Apocalyptic God and Demon Record

Seeing the Bronze Buddha and others leaving, all the superpowers in the conference room immediately followed.

Are you kidding? There are ten tons of explosives buried under their feet. Although it stands to reason that if they were not forced to a dead end, the people of the Yancheng Self-Rescue Association would not risk the risk of landslides and detonate the explosives. But the problem is The person who detonated the detonator was a madman. In this case, no matter how brave they were, they would not dare to stay here longer.

"Taoist Master, is what you just said true?"

In the process of leaving, a person with super powers couldn't help but asked the middle-aged Taoist: "Don't let the people of the Yancheng Self-Rescue Association get the treasure if the guardians on this mountain are not so strong, then our efforts will be in vain this time." Busy work."

"Haha, the old Taoist came here for the treasure just like everyone else, so how could he be willing to return empty-handed."

The middle-aged Taoist smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, everyone, unless so many of us go up the mountain together, we won't be able to get such a treasure just by relying on the capabilities of the Yancheng Self-Rescue Association."

"What if there is an accident?"

Hearing the words of the middle-aged Taoist, the scarred man with ten rings and a dozen men had slightly cold eyes: "Who else knows if you are in the same group as the people from the Yancheng Self-Rescue Association? What if you are dragging them? manage?"

"Oh, you are such a long-winded brother. If you say they can't take it, they can't take it. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Before the middle-aged Taoist could reply, the holy lady rolled her eyes at him impatiently: "Do you have no ears or a head?"

"How do you talk like a stinky bitch?"

Hearing what the holy aunt said, one of the scarred man's superpowers suddenly became angry and couldn't help shouting: "I'm warning you to apologize to our boss quickly...otherwise, uh, uh..."

But before the man finished speaking, he started struggling with his hands on his neck, as if he couldn't breathe, and his face slowly became red.

"If you don't know how to speak, don't speak. The tongue is superfluous, so just go ahead and get rid of it."

At the same time, although the saint aunt still had a smile on her face, her eyes gradually became colder.

"puff!"

As the saint's voice fell, the person with the supernatural power who had been attacked suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and something fell to the ground among the blood, which turned out to be a severed tongue!

What's even more terrifying is that there are still some tiny insects biting the tongue.

He quickly finished chewing the tongue, drilled several small holes in the ground, and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was stunned!

The holy aunt of the Miao village, what a cruel method, what a weird poisonous insect!

"I'm in a good mood today, so I won't take his life."

The words were interrupted in the blink of an eye, but the holy aunt seemed not to care at all. She smiled and said to the scarred face: "Don't think that you are very powerful with a dozen rubbish. If you really mess with me, I will kill them in a minute. Can you believe it?" La?"

Having said this, Saint Aunt turned her attention to Huang Shang and Feng Feng again, winked at them, and said with a smile: "You guys are still interesting, I have time to play."

Afterwards, the holy aunt took her men and found a place to stay amidst the horrified eyes of everyone.

Of course, the people who originally lived there must have been driven away.

"Damn bitch!"

After the holy aunt left, the scar-faced man dared to gnash his teeth and curse: "Sooner or later, I will make you look good."

But he scolded in a very low voice, as if he was afraid that the holy aunt would hear him. In fact, he didn't want to scold him, he was just messing around on the road, and it was a bit embarrassing not to say harsh words after suffering a loss.

"I advise you not to do this. You can't mess with the Holy Aunt... If I had known she would come, I might not have come this time."

Hearing Scarface's words, the Taoist priest shook his head, then took out a small bottle from his pocket, poured a medicine and handed it over: "Take it and give it to your men to eat. This is a healing medicine made by the Taoist himself. It should be Helps.”

"Thank you, Taoist Priest."

Anyway, it was not for him to eat, and the Scarface was not afraid of poison, so he gave it directly to his subordinates.

The man's tongue was bitten off by an insect at the moment, and he seemed to have been poisoned by some poison. Although it was not fatal, it hindered the healing of his wounds. He was bleeding profusely and he was about to collapse. If he continues like this, he will be crippled even if he doesn't die.

So at this moment, the subordinate was also acting as a doctor, and stuffed the pill directly into his mouth.

Regardless of the Taoist priest's own strength, his pills were really effective. Not long after the man took the pills, the blood in his mouth stopped. Although his tongue could not regenerate, he was destined to be mute for the rest of his life. But his life was finally saved.

After seeing the magic of the Taoist priest's pills, many people looked at the Taoist priest differently.

You know, it's just like you need to bring a wet nurse to play a dungeon in a game. Now they are about to go up the mountain to grab the treasure. No one knows whether they will be injured. At this time, they have to establish a good relationship with the Taoist priest who has this magical little pill. This is equivalent to an extra layer of security for them.

So soon the Taoist priest was sought after by everyone. Only Huang Shang and others and the lone swordsman carrying a big sword did not go over to join in the fun.

Huang Shang and the others didn't go there because Huang Shang's power of life was far better than that small pill in healing wounds, and it was precisely because of this that they paid special attention to the lone swordsman.

This guy is definitely not simple!

On the other side, since it was confirmed from the Taoist Priest and the Holy Aunt that the Yancheng Self-Rescue Society would not be able to take the treasures on the mountain, these survivors were not in a hurry to go up the mountain. Later, under the arrangements of the Yancheng Self-Rescue Association, these people were divided into several groups and lived in different places.

Among them, the saint aunt and others occupied one place, the Taoist priest and others occupied one place, and Huang Shang and others and the lone swordsman each occupied another place.

Those who occupy a place alone, such as Huang Shang and others, Shenggu and others, and the lone swordsman are absolutely sure of their own strength and are not afraid of being attacked by others, while the remaining people adopt a group approach, with the Taoist priest Lived together for the core.

In this way, this Taoist priest became the core of these people with just a pill.

But whether this was due to coincidence or whether it was all part of the Taoist priest's design, only the Taoist priest himself knew everything.

However, the group of superpowers who were at the foot of Shouyue Mountain who wanted to seize the treasure on the mountain, as well as the people of the Yancheng Self-Rescue Association, did not notice that at this moment, there was already an undercurrent in Yancheng, an unprecedented wave. The crisis is approaching.

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"Have all the people been put up on the mountain?"

Somewhere in Yancheng, a figure covered in black robes was sitting on a hill made of blood-stained bones, speaking condescendingly to dozens of voices "down the hill" and asked in a deep voice.

His voice was very hoarse and unpleasant, as if his throat had been burned by something.

What's even weirder is that what's kneeling and lying under the hill of bones at this moment is actually a group of mutated zombies. These zombies are of various types. In addition to the huge, muscular tyrants and the slender and well-proportioned lickers, there are also some Strangely shaped, mutated zombies that Huang Shang and others have never seen before.

But this is not surprising. After all, there are so many zombies in Yancheng, and the probability of mutation will be much higher than that in ordinary cities, not to mention that it is also affected by other forces.

And this power comes from the people on this hill of bones.

Or to be more precise, he is not a human, but the only lord-level strongman in Yancheng, and he is also a zombie-level lord-level strongman!

It is precisely because of the influence of his power that so many mutant zombies appear at this moment!

What's strange is that these zombies seemed to have been hidden before, so Huang Shang and others found no trace of them when they traveled through Yancheng and arrived at Shouyue.

Otherwise, if all these mutated zombies come forward to stop them, there won't be that many superpowers who can successfully reach Shouyue.

Hiss!

Roar!

Gulu!

Upon hearing the zombie lord's words, the mutated zombies roared in low voices, as if in response to the zombie lord.

"Very good, continue. No matter how many people come, as long as they are good enough, let me put them on the mountain."

Hearing the responses from the mutated zombies, the zombie lord nodded with satisfaction: "There is a force on that mountain that I hate, and those humans are also somewhat powerful. If I rush up the mountain, I'm afraid I won't be able to take advantage. In that case , then simply let those humans kill each other first, and when the time comes, we will wipe them all out... By then, if we devour these humans and seize the treasure on the mountain, then the entire Yancheng and even the entire Hunan Province will be destroyed. This is my corpse emperor’s territory!”

"The snipe and the clam are fighting for the fisherman's profit? Oh, I can do this trick too!"

"I really want to know what the faces of those humans will be like when they find out that they have been tricked by a zombie!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Roar!

Hiss!

Gulu!

As the zombie lord who called himself the "Zombie King" let out bursts of hoarse laughter, the mutated zombies also roared. The laughter was mixed with various roars, like a doomsday magic song, which seemed extremely strange and ominous!