.

The zombie corpses kept piling up, slowly getting higher and higher, giving Zhou Ying a headache. He could only command the wooden man to charge forward, but the effect was not so ideal.

Zhou Yang casually chopped down a fifth-level zombie, and a fifth-level crystal core flew into his hand. Suddenly, a black shadow shot towards him.

The moment the black shadow approached, Zhou Yang raised the knife in his hand and slashed at it.

Choking!

There was a sound of metal clashing, so sharp that it hurt the eardrums.

After he had passed the shadow, Zhou Yang could see clearly that it was a humanoid monster that was about two meters tall. It had a thin body but strong limbs, which gave it a deformed look. Its claws emitted a dark and shiny light, and the collision just now only left a white mark on its claws.

"Roar!"

"Level seven?" Zhou Yang frowned slightly as he looked at the monster roaring at him.

The monster didn't seem to want to give Zhou Yang more time to think. It roared and attacked again. Zhou Yang raised the corner of his mouth: "A competition of speed?"

Roar!

The monster moved at an extremely fast speed, with the sound of its claws cutting through the air, and stabbed straight at Zhou Yang's throat. Zhou Yang raised the black knife in his hand to block again, and with a clang, he blocked the monster's attack. The knife light in his hand changed continuously, turning into dozens of black lights and slashing forward.

The monster also reacted extremely quickly. After being stabbed, it had already retreated from Zhou Yang's attack range. Zhou Yang saw that he had already gained the upper hand, so how could he let it retreat? He followed it with a flash of his figure, raised the black knife, and went straight for the monster's head.

Roar!

The monster roared again, puffs of gray smoke emerged from its body, and its speed suddenly increased, avoiding the attack of the black knife.

"Wow! You're pretty fast? You have a skill similar to that of Chang Ye? You can dodge it this time, but I wonder how long you can keep hiding."

Perhaps it was Zhou Yang's sarcastic tone that angered the monster, and the gray mist on the monster became thicker.

Zhou Yang thought that this monster, which was burning its blood so much, would fight with him, but what he didn't expect was that this guy actually turned around and ran away.

Watching the monster disappear, Zhou Yang felt a little regretful. A seventh-level crystal core actually let him escape like this. Zhou Yang was about to chase him, but when he turned around, he saw Zhou Ying was still grinding the zombies there, so he had to turn back to rescue him.

After a careful observation, I found that Tang Yun and Qi Luo were no longer on the wooden man. Qi Luo was commanding a dozen level 5 zombies around her to fight back.

As for Tang Yun, she brought the reconnaissance team that had been nearby to help the wooden man clean up the zombies.

These people all prefer physical skills, and then the one who used to play ink painting created a few more abstract tigers to charge into the zombie group.

Zhou Yang jumped up and down and appeared beside Tang Yun: "Why did you run down here?"

"Boss, that level 7 guy just now?"

"Ran!"

"Boss, this is not a solution for us!"

Zhou Yang quickly circled around the few people. After killing them all, new zombies came in.

"I know that, but there's no better way now, right?" Zhou Yang finished speaking and looked at Qiluo who was not far away: "Qiluo, the seventh-level guy just now, is he the seventh-level agile type under Fu Cang that you mentioned?"

"Yes, Fu Cang must be watching us nearby!" Qi Luo commanded the fifth-level zombies to cover herself as she moved towards Zhou Yang.

Seeing Qiluo's difficult situation, Zhou Yang stepped forward to help her clear a space and said, "You are a rank seven zombie king, and this is all your strength?"

"Stop talking nonsense and think about how to get out of this predicament! And you brought this Zhou Ying with you. He has some strength, but he is also very good at doing bad things!"