When Zhang Xing came to the zombies who fell to the ground to take a look, he couldn't stop.
There was only a pile of tattered clothes on the ground, and people were gone.
Not many people can escape from Tuo under the lock of his divine thoughts.
Unless you have mastered space magic, or have holy artifacts in your hand.
Zhang Xing prefers the second one.
He unfolded the divine thought, centered on it, and started searching in a radial shape.
A few seconds later, bubbles bubbled up in the lake more than 2,000 meters away.
Something is moving in the water.
There were skulls and warcrafts flying over the lake.
Zhang Xing's divine thought locked the lake and sneered in his heart.
The undead saint is clever, hiding in the lake, waiting for his troops to pass by.
However, his divine thought did not search for people and found no fish in the lake.
But the feeling at that moment made him conclude that the Falun Dafa was there.
That's right! This undead saint received the holy treasures and ghost cloaks left by the dark people.
It is difficult for humans below the Samsung War Saint to find him wearing a ghost cape.
He was surprised that the young man by the lake seemed to be aware of his existence.
Dare not disturb the potential lake.
But he wasn't scared, but rather excited.
This closeness is a good time to start.
Caught this young man and turned him into his own slave, then his secret will no longer be a secret!
Quietly released the shadowless poison.
Wait for Zhang Xing to be poisoned.
But where does he know that Zhang Xing has been scattered as slaves, and he already knows the dozens of shadowless poisons they have mastered quite thoroughly.
"Humph!"
I feel a lot of gray (color) unknown elements in the air.
If it were other saints, it would surely be considered a tide from the lake.
But Zhang Xing's disdainful snoring hummed, but there was nothing unusual in his face.
Ten seconds later, Zhang Xing's body started to shake.
A joy in the Sacred Heart of the Undead.
Seeing Zhang Xing's eyes bewildered and looking drowsy, he knew he was poisoned.
After waiting for another half a minute, Zhang Xing had collapsed on the ground and was working hard to open his eyes, as if he didn't want to let himself fall asleep.
"quack!"
A duck-like laughter came from the lake.
The undead Sage showed a shadow (body sh n), flashed, and came to Zhang Xing (body sh n).
Looking down: "Young man, you feel (very ting) sensitive, I can be seen by you wearing a ghost cape, admire and admire!"
"But soon you will become my slave, and your high-level undead army will serve me."
"Quack! It's a dark god's eyes. Just before we were desperate, we brought you to my eyes!"
"Soon you will tell your master all the secrets ..."
"What do you want to know?"
The fainting undead Fasheng was suddenly interrupted.
He (body sh n) was stiff, his face (color) was dull.
Suddenly (exposure) in the eyes (shadow).
"you you......"
I saw Zhang Xing opened his eyes for a while.
There is no trace of confusion in his eyes.
Clear and bright.
There is also a ridiculous satire on the face (love).
The undead Fasheng immediately realized that he had been taken.
"escape!"
There was only one thought in his mind.
(身 sh n) The body was hidden in the ghost's cloak for a moment, and jumped into the air.
Levitate plus (body sh n), immediately go away.
But his face (color) changes again in the next second!
He felt like he had jumped into the quagmire of ten thousand years, not to mention being far away, even struggling to move.
"This is ... the field space?"
"This is your field?"
"No! Impossible! You cannot reach the realm of the fourth step!"
Undead Sage screamed!
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