I have a sword in my head

Hearing the explanation, Fang Haotian held the newly shaped thunderstorm gun and looked out from the windowsill according to the instructions.

A hundred miles away, the sky was suddenly dark.

Fang Haotian frowned.

He saw a group of flying zombies. These zombies are different from the turtle shells seen before, but a human zombie with flesh wings!

They have different faces, long teeth and claws.

The appearance of them at this time moved and panicked everyone in the city.

Fang Haotian looked at the gun in his hand and smiled coldly. He didn't know how powerful the thunderstorm gun was?

He smiled with expectation in his eyes.

Following the alignment on the barrel, Fang Haotian aimed at a flying zombie in the front, then put the barrel flat and aimed at the enemy.

Infuse the aura, and a rude energy will be quickly accumulated.

"Bang!"

When he pulled the trigger, there was a dull noise. Fang Haotian frowned and found that his shoulder was hit by a gun. Unexpectedly, it was a little off angle.

However, the power of thunderstorm gun is still the focus of Fang Haotian's attention.

Therefore, he ignored the recoil force.

The moment his eyes touched the scene, Fang Haotian grinned.

The flying zombie he aimed at before was not killed, but another unlucky ghost not far from him.

At the moment of being shot by a thunderstorm, the destructive energy from the thunder pierced his body, purified his dirty breath, turned into toner and floated in the air.

"Good, good." Fang Haotian shook his gun and handed it to Yanshi house. Then he bent his fingers and shot it. The urban agglomeration near Wuwang city was rustling, dark clouds were dense and thunder was rolling.

The silver snake shone in the air and cut through the darkness.

"Die!"

Fang Haotian opened his mouth and followed his words. The sky was shrouded in thunder. In the blink of an eye, the flying zombies had turned into ashes and scattered everywhere.

"Can you make shells except thunderstorm guns?" Fang Haotian looked at the people who had recovered their peace and asked Yanshi house in a good mood.

Yanshi house inserted the thunderstorm gun into his body and said emphatically, "this manufacturing method of using weapons can not only be used on the thunderstorm gun, but also a heavy gun can be transformed."

"After the transformation, the power of the heavy artillery will be expanded by about three or five times. Moreover, it is a thunder heavy artillery. A shell can instantly burn the flying zombies within a hundred meters."

Fang Haotian nodded. He had seen the power of this weapon, but could time be fast?

Now Gu Tianzong has been away for two months, and he is still passive defense here. The really powerful enemy is still in the field, but he can only sit in distress. It's really unpleasant.

Therefore, how to quickly clean up everything is what Fang Haotian has been thinking about.

During this period of time, Fang Haotian mastered the formation rules of thunder and stars, and the rest is just a trail. It's not a worry.

And whenever he wants to go further, he finds that he has been imprisoned by time and can't take more time to understand, which leads to the eternal achievement and the future!

Taking a deep breath, Fang Haotian pressed down his impetuous mood and asked, "how long does it take you to prepare?"

This is already the case. Since Fang Haotian met him, he must not stand idly by, and the combat power formed by this side of the world can still be used by himself.

Once you go out, you can even complete an easy war to destroy the country, so that you can have more time to deal with the demon clan.

To this end, Fang Haotian decided that no matter how much it cost, we must hold the zombies, let the people here get a qualitative leap, and complete a myth that the general public defeats evil!

"It won't take too long, sir. In only three days, we can arm more than 1000 people. The next manufacturing speed will only double. Don't worry about us at all!"

"But we need adults to allocate all the materials to us, because next, it will be a race against time. My subordinates don't want to fail because of insufficient supply!"

If Yanshi house is neither humble nor arrogant, let Fang Haotian nod. He turned and patted Yanshi house on the shoulder and smiled.

The goblin who once knelt on the ground to beg for mercy is gone, and there is only one who is neither humble nor arrogant, adheres to his original heart, receives a few times, and is indomitable!

He is a guy with perseverance!

Also at this time, Fang Haotian saw the thunderstorm gun almost as high as him behind Yanshi house and wanted to laugh.

After all, Fang Haotian is the first time to see such a sense of conflict.

"Go and finish your dream as soon as possible!"

Fang Haotian cheered him up again and made Yanshi house retreat very excited.

He left with his head held high because he was no longer a goblin. Now the goblin family was integrated by him. Since then, he changed his name to Yanshi family, took the family as his surname, and began to expand the way of life of the people.

More and more goblins joined the Yanshi family and raised their heads to be human.

This is a matter of benefiting future generations, and these will be completed by their generation!

No matter how difficult and difficult it is, he will truly realize racial independence!

"Hmm..." ling'er looked at Yanshi house and said with a little worry: "brother Haotian, don't you care about him? His body is different from the past. Everything we do now seems to be overdrawing our body's potential! "

Fang Haotian was silent when he heard the speech. He didn't know the current physical condition of Yanshi house. This way of overdraft potential is also the choice of Yanshi house. The only thing Fang Haotian can do is give him a panacea and tell him how to cultivate himself.

But these are symptoms rather than root causes. Only stopping the overdraft of potential is the best way.

"His choice! Let him choose. "

Fang Haotian rubbed ling'er's head and melon seeds, and said softly, "let's go. It's full of crisis near Wuwang city now!"

"The emergence of some flying zombies turned out to be silent. We must find out how they came from!"

Fang Haotian looked at the people outside the window. Seeing that they had lost their previous worries and sorrows, he immediately laughed.

The people who have recovered their peace and quiet can see no danger outside the high wall, as if they were living in a paradise.

"This is what a peaceful and prosperous age should look like. Unfortunately, some people are always deceiving themselves. It seems peaceful, so that they can't see the real crisis outside."

It's the same everywhere!

The last sentence quietly sighed in his heart, because it was Fang Haotian's inner thought. Naturally, he wouldn't say it to a girl who didn't know the world.

But he didn't know that his melancholy look deeply attracted the spirit who was gnawing at meat and bones.

How handsome!

How charming!

After a moment of silence, Fang Haotian took the girl's slender catkin, jumped out and quickly left Wuwang city.

Once out of Wuwang City, Fang Haotian quickly found the last place to stop along with the carbon powder floating on the ground.

Just then, Fang Haotian frowned, touched the toner on the ground, stared at the purple light lingering on his fingertips, and there was a disgusting smell in it.

The soul perception expanded. Fang Haotian stood up and held the girl's catkin, moving slowly along the breath.

Because there was no dragon soul, Fang Haotian's soul perception was suppressed by the world and could only be spread three or five miles away.

But that's enough. Relying on Fang Haotian's strength is enough to deal with any raid.

After walking all the way, Fang Haotian and Fang linger have been walking all day from sunrise to jade wheel hanging high.

"Brother Haotian, haven't you been there yet?" Fang ling'er was a little impatient. After walking all the way, he was thirsty and hungry. He couldn't see any creatures on the road. He didn't say that there was no river. I really didn't know where these zombies came from.

Fang Haotian shook his head and said helplessly, "along with the breath, it's getting thinner and thinner. You can hardly feel much here."

"Walking forward should be the destination."

"I believe it won't take long!"

Fang Haotian said that in fact, he was not sure about himself. He would go to his destination next.

It's just that it's hard to walk around with a hungry girl in the wilderness!

Although creatures like monsters have almost died, the wild animals that escaped from the river of emptiness are still wandering in the stars. In order to find food, they will not easily let go of any ducks that reach their mouths.

So Fang Haotian can only take her along the breath to look for it first. If he can't find it, he can go back to King Wu City directly.

For linger, the safest place is Wuwang city.

"Oh." Fang linger was bitter with a smiling face and let Fang Haotian walk some way.

Climbing up a hill, there is nothing here except weeds one person tall.

"Brother Haotian, let's have a rest!"

Fang linger tooted her small mouth and shook Fang Haotian's left arm.

At this time, Fang Haotian is also very helpless. Can't he really find out where these flying zombies come from?

He had never seen the existence of these zombies before, which was definitely later.

Is this evolution?

Or is it already there?

Fang Hao couldn't figure it out.

That's why I came here to find the answer, but why can't I find it?

I have to give up, or the girl will quarrel herself to death.

Showing his teeth, Fang Haotian was still a little unwilling after all.

He raised his feet and was about to leave. Suddenly, a strange sound came from all around.

In the silent wilderness, it looked very treacherous and dense, and there was a tearing cry.

It was a human cry that could be heard even though it sounded distorted and subtle.

What's under the hills?

Fang Haotian raised his hand to stop the coquettish girl and stared at the other side of the hill.

They kept silent, held their breath and walked forward step by step.

Gently lift away the tall weeds, Fang Haotian sticks out his head and looks at the source of the sound under the hill.

Eyes touch, but no figure exists.

But why do you seem to hear people wailing?

Did you hear it wrong?

It's impossible!

I am a Creator!

There must be something here!