"Enough, enough, enough." Xiaoming rushed over.

At this time, more than a dozen cocks have been slaughtered.

Xiaoming told the army to take the rest of the rooster with a black face.

"Kill it." At this time, Ye Hao walked over.

"For what?" Xiaoming looks at Ye Hao and asks.

"Maybe I can use it." Ye Hao replied.

Since Ye Hao said to Xiaoming, he didn't insist on it, but he had to tell him something else, "black dog blood needs a kilogram, graphite thread needs a bundle, and God sand takes half a kilogram."

"Four catties of black dog blood, four bundles of graphite thread, and two Jin of God sand." The Quartermaster tripled what Xiaoming wanted.

What if it's not enough?

The horror of zombies has been circulating in the army for a long time, and dozens of soldiers have been injured.

He didn't want to run away because of insufficient materials.

"With the current energy of our country, everything you want can be transferred to you at the first time." Ye Hao looked at Xiaoming and said, "you can't look at the present civilized society with the eyes of the past."

The reason why Xiaoming said a lot before is that the army may not get too many things in a short time.

"All right." Xiaoming said and began to set up the array on the ground.

Ye Hao is practicing silently.

Ye Hao is only aware of the distance.

Night fell.

Xiaoming saw that everything was ready.

He picked up a piece of golden Rune paper and shook it gently. The golden Rune paper burned instantly.

"Lead the corpse talisman, give it to me." As Xiaoming's voice fell, the rune paper turned into a golden light and ran away towards the distance.

"You go back thirty meters." Xiaoming took a look at the soldiers around him.

These soldiers have heavy weapons in their hands.

The soldiers retreated 30 meters away without hesitation.

And Xiaoming's location has long been equipped with laser lights, so it can almost be called daylight.

Roar!

As soon as the soldiers retreated 30 meters away, a roar came out.

Ye Hao's expression moved and stood up.

"When I ask you to do it, you do it again." Xiaoming is holding a peach wood sword of 100 years in his hand.

Ye Hao nodded.

After a short time, a zombie dressed in the Qing Dynasty government appeared on a high building, and then the zombie jumped into the air and landed steadily in front of Xiaoming.

The zombie stares at Xiaoming, and his eyes are full of killing.

"Up." Xiaoming picked the peach wood sword in his hand, and the four stone ink lines soaked with black dog blood rose into the air, winding the zombies among them.

When the graphite line meets the zombie, it immediately blooms with golden light.

Zombies scurry through the graphite line, but it's hard to escape.

"Go." With the peach wood sword in Xiaoming's hand, a basin of male chicken blood turns into a long stream and pours on the zombies, and the zombies immediately emit black smoke.

The zombies roared angrily.

Immediately, his hands even grabbed the graphite line in the past, and then he pulled it hard and broke it.

The flesh and blood on his face became more ferocious because of the erosion of chicken blood.

With a bang, the zombie suddenly steps towards the ground, and then turns into a shadow and pours towards Xiaoming.

Xiaoming grabs the glutinous rice soaked with dog blood in the bowl and scatters it towards the zombie.

These glutinous rice seems to have a moment of spirituality, like the body of the zombies crackling.

But the glutinous rice still didn't stop the zombie from moving.

Xiaoming's face changed.

Ye Hao noticed this situation. His body shape was like an electric shock, and he rushed to the place parallel to the zombie. The whole body of Zhenyuan gathered in his fist and smashed it towards the corpse's chest.

Bang! The zombie was shot down heavily.

But he turned up again the moment he shot down.

He stares at Ye Hao, and his eyes are full of ferocious killing intent.

Ye Hao drew out a bronze dagger and stared at the corpse, "come on!"

The Zombie's eyes fell on the bronze dagger in Ye Hao's hand, and his body stepped back involuntarily.

"Sleeping trough is a medium-sized Lingbao." Xiaoming exclaimed.

"I said, do you still have a way to kill this zombie?" Ye Hao asked in a bad way.

"The Zombie's three hundred years of practice has turned into a zombie." Xiaoming helplessly said, "if I set foot on the blood refining realm and abuse him, it's like playing, but now."

"You have a lot of nonsense." When Ye Hao said this, he turned his left hand downward.

A strange scene happened.

More than a dozen of the cocks in the basin turned into a long stream and gathered in Ye Hao's hands. They swayed in the air like bloody ribbons."Water control." Xiaoming's eyes flashed a fine awn, "you trapped this head flying stiff, I use the town corpse talisman to kill him."

"Good." As Ye Hao's voice fell, a long stream of blood wrapped up the zombie.

Zombies left rush right process has always been unable to get rid of the control of blood flow.

Standing in the center of many soldiers, Tang Pian watched this scene, and her heart beat up.

This scene is a miracle.

And she believes it won't take long for her to do it.

"Refining." Ye Hao noticed that the blood of the male chickens did cause damage to the zombie, but the damage was far from enough to seriously damage the zombie.

With the fall of Ye Hao's voice, the scale of more than a dozen blood colored streams decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The zombies burst into a roar of anger.

"Corpse talisman." At this time, the rune paper on Xiaoming's peach wood sword turns into a golden charm. When the charm falls on the zombie, it can't move.

The zombie roared and roared, but the talisman was like a mountain that suppressed him.

Ye Hao took advantage of this to continuously refine the blood of male chickens.

The soldiers in the field saw this scene with an incredible look on their faces.

If it had been before, they would never have believed in such things as gods and ghosts.

But now they can't help believing it.

"This zombie is finally suppressed." The scene shows that the zombie has no ability to resist.

Can let no one think of is the body of the zombie suddenly burst out of black brilliance.

As soon as the black light appeared, it smashed the talisman's talisman, and then smashed more than a dozen blood colored long streams wrapped around the corpse.

Ye Hao and Xiaoming hummed at the same time and staggered back several steps.

"What's the situation?" Ye Hao frowned.

"This zombie is man-made." Xiaoming's face was gloomy and almost dripping.

"This is what you call the evil sect?" Ye Hao was surprised.

"Not bad." Xiaoming nodded.

Two people say here, that zombie scarlet eye son but stare at Ye Hao two people.

"I'll break the queen." Xiaoming, holding a peach wood sword, said in a deep voice.

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