Emperor of Death

Chapter 667 Battleship
Yechen and the others stood in the middle of the cave and looked at the front with ease. Dong Nanqiu and the others led a group of masters to fight a zombie desperately.

It was a zombie of the barbarian tribe, its body was imprisoned like steel, and it possessed strange power.

This is a zombie in the early days of the Emperor Wuhuang, holding a big axe, every time he strikes, it will cause great danger to Dong Nanqiu and others.

Half of Dongnanqiu's people used their defensive weapons to resist the attack of the barbarian zombies, while the other half used long-range attacks to attack the barbarian tribe.

The little fat man exclaimed in surprise: "The strength of this barbarian bull clan is so strong, how come it gives me the feeling that it is stronger than the Martial Emperor of Mosa Zong you killed."

Ye Chen said softly, "Because this barbarian bull is cultivating physical strength."

flesh?

"The strength of those muscular men in the God of War Empire?" the little fat man exclaimed.

Yechen nodded: "Yes, the bull clan has two systems of power, one is the power of the earth, and the other is the physical body. Everyone says that the bone dragon and the death knight are the top zombies in the death empire. , In fact, there are two kinds of existence, and they are no less powerful than bone dragons and death knights."

The little fat man pointed to the front and said, "You mean, these zombies who have cultivated physical strength?" Huang Xinruan and Song Jia behind him also pricked up their ears. This was the first time they had heard such remarks.

Yechen nodded silently and said: "You have to know that the strength of the physical body will be preserved even after death. After a martial king master who has cultivated the physical strength falls, even if he becomes a zombie for the first time, it will be very terrifying, enough to cause huge damage. It is also because of this that warrior zombies in the God of War Empire are so rare. After the death of general warrior kings and above, their bones will be preserved by their descendants, and they will not be buried. In addition, they do not have enough death power , so the possibility of forming a zombie is very small.”

After a pause, Yechen continued: "Actually, to me, it doesn't matter whether I become a zombie or not. If I really have a good body, I can light the fire of my soul by myself. If the talent is not enough, then it will be extinguished." The fire of the soul is rekindled."

Yechen's little skull was made by Yechen from a very ordinary white bone.

Of course, a corpse at the level of King Wu is still not enough for Ye Chen to worry about.

The fighting in front gradually came to an end, and the zombies of the Barbarian tribe finally fell under the opponent's attack. Dong Nanqiu hurried forward and took the big ax of the zombies of the Barbarian tribe into their hands. The loot on the body.In the end, even the corpse was collected by someone.

Yechen shook his head and sneered endlessly. It is self-evident what will happen to a group of mobs without a unified command.

Dong Nanqiu and the others walked to the end of the cave, then looked ahead with shocked expressions.

The little fat man exclaimed from behind: "They seem to have found something good."

"Go!" Yechen said.

"This is?" Standing at the corner, the little fat man was also stunned. In front of him, a huge cave appeared. The upper part was ordinary mudstone, but the lower part was a layer of hard metal, made of metal. The ground was sloped, forming a steep slope ahead.

There is a huge open space in front of it. On the open space, there are corpses lying here and there. They are all the corpses of the bull tribe. The eyes of these corpses are glowing red. It is obvious that they are a group of zombies. They feel that someone has invaded. , want to get up and fight.

Farther away, there is a room made of metal. The door of the room is open, and there is darkness inside, and even the stairs behind the door can be seen.

Yechen said in a deep voice: "This is a battleship. In front of where we are standing now is the deck of the battleship. Tsk tsk, the deck is hundreds of meters wide. It is really shocking. What's even more shocking is that it seems to have been beaten by a master." The palm hit the ground, the bow of the ship was inserted into the ground, and the people on the battleship were shocked to death. After countless years of terrain evolution, a mountain was formed here, burying the tragedy of the battleship and the soldiers. into this mountain."

The little fat man exclaimed: "These are all alien races. What kind of people are so powerful that they can kill such a big treasure ship with one palm."

Meng Xinqi said: "It's better not to delve into the history of the Star Sea Battlefield. Even the scholars from the major empires haven't figured out why. We came here to gain benefits. You don't care how they died. , if they don't die here, there is no benefit for us."

"Yeah!" The little fat man kept nodding, "Anyway, it's a foreign race, so it doesn't hurt to die. Hey, Yechen, your eyeballs are motionless, what are you thinking about?"

The corners of Yechen's mouth slowly turned up, and he said softly: "Didn't you find a huge treasure?"

"Where is it, where is it?" The little fat man widened his eyes, searching for Yechen's so-called treasure.

Yechen smiled and said: "Let's go, let's kill zombies too, don't let the cannon fodder die too much, it will be useful later."

As Dong Nanqiu and the others entered, the zombies on the deck stood up. The corpses were wearing heavy black armor and holding a big axe, and then fiercely faced Dong Nanqiu and the others.

"Not good, there are so many Martial Kings." Dong Nanqiu exclaimed.

With a sullen face, Yan Zong yelled sharply: "I can't retreat, don't forget, we joined forces because we knew the danger. This place has not been discovered before, so there must be something good."

Yan Zong stepped forward, holding a shield in front of a Wuwang barbarian bull. The barbarian's big ax slammed down fiercely. The huge counter-shock force almost split his tiger's mouth, and his mind was shocked.
"Kill!" Yan Zong's bravery intensified the people behind, and each of the Wu kings rushed forward viciously, joining forces to stand with the bull tribe.

A huge ax slashed fiercely, flying Yan Zong under the shield, and then stepped into the gap with his huge body. Swept out fiercely.

This moment was too fast, from Yan Zong being swept away to the barbarian bull clan entering, it happened in the blink of an eye.

With a strong silver light, the huge ax slashed fiercely at the chest of a middle-aged Martial King, split his body in two, and the internal organs in his body hung on a comrade in arms beside him.

"Emperor Wu, this is Emperor Wu, take a step back!" Dong Nanqiu sternly shouted.

Under the siege of many Wuwang barbarians, there was another Wuhuang, which made everyone feel a strong crisis.

Behind Dong Nanqiu, a voice said calmly: "No need, I'll deal with him."

A silver gun was thrown out, and it landed on the waist of Emperor Wu's barbarian bull, flying him away. Then, Yechen turned his head and said indifferently: "Aren't you releasing the dead creatures, are you courting death?"

(End of this chapter)