The situation after that was exactly as Ningxia expected. The zombies that came to attack were all kinds of strange, and one group became more powerful than the other. Not only are there zombie sergeants, but there are also zombie killers and zombie monks.
The expressions of these guys are also more flexible than the others, and they are neatly dressed. Except for their unusual appearance, they are no different from ordinary people. They also began to have some verbal conversations with Ningxia, and were no longer silent.
Although they were all words of ridicule and sarcasm that persuaded her to surrender, they were just like the cryptic words the villain released before his death. They were worthless and revealed his intelligence.
It was as if these zombies had known about her for a long time, biting behind her tacitly, as if they had received some order. She also vaguely felt the weirdness of her current situation from these strange situations, but she was helpless and could only walk around.
The zombie army that attacked also had some powerful guys, but Ningxia barely managed to deal with them. The danger was evident.
During the trip to Fengming City, Ningxia had risen from the humble seventh level of Qi training to the current ninth level. Although it is still not enough in front of the foundation building, it is enough to deal with monks at the Qi training level, even zombie monks with special spiritual powers.
In addition, zombies all have a common shortcoming, that is, the dead body and soul are somewhat inconsistent, and the gradually decaying limbs have lost most of their functions. Therefore, their movements must not be as flexible as normal people.
But even so, Ningxia was almost hit by those terrifying blue-black spiritual powers several times, and could only be more careful each time. Several times she almost sacrificed the Fire Formation Stone, but Ningxia held back. There was a voice in her mind telling her not to use this thing easily.
Not to mention, fighting is really the most direct and beneficial way to improve your cultivation. In just half a month of visiting the inheritance tower, Ningxia has reached the halfway point of the ninth level of Qi training. During this period, he stabilized his somewhat exaggerated spiritual energy foundation and became extremely solid in his cultivation.
Ning Xia got up from the ground, wiped the wound on her face that she had accidentally scratched while trying to avoid it, and made sure that the one on the opposite side was dead. She picked up the nine-section whip and wanted to continue on her way.
"If I were you, I wouldn't waste my efforts like this anymore." A faintly smiling voice came from a place not far away, with an air of liveliness that zombies generally lack.
Ningxia immediately became vigilant. I was wailing in my heart, isn't it? Another one came so quickly, and I didn't even have time to breathe. She felt that sooner or later she would be completely dragged to death by such a high-intensity wheel battle.
The blue figure hanging upside down on the tree nimbly avoided a fire attack and muttered dissatisfied: "Really, you rude guy, can't you just say something properly? He interrupts others so brutally. He's really not cute. children."
Ning Xia's hair stood on end as she stared warily at this uninvited guest who was different from any of the guys in front of her.
After one hit failed, Ning Xiaoxia did not immediately send out a second blow. She is only one person, and the other party doesn't know how many waves there are. Her spiritual energy is limited, and it will take time to restore her spiritual energy. She had to find the right moment.
The other party was leisurely hanging upside down in a big tree not far away from Ningxia, with his back to her, and he was swaying leisurely a few times. I don't know how he noticed Ning Xia's actions just now.
"Smart boy." The monk in blue, who had not received the next round of attacks, paused for a moment and said playfully. Ning Xia couldn't see his expression clearly.
Released his calves hanging from the branches, the monk in blue jumped down and landed gracefully.
Only then did Ning Xia see the other party's appearance clearly. There is no doubt that the other party is also a zombie, with atrophied muscle tissue, yellow skin and slightly bulging eyes. His appearance wasn't that scary, but not in Ningxia's eyes.
This is a zombie that is no different from ordinary people. The people who came to her before had more or less shortcomings. They were inferior to ordinary people, either without consciousness or slow in movement.
But except for the appearance, the one in front of me is almost an ordinary person. He has the same flexible limbs and sobriety as ordinary people. What's even more frightening is that the other party is a monk who has reached the level of foundation building, even though it was once.
Ningxia involuntarily took a big step back and increased its level of vigilance. Her soul is stronger than ordinary monks of the same level, and she can feel the approximate spiritual pressure of the other person. That's right, the other party has more power than her.
As if being amused by Ning Xia's actions, the monk in blue laughed happily: "What a funny little guy. I'm a little reluctant to kill you."
Ah, hey, I don't even know what your intentions are when you say that. The other party came here just to kill her.
Ningxia is now in a very critical situation. Not good.
——Replace immediately, come later——
Reborn jumped from the tree on top of Zina's head and watched Kazuko leave, "Zina, do you understand?" You can't keep up with her now, far from it, not with power but with will. However, you are right, Miss Kazuko, the stupid guy needs to be taught a lesson. Still too gentle.
"Zina, good morning! If you don't hurry up, you will be punished by the chairman." Yamamoto shouted to the silent boy from a distance in front, but was pushed away by the silver-haired boy next to him: "Good day, Juudaime." "Hey, baseball. Boy, you are not allowed to approach the Judaime without permission." "Well, don't mind." Zina looked at his friends who were playing around, his frown relaxed, he waved to them, and ran over. He also wants to become stronger and protect them earlier, dear friends.
Kazuko and Zina did not mention what happened that morning again, as if it had never happened.
"Really, where has everyone been? It's said to be a courage test, but why isn't there even a ghost?" The dark green curly haired boy scratched his head and saw that the mountain after getting off the car was right.
A cluster of sparkling green light appeared in the distance, floating in the air, extremely strange. The boy shouted excitedly, "Don't let me find you yet. You still want to scare me with this level of skills. I want you to see what real terror is."
-------I am the dividing line of the weekend------
"Wakko-chan went to visit relatives again. It's so boring." "What are you doing, reborn? Why did you hit me all of a sudden." The stick in the hand of the little baby in the black suit changed back to Len: "There is still time to be bored, you still have The 250 pages of exercises have not been completed." "Really." The boy touched his aching head and continued to complete the homework at hand.
Kazuko came to Kanagawa this time, firstly to see how her grandfather was recovering, and secondly to visit her grandma at the hotel who had taken her in a few years ago. Ah, without realizing it, I have made many new connections, and they are all very kind people. Kazuko stood in front of the old-fashioned hotel and sighed.
"Ms. Miyamoto, you are so polite. I'm really embarrassed."
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