Ye Zhenghong and others did not move too fast. Most of the people in the team were mid-level mages, but the short man's partner was just an ordinary person who did not practice magic. However, after understanding, he learned that he was a member of the Weiju clan and the real leader of everyone.

There was no way for everyone to slow down. Although everyone had thought of using magic to help them rush, they thought that there might be countless undead lurking under their feet at this moment, so they had to give up. Magic energy is life for everyone.

Fortunately, their first stop, Yangyang Village, was not too far away. The first night everyone was away, was already close to their destination.

It is worth mentioning that when the short man took out the undead object called gray garlic with a serious face, Ye Zhenghong's eyes twitched. He had heard Lu Xintang introduce the ancient capital in detail, including the Weiju clan, of course he knew things that the undead didn't like. Of course, he also knew better the smell of this thing.

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"I would rather kill such a bad thing with the undead than eat it." Before Ye Zhenghong could speak, Mo Fan, who was standing beside him, first spit out the ash garlic he had eaten, and then expressed his determination with high momentum.

"Well, I think so too." Ye Zhenghong also responded. Anyway, he seemed to see that the number of some small-scale undead tombs was nothing to him, and it was difficult to even warm up.

"My Young Master Ye, don't be so mean! We know that you are honest and don't care about these things, and even the commander may not take it seriously. But can you consider us a little? Once your boss exerts his power and causes all the undead nearby to wake up, the corpse minister and the bone minister can call on countless undead troops to drown us." The short man said with a sad face.

He didn't react when Mo Fan refused, no wonder. In his opinion, Mo Fan was just a mid-level mage. No matter how strong he was, he was just a small fight. A few corpse generals appeared, and the Bone General might be surrendering.

It is naturally not a problem for several bone generals and corpse generals, which are both intermediate-level teams. But Ye Zhenghong is a high-level mage. Once there is a big noise, it will cause trouble to the corpse ministers and bone ministers. The number of undead alone will be enough to crush them. Perhaps Ye Zhenghong does not take the corpse ministers and bone ministers seriously, but these small and intermediate-level masters cannot withstand the siege.

"Uh... Is the commander so worthless now?" Ye Zhenghong and Mo Fan looked at each other, then slowly spoke.

Like when they joined hands with the ancient capital to train, they never encountered a real corpse minister or bone minister. Of course, the undead of the coffin maker definitely did not count. Why did they seem to be in charge of the streets now?

"Of course it was because of the appearance of Sha Yuan that the entire undead land seemed to have entered a new era recently. The undead bigwigs who stayed honestly in their tomb seemed to have enough homes. The appearance of Sha Yuan changed the "air" from the outside world, and they also took the opportunity to come out to breathe the fresh air." The short man explained seriously.

"Uh... OK, I'll eat!" Ye Zhenghong also thrust his face. To be honest, in his opinion, even if he had a big upset, he would have been the most likely to provoke a corpse minister. But he didn't know that the ancient capital is so serious now. No wonder the outer city wall has been more than twice as reinforced.

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However, when everyone came to the territory of Yangyang Village, they were really stunned. The village was gone. Everyone did not think about the place where the short men deceived them. Everyone was surrounded by the dead when they stayed outside at night. It was impossible for anyone to cheat themselves, right?

Moreover, the messy village fence in front of you can prove that there should be a village here not long ago.

"What's going on?"

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"It seems that I don't want us to have a good night this night. Without further ado, let's go directly to the next village, hoping not to be the same as before." Ye Meng'er said calmly at this time.

The effect of ash garlic is also time-limited. They cannot spend the night in the wild directly. Once the effect of ash garlic is over, they will be immediately discovered and fought by the wandering undead. In this way, it will be difficult to escape.

Ye Zhenghong just scanned the scene coldly. It was more appropriate to say that it was artificial rather than being attacked by the undead and causing the village to be destroyed. Although no ruins were left behind, the signs of being burned by the fire could not be hidden. The undead could not prevent fire, so it was only humans. Could anyone target the Weiju clan, or just Yangyang Village?

Several people, including Ye Menge's two followers, also searched the village, hoping to find some clues. But Ye Zhenghong did not follow them, but instead searched on a small high slope to scan the surroundings. Ye Menge saw this and asked.

"What did you find?"

"It's nothing..." Ye Zhenghong had nothing to say about this. He is just staying in the state of guessing. What happened to him was not something he could say based on guessing alone.

Ye Menge didn't force her, and she pulled away and walked to the other side.

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Because of insufficient reserves of ash garlic, everyone planned to use the undead to hide and use it to avoid the undead. Ye Zhenghong was the first to respond to this, and he didn't want to see even a little of this kind from the beginning.

Seeing this, everyone also showed that Yangyang Village was two days away from the next target Hua Village, and they had no choice but to do so. However, everyone was a little unifying, that is, to try to let Ye Zhenghong take action as much as possible.

The vibrations emitted by high-level magic were too great, but they were really worried that the entire army would be destroyed as soon as they fought.

Ye Zhenghong said it didn't matter, although he wanted to say that even if he didn't use high-level magic, he would kill corpse generals, and the bone generals were as simple as playing. This was already the case before going to Europe, and now he probably could even destroy the generals with bare hands.

Of course, everyone didn't just let Ye Zhenghong go without a big master. Once they encountered a big undead, they could not solve it in a short time, so they had to leave this job to Ye Zhenghong. What they fear most in this undead place is to be held in one place by the undead. After all, the undead can't be killed, and once they are dragged down, they can only attract constant sources of undead double-teams.

Fortunately, they were lucky in the second half of the night. They did not encounter any huge tombs of the undead. Occasionally, a few wandering undeads were quickly solved by them. Seeing that it was not far from dawn, God seemed to think that their group had good luck and raindrops fell.

And God seemed to feel that this was not enough. The rain was already as violent as a result of a short while, making people unable to help but curse the weather. Fortunately, there was a water-type mage like Ye Zhenghong in the team, so everyone would not be soaked in a miserable way by the heavy rain, but the effect of the gray garlic was completely eliminated by the heavy rain.

One by one, one with murderous intent, looked at everyone, and the undead seemed to have realized that there seemed to be a few spies among them. And the one with fine skin and tender flesh was their favorite rushing towards them wildly.

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To be continued
Chapter completed!