Entering Uncle Ying's Zombie World

Chapter 52 Run if you can't beat it

Daoist Qianhe probably wouldn't have guessed it anyway, just now it was the correct casting of the palm thunder, and the space is just the next best thing.

The royal zombie screamed, and he didn't feel good after taking this palm. If he hadn't been struck by lightning and was somewhat immune to lightning, otherwise, this palm would have caused him quite a lot of trauma.

"It seems that after being struck by lightning, the royal zombies are really not so afraid of thunder. After eating my palm, they didn't suffer any real damage."

Hao Lan murmured, he still remembers that the last time he slapped the old man who clocked in at work every day, it hurt him a lot, but this time, the same slap did not hurt the royal zombies. How useful it can only be because he was struck by lightning.

"In this way, it will be a big trouble. You can deal with him for a while, but you can't kill him. After all, it is not a solution."

Human power can't compare to zombies. Although I have extraordinary physique, I can't compare to zombies. Lightning can't kill royal zombies, and other spells can't do it. Immune to it.

Hao Lan also understands why many land gods can't do anything to a flying zombie. The reason is the same. Zombie armor is against the sky, and flying zombie is even more so. I am afraid that except for a few forbidden spells, all other spells are already against flying zombies. Rigid failure.

The royal zombie also obviously has the potential to become a flying zombie. It has reached the point of becoming a spirit before sucking blood. It is conceivable that once he sucks blood, it will definitely be even more terrifying. He has more potential to become a zombie than the old man Ren Fly dead potential.

The royal zombie got up, looked at Hao Lan with some fear, and gave him two blows in a row, which made him a little scared.

Hao Lan was not surprised by this either. This zombie is really smart enough. He is afraid of himself, but he doesn’t know that Hao Lan is also a little afraid of him. The royal zombie is not afraid of the second layer of palm thunder, which means He lost his greatest support.

Although King Kong is not bad at the third level, it is still not comparable to the refined royal zombies. Hao Lan understands this very well. It is still impossible to compete with the royal zombies by relying on the magical skills, unless it is improved a bit. Two great realms.

Of course, although he couldn't rely on his magical skills to compete with him, but relying on this, Hao Lan had no problem dealing with him.

"It seems that if you want to kill the royal zombie, you can only follow the method of Brother Simu and the others, attacking his internal organs with poison."

Hao Lan thought secretly, and killed the zombies, his figure was as fast as a gust of wind, and he killed the zombies in the blink of an eye.

The royal zombie reacted a little slower, and took Hao Lan's golden palm again. He was sent flying more than ten meters, and hit a big tree with a bang. If he was a human, he would have died.

Daoist Qianhe was a little numb when he saw this scene, but he still couldn't believe that the terrifying royal zombie was beaten so hard by Hao Lan, and he had no strength to fight back.

In fact, Hao Lan is not so easy. Using the power of the magical palm, although it looks powerful, in fact, Hao Lan himself can't stand it. The armor of the royal zombie is too high and fleshy. The force of the shock is enough to make him overwhelmed, the mortal body is not as good as the real King Kong, it is like a stone hitting an iron block, it seems that the stone is not worse than the iron block, but after a few more times, the first to break must be Stone.

"How about the four of you?"

The four people in the southeast and northwest reluctantly shook their heads, expressing that they were fine.

"It's fine as long as there is no serious problem. You guys should rest here first. I have to help you little master Hao."

After Daoist Qianhe finished speaking, he walked towards Hao Lan. At this time, the royal zombie who had taken another trick saw that Daoist Qianhe was also coming, so he turned around and burrowed into the jungle behind. Then disappeared.

Seeing this, Hao Lan was dumbfounded, what the hell, run away if you can't beat it, is this your tradition of becoming a fine zombie?

Daoist Qianhe was also stunned. He had never encountered a zombie who ran away if he couldn't beat it. This is too humane.

"Junior brother, what should we do now?" Daoist Qianhe would certainly not be so stupid that he wanted to chase into the jungle. He also knew that in the dark, in the forest, the horror of zombies would rise several levels, making it hard to guard against.

Hao Lan sighed helplessly, there was no way, the only thing he could do was to wait for him to come to him, the temptation of blood relatives, it was impossible for the royal zombies not to take the bait.

"Let's go, let's go back to the senior brother first."

Hao Lan went over, helped the two of them up, and then said, "Within a radius of ten miles, there is no one there except senior brother. The royal zombies will find them sooner or later."

"That's the only way to go."

Daoist Qianhe also helped two of them up, and the two of them supported the southeast and northwest, and they left just like that. There was no one else in the entire camp.

Not long after the two helped them go, the royal zombie stood in front of the camp tent, staring at the direction Hao Lan left.

Halfway through the walk, Hao Lan and the two met Simu and Yixiu who rushed over, and Jingjing and Jiale also came together.

"Junior Brother Hao, Junior Brother Qianhe, are you alright?"

The four eyes asked with concern, and the three of them watched from the side.

Daoist Qianhe spoke first: "It's okay, we're all fine."

"Thanks to the arrival of Junior Brother Hao, otherwise, few of us would have survived. That royal zombie is really terrifying."

Daoist Qianhe's face was pale, full of fear, and he looked at Hao Lan very gratefully.

Simu breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Hao Lan and said, "Junior Brother Hao, it's really thanks to you this time, otherwise I would really be ashamed to see Master."

"Senior brother, let's go back and talk about it first." Of course Hao Lan knew what the four eyes meant. On his land, Taoist Qianhe had an accident. As a senior brother, he was responsible for everything.

"Jiale Jingjing, please go and help me too."

Master Yixiu pointed to one person supported by Hao Lan and Taoist Master Qianhe, and they stepped forward to help one person each.

"Junior brother, what's going on here? Could it be that the heavy rain melted the ink fountain on the rope, which made the zombies come out?"

As soon as he came back, after the southeast and northwest were settled, Simu couldn't help but ask. Speaking of this, Yixiu put his hands together again and said: "It's a sin, a sin, it really almost caused a catastrophe."

Daoist Qianhe looked at Yixiu: "No, it's not your fault, Master, it was actually an accident, or God's will."

Hao Lan really wanted to say, God’s will, it’s not that you are too pretentious, it’s not good to make a coffin, you have to get a golden coffin, if it’s a wooden coffin, there’s nothing wrong with it, and you ran into the woods with a golden coffin If the thunder does not hit you, who will it hit? The golden coffin is a lightning rod.

"What do you mean?" God's will, the four eyes are a little confused, how could it become God's will.

Daoist Qianhe continued: "In fact, whether the ink fountain on the rope melts or not, it is the same result, and there will be no difference."

"Because the royal zombies were able to break out of the coffin, it was caused by a thunderbolt. A bolt of lightning struck the coffin by coincidence."

(End of this chapter)