However, just as the horse thief was smiling, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the forest.

The leaves all around were rustling under the strong wind.

The strong and pungent smell of corpse wafted along with the strong wind and got into the noses of these horse thieves.

"What the hell, what's so stinky!?"

These horse thieves covered their noses and cursed.

The scolding has not stopped, and a shrill scream came from behind.

"What's wrong!?"

The big boss suddenly turned his head and asked with a frown.

"Master, someone is missing."

A horse thief said with some fear: "I was still by my side just now, and when I turned my head, there was no shadow of the person and the horse."

"Gone!?"

Hearing this, the great master frowned, and his fierce eyes searched around.

"Tick!"

Just when the boss wanted to scold, something dripped on his face.

He raised his hand and wiped it.

By the firelight, he found that his hands were covered with blood.

"what……"

Just when the big boss was wondering, there were endless screams from behind again.

"There are monsters!"

I don't know who screamed.

A black shadow in ragged clothes flew in the air.

Under the shadow, a dozen horse thieves sat on horseback and struggled, as if trying to escape.

But they couldn't move, and even the seven orifices were bleeding.

These blood actually turned into streams, swept away towards the shadow, and were swallowed by the shadow.

Someone took his hand and threw it into the air to get the shadow, but when he stabbed it, there was a sound of gold and iron symphony.

Sparks shot out, and then fell powerless, without causing any damage to the shadow.

The black figure raised his hand slowly, and the rest screamed in horror, pulled over by an irresistible suction.

The horse thieves were all suspended in mid-air, dragged by a force of five elements.

The blood in their bodies all flowed along the pores, and the seven orifices flowed out.

In the blink of an eye, these horse thieves turned into mummified corpses.

The remaining few horse thieves shouted hysterically, "Help... help..."

These horse thieves screamed and ran away in panic on horseback.

However, the shadow opened its arms as if embracing the void.

All the horse thieves were dragged by invisible forces and flew upside down into the air.

Immediately.

The blood from the whole body burst out, like a hundred rivers meeting the sea, all of them were swallowed up by the shadows.

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The moonlight fell, illuminating the shadow.

I see.

The thousand-year-old zombie king, full of black hair.

Beneath the black hair was a face that had already rotted away.

His face was dotted with two twinkling eyes, emitting a gray light like a pearl of the night.

Its eyes are not like ordinary zombies, only bloodthirsty and tyrannical, but a few traces of wisdom are flowing, and it is obvious that wisdom has been born.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of bone cracks could be heard incessantly, and the remaining horse thieves turned into mummified corpses and fell to the ground.

Bones were scattered all over the floor.

The thousand-year-old zombie king raised his head to face the void and said, and let out a breath of white air.

As soon as the surrounding trees came into contact with the white gas, they melted directly, and eventually all turned into green slime.

The zombie king looked into the distance, and that direction was Uncle Fang.

...... 0

The strong popularity and blood radiated from there.

It stands to reason that he should fly right away.

but.

For some reason, it did not fly away immediately, but instead plunged into the depths of the forest in the decoration industry.

……

……

"Whoosh!"

A figure flew past Uncle Fang, with a faint sound of breaking wind, which did not alarm anyone.

Qin Hao was agile, but in an instant, he had come to the edge of the forest.

He felt that the forest was filled with a strong corpse aura, which was stronger than the corpse aura emitted by any zombie he had encountered before, at least a hundred times more.

Qin Hao frowned, holding his hand, Xingtian battle axe appeared in his hand.

Immediately, he accelerated his pace, followed the direction of the corpse gas, and came to the depths of the forest.

This is where the horse thief was attacked just now.

But at this moment, the surrounding trees have turned into green slime.

A strong stench wafted in the air.

On the ground, dozens of torn corpses piled up into a hill.

From their terrified faces, it was known that they had experienced extremely terrifying things just now.

"Blood-sucking from the air!?"

Qin Hao looked at the mummified corpses on the ground and found no scars or bite marks on them.

It is enough to show that the thousand-year-old zombie king has the ability to suck blood from the air, just like in the plot.

Simultaneously.

The corpse aura was interrupted here. Obviously, this zombie king knew how to hide his aura and whereabouts.

This made Qin Hao feel a little tricky.

Qin Hao wouldn't allow it at all if it was tough.

However, it is a bit troublesome for this zombie king to hide his breath and play hide and seek with him.

He was in a hurry to return to the Central Plains, to exterminate Quanxing and save Ao Ningshuang! ?

Just now.

There were rapid footsteps in the distance.mouth.

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Qin Hao heard the sound and looked up.

I saw four people dressed in Jiang Jiajia Ding costumes, each holding a different magic weapon, came into view.

Three of them are the first-level Earth Master's cultivation, and the remaining one is fat, whose cultivation has reached the second-level Earth Master.

"You are disciples of the Maoshan faction!?" Qin Hao asked the four of them.

The four of them saw Qin Hao wearing a blue Taoist robe, and hurriedly responded, "We are Fengleiyudian, the true disciple of Taoist Master Chunhua of the Maoshan faction. I don't know what to call you!?"

Daoist Chunhua! ?

This is his uncle, but before he started, he went down the mountain and never came back.

After Qin Hao heard that the four were disciples of Uncle Chunhua, he hurriedly stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Pin Dao is the disciple of the head of Yushu, so is Qin Hao!?"

"Huh!? Sect Master's disciple!?"

The four of them didn't believe Qin Hao at such a young age. Among them, Taoist Lei asked tentatively, "Could it be that you are the senior brother of our thirty-sixth generation of disciples, the Maoshan madman!?"

"It's the poor way."

Qin Hao saw the doubts in the eyes of the four, smiled lightly, and poured out the aura of the sixth-level Heavenly Master.

next moment.

The four of them almost lost their footing under the breath of Aunt Cane.

Lei was the first to react, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him and said, "I have seen Senior Brother."

After learning that Qin Hao was the senior brother of the Maoshan faction, the mood of the four who had been suppressed for a while was finally calmed down.

Although they did not see Qin Hao's feat of destroying Shi Jian with one axe.

but.

During this period of time, the four of them had heard a lot about the legends about the Maoshan madmen from the master.

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