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Chapter 78: The Prisoned Zodiac 2 More](2/2)

The outermost ones are the walking corpses that have never even sucked blood.

It's not that he doesn't have enough strength, it's that he is too small and is really powerless.

Zombies worship the moon!

After a while, Wang Xiaohei came to the second floor.

He also recalled that after the spiritual power was born in his body, it seemed that he had never been exposed to the moonlight.

Seeing the zombies appear, Wang Xiaohei was not in a hurry to kill everyone. Instead, he rushed up to the tallest building in Tengteng Town.

Wang Xiaohei jumped down from above, and while the zombies were temporarily fighting against the spiritual blood, he grabbed Huang Zhengling's collar and ran towards the second floor.

Then, two more zombies jumped out and followed behind.

It’s okay to come, but there are so many zombies that their hands and feet were broken and captured, and it seems that they were imprisoned for a day?

Huang Zhengling, who was already waiting for death, God knows how desperate he was.

Not surprisingly, this zombie is the zombie king here.

Below, I saw a dozen zombies standing there respectfully.

However, his blood is not unlimited.

Of course, at this time, it is still no problem to climb onto the roof.

And is he like this now?

Soon, these zombies stopped in front of a two-story restaurant.

Suddenly, the zombie king stretched out his hands and pressed his right hand on Huang Zhengling's chest.

Unexpectedly, Taoist Master Huang Zhengling came here alone.

Now that he has spent so much, it actually makes him feel a little weak.

Now, someone has come to save him.

They are all gathered outside, densely packed.

The blood, like a goddess scattering flowers, caused a terrifying attack on the zombies below.

Wang Xiaohei could feel that the yin energy in this restaurant was the strongest.

Beside the Zombie King, there is a table.

The sound of breaking tiles was heard.

"Wow~~Okay!" Wang Xiaohei nodded.

"Okay." Although Huang Zhengling's body was still trembling, the word he said was sonorous and powerful.

Only the strongest zombie king can take action at this moment.

Although it was dark at the moment, Wang Xiaohei's eyes had been strengthened and he could already see at night.

Hei Zhan is indeed a Hei Zong, and he can actually fight against his own spiritual blood.

However, at this moment, a cloud came and blocked the moonlight.

Then, a zombie wearing Qing Dynasty clothes jumped out.

But there was no road leading to the roof, and Wang Xiaohei could not drag a living person like Huang Zhengling up to the roof.

With her left hand, she grabbed his head and turned it forward, exposing his neck.

"Ah!" A shout came out of his mouth.

However, it was this critical hit that made Huang Zhengling's spirit, which was on the verge of collapse, feel better.

"roar!"

The zombie kings discovered Wang Xiaohei who was rescuing people, and they all roared angrily.

He immediately rushed to the roof of the restaurant, and then pushed aside a tile. Suddenly, the scene inside the restaurant appeared in his eyes.

The corpse energy in his body was fighting against the spiritual blood in Wang Xiaohei's body.

The difference from before is that these two zombies are female zombies, and they are still wearing the costumes of the palace ladies of the Qing Dynasty.

The aura of these zombies is far superior to that of other zombies. Obviously, they are all black zombies.

Anyway, it's a death, it's better to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"But so what, I'm on the roof, can you save me?"

"Ouch, hurry up, come and save me, I'm going to fall." Huang Zhengling cried out in pain.

At this moment, Huang Zhengling has also lost the ability to move again.

Forcibly moving his hands and feet caused him so much pain that he almost fainted.

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