The cold wind howled, the moonlight was cold and serene, and there was a hint of seriousness on Cui Hao's face, because the heavy feeling from his body was becoming more and more intense. It was as if there really was something invisible entangling itself within him!
Ghost Twisting Body!
Looking at this scene, Cui Hao was extremely furious. Only he could be pestered by the spirit, could it be that this evil spirit was only interested in picking up the soft persimmon?
"Hmm? What was going on? Brother, why did I hear a scream just now? You must protect your little brother! "
Cui Hao's body shook, and immediately, miserable cries came out. For the summer, Liu Qingfeng did not care much, but Song Xiaohui was terrified, and anxiously grabbed onto Cui Hao's arm, his face full of smiles as he tried to curry favor with him.
His face was very calm, and Cui Hao laughed, "It's nothing. Just now, a few evil spirits were spying on us, causing my body to shake, scaring two of them to death, causing them to flee."
When these words were first heard, it gave off the feeling of bragging, but when matched with the miserable wails coming from the surroundings, it made one feel incomparably aghast. After a long while, Song Xiaohui finally gave a thumbs up and sighed with emotion, "Big Brother is mighty! Brother, I will follow you in the future! "Is this the legendary tiger's body shaking with a sense of majesty?"
Towards such open praises, Cui Hao could only smile faintly. If Song Xiaohui knew that he was the chosen one of the heavens, as long as his wings became fuller and his body trembled, what kind of feelings would he have?
Looking ahead, Xia Xia said in a deep voice, "Alright, the yin aura here is the most dense, I'm afraid there are more than just a few evil spirits. Let's go."
When they said these words, Xia Xia Mu and Liu Qingfeng also went through some simple equipment, they used the genuine Dao Eye technique, their eyes were faint, and could vaguely see some ghosts. Although it was not as casual and clear as Cui Hao's Penetrating Eye, they could still see some traces of Evil Spirits.
Thus, Song Xiaohui was protected by the three of them in the center and they continued to advance.
"Awoo, awoo, awoo, awoo …"
The four of them had not even walked more than a hundred meters when they heard a strange howl coming from the front, and then, peng, peng, peng, peng, the ground began to shake violently as a terrifying creature came jumping from the distance. This was a zombie that was dressed in ancient clothes, with a green face and fangs like a monster, and its claws were deep and its hands were straight up, emitting a strong stench of rotten flesh, making people feel nauseous.
"This... These were zombies! Quick, run! " Song Xiaohui cried out in shock.
Cui Hao and the other two did not move, because the three of them had a systematic understanding of zombies. The zombie in front of them had skin that had a bronze color, and this was the lowest level Zombie Beast. Bronze Zombie, Silver Armored Zombie, Gold Armored Zombie, Zombie King, these are some of the simpler divisions for zombies, the closer they are to the front, the stronger they become. If a Zombie King were to appear here, Cui Hao and the other two would not be able to stay calm, but escape immediately, because according to ancient records, a Zombie King was comparable to Peak of King Kong Realm, it was extremely rare and terrifying!
Waving his hand, Liu Qingfeng smiled at Song Xiaohui and said, "Brother Xiao Hui, there is no need to be afraid. It is just a Bronze Zombie, its strength is at most comparable to National Art Expert s of the lucidity, unable to withstand a single blow. Although a ghost like a zombie had a physical form, its intelligence was low. Moreover, its attacking method was very simple, and its speed was usually not fast either. For example, this Bronze Zombie in front of us, the three of us can handle by ourselves. Zombies' mingmen are all different. Usually, they are at the place where the corpse aura is the densest, so we have ways to identify them. For example, on the one in front of us, its mingmen is its chest! "
To this Bronze Zombie, Liu Qingfeng felt like he was being guided in teaching.
"Awoo, awoo, awoo, awoo …"
Although the Bronze Zombie had low intelligence, it could feel a sense of humiliation from Liu Qingfeng's casual pointers. As a result, it let out an angry roar, its legs suddenly kicked the ground, and with a swoosh, its entire body suddenly soared into the sky, its sharp claws shone with a cold light as it suddenly grabbed towards Liu Qingfeng. It was truly fast and anxious.
"You're courting death..."
"Rumble..."
Following Liu Qingfeng's kick, a stone the size of a washbasin suddenly flew into the air, tearing through the air as it let out a sharp scream, then suddenly smashed towards the Bronze Zombie. The kick was extremely fast and urgent. After a loud rumbling sound, in an instant, it had struck right into the Bronze Zombie's chest, causing its body to tremble violently. With a bang, its chest immediately burst open, and its body split into pieces, falling to the ground.
Its body was torn into pieces, so of course, this Bronze Zombie was dead beyond dead, and facing such a situation, it was as if Liu Qingfeng had flicked away an annoying mosquito. It was extremely casual and calm, but its posture made Song Xiaohui feel a sense of admiration and admiration. Too cool!
Liu Qingfeng was currently at the peak of the metaplasia, he was only a step away from Core Formation. For an expert of this level, forget about Bronze Zombie, even if a Silver Zombie appeared, he could still settle it, but it would probably take a bit of effort.
Maybe it was because the Bronze Zombie died too miserably and too quickly, causing the other zombies to feel a faint sense of fear. And because Cui Hao had already released his own Qi, the formless energy released out, to the ghost that billowed and surged, it was like a gigantic human flame, the lethality was too terrifying. Perhaps, their luck is really too good …
"The three of you have arrived. The ancestral hall is right in front of us." Pointing to the building in front of him, Song Xiaohui's face was slightly pale white, he did not have any tyrannical techniques, so he naturally felt somewhat guilty.
Hearing that, Cui Hao and the other two looked towards the Ancestral Temple, and upon seeing it clearly, a look of astonishment and solemness appeared on their faces.
This ancestral hall wasn't that big, but it seemed to have been through a long time and was extremely ancient. The long corridor and tiles all gave off an aura that seemed as if it had descended from time immemorial. It seemed as if they had just experienced a terrifying catastrophe. The ancestral hall was very run-down, and many parts of it had collapsed, making it seem even more dilapidated.