The strongest magician

The expected pain did not come, Li Fangu felt a warm body full of bloody smell on his body, he opened his eyes in surprise, it was Song Weiwei.

Song Weiwei's beautiful face was covered with cold sweat, the spear that was supposed to be inserted into his head was firmly nailed to Song Weiwei's shoulder, the spear penetrated from her back, the tip of the spear was facing Li Fangu's eyes were only less than one centimeter away, and they could poke his eyes blind.

Li Fanggu moved his lips and called out in a crying voice, "Sister."

Song Weiwei's eyes were red, "Little brother, ring the bell again."

Li Fanggu touched the bell tightly in his hand.

Song Weiwei's left hand went from the front to the right shoulder, holding the spear, whining in pain, the spear was pulled out by her, and a lot of blood spurted out.

Li Fanggu saw that Jin Zhicheng's face changed, and Wei Lao who was beside him let out a gasping sound.

"Shake!" Song Weiwei shouted.

Li Fanggu exhausted all his strength, and the bell rang.

Jin Zhicheng yelled, "Everyone, stop and back off."

No one questioned his order, and everyone retreated two meters within three seconds to Jin Zhicheng's side.

Li Fanggu looked at Song Weiwei's blood in surprise, it didn't flow to the ground, but splashed into the air instead.

Bright blood, like red plums in the cold wind, bloomed one after another, erupted, splashed, and then jumped, the blood exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist.The blood mist began to condense again, and finally formed a human form.

It seems like a long process, but in fact it is only a moment.

Song Weiwei's blood formed one person, two people, three people, four people, five people!Yes, in their crowded space, five people made of blood suddenly appeared. Those five people vaguely looked like bald men.

"Amitabha!" The Buddha's name sounded in the chaotic space.Almost everyone was stunned by the sound of the Buddha's name.

"Poor monk Wu Yuan!"

"The Poor Monk Literary Federation!"

"Poor monk Qiu Tang!"

"The poor monk is faithful!"

"Poor monk and tiger pupils!"

All the sounds sounded almost at the same time, and the trembling entire space trembled.

Li Fanggu was dizzy, Song Weiwei's body fell on top of him, his nose was full of bloody smell.

How much blood is needed to form five human figures?Perhaps a fatal amount.

The five monks formed of blood mist roared loudly, their voices were full of madness! "No body, no action, no speech, no action, no action, no action, no action, no slander, no birth, no thought, no place, no place, no place, no action, no silence, no action, eternal death! Kill!" The sound of their singing was so loud that the zombies in front of them seemed to be shocked, and after that, the five bloody figures started to move.

These five blood-red figures rushed into the crowd of zombies like a gust of blood fog!

Li Fanggu's eyes widened. He had never seen such a tragic situation. Even after many years, he would be awakened from his dream at midnight.

After that, every time he thought of Song Weiwei, he would think of this situation.

These five blood-red figures shouted loudly, "Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!..." All the moving things in front of them were torn into pieces.

Those hundreds of zombies, who couldn't even touch their bodies, were grabbed and shredded. It didn't even take a second to shred a zombie.

The sky was covered with fragments of limbs, and piles of minced meat fell from the sky and piled up on the ground.

Five blood-red monks rushed into the pile of zombies, like a compactor drove into the crowd, and countless pieces of minced meat flew up.This is not a fight, this is a massacre.All moving things were annihilated by the five blood mist.

Li Fanggu felt like vomiting, but he couldn't vomit, and he didn't dare to move, so he could only quietly hug Song Weiwei's body in his arms.

Song Weiwei's blood was still being pulled into the blood mist, she had passed out, and her face, which was originally extremely beautiful, was full of lifelessness.

Li Fangu finally understood what A Hua said, that Song Weiwei was a monster, yes, this is her real martial god, five bloodthirsty, crazy monks made of her own blood, with high mouth Shouting the Buddha's name, but mercilessly slaughtering all living things.

What a crazy power this is!

What an arrogant power this is!

What a power of despair!

No wonder Jin Zhicheng's face was cold when Song Weiwei told them to back off.

Several people stood there with pale faces, not daring to move.As long as it can move, it will be torn to pieces by those five crazy monks immediately.

I don't know how long it took, all the zombies in the space fell down, no, to be precise, they all turned into pieces.Broken limbs are all over the floor, and here at the door, they are piled up layer after layer.

After a long time, no one in the space dared to move, not even a moment.

The five blood mist lingered in the space, as if they were searching for living objects. After a long time, they seemed to confirm that there were no more living creatures left, and their figures in the air became fainter and fainter. Finally, It finally dissipated slowly, and blood rained on the ground.

After the five blood-red shadows disappeared, Jin Zhicheng immediately rushed up and took Song Weiwei's body.

Li Fanggu looked at that pale face with mixed emotions in his heart.

So powerful!

A woman, so powerful!

He felt frustrated.He regretted it, if he could be stronger, if, if he had worked harder before, maybe Song Weiwei wouldn't be so hurt today.

Jin Zhicheng ordered Aiai to dig out their backpacks from the ground.Aiai didn't dare to talk back this time, and rummaged through the corpses all over the floor.

Jin Zhicheng pressed Song Weiwei's wound to stop her bleeding.

The other people seemed to have reacted, and they all recovered from the petrified state, and came forward to help.

Ai'ai found the backpack, and Wei Lao opened it, and found out the injections, some for hemostasis, and some for anti-inflammation.Jin Zhicheng pushed the needle into Song Weiwei's blood vessel.

"Wei Wei, open your eyes and don't faint." Jin Zhicheng ordered her.

Song Wei slightly opened his eyes, "Don't worry, Jin Zhicheng, I won't die."

Jin Zhicheng sighed and held her in his arms.

A few people just came back from the ghost gate, and they all sat on the ground.

Almost, if it wasn't for Song Weiwei, their entire army would have been wiped out.

A Hua also woke up slowly, and immediately understood what happened after seeing the stumps all over the ground.He looked at Song Weiwei, "Jin Zhicheng, let me come, your wound also needs to be bandaged."

Jin Zhicheng nodded, put Song Weiwei into his arms, and took out gauze to bandage himself.

Li Fanggu crawled to the general's side, wiped the blood from his neck and put it into the general's mouth, "Uncle, drink it, the wound will heal quickly."

The general didn't refuse, he licked the blood off his hands, took the gauze and pressed the wound for him.

Duan Jinming stared at him blankly, this dead child didn't seem to be so annoying anymore.

He also went to check on Fusu's injuries. Fortunately, Fusu was not injured except for his dull expression.

Li Fanggu nestled in the general's arms and leaned towards Duan Jinming, "White butt, remember what we said just now?"

Duan Jinming glanced at him, "It depends on your ability to catch up." Hmph, a man wants to chase him?It would be a good thing if he didn't kill him, how could he agree?

Li Fanggu smiled weakly, "It's a pity that kiss just now was so short, I didn't remember it well, can you kiss me again?" The next moment, he was kicked to the ground by Duan Jinming, and this time he passed out completely.

The general was speechless.Xiaogu, you asked for this.

After the wounds of several people were bandaged, Li Fanggu woke up leisurely again.

Regardless of Duan Jinming's push and push, he grabbed his hand and looked at the time. It was 32:[-] in the afternoon, and it had been six or seven hours since they arrived here from the water.He felt hungry and uncomfortable, so he opened his backpack to find something to eat, but the corpses all over the floor made him unable to arouse his appetite at all, so he could only drink some water hastily, but he found that Jin Zhicheng did not change his expression She ate the compressed biscuits, ate two bags, one bag of vacuum-packed sauced beef, and drank a bottle of water, and even supported Song Weiwei's body to feed her something to eat and drink some water.

See, this is the level gap.

The others also, more or less ate something, Li Fanggu saw that he gritted his teeth and put the food into his mouth, at the beginning he wanted to vomit it out, but after swallowing it seemed like that, it was no big deal.

The space was filled with the smell of blood, and Li Fangu was the first to speak, "What happened to that shadow just now, was it killed by a zombie or a mad monk?"

Ling Lan shook her head in the air, "That guy is very cunning, he hid."

Li Fanggu hated it, suddenly he remembered something, and turned to Duan Jinming, "White Butt, why didn't those zombies come to attack you on their own initiative just now?"

Duan Jinming gritted his teeth, "Can you call me that name again?"

Li Fanggu smiled sarcastically, now is not the time to annoy him, but his eyes uncontrollably looked at his ass.

Duan Jinming's eyes were burning, and Li Fanggu quickly opened his mouth before he got angry, "Mr. Duan, why don't those zombies attack you?"

Duan Jinming narrowed his eyes, this guy who saw the wind and turned the steering wheel, "I wonder why those zombies chase you?"

Others also turned to look at him, Li Fanggu smiled wryly, "I don't know, could it be the smell of my blood? I only know that zombies like my blood very much, it might be delicious to them. But before The Yin soldiers were also chasing me, and I don’t know why. Could it be that the shadow moved on me just now? However, I don’t know when the shadow started to attach to me.” Thinking of the Li Fanggu hated the shadow that almost killed them all.

Duan Jinming was silent for a while, then showed his wrist watch, "This is a magic weapon, it can hide all my aura, so that I won't be actively attacked."

Li Fanggu leaned in, isn't that just a hidden skill in the game?This cheating guy.

Jin Zhicheng picked up Song Weiwei, stood by the door, and looked in. There were piles of corpses piled up on the ground in the distance. In the distance, the huge coffin seemed to be an illusion. for a moment.