"Thud, thud, thud..."
The ground shook.
Five or six enormous figures suddenly leaped out of the zombie horde.
Their skin was dry and cracked all over, grayish-brown like old tree bark, and their limbs were too thick to look human.
Every step crushed the ordinary zombies beneath their feet into pulp.
Withered Wood Zombies.
Zhang Bihuang fired a beam of holy light, striking the lead Withered Wood Zombie in the chest.
It left only a shallow, scorched mark?
The giant was knocked back half a step. It swayed, then continued pressing forward as though nothing had happened.
"That defense..." Zhang Bihuang's expression changed.
The five or six Withered Wood Zombies held the front like massive moving shields.
All the other fragile zombies huddled behind them.
In formation, they steadily advanced toward the convoy's position.
With every step, the deadly encirclement tightened.
Boom!
Liu Hong turned and blasted one of the Withered Wood Zombies with an air cannon.
Had it hit?
Everyone looked over expectantly.
All they heard was...
With a muffled bang, the giant and a cluster of zombies behind it were blasted backward, knocking down a whole swath.
Yet only moments later, the Withered Wood Zombie struggled back to its feet. Its chest was caved in, but its movements were completely unaffected.
"Yang Yong!" Liu Hong's voice tightened.
Yang Yong had seen it too. He turned to Mang Dabiao. "Dabiao, go. It's your turn."
"All right." Mang Dabiao did not hesitate.
He opened his snake mouth and spat out something the size of a toothpick.
It swelled in the wind. In the blink of an eye, a forty-meter-long Evil-Slaying Blade appeared.
Had the blade changed?
Its blade was a deep, dark black, with eerie green sinister flames flowing over its surface. The flames were as thick as liquid, making