The golden light flashed several times in a row. Zheng Jingren's face, who had been upgraded, had a less childishness and a more majestic appearance. The Xuanjin Nine Dragon Coat in his hand was automatically worn on his body. A twelve-drawn crown on his head turned into a golden ring on his head, and his long black hair flew up. The face with a beautiful face now had a more domineering attitude as if it were the only one.

The fat man looked around and saw that it was OK. This Mira's ultimate Jade Emperor's Art is indeed a good thing. It made a fake lady who was almost regarded as a beauty by her brother suddenly become domineering. In addition, this outfit is the Nine Five Supreme in the whole drama.

"What are your cultivation levels? How many levels have you improved? How many levels have you practiced to the Zixiao Talisman Truth Word"? The fat man looked at Zheng Jingren's confident eyes and asked curiously.

"Uncle Fat, I am currently at the middle level of foundation building. The Zixiao Talisman Truth Cultivation has reached the second level. Now I can use the Talisman to summon the Yellow Turban Powerful Mantra, or use the Talisman to bless the Yellow Turban Powerful Mantra to my own body." Zheng Jingren said excitedly with gratitude.

"Let's go, we have to go back and deal with the fifth-level zombie and those hair zombies as soon as possible, otherwise Fengtian will be in danger." When the fat man heard that he was in the middle stage of foundation building, he felt very calm and pulled Zheng Jingren to use the earth escape talisman.

A golden light flashed, and the figures of the fat man emerged from the ground. The sound of gunfire at the outer ring of Fengtian was endless, and the army was still fighting without disintegrating. The fat man felt relieved and said to Zheng Jingren, "I will take a step first." As soon as I opened my mouth, a purple light spurted out from my mouth. The light flashed in the air, turning into a big sword, and around the fat man, the fat man rose up, with the big sword in front and the fat man behind, rushing towards the outer ring like a star chasing the moon in the air.

Is this the flying sword? What a wonderful feeling. The fat man used the flying sword in the air, shooting forward like a meteor. The oncoming cold wind was blocked by a thin layer of air shield. The fat man thought, and the sword energy in his body urged violently. A stream of light flashed out of the sword in front of him. The fat man's flying speed suddenly increased to the extreme. A ray of light flashed, and the person had disappeared in the sky.

At this time, the battle situation at the outer ring of Fengtian was extremely fierce. Feitian Yasha was so crazy that in just a short period of time after the fat man disappeared from the ground, he slaughtered seventy or eighty members of the supernatural army. The commander of the 93rd Army Liu Yishou had long been inspired to retreat, but the battle situation was intertwined and chaos was a mess. Now there was no way to retreat. There were zombies everywhere outside. You have to retreat, and you had to bite the bullet and direct your subordinates to attack these zombies here.

Four reinforcement regiments have been added to the forefront. After a while, the soldiers who had just joined were killed by a large number of Mao Zombies who rushed over. Liu Yishou shouted in the megaphone: "Where is the 545th regiment, come on me, you can't let the zombies tear open the hole and block it for me. If the zombies rushed in, we will be all done. Come on me." Under Liu Yishou's order, another regiment of more than a thousand people quickly rushed towards these Mao Zombies with weapons.

Niu Xing is an ordinary warrior. He did not awaken any supernatural powers when the end of the world came, so he had to practice the Five Elements of Heaven and Earth honestly. Fortunately, the army had sufficient crystal cores for them to absorb every day. In just half a month, he practiced to the state of acquired great perfection. However, facing these zombies, with his strength, there was no way to do anything. The above issued an order to hold his position. He had to desperately drive the firepower of the micro-submachine gun in his hand to the maximum, constantly venting the bullets onto the rushing zombies. He jumped a few corpses and rushed a few steps, and fell one by one under the firepower net composed of him and other comrades.

While they were shooting and killing the jumping corpse with all their might, several zombies jumped out from the side, and several zombies flew to them, reaching out to tear the zombies next to them into two halves. Niu Xing was not afraid, and there was no need to be afraid. There were enough people who died today. Niu Xing looked at Mao Zhan who was rushing towards him, and his subordinates kept hitting the bullets on Mao Zhan. Niu Xing knew that he would soon go on the road with these comrades who died. Mao Zhan rushed over, stretched out his long fluffy arms towards Niu Xing, and grabbed them with sharp claws. Niu Xing knew that as long as the other party grabbed him and tore both sides hard, he would turn into two bloody corpses like his comrades just now, and were thrown to the ground by Mao Zhan.

Niu Xing looked at the rushing Mao Zombie. Under the threat of death, his pupils shrank to the smallest. He sighed secretly, "It's over, my parents, I'm here!" He is ready to accept the fate of death.

Seeing that Mao Zha was about to touch Niu Xing's shoulder, a long laugh came from the far air: "Walking on the sword and riding the wind, I will be happy and free in the world. If there is wine, I will be happy without wine. I will drink all the rivers and drink the sun and the moon, and I will be drunk thousands of cups. I will only be drunk. Hahahaha." A stream of light flashed, and a fat man with a look of appearance appeared in the air. A golden light shot out from the fat man, turned down below, and returned to the fat man, turning into a huge sword, and stayed at the fat man's feet.

Niu Xing only felt that the zombie on the opposite side tremble. Before he could react to something, the hairy zombies on the opposite side had turned into two halves and fell to the ground obliquely. It turned out that the fat man had taken action.

The fat man stood in the air, feeling the extremely solid feeling of the sword under his feet, and said to himself: "Well, by the way, is this called flying with a sword?" The fat man used the sword for the first time, and was relieved and happy, he chanted the catchphrase of the Shushan Sword Immortal who was watching on TV. He did not call himself a wine sword fairy, but the old man in the system called him the Pig Sword Immortal in the fat man's mind. The fat man disdained to tease the old man in the system. How could you understand the coolness of your brother?

After killing more than a dozen hairy zombies, the fat man reacted. He came to find the Feitian Yasha to take revenge. By the way, the Feitian Yasha. The fat man looked around and found the trace of the Yasha above a trench in front. This guy was flying back and forth in the low altitude, killing military abilities everywhere.

The fat man thought, and the big sword surrounded the fat man and flew towards the yaksha. The yaksha was carrying a psychic man to kill him. The fat man had already arrived in front of it quickly. The fat man shook his sword and used his strength to activate his strength. The sword energy in his body was circulating, and he slapped the flying yaksha to the ground with his sword spine.

The fat man quickly rose into the air, holding a big sword in his hand, looking at the yaksha that was fluttering around on the ground with a funny look, and laughed, "It's great, I'll collect some interest first." Zheng Jingren also rushed to the scene at this time, and the fat man shouted at him, "Brother Zheng, let me deal with this yaksha. You can deal with those slaughter. The speed is faster, the army can no longer hold it." After shouting, the fat man quietly looked at the flying yaksha who struggled and flew into the air, and secretly thought in his heart how to repair this yaksha.

Retrieve the cowardly anger you suffered in front of you.

After Zheng Jingren received the fat man's order, he did not dare to be negligent and stood firm in the air. The immortal flag in his left hand spread in the wind. A golden talisman had already appeared in the right hand. Zheng Jingren threw the talisman into the air in the air. The talisman immediately shot into the air like a sharp sword. Zheng Jingren's right hand formed a sword pointer, and pointed to the talisman in the air, and said freely: "The gods wandered around the world and did not seek the world and did not surpass the holy state. What is the illusion of the void?

Many points to break through the constant world without traces. The laws of heaven are impermanent, the earth is wandering without traces, the sky is clear and the earth is spiritual, and the order is followed by the talisman. A little chaos, the energy of heaven and earth transforms into the universe, two points of yin and yang, and draw the track of heaven to know the fate, three points of sun, moon, stars, three lights, positioning the number of stars, four points of ghosts and gods, and breeding through my magic. The law is born from the void and transformed." The mysterious gold nine dragon robe on the body dances with the wind, the clothes flutter, and the long hair tied with golden rings flies in the wind. The army soldiers below are stunned and think they are in a dream.

As Zheng Jingren recited with all his strength, the golden light emitted by the talisman in the air became more and more powerful, and the whole world suddenly dimmed, and the starlight in the sky was dotted, as if it was night. With the last shout of Zi Zhenzhen's word "Change", a golden light shot from the stars in the sky, and a strong man in yellow robe appeared from the sky, about two feet high, white clouds rose under his feet, a pair of arms naked, and his hands were winding, with a powerful force. He bowed slightly to Zheng Jingren in the air, and his voice was as thunderous as thunder: "See the Emperor."

Zheng Jingren waved forward with his right sword point: "The Yellow Turban Powerful Man obeyed the orders and quickly killed these fourth-level hair slaughter to return the peace of the world. The divine weapon was as fast as the law." The Powerful Man lowered his head slightly: "Receive the order"! He turned around and rushed down towards the hair slaughter below.

The Yellow Turban Powerful Man is a second-class soldier in the heavenly realm, but he is a bull. One punch, and the hair zombies are broken and bloody, and they are inactive. When an unknown boxing technique is used, it is like a gust of wind rushing into the group of hair zombies. As the fists are swept, the hair zombies are killed one after another.

The Feitian Yasha here is in a miserable state. The fat man just suffered a great loss and his anger was even better vented. Just like playing a gopher game, the Yasha pounced on the sky, and the fat man slapped back to the ground with his sword spine. After repeated repetition, the Yasha was tormented by the yaksha, which was tormented by tears, and he wanted to live and die.
Chapter completed!