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Chapter 563 Fengfengpan!

"Uh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!"

Before everyone could report it, a ghost corpse with extremely fast crawling speed rushed over, grabbed one of the young men and dragged him several meters away.

"Save...save...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The other two young people were shocked and ran to the village.

The mud and water were all over the ground. They didn't even have time to wipe the sewage from their faces after falling a few times. They ran to the wooden stake fence of the village without their lives.

However, the undead was much faster than theirs. A few rotten corpses suddenly surrounded from both sides. One of the young men was grabbed on both sides of their arms, and their arms were separated at once, and bright red blood fountain gushed!

"Help, help!!"

The young man shouted and barely ran back to the position of the wooden stake fence, leaving his soul gone.

The dusk was deeper and the rain was denser. The villagers surrounded by wooden stakes didn't know what had happened. It was not until the young man fled back in blood that the villagers realized that the so-called mutant undead were everywhere around the village!!

"Dad, save me...save me!!"

Not long after, Hong Jun, who had several bloody holes on his body, also escaped. Compared with the previous appearance of the mage, he was completely different from the young man who had just escaped.

"Everyone retreats, pushes away quickly!" Xie Sang shouted, and the blue star track cut out in front of him, quickly turning into a water ray to wrap Hong Jun.

After having a layer of water protection, Hong Jun then breathed a sigh of relief. He choked and shouted: "So many, many undead, they...them..."

The villagers were panicked, and only one mutant undead appeared. It is understandable why all the undead around the village began to attack them. Have they been no longer protected by the God of Jingshui? Doesn’t this mean that they are a group of sheep that fell into the wolf territory?

"Where is Xiao Luo, where is Su Xiao Luo?" Zhang Xiaohou grabbed Hong Jun and shouted with a blushing face.

"I...I don't know, right...behind..." Hong Jun was completely slumped there, and the rain mixed with the crotch of his pants was smelling!

Zhang Xiaohou threw Hong Jun away and ran directly towards the broken fence.

"Fuda, don't go!"

"Fool, are you going to die?"

"Village Chief, Village Chief, there is a dead soul climbing up!!!"

Xie Sang originally wanted to hold Zhang Xiaohou who rushed out, but when he turned his head, he found that several rotten corpses with extremely long claws actually climbed up onto the wooden stake fence, staring at this village full of living people with green eyes hungry.

A hungry roar sounded, and more and more undead appeared in the village wooden stake fences. The villagers were all stunned and didn't know how to face these terrible creatures.

...

"Fuda, where are you going!"

In the heavy rain, a weak figure appeared next to the wooden stake fence. She turned her head and found that Zhang Xiaohou was rushing out.

Zhang Xiaohou suddenly stopped and was ecstatic when he saw Su Xiaoluo coming back safely.

"You're okay, it's great." Zhang Xiaohou ran over, looking nervous and at a loss.

"I used incense medicine to drive them away, and I was about to go back to the village. We seemed to have lost the blessing of the God of Well Water, and there were undead around us." Su Xiaoluo pulled Zhang Xiaohou and ran into the village.

However, as soon as I entered the village, I found that several ghost corpses appeared on the muddy wooden house road in the village. They used their long claws to tear open the bodies of the unarmed villagers and were greedily enjoying the villagers' internal organs!

Seeing this scene, Su Xiaoluo was stunned. Even the wooden stakes were useless. Could it be that the ash wood that kept the dead away from him had failed?

The village screamed, blood mixed with rain everywhere, familiar figures fell down, and Su Xiaoluo's tears fell...

"What the hell is wrong?"

“What the hell is going on??”

Su Xiaoluo cried and trembled. Faced with this terrible massacre, she couldn't stand it mentally.

Everyone in the village was like a relative to her, but now they were lying in pools of blood, soaked in mud, and turned into the food of the cruel and evil undead. The skin was torn off and the flesh was gnawed clean. They didn't even let go of a single head, and countless holes were bitten out.

Weiju Village has been blessed by the God of Jingshui for generations. The undead that others fear are nothing but aimless animals to them. Some people say they are descendants of a certain god, and those dirty undead dare not invade their gods' people.

But what about now?

Has the God who blessed them abandoned them and allowed these beasts to trample on the lives of these devout believers?

The heavy rain hit everyone and it was irresistible, just like the attack of the undead, so cruel that there was no mercy!

The rain was dense, and Zhang Xiaohou stood beside Su Xiaoluo who was almost half kneeling in the mud. He looked at him with his head raised...

"Wind...wind..."

Su Xiaoluo raised his head helplessly and looked at Zhang Xiaohou who looked like a wooden man. He didn't know what was murmuring in his mouth.

"Fuda, run away. You are not from the village. Maybe our village is really cursed. Those undead came to us..." Su Xiaoluo whispered.

"wind……"

Zhang Xiaohou was still standing there, and Su Xiaoluo did not notice that light blue star tracks were being drawn under his feet.

However, the drawing process was very difficult, just like there was a memory barrier in his brain, and the star map was also a bit intermittent.

"Feng...Fengpan!!"

Finally, the memory figure emerged in my mind!

A turbulent flow suddenly appeared around Zhang Xiaohou. As he raised his hands instinctively, the rain curtain in the sky was twisted and rotated at high speed along a spiral trajectory!!

It's the wind!!

There was a strong wind stirring the heavy rain, and the heavy rain was absorbed into the tornado by crazily, turning into a water dragon hurricane that was wrapped around!

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The Wind Dragon Pan appeared on the village road, and the ghost corpses that were massacring the villagers were immediately sucked into the giant creature.

The hurricane was moving, and several thatched huts around were all raised from the ground, and countless haystacks and wood were mixed into the wind plate, and the undead that were involved even turned into pieces in the collision with the wood!!

The wind was extremely irritable, but it was not involved in any of the villagers. The places where they were traveling were all aimed at the cruel undead!!
Chapter completed!
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