Guardian Chapter 145: Zombie Slaughter City

The land of Tanzhou.

The predominant Ji Gu Sect rebelled in a violent and vigorous rebellion.

Suddenly discovered that there were multiple enemies who had emerged from nowhere.

The Tanzhou Army and the Guards, which were against the enemy, turned into an army of corpse puppets that broke out of the ground.

How many people died in Tanzhou due to the rebellion.

There are so many corpse puppets at this time.

Even more than that.

In the older years.

There are many, many, many corpse puppet burial sites like the Wuliyuan Corpse Puppet Cemetery.

With the drastic changes in Dingcheng.

At this moment, the cemetery is "alive" at the same time.

The number and combat power of the Jigu Sect rebels and the corpse puppet army are not at the same level.

The jigoku country, which was like a child's play, fell apart in less than half a day.

The fool emperor went into the toilet and fell into the pit, and escaped unexpectedly.

It is said that stupid people have stupid blessings, and the fate of stupid emperors.

It's so magical.

It was the so-called Son Legion that dealt the fatal blow to Ji Gu Country.

The Saint Child Legion, which has been constrained by the elite of the Tanzhou Army, swaggered back to Feiyue Ridge under the eyes of the opponent and slaughtered Jigu Country.

The elites of the Tanzhou army turned a blind eye to help Dingcheng, and with the cooperation of the corpse puppet army, they easily broke through the gates guarded by the monsters and eliminated the invading monsters.

The corpse puppet enters the city, the ghosts haunt, grievances are everywhere, and the zombies are rampant.

Dingcheng is full of ghosts.

Cao Guangxiao in the Town Soul Institute was helpless.

First, deal with the weird corpse.

I haven't figured it out yet, yet I have to face the sudden appearance of the monster attack.

Thinking that the situation of the monsters invaded, it turned abruptly.

The army of corpse puppets enters the city, slaughtering the city recklessly regardless of the enemy and us.

The Tanzhou army, who was supposed to guard the city, cooperated with the puppets to arrest the people.

Cao Guangxiao probably figured out that the chaotic Tanzhou Rebellion, the biggest rebel army, is not someone else, it is the Tanzhou army.

He couldn't figure out why Chief Zhou had to oppose, and why he had to get entangled with the corpse puppet army.

Does it mean that the group of undead in the Eighteenth Prison has also reversed?

What's the situation with the violent zombie who was suppressed in the Eighteenth Prison?

Cao Guangxiao has no clue, and the current situation does not allow him to think too much.

He took his colleagues from the town soul center to fight the enemy with difficulty.

Fortunately, the most indispensable thing in Dingcheng at this time is the resentful soul, and the number of soul army is inexhaustible.

The soul ambassador of the soul town house had to retreat in the face of the corpse puppet army that was attacking in turn.

Cao Guangxiao led the people to start guerrilla fighting in the street, and then retreated. He couldn't attack the city gates for multiple rounds. He could only break into pieces, evade hunting, and hope that he could be dragged to the frontier army to help.

There is also Shan Yanwu, Tanzhou's chief ambassador who can't figure it out.

His mood went from shock to loss, to igniting hope, and then to incredible.

"You, it turned out to be you."

Shan Yanwu pointed to Zhou Bin with blood in his armor, a mouthful of old blood stuck in his heart.

"Why?"

Shan Yanwu looked around blankly.

In the entire Tanzhou officialdom, there are either Qin Daoist who wishfully wanted to be caught by a mantis and the oriole, or a rebel who followed Zhou Bin’s rebellion and stood on the same front as himself. Very few, even if Yes, it was also slaughtered by Zhou Bin.

"Why?" Zhou Bin took off his armor, dropped it to the ground, wiped the blood stains on his hands and smiled: "How can there be so many whys? Destiny is the solution, and the zombie clan is so simple."

Shan Yanwu was a little lost and muttered: "Are you guys behind the Jigu Sect's rebellion?"

Zhou Bin shook his head, rolled up his sleeves, and Jin Da Ma sat down to drink tea and rinse his mouth.

He gargled a few mouthfuls, spit out the tea on the ground, smacked the corners of his mouth and said: "For the sake of my colleagues for many years, I don't mind stroking you."

"The Jigoku Rebellion has nothing to do with me. The play they set off is a game in our opinion."

"But this game, this is what I want, we need them to attract Dashun's attention, and while the chaos is calm, I will not appear abrupt by deploying troops."

"More importantly, the Undead Army needs a large number of corpses. How to obtain a large amount of materials without causing the Dashun Dynasty's vigilance. Defying the Jigu Sect is the best cover."

"It’s just that the combat power of the Jigoku Sect is too weak. The dignified Tanzhou elite suppressed the miscellaneous fish, and it was a bit unreasonable. In order to demonstrate the Jigoku Sect’s combat power, we helped them to form a silver corpse. The mighty Son Legion for the Lord."

"In order to make the scene more realistic, we even really filled in a team of elites to build momentum for the Saint Son Army, creating the illusion that the Jigoku Sect rebels are powerful."

"With this illusion, whether the Tanzhou Army or the Guardian, fight against the Jigu Sect, the number of victory and defeat will not become a one-sided suppression. Then, the time of this rebellion will be infinitely lengthened. , It has become a matter of course."

"We need time and time to collect corpse refining materials. Simply put, the longer the battle in Tanzhou, the more people will die, and the better it will be for our plan."

"The monster clan had a kick in it. We had thought of it, and we made preparations early, but we didn’t expect that Daoist Qin, a fool, would jump out so early, disrupting my rhythm. Now we want to come. , It should be the anonymous report letter that night, which forced him to jump the wall in a hurry."

"He cleverly introduced the garrison team to sell corpses in the state army, and wanted to take the opportunity to attack the military commander's forces in Dingcheng. I preemptively took the initiative and pushed the Tongzhi out by the way."

"Oh, you may not know yet. In fact, Tongzhi is a spy of the monster race, and the guard is mine."

"Why?" Shan Yanwu had guessed 70% in his heart, but couldn't help but ask: "Who are you guys on earth?"

"Didn't you already guessed it." Zhou Bin knocked the tea bowl, and said slowly: "We are the great resurgent fighters of the Liewu Empire, and the supreme zombie clan."

"It's the undead." The abrupt voice interrupted Zhou Bin's words, and he said with dissatisfaction: "It's not fighting for the Liewu Empire, it's fighting for freedom."

"Hehe, it's all the same." Zhou Bin seemed to be a little afraid of the girl who was playing Shadow Blade casually behind him, and strengthened his tone: "Our purpose is the same."

"I understand." On the contrary, Shan Yanwu laughed as if he was released seriously, "The jailer and the prisoner of the Eighteenth Prison are mixed together."

"So, for so many years, the so-called undead have been acting, apparently detaining and guarding the remnants of the previous dynasty, but they are actually protecting them. In fact, the gods are also him, and the ghosts are also him."

"Just like the situation in Tanzhou, you are the rebel army, and you are also the Dashun army. You are just relying on the Jigu Sect to rebel and support the bandits."

San Yanwu showed sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and said with disdain: "After all, it's just a group of failed former remnants, hiding in the dark and dare not to be upright rats."

"The Rats are the Rats, even if you occupy Tanzhou, not to mention the Royal Master of Kyoto, even 300,000 frontiers will be enough to crush you."

"When did I say that I would occupy Tanzhou?" Zhou Bin clapped his hands, raised his knees, got up to Shan Yanwu's side, and pulled him up.

Zhou Bin smiled, straightened Zheng Shan Yanwu’s official gown, and looked back at it. Then he patted his shoulder with satisfaction and said: “Tanzhou parent official should have the appearance of a parent official. Yes, he is not afraid of danger, he knows he is dead, and he has a calm face, scholars, sometimes they are so stupid and cute."

"For the sake of being an official in the same city for many years, I ask you to see a good show."

Zhou Bin supports Shan Yanwu, as close as a friend he has not seen for many years, and enthusiasm to guide him.

This is the end of the matter. Shan Yanwu has already put life and death out of the question. The pros and cons are death, so why not die calmly.

He pushed Zhou Bin away, followed his official robes, and said loudly: "Disdain to be with the chaos and courtiers, get up and go."

Zhou Bin didn't think he was angry, but smiled and clapped.

"Bane." The girl who fell behind them not too far away gave Zhou Bin's back a white eye, and the voice was not too loud, just enough for the two of them to hear.

Zhou Binquan didn't hear him, and motioned to the officers and soldiers who cleaned the corpse in the government office to clear the way.

Shan Yanwu shook his cuffs and looked fearless, and raised his foot out of the palace.

On the road, the people of Dingcheng were pushed forward by the rebels mainly composed of Tanzhou army and corpse puppets.

In the team, there are also people who change corpses from time to time.

It was picked up by a corpse-backer and refined on the street.

The commotion of the corpse turned the people into panic.

The rebels stabbed with a spear, and the street was bloody.

Shan Yanwu saw his eyes cracking, staring at Zhou Bin, bleeding gums with hatred.

There are rebels chasing the people everywhere in Dingcheng. Countless rebel teams rushed to the city, crushing groups of ragged and crying people.

The people who are at a loss, like a flock, are driven forward in a daze.

"What are you going to do?" Shan Yanwu squeezed his fists, looking at the boundless people, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

Looking from a distance, there are several large-scale Jingguans in the city.

Those are the monster races who thought they would be able to secure the city.

Taoist Qin's head was inserted in the highest position with a spear, and his head stood out from the crowd, his eyes widened and round.

Zhou Bin looked indifferent and pushed Shan Yanwu on the back without giving him any explanation.

This soft hand almost pushed the absent-minded Shan Yanwu forward and fell to the ground.

He staggered and walked a few steps, and was shocked by the speed and scale of the gathering of people. The center of the city should have been overcrowded long ago, and the flow of people should have been blocked and stagnated.

Not only is the current flow of people not blocked, but as always, they are being urged to move forward.

Shan Yanwu's face turned pale suddenly, thinking of some kind of rumors in his heart.

He yelled "Beast", pushed away the rebels blocking the road, and stumbled forward.

The rebels lined up with knives and guns. Zhou Bin gave a light cough and waved his hand.

The rebels stepped aside, letting Shan Yanwu, who panicked, rushed forward.

Shan Yanwu was in a state of confusion, tripped under his feet, and slammed onto the slab of blood.

He crawled, trembling and climbing, his pale lips pushed away the rows of rebels.

Shan Yanwu whispered "Impossible, no, no" in his mouth, guessing some possibility, not wanting it to be true, and some eagerly wanting to verify whether it is true or not.

Complicated emotions, with a hopeful mood, rushed to the front of the team.

Shan Yanwu's footsteps are frozen in place.

He was a little afraid or unwilling to imagine what he saw before him.

Shan Yanwu froze for a few breaths, then fell to his knees and burst into tears.

He yelled, "Zhou Bin, you bastard", puffed out his heart and blood, and fainted to the ground.

In front of me is a huge molten pool of blood.

Four smelting lock links stand around the blood pool, originally used to suppress the remnants of the zombie family, and placed on the prison pillar at the bottom of the Eighteenth Prison.

It is rumored that the lowest level suppresses the dirty emperor consciousness.

That is the corpse roar and remnant soul.

The Zombie family moved the bottom of the Eighteenth Prison of the Underworld to Dingcheng in the Yangjian.

Shan Yanwu finally understood what Yuanying girl meant by saying "sacrifice to Tanzhou, the dirty emperor is not a reconstruction, but a welcoming return."

They sacrificed the whole city and even the whole Tanzhou people, and let the dead soul of the dead roar seize another "container" to create a zombie emperor as powerful as a dirty emperor.

No wonder Zhou Bin said that he did not want to occupy Tanzhou. There is a dirty emperor-like figure in Dashun, where the great ancestor did not come out. Why not worry about the gains and losses. The whole Dashun will not take long. I am afraid it will be controlled by the Zombie.

What about "containers"?

Who is a "container"?

Who is qualified to be the "container" of the corpse roar and the remnant soul.

Shan Yanwu didn't know, and didn't want to know.

A dizzy solution to all my worries.

The entire city who was crushed was pushed into the blood pool by the swords and swords of the rebels.

Purgatory on earth.

The common people fell into a pool of blood like dumplings, and the waves never rolled up one.

Crying, fear, resistance, pleading...To no avail, the numb rebels raised their swords and fell, and the people who did not want to fall into the pool of blood were all cut and killed.

The blood on the edge of the blood pool gurgled like a stream.

The sky of the city.

They were all dyed into the blood red of sauce purple.

The slaughter lasted for a long time, a long time...

The executioner changed batch after batch...

Until the tireless corpse puppet is replaced.

They cut the sword and rolled up, the elbow was dislocated, and there was no pain at all, the hand raised the knife and the hand raised the knife, the hand raised the knife and the hand fell...

Until the 200,000 people in Dingcheng became the souls of the blood pool.

This huge pool of blood purgatory has not yet been filled.

Endless corpses were transported into the city again, various counties in Tanzhou were occupied by corpse puppets, and local refugees were slaughtered on the spot.

The living people far away walk too slowly, and the dead will not slow down the progress.

A batch of batches of dead people were dumped into the blood pool like trash.

The color of the blood pool changed, and there was a rolling wave.

The waves, the heads are rolling, the endless resentment is imprisoned in the blood pool, making a silent roar.

This resentful soul is denser than the yellow spring water.

"Not enough, almost."

Behind Zhou Bin, the figure of Granny Li in Luwei Town flashed out.

She looked like a woman whose firewood was not prosperous, glanced at the color of the blood pool, and gave the order to "add firewood".

First, a huge number of zombie zombies were thrown into the blood pool by themselves.

Next came a line of iron and bronze corpses, jumping in without hesitation.

Tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of fills.

Thick blood bubbles have opened up in the blood pool.

The sound of blood bubbles that are too thick to dissolve explodes.

The whole blood pool is like boiled syrup, waiting to adjust the temperature to condense the essence.

Over time.

The blood pool has changed again.

A blood plasma figure of a dirty emperor slowly congealed like a fountain surging.

This plasma figure, in the middle of the cheekbones, is condensing a cloud of light and shadow.

This is the remnant of the corpse roar after being cleansed by the blood sacrifice.

Can recreate a treasure as powerful as a dirty emperor.

Grandma Li looked at the brighter and brighter light and shadow, and a smile gradually opened up at the corner of her mouth.

She opened her arms and bowed her head to the light and shadow.

Grandma Li was obsessed with her eyes and shouted up to the sky.

"Whoever unlocks the Destiny Stone, who is the container carrying the Destiny, will receive the immortal inheritance, please return the dirty emperor."