C27 Single Pike of Great Desolation and Blood Crows

F * ck! I wouldn't have actually met a so-called zombie, would I? The chances of that happening were extremely high.

I've only seen it in movies. This time, he really met one. He really broke out in a cold sweat for himself.

For him to actually be able to face the zombie face to face in the Blood Crow diagram could be considered to be a "feast for the eyes". But then I have to fight my way out.

These desert zombies had bald heads, almost no hair, and dark and green complexions. It was obvious that they were from a long time ago. His eyes had almost dried up, leaving behind two terrifying large holes.

Some of the zombies seemed to have just died, with blood and pus flowing around their eyes, large white maggots started to crawl out one after another.

They were wrapping their long claws around me.

I covered my nose. These desert zombies were really too smelly. The stench almost made me faint. These zombies seemed to have been endowed with an idea. Although they didn't have eyes, I could clearly feel them staring at me as if they were prey, letting out a sharp laugh.

I have the Heavenly Crying in my hand, and a handful of the Heavenly Crying in my hand.

"Crap!" "Come on." I shouted at the zombies.

A few of the zombies were angry, and they charged at me, laughing and snarling, stretching out their long claws.

The Heavenly Crying passed by, not leaving a single claw behind. A few of the zombie's claws were cut off by me.

The green-purple corpse claw moved a few times on the ground, and then it stopped moving. The few zombies that had their claws chopped off by the Heavenly Crying didn't seem to feel any pain.

Two zombies quickly and agilely pressed down on my shoulder, and two zombies held down on my legs. As the zombies dispersed, I saw a young, rotten little zombie running towards me.

Unluckily, the little zombie was almost as tall as my crotch, and its mouth was level with my important area.

I don't know whether to laugh or cry at this discovery.

The little zombie seemed to have found its target, and it opened its mouth to bite it.

What was so special about this bite? I can't f * cking cut off all my descendants? How could he continue to be happy in the future?

This guy bites the left side and I twist right. He bites the right side and I dodge to the left. After a few rounds back and forth, I was lucky enough to avoid the attack.

"F * ck, I'm going to start a massacre." I roared, and in the next second, with a wave of my hand, the Heavenly Crying cut off the arm of the old zombie that was pressing down on my left shoulder. My left shoulder gained freedom, and my right shoulder was about to be bitten off by a tall zombie.

In the nick of time, the Heavenly Crying saved me once again. The zombie bit onto the edge of the Heavenly Crying's blade.

Pah pah pah …

All of the zombie's teeth had fallen out, and its lips were split open. However, it didn't feel any pain, and only laughed sinisterly. The laughter was sharp and piercing.

I used the Heavenly Crying to put some distance between us and pushed it away with my left hand.

After that, the Heavenly Crying lifted its hand and swung its blade, and the zombie that was holding onto my left leg rolled away. The eye-less eye was still looking at me, and its rotten lips were filled with maggots.

Flexible on my left leg, I pull up the zombie holding my right leg, its mouth already biting into my pant leg, dragging it a few meters away.

My anger rose, and I kicked it away. This time, I kicked its head away from the house. The zombie was rotten to the point that it did not need the Heavenly Crying anymore.

A few zombies were easily taken care of by my actions.

There was only this little zombie left. This desert zombie couldn't be left alive.

The Yutian Spear grew larger in my hand, and just right in time as I held it in my palm, locking onto that little zombie. With a light stroke, the Heavenly Crying finished the little zombie.

Just as I was about to leave, I saw a large group of Blood Crow s rushing towards the zombies that I had cut into pieces. The group of Blood Crow began to gnaw on the zombies crazily. These Blood Crow should also be called carrion crows. It should be a corrosive animal.

In < Legend of Xiangmo, Liu Sizi >, there was a message: "Han Dynasty, Liu Sizi Zhuang, is a self-appointed emperor and prefers simple nurturing of dry corpses of sand scavengers in order to protect against foreign invasion."

Liu Zhuang who had inherited the Han Dynasty had once received the guidance of a God. In the last year before his death, he had raised a Desert Zombie in a mysterious place, and those zombies fed off the flesh of their prisoners. Although they were raised in captivity for a year, their power was boundless. Ferocious.

And Liu Zhuang raised these to protect himself from invasion. At that time, the barbarian invasion had intensified, and the Northern Desert was the necessary path between the Han Dynasty and the barbarian race.

Therefore, the clever Liu Zhuang had secretly fed the Dry Corroded Zombies in the Northern Desert to prevent the barbarians from invading. Thus, after his death, he had allowed the descendants of the Liu family to continue feeding the zombies in order to protect the outer borders of his Darkhan Dynasty.

He once thought that a legend was a legend after all. If he hadn't seen it for himself, he would have found it hard to believe.

And I have no way of knowing about these Blood Crow.

He only knew that the legends about the Blood Crow began from the ancient times. Legend has it that there was a war between the Heaven Realm and the Earth Realm. Then came the victory of justice, led by Nu Wa of the Nine Heavens. But it also brought disaster to Earth. As a result, there was the legend of being able to heal the heavens.

The reason why half of the moon was missing was because, according to legend, Nuwa had taken the Five Stones from the moon to mend it, and that patch had been taken from the moon. Thus, the moon that had a spiritual nature got angry. It would always get angry in the following few days when it would take the stone, thus giving birth to the blood moon.

Afterwards, it was said that the God gave Liu Zhuang a secret map of the Nine Heavens Goddess Nuwa. I heard that there were three important secrets hidden in the painting. Liu Zhuang had comprehended one of the mysteries and established this gigantic and mysterious mausoleum.

And the evil diagrams that we encountered, we don't know if it has something to do with the mausoleum. Or perhaps it was another dimension beyond the mausoleum?

With many questions in mind, I set foot on the road in front of me.

The road was long and I was thirsty. The boundless desert didn't have a single drop of water, only sand that filled the skies.

My lips were cracked and dry to the point that I could no longer sweat, and if I did I would dry out and die.

He had just finished another big battle, and he had expended too much energy. However, the divine artifact in my hand didn't loosen up. Behind me, I didn't know when those Blood Crow had finished devouring the corpses, but they had already closed in on me. I have to be ready for battle.

There was not a single blade of grass in this desert, only withered trees.

If this goes on, I will die of thirst before those Blood Crow eat me.

With that thought in mind, I forced out two droplets of saliva with difficulty and rubbed my wrist. Then, I slashed at the Heavenly Crying. A person could only rely on themselves in this predicament, especially when they were separated from Saner and the others.

I can't fall! I can't!

It was said that men had to be a bit more ruthless towards themselves. I sucked a lot of my own blood. It's better to have blood than nothing. As long as there is liquid circulating in my body, I increase my chances of survival.

The pain was numbed by my numbness. I carried on with this nameless pain.

However, what he was worried about still happened.

I had only been walking for a few minutes when I heard the flapping of wings in the air, coming closer and closer. A bad premonition arose in his heart.

Turning around, I saw the Blood Crow rushing towards me.

He must have smelled the scent of blood. I ignored that.

Damn it! He would find something for himself to do.

Without the Genuine Qi in my body, I won't be able to get lucky. It was too tiring.

I hope the Heavenly Crying in my hands can chase away that group of Blood Crow.

My clothes were torn to shreds in the struggle against them.

As I was slowly losing all my strength and on the verge of despair, I saw a tall, cylindrical dune rising out of the desert. It seemed lonely and out of place.

Could it be the legendary ghost castle?