In the cage formed by the gray aura, the zombie stood obediently, but there was a deep murderous intention hidden in those dark eyes.

Through this layer of aura, Jiale and Qingqing looked at the zombies with some curiosity.

"Wow, this is a zombie..."

Jiale was amazed.

Qingqing asked curiously: "Have you never seen it before?"

"I've only seen the corpses that Master chased away, so they shouldn't be counted as zombies..."

Their masters, Taoist Priest Four Eyes and Master Ikkyu, were experienced in hundreds of battles and had killed countless demons.

But as their apprentices, the two of them had rarely seen such powerful people and monsters.

When Taoist Master Four Eyes goes out to work, he usually leaves his disciples behind to look after his family.

Qingqing, on the other hand, was Master Yixiu's recent disciple, so naturally she had never seen anything.

This zombie is probably the first one they have ever seen, something a little more powerful.

On the other side, Zhou Ming had a detailed conversation with Taoist Master Qianhe and asked about this zombie.

According to Master Qianhe, this zombie was originally located on the border.

Now that the feudal monarchy has been completely abolished, it does not mean that the group of people who once stood at the top of the pyramid have completely lost their power.

In border areas, because the sky is high and the emperor is far away, people have always supported their troops and respected themselves as their own local emperors.

The zombie right now is one.

Although the monarchy has been abolished and he is no longer a royal, the power he cultivated will not change. So even now that the dynasty has been overthrown, in a small area on the border, this zombie is still a powerful prince.

But some time ago, there was a sudden turmoil in that place. During the turmoil, the prince was bitten and died.

It was later discovered that the person who bit him was actually a zombie, and the corpse poison was released on him, causing him to show signs of transformation.

At that time, Taoist Master Qianhe was nearby, and the reputation of Maoshan Gate was still very loud.

Many of the prince's subordinates invited him over to suppress the prince's body, and then entrusted him to transport the prince's body back to the capital and bury it in the ancestral grave.

Specifically how the prince was bitten, let alone Taoist Master Qianhe, even the prince's subordinates are not very clear.

Zhou Ming called Minister Wu over again, but although this guy claimed to be the Minister, he was definitely not a big shot among the border forces.

Think about it carefully, if you were really a big shot, would you be sent to escort the zombies?

Even a cultivator like Taoist Master Qianhe is not completely confident about taking this trip, let alone an ordinary person.

In addition, as the leader of a force, when he dies, it is the period of emptiness of the power of the force.

As the prince's son, the little elder brother cannot let him leave at this time.

This time and again, within a few months, even if the little brother's journey goes smoothly, by the time he returns, all the power of the border forces will have fallen into the hands of others.

At that time, do we have to pray that they return the power to the younger brother?

Perhaps, this matter was a conspiracy from the beginning.

As for whether the prince's death was part of this conspiracy, that's not certain.

But no matter what, if he wanted to investigate the source of the anomaly, Zhou Ming had to go there.

Without further ado, Zhou Ming controlled the gray energy from the Five Thunder Transformation Hands with his backhand, completely melting the zombie.

"Guys, this zombie seems to be related to the anomaly I noticed, so I want him to go to the source of the zombie transformation. Here, I will say goodbye to you all."

Uncle Jiu hurriedly said: "Friend Daoist Li, this zombie is really strange, and its source must be extremely dangerous. In my opinion, why not let me report it to Maoshan first and ask the seniors from Maoshan to go with us?"

Among the four main streams of zombies, although the zombie genre can indeed produce zombies with extraordinary strength and even special abilities, the first condition is that the corpse transformed into a zombie is extraordinary.

The fire spirit body transforms into a corpse, and the zombies can breathe fire.

The water spirit body transforms into a corpse, and only zombies can control water.

This zombie is just an ordinary person. What makes him a little different is probably his royal status.

But at this time, let alone a frontier royal family, even a serious emperor would never be able to become so powerful after his corpse transformed, let alone possess the magical ability to resist lightning and escape from the earth.

To cultivate immortality, you must be reasonable!

The only thing that can make this zombie become so powerful is probably the unknown source.

Although Uncle Jiu didn't know about the main gods and monsters, he also knew that the source of creating such zombies that completely went against common sense was probably an extremely terrifying existence.

After spending so many days together, Uncle Jiu had already let go of his guard against Zhou Mingde, and now he really regarded him as a friend, so he said this.

Zhou Ming smiled when he heard this.

To be blunt, in terms of combat power in this world, let alone Maoshan, even if all the masters from famous sects such as Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain are included, they probably won't be able to participate in the next battle.

If we really go there, there will be no other use than standing around the edge and shouting six six six.

"Tao Zhang Lin, don't worry, I understand. This time, I just went to investigate. If the source is really terrifying and irresistible, I will naturally run away.

It's not good that there are more people going this time. If it's just me, it will be more convenient to escape."

Uncle Jiu thought about the scene that Zhou Ming had appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye during the battle just now, and he couldn't help but nodded.

Although I don't know what kind of spell it is, it is probably a powerful spell involving space in legends such as "shrinking the earth into an inch" and "magic foot power".

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu didn't say anything more.

"Then I wish fellow Daoist Li a happy journey!"

Zhou Ming clasped his fists, turned around and walked out of the bamboo house, disappearing without a trace in a gust of wind.

Although Zhou Mingfeng's escape speed has greatly improved compared to before, it still has not reached the speed of sound.

So after flying high into the sky, Zhou Ming summoned a golden roc and flew away.

The golden roc enters the clouds and absorbs the energy of the surrounding clouds. It not only surrounds the body with a layer of clouds to block itself, but also uses the energy of the clouds to replace Zhou Ming's energy, thereby reducing energy consumption.

Although Zhou Ming's energy is extremely sufficient, and the talisman and demon blood is completely full, considering that what he will face next is the anomaly released by the monster, he decided that he should be more serious and save a little energy.

Yes a little.

In the event of a battle, the energy saved at this time can at least release dozens more sword energy!

Frontier, on the prairie.

Under the chaotic situation in the country, not many people or forces were able to take care of this place, which caused the various forces on the grassland to usher in a period of barbaric growth and development.

But there is no doubt that the frontier royal families, who once occupied the orthodox and powerful position, had a huge advantage during this period.

On the grassland, they call him a prince, but he is actually the local emperor here.

That zombie was such a being when he was alive. The territory he occupied was not small at all. If placed inland, it would be comparable to half a province.

The 20,000 soldiers and horses under his command were his confidence.

It's a pity that there was a turmoil and zombies attacked, killing him directly.

Above the sky, the golden roc soars.

Zhou Ming lowered his head and looked down.

"It's strange, aren't there 20,000 soldiers and horses? How come we haven't seen a single cavalryman until now?"

Gu Tan

In such a chaotic era, neither identity nor status can guarantee power. Only by mastering the strength of soldiers and horses can we control power!

Regardless of whether the prince's many subordinates are conspiring to seize power or are truly loyal, as long as they want to hold power, they must have military strength.

On the other hand, if you find these troops, you will also find many of the prince's subordinates.

However, along the way, not to mention 20,000 soldiers and horses, a thousand soldiers and horses were not found!

Seeing the sunrise in the east, Zhou Ming felt that he should find another way.

In the distance, a yurt stands.

The golden roc stopped in mid-air. Zhou Ming rode the strong wind and flew below. He saw two old people and three eight or nine-year-old children making breakfast near the yurt.

Zhou Ming landed on the ground and asked them. Not to mention, although the two old men did not know where the army had gone, they felt that they had seen a cavalry team of more than 200 people heading east.

East?

Zhou Ming nodded and prepared to go there to have a look. Before leaving, he swept the yurt and asked, "Old man, where is your son?"

There are old and young in this family, but there is no young adult in the middle, which is obviously abnormal.

Sure enough, the old man sighed and said, "My son was forcibly conscripted into the army a few days ago."

conscription?

at this time?

Zhou Ming felt strange, but it was extremely important, so he flew into the sky and drove the golden roc to the east.

Heading eastward, although we still didn't see anything, there were indeed small teams heading towards the grassland.

Some of these teams numbered three to five hundred, while some only had more than a dozen people. They marched forward in a dusty and dusty way.
To be continued...