Of course, these are not the most terrifying things. The most terrifying thing is that Xiang Duan was not cremated, but was buried in his body.

Because Mu Yinong had been mentally prepared before, he was not surprised on his face. On the contrary, Qingfeng and others were frightened. He started to investigate Xiang Duan himself, so he knew very well that Xiang Duan was a person who had been dead for more than 20 years. Logically speaking, his body should have rotted long ago, and it should not be like this in front of him.

His body did not rot, it seemed to be very elastic, and his face appeared to be a blue-purple color. The most terrifying thing was that his teeth and nails seemed to continue to grow, and even his body was covered with black hair, some of which were too strong and had already emerged from the official uniform.

Wu Nian wailed in his heart. It turned out to be a black zombie. Zombies are divided into many levels. The most difficult ones are the black zombies and white zombies. They are already invulnerable to swords and guns, and they are not even afraid of the sun. Ordinary magic weapons are useless to them at all.

The head towards the end even grew to the knees, and the teeth were too long and protruded outside the lips. Even the nails were growing in a curved and weird posture, not to mention the abnormal growth of the tips of the toes had pierced his official boots.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the real green face and fangs.

Everyone was shocked. Is there anything more terrifying than this?

They also followed the prince to the battlefield, experienced blood and fighting, and were used to seeing blood flowing like a river, but they had never seen such a fearful person.

Only Di Wu Nian and Mu Yinong stood on the edge of the coffin and observed carefully, although this was the first time she had seen a zombie.

Xiang Duan's hands were tangling, and his nails were tangled together because they were too long. Mu Yinong's body leaned forward and was pulled back by the fifth thought, "Don't move, he died of the plague and was not cremated. Don't you want to live?"

Mu Yinong said coldly, "It seems that something is placed under his pillow."

This sentence completely attracted the attention of the fifth thought. She looked at the jade pillow, and Mu Yinong had already pulled her body away and rose up instantly.

Before the fifth thought could ask him what you wanted to do? He yelled, "Retreat!" Then Xiangdu, the coffin, suddenly jumped out of the coffin. When it jumped out, it was full of aura. There was a strong wind blowing up wherever it went, and it cut it on its face like a knife. The wind, sand and stones were blocked from their eyes.

The sound of a wailing cry was heard, and he opened his mouth wide to absorb the smell of blood in the air. No matter how high the zombie level was, their favorite was blood, which could not be changed in the past few years.

Maybe someone was really injured. He jumped toward a certain place excitedly, and this jump jumped out of three parts outside the chapter. The fifth thought didn't have time to think too much, and used his spiritual power. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into Mu Yinong's arms. He couldn't help but gritted his teeth in hatred. He always put himself in danger so easily. If he suffered some injuries in his body and caused some bad things to happen, he would never spare her.

Fifth, I thought, lightly tapped my toes, and my other hand flexibly swung the whip, like a dragon, and it was surrounded by black neck, tied it with a dead button. The circle of whip around my neck made a sizzling and scorching sound. Some people could even smell a very unpleasant smell, which was a little pungent.

Her little hand tightened the whip, and saw that the whip tightened again, opened its mouth to the end, and began to twist its body angrily. Each power contained was enough to put the fifth thought into a dangerous situation. Mu Yinong flew over and stood firm behind her, holding her little hand with his big hand, and pulling it back with force.

Zombies are evil things, and what they fear most is everything that has yang energy. Facing the fifth thought of Nine Yang Divine Whip, he teared it up with instinct, and even his hand touched the divine whip would be burned.

Mu Yinong was just a mortal after all, and soon he couldn't hold on.

Wu Nian shouted, "Qingfeng, are you scared to death? Why don't you come here to help your prince hold it back."

Qingfeng instantly came to his senses. Seeing the prince's forehead sweating while pulling, he rushed over with his people and helped the prince pull the whip together.

The guards who faced Di Wu Nian also came to help, but were stopped by Di Wu Nian, "Don't come here, there must be a smell of blood on your body, you are now serving as bait."

When the little guard heard this, he couldn't help but feel full of face. Facing such a monster with green face and fangs, he was also very scared, okay?

"You held the Nine Yang Divine Whip tightly."

Seeing that she was about to let go slowly, Mu Yinong roared, "What are you going to do?"

The fifth thought calmly replied to him, "I want to go and find a way to fix this monster first."

"Let me kill him."

"Stop dreaming. Xiang Duan has become a black zombie. I'm afraid he is invulnerable now. You may be able to give him a full meal if you go."

"Even if I let him have a full meal, it's better than you take the risk."

The fifth thought reminds you, "Catch the Nine Yang Divine Whip, if you are so relaxed, my life will be really explained here." After that, she directly let go of her little hand. Mu Yinong tried to hold her, but because the force of grasping the whip was less, they were almost manipulated by Xiang Duan.

He was so scared that he immediately pulled the whip tighter again, and used his internal force to pull Xiang Duan back to the little guard opposite, who was grinning at the opposite side.

Wu Nian had no tools in her hand. She looked at the sword that Mu Yinong had thrown on the ground at some point. She drew out the sword, bit the blood on the tip of her tongue, and rushed over with the sword in the moment.

A sword stabbed into Xiang Duan's body. Unexpectedly, the tip of the sword was bounced back by his steel-like body, causing her hand to shake and the sword to rise. She was stunned and stained with blood on the tip of her tongue...

I go, this is not her body, it is Qin Yiyan's.

The fifth thought was a little messy. She actually forgot that she was using Qin Yiyan's body now, not her own. How could Qin Yiyan's tongue blood have the effect of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune?

This move deeply stimulated Xiangduan. He didn't care whether he would hurt. He held the Nine Yang Divine Whip in his hand tightly, and used his arrogant power to everyone, including Mu Yinong.
Chapter completed!