Chapter 48

Zhang Mu's mood became clear in an instant. With the work efficiency of xuetenglian's increasing horsepower, he soon broke through the encirclement of thousands of zombies and came to the end.

However, Zhang Mu has just tasted the sweetness. How can he give up.

He smiled at the corners of his mouth, then stopped, and behind him was a vast army of zombies. Although many zombies have been killed on the way over, it is only a few hundred in one direction after all. Compared with the overall number of huge zombies, it is only one tenth.

Zhang Mu slowly turned around with a blood vine lotus and looked at the zombie team that was about to flow to him. He didn't panic at all, and his eyes were still a little excited.

When the stench on the zombie was about to approach his position, Zhang Mu began to secrete a large amount of adrenaline. With his violent drink, he released the blood vine lotus defense cover in one direction.

Just now, the number of zombies that could be killed was still small. Zhang Mu was not satisfied, so he deliberately doubled the number of zombies.

At this time, the number of zombies that can squeeze in front of Zhang Mu has reached as many as eight, which means that Zhang Mu's blood vine lotus has to separate the most powerful eight to face the threatening zombies, and the loss of energy has further increased.

But Zhang Mu doesn't feel bad at all, because he has calculated the number of blood vine lotus kills compared with the yuan crystal consumed. It's really a big number, so there's no need to calculate this little loss.

Every second, eight blood vine Lotus can take the lives of at least ten zombies, just like a crazy harvester, and start a round of bloody harvest again.

Moreover, with more and more energy absorbed from Yuanjing and more and more blood absorbed from zombies, some visible changes are slowly taking place in xuetenglian.

Like the eight vines in charge of opening up the road in front of him, Zhang Mu could obviously feel that their strength was a little stronger, and the speed of pumping and falling was gradually raised.

Because most of the energy it extracted from the yuan crystal in Zhang Mu's hand or the blood of the zombie is used in loss, but a small part is silently absorbed by itself to strengthen itself.

Once the cardinality reaches a certain level, the energy of this small part is also very considerable.

Yuan Rui, who was far away in the air, was already numb. When Zhang Mu was squeezed to death for the first time, she hurriedly patted the Obsidian to help Zhang Mu. Obsidian looked indifferent at that time. Its instinct told itself that Zhang Mu's blood vine lotus was definitely a terrible existence, so it was not very worried about Zhang Mu's safety, which was the reason why it was so presumptuous and attracted so many zombies. After all, if something really happens to Zhang Mu, the Obsidian who hands over his blood brand will not come to a good end.

But Yuanrui didn't know and couldn't communicate with the obsidian. Seeing it shaking its head, she thought it didn't dare to save Zhang Mu. She almost jumped off the Obsidian's back armor to save Zhang Mu.

Fortunately, at that time, Zhang Mu's xuetenglian withstood the first wave of the most powerful pressure, and then began to fight back. Yuan Rui covered her mouth and exclaimed, watching the next thing happen.

I can't believe it from the beginning. For a long time, she has been indifferent to the great power of xuetenglian now. It seems that no matter what amazing action Zhang Mu can make, she will feel normal.

Just now, when Zhang Mu turned to meet him, the empty street behind him and the endless zombies in front were really stuck there, which shocked Yuanrui.

However, while Yuanrui was still thinking about Zhang Mu's momentum just now, Zhang Mu had been interspersed back and forth like a sharp knife in the zombie group.

The number of zombies is slowly decreasing. Under Zhang Mu's deliberate guidance, the remaining zombies leave the pile of corpses. Otherwise, the speed of zombies closing will slow down, which will affect his harvesting efficiency.

Yuanrui can clearly and intuitively see from the high altitude that the whole circle of zombies has shrunk from the original full of four streets to a street around Zhang Mu. The ground is full of zombies cleaned up by xuetenglian. Basically, they are dry bodies. They are thrown on the ground at will, so there is no tragedy of blood flowing into a river.

It seems that uncle will solve the battle soon, but he doesn't seem very tired. It's estimated that he can't help this time.

Yuan Rui was a little depressed and couldn't participate in the battle. She felt very bored after sitting for a long time.

At this time, the originally quiet Obsidian suddenly became restless, and the frequency of wing fluttering began to increase slowly. It seemed that it smelled something inexplicable.

Yuanrui thought Obsidian was as boring as herself, so she comforted, "you wait for uncle, he'll be ready soon, and we can go down to the street with him."

She stroked the Obsidian's back armor and comforted it with words.

However, the Obsidian didn't listen to Yuan Rui's words at all, but became more impatient. He began to fly up and down, and his head kept looking at the directions around him.

Suddenly, a shrill hiss came out of the Obsidian's mouth. Because Zhang Mu was too far away from it now, the Obsidian couldn't contact him with his heart at all, so he had to remind it in this way, and suddenly accelerated to rush past at the same time.

This scream awakened Zhang Mu, who was still immersed in the joy of fighting. He immediately understood the warning of obsidian.

My position is dangerous? But why is there no sense of crisis?

How is that possible?

Just when Zhang Mu was confused, a wave surged in the air, and suddenly a black shadow rushed out from Zhang Mu's front direction. Taking advantage of the gap in front of Zhang Mu, eight vines ran through a zombie body one after another. At this time, there was a chance to throw it out, but it hadn't come yet!

Someone?

What kind of evolutionist?

Zhang Mu saw the sudden appearance of the dark shadow, and only two questions flashed in his mind. However, there was no time for him to think more. The dark shadow passed through the barrier of xuetenglian with lightning speed and ran to Zhang Mu.

The cold and shining dagger in his hand has reached the distance of 30 cm in front of Zhang Mu. As long as another blink of an eye, Zhang Mu's head will be severely penetrated.

Situation, critical!

Zhang Mu is in danger.