The wasteland outside the city is endless, the monotonous bells keep echoing in the dark, and the warm and humid sea breeze floats from the sea in waves like white plastic garbage being forgotten in the corner.

Zhang Jian walked alone in the darkness, behind him was a bright full moon. Behind a tall building that was about to fall, a bat-like shadow blocked the cold moonlight. Walking in this silent city, Zhang Jian suddenly felt like a purposeless passerby. There was no so-called dawn in the gloomy steel forest. This place has actually become a lost place on earth.

When he was young, Zhang Jian felt that he would become a great hero with a radiance like the Monkey King Sun Wukong in the future. He wore a golden armor and a sacred garment and faced the seven-colored clouds to face all the people. Therefore, he was in love with stick techniques and was willing to walk through one collapsed store after another to pursue the only light and heat in the night with scarred sticks on his back to pursue the only light and heat.

Unfortunately, everything seemed to be in vain. The current situation in S City is no different from the doomsday world where zombies were rampant in the previous life. Even though countless innocent creatures survived because of me, Taotao's historical process did not change at all. The shadow of the invasion of the underworld invasion of the human world on July 21, 2018 was finally successful. The wasteland of the underworld was like a blood-sucking wedge, deeply embedded in the flesh and blood of the material plane.

The tall buildings in the center of the city are now like being scraped by lawn mowers, collapsed houses, broken telephone poles and celebrity avatars that fell to the ground. Zhang Jian remembers that he watched this advertisement on TV at Wu Xuemei Lakeside Villa, Fanda Soda Tiger Mom Advertisement. The star is a child star who has just entered college and has played Nezha before, and Nezha was once a famous general under his command.

A low-roaring wolf howl rang out without warning behind an Audi car smashed by a billboard. A string of colorful light bulbs were placed on the box of the outer ring of the billboard. It looked very cool at night, but the bound wire was half broken like a piece of cream cake. Zhang Jian stood in front of the car and saw the head of a female corpse in the car that was half eaten by a beast. He put away the melancholy feeling in his heart, and took out the metal stick on his back with a stern face and held his palm firmly. At this time, he needed a solid sandbag to vent all the depression in his heart. A guy happened to come to his door: "Come out, even if the smell of motor oil in the car is mixed with, I can still smell the smell of wolf."

"Roar—" A head wolf, the size of a Honda motorcycle, suddenly rushed out from behind the raised trunk door of the black Audi car. A pair of dark blue wolf eyes stared at Zhang Jian as if they were discovering a four-mature bloody filet steak. The shiny beast pupils stared at him, and the extremely fishy wolf saliva at the corner of his mouth began to fall onto the concrete floor, and corroded a big hole. At this time, it couldn't wait to bite off the fragile trachea on Zhang Jian's neck, and lick the tender and juicy human-shaped meat chop in front of him with its wet and hot tongue.

Zhang Jian's heartbeat suddenly shrank. Based on his profound memories of his previous life, he recognized this wolf-shaped creature. Ghost wolf in the underworld, small and medium-sized predators in the northern part of the underworld, mainly distributed in the death grassland area in the northern part of the underworld and the deep wood forest area in the northeast. It is a group activity and preys on the corrupt rats in the underworld, horned sheep and hell bison and other herbivores in the underworld. It is a hell variant of the prairie wolf, and the third-level mid-level creature in the underworld, and its strength is the middle part of the ghost realm. It is not much weaker than Zhang Jian in terms of momentum alone.

The ghost wolf in the underworld raised its narrow wolf head and let out a deep and resentful howl, but in a while, the city's Chengdong Street was surrounded by dark blue wolf eyes staring at Zhang Jian tightly, as if he was watching a docile herbivorous bison, full of greed and cunning nature.

Hu friends and companions, no matter such a wolf creature occurs, the instinct of group combat has always penetrated into the bones.

The wolves were carefully surrounded by the wolves, and their eyes were first glanced at the street intersection hundreds of meters away from each other. Finally, they could only shout at the head wolf who was eyeing him with a cold face and shouted: "Bully the less, old man, you want to have a life-and-death battle with me here. I said, why didn't the fire in hell burn your muddy brain? This is the world, not your underworld. Under the powerful suppression of the main plane, even if you are an extraordinary creature in the underworld, you can only obediently become a lamb to be slaughtered."

"Howl~Roar--" The head wolf was not afraid of Zhang Jian's threat. It stood up its forelimbs and shook the silver-white fur on its body, and let out a short and sharp roar in its mouth. This was the signal that the head wolf commanded the attack. Obviously, it did not believe that the strength of its population could not match the arrogant humanoid creature in front of it.

In the second-floor corridor of the joint shop on both sides of Chengnan Avenue, a group of fierce and cunning ghost wolves in the underworld suddenly broke out from the window above. The wolf body more than two meters long with glass fragments rushed down from the air like a black cloud covering the sky. The bloody mouths that emitted fishy smell were covered with sharp fangs, and the huge wolf nose was covered with long black smoke, like a steam locomotive rushing towards Zhang Jian.

Faced with the attack of dozens of ghost wolves in the underworld, Zhang Jian could not retreat at all. With his amazing martial arts intuition, he stepped back one step ahead of time, and then pinched the silver-white alloy stick with two fingers in his left hand. A whirlpool mobilized the force on his wrist and made a silver whirlpool. "Woooooo..." The rotating alloy stick circled Zhang Jian's left and right arms like two silver shawls and pulled the vortex airflow around him, wrapping his whole body into an oval sealed cyclone.

The powerful force attached to the stick was like throwing an invisible boomerang blade and easily knocked back each ghost wolf that rushed over in one minute. The wolf bodies in the sky were like butterflies flying in, and finally hit the broken ruins on both sides one by one, prying out a few crisp and loud bone cracks. Several cowardly low-level ghost wolfs directly surrendered to Zhang Jian's powerful attack. After falling to the ground, they limped into the hole buried by countless collapsed debris, desperately trying to avoid the extremely cold sight of the head wolf at this time. If it weren't for the powerful strength that the head wolf usually showed, the wolf pack would definitely scatter in shame as soon as possible.

"Ada, look at my Zhang family's ancestral dog-beating stick method. How about it, puppy, can you still get it?" Zhang Jian held a silver-white alloy stick in his hand, and pointed the hesitant head of the wolf. In conjunction with the roaring giant ape phantom that appeared faintly on his back, he was even more uncowardly. Since his momentum condensed to the control realm, Zhang Jian found that his arm strength was increasing irregularly, as if it was the power of the Chaos Demon Ape.

The Dao was directly instilled into his body and reshape his original martial arts body. The domineering force penetrated into every inch of Zhang Jian's bones, crushing every thin muscle fiber, and the regenerated muscle fibers were tougher and stronger than before. The only side effect of this power reshaping was that Zhang Jian's temple was overwhelmed and thumped, the blue veins between his forehead swelled, and an abnormal blush appeared on his cheeks.

If time goes back a day ago, Zhang Jian can only deal with three level three ghost wolves in the underworld. If he encounters a large-scale group hunting like today, he will be forced to flee. However, he can have a strong conversation with the ghost wolves who are called the most cunning hunters in the underworld. This really reflects a famous saying in the martial arts world: "Martial arts are like climbing a mountain, one mountain and one heaven."

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