After Jiang Yuan appeared as a zombie, no one suspected Jiang Yuan was fake.

It looks like it can be faked, but the iconic seven-colored eye and the cadaver king's pressure are absolutely false.

After making sure that the real thing is the zombie Yuan Yuan Jiang Yuan, all the zombies are full of fighting spirit in an instant.

Why did the zombies fall to this point?

It’s not because all the zombie kings are gone.

No zombie king sitting in town, even if the zombies are no longer powerful, can they fight over those generations of power?

Now, the zombie king has appeared again, and they have every reason to believe that there is a zombie king's leadership, a zombie family, and they can definitely return to the glory of the past.

"Our king is back, and the world belongs to our zombies."

The zombies who had been cleaned up by human cultivation before, once again ignited the fire of hope in their hearts.

...

What they think in their hearts, Jiang Yuan did not pay much attention.

The most urgent thing for you is to take advantage of those generations of power to seize the time, absorb a little more blood, and repair their own injuries.

As long as you return to the top, you can face those generations of power.

But when Jiang Yuan was ready to act, suddenly, his expression moved.

Because he found that he did not seem to have to take the initiative to find himself at all, and a large number of cultivators gathered here.

Obviously, they chose to start with the zombies.

"Haha...find you, you stinking zombies, it's not good to hide in the stinking ditch, you have to jump out and find death."

"Don't say that, people are kind and kind to send us a point of merit, we should be polite, such as making it easier for them to die."

"Hey, you're coming fast, but I'm glad I'm not slow, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't even have a chance to drink soup."

"Don't steal, these zombies are our heaven, please sell me a face of heaven."

"You are an egg in heaven, even the emperor has disappeared, relying on our Taoist ancestors to take care of, to sell face, it should be your heaven to sell our Taoist face."

"No one's face is good in the sight of the Lord God, and do not expect us to give in."

“Amitabha, descending the demon Voldemort, can there be less of our Buddha Gate?”

“...”

The man had not yet arrived, and the voice had come first.

From their words, it is not difficult to hear that they did not put these zombies in their eyes, just that they could be slaughtered fish at will.

Even before they arrived, they were already discussing their share.

If only before, I saw so many practitioners coming to themselves and others, the zombies said they had to run away from their legs.

They really don’t have the strength to fight these cultivators.

But now, no one is moving.

There is a zombie king on his side, why should he be afraid of them?

There are even a lot of zombies, showing a look of schadenfreude, a look at their dead posture.

Those cultivators who came here, seeing the calm appearance of all the zombies, finally felt that something was wrong.

Soon, they noticed the ginger yuan of the center.

“What kind of zombie is he?“Seven-colored eyes, why have you never heard of them?”

"No matter what kind of zombie he is, the more he is, the more he may be."

"That's right, no matter what, he's mine, no one is allowed to rob me, who's to rob me."

"Why do you say it's yours, I'm better than you haven't said yet, what kind of onion are you?"

“...”

After he noticed Jiang Yuan, most of the practitioners did not take it seriously at all, and even said such strange things.

However, there are also some cultivators who feel that it is wrong.

The reaction of the zombies is a bit strange.

Also, some people always feel that the image of the seven-colored eye is a little familiar.

After all, many of these practitioners are from super-powers, and they have heard some rumors more or less.

But before they could think clearly, they heard Jiang Yuan coldly say, “Is it enough?”If you say enough, give me your blood.”

Jiang Yuan's words have not yet fallen, but people have disappeared.

Then there were a few screams in the crowd.

The people followed the direction of the voice, only to see a few new corpses.

And this is just the beginning.

With the flashing of Jiang Yuan's body, more and more screams sounded, and more and more corpses were born.

In the end, they could not see Jiang Yuan's figure at all, and they could only see one body fall.

In such a situation, the practitioners were suddenly frightened.

They had no idea that Ginger was so horrible.

This is the tiger into the sheep.

The people who were scared, only one voice left in their minds: “Who is this person?”

Their doubts were quickly resolved.

Just listen to a voice in the crowd exclaimed: "Colorful eyes, with two flesh wings, I seem to have heard such an image, it is said, well ... like a zombie king."

As soon as the sound came out, the crowd suddenly exploded.

The Zombie King?How can it be, even if it includes the dead Hou Qing, among the five zombie kings, I have never heard of anyone such an image."

"Yes, it must be someone else's mess, how can there be a zombie king we have never heard of."

“But if it wasn’t for the zombie king, why would he be so horrible to kill three generations of masters like killing chickens?”

“...”

Obviously, everyone was scared by the three words of the zombie king.

When I heard that Jiang Yuan was the zombie king, everyone's first reaction was not to believe it.

However, Jiang Yuan's strong performance is to tell them that this is likely to be true.

After all, even the second generation of strong people can not do Jiang Yuan so terrible.

What they think, Jiang Yuan is not interested at all.

Now, in his mind, there was only one thought, and that was to suck, and that was to suck.

He could clearly feel that as he absorbed more and more blood, the almost unhealable scars in his own body, brought by the river of time, were destroyed a little bit.

The fewer scars on the body, the stronger the strength that Jiang Yuan can play out, and the faster the blood-sucking.

Later, the screams were almost all about to be mixed up, and that was how desolate and how deplorable it was.

Listen to the screams of those cultivators before they die, and feel that they are about to get high/tide.

Over the years, they have all been shouted and killed by cultivators, why have they ever seen so many cultivators fall like wheat?

Now seeing so many practitioners die at Jiang Yuan's hands, they feel that the breath in their chests that has been suppressed for thousands of years has been released at once.

"What a beautiful sound, can die in the hands of Jiang Yuan Yuanzu, they are honored!"

All the zombies suddenly had a perverted smile on their faces.