Chapter 332: Duel

what!
The shrill screams sounded one after another.
Wang Yu can easily solve a zombie. It doesn't mean that other people can also be so easy. A few people didn't pay attention and were killed by the zombie.
"Kill!" Someone watched as his brother was killed, and angrily killed the zombie group.
He plunged into the zombie group, slashed left and right, killing a few zombies, but also plunged himself into a crisis and was torn apart by the zombie group.
The same scene is constantly being staged.
The zombie group is very strong, and Wang Yu and other great primordial monks are not vegetarians. They can break into the central area. Undoubtedly, the two sides fought extremely hard.
Although the individual zombies are very strong, but the number is too small. Wang Yu and the others suppressed the zombies with the advantage of numbers. The zombies were constantly shot to death and their cores were taken away.
"Nine Heavens Fist!"
"The Big Dipper!"
"Tiangang God Fist!"
"..."
The defensive primordial cultivator is the eight immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers, no one will hide them, they are all zombies killed by a vigorous attack.
Although Mao Zang was fierce and powerful, he had no wisdom.
Wang Yu and other human monks, in addition to relying on their strength to fight against the zombies, they also used wisdom to besieged and killed, in exchange for annihilating this group of zombies at the cost of more than sixty-six lives.
Wang Yu, alone, killed three zombies and obtained three corpses, which is not a small gain.
Xuetong and Yingtai also obtained a corpse each.
Other people have also gained a lot. The soul-assisted cultivation of the soul-level corpse can speed up the cultivation of the soul.
However, before everyone was happy, they heard even more terrifying roars coming from the Forbidden Land.
Compared with the previous Mao Zheng, the voice this time was more terrifying, and the roars, all with a great sense of oppression, became more and more obvious.
The roars made people palpitations and chills.
The defender looked at Luo Ziwei and others, who sealed the god's bones and power.
It was found that Luo Ziwei and others, the power of sealing the bones of the gods, had also reached the final stage, pressing the power of the gods around the bones of the gods.
One more step, and the last step, completely sealed the power of the gods in the bones of the gods, preventing the breath from leaking.
It was also because they suppressed the power of the bones of the gods that allowed the zombies in the Forbidden Land to have a chance to rush out, otherwise, under the power of the gods, those zombies would also be made of paper.
"faster!"
Everyone prayed in their hearts, hoping that Luo Ziwei and others would speed up faster. When they sealed the power of the god's bones and freed their hands to deal with the invading zombies, it would make everyone much easier.
Roar!
Without waiting for everyone to think, the roar came closer.
When everyone looked towards the forbidden place, they saw seven figures, which had gradually revealed themselves.
They flew out, not the previous ones.
Flying stiff.
Senior zombies, like the existence of real people in Nirvana.
The most important thing is that reaching the level of flying zombies has already opened up wisdom, unlike the previous Mao zombies who only knew how to run rampant and were more difficult to deal with.
Suddenly, seven stiff figures appeared, as if facing the seven real Nirvana.
Wang Yu and the primordial cultivator defended by them left more than two hundred people. It was also a big challenge to fight against the seven flying stalwarts.
Moreover, the worst of these deadlocks is also equivalent to the real person in the early stage of Nirvana. It is hard to say that it will be no better than the early stage.
Wang Yu looked serious. After watching the seven flying zombies walk out of the forbidden place, he looked at Wang Yu and others with fierce eyes.
"So delicious!"
One of them flew stiff, even uttering words, directly treating Wang Yu and others as food.
Regarding this, Wang Yu and others are not surprised. Fei Zong is a high-level zombie, possessing wisdom, and can be seen visually, except for the appearance of green-faced fangs, the others are no different from ordinary people.
The seven flying dead appeared, and when their eyes fell on the crowd, they all felt heart palpitations.
Wang Yu carefully looked at the seven flying stiff, their pupils shrunk, seven flying stiff, and four had the breath of the early stage of Nirvana, and they were also powerful in the early stage of Nirvana.
Three reached the middle stage of Nirvana, and one of them was infinitely close to the later stage of Nirvana.
It is the most powerful existence among the seven flying dead.
"Finally there are some opponents."
Ying Invincible, who was silent for a long time, focused on the most powerful Fei Zeng, and his fighting spirit was flourishing.
The strongest flying zombies took a look at Ying Wudi. The red eyeballs showed a hint of playfulness, making Ying Wudi angry.
kill!
With a roar, Ying Wudi made his first shot.
"Da Ri Tathagata Fist!"
Ying Wudi made a fist, and after taking a step out, his fist slammed, and his body was radiant and smashed towards the strongest.
The golden fist, like the sun condensed at one point, exuded a trace of power that burned the sky and boiled the sea, and pressed towards Fei Zheng.
On the fist seal, there seems to be a real Buddha chanting.
Both the sun and the Buddhist scriptures restrain the existence of evil spirits. The two come together to deal with flying stiffness and get twice the result with half the effort.
Ying Invincible's movements were too big and too strong, as if most of the sky was above his punch.
If it were normal, the people underneath would praise Ying Invincible's strength, but now they won't, because the other flying zombies are killing them.
"dead!"
One of them flew stiff and fell to the side of a great cultivator at the pinnacle of the soul, and grabbed it towards the opponent's head.
After the primordial primordial cultivator returned to his senses, his expression was shocked, and he quickly condensed his true essence and hit Fei Zheng.
The other cultivators around the great cultivator at the pinnacle of the souls also took action one after another to prevent flying.
Fei Zeng didn't care about these attacks, but his palms scattered the true essence of the great primordial cultivator, grabbing the opponent's head.
He let other people's attacks fall on him.
Boom boom boom!
Countless attacks fell, just staggering Fei Zeng, but did not hurt him, nor did he let him loose the great monk at the peak of the soul.
Immediately afterwards, he shook his palm.
bump!
The head of the great monk at the pinnacle of the soul exploded like a watermelon, and blood spurted wildly.
Fei Zeng took a big mouth, as if a whale sucked water, absorbed all the blood into his mouth, and was swallowed by him.
After the blood entered the abdomen, Fei's red eyes became more and more evil.
The same scene was staged in different places, and the Nirvana-level flying stiffness was too strong for the great primordial cultivators to be a blow.
A dozen people were killed or injured in almost a few breaths.
There was also a flying stiff, falling in front of Wang Yu, and the zombie grabbed Wang Yu.
This flying zombie has been coveted by Wang Yu for a long time. The qi and blood of a master in body refining is not comparable to the air in refining. This is the point. For zombies, Wang Yu is the best treasure.
"Die!" Fei Zeng roared.
Wang Yu took out the sword with a solemn expression, and the sword was like a dragon: "The two rites of the sword are determined!"
clang! The flying sword of the middle-grade Lingbao collided with the stiff palm of the hand, as if it had hit a steel plate and could not move forward.