C55 (1/2)

Gulu...

Urgent, concentrated sounds of breaking water continuously rang out.

Fang Zishu held the high-focused flashlight and leaned it against the stairs, looking at the countless dead bodies that were of different sizes. They were all moving like fish leaping over a dragon gate, gathering towards him.

The army of zombies was in an uproar, making the already black water flow even more murky and unpredictable.

”Bring it on!”

Fang Zishu mumbled to himself.

Strangely, the moment he cut his finger and bled, Fang Zishu's heart was filled with despair and uneasiness.

For a moment, even Fang Zishu could imagine the scene of him being ripped apart by a myriad of claws.

However, when he saw the group of zombie soldiers charging towards him, all the fear in his heart disappeared in an instant. At this moment, there was no longer any fear in his heart, and there was no fear in his eyes either.

He only wanted to have a good fight with these things.

As for the exact result, he didn't care about it at all.

Although the backpack was separated by a waterproof bag, it was still filled with black water when he opened it. Something like the yellow paper or the inkpot that couldn't prevent water had no effect after being penetrated by the black water.

Apart from these things, a compass and a bristle rope woven with pig's hair would not be of much use here. After eliminating all the magic tools and items that he could not use, Fang Zishu discovered that the only items he could use now were the Golden-Striped Red Copper Coin Sword and the Fang Clan's unique blood clot.

Strangely, although the clot was formed from the blood essence of all the almighty elders of the Fang family, it was still an odd thing to say.

However, in the end, it was still within the realm of blood.

Logically speaking, in the face of water flow, especially this corrosive black water, the clot should soften into blood and melt. However, the surface of this blood clot seemed to have a seal on it, which could block off the corrosive black water!

Fang Zishu took a small clot of blood, and with his own blood, he melted it first, then smeared it on the gold-threaded red-threaded copper coin sword. Under the effect of the blood clot, the Gold Threaded Copper Sword actually emitted bursts of white light in the black water, illuminating everything within twenty to thirty feet of it into day.

The moment the red thread copper coin sword appeared, Fang Zishu's mouth never stopped moving. ”I will go up again in the Three Purities and teach me how to exorcise evil spirits,” he said.

After the first few sentences were finished, Fang Zhisu's eyes suddenly glowed with a bright light. At this moment, his voice became even louder, ”Climb the mountain and crack the rocks, and then wear the seal.” Wearing a flower cap, the foot of the kaiju, left side six armor, right side six. In front is the Yellow God, in the back is the Overseer. ”

The more Fang Zhushu spoke, the more excited he became, and the faster his movements became. ”God Tier, kill! If you don't avoid tyrants, then first kill evil spirits, and then cut down the night light! What kind of God wouldn't be able to subdue you? How dare you!” The edict! ”

As soon as the word 'royal' fell, the red thread copper coin sword held in Fang Zi's hand swung horizontally.

Immediately, the ten zombie claws that were rushing forward seemed to have suffered a huge blow.

They all came back.

Even the calm black water seemed to be shocked by this energy and immediately began to churn up waves.

The magic that Fang Zishu had cast was the 'Ghost Extermination Curse', passed down from the ancestors of the southeastern clans.

This spell had a lot of destructive power against ghostly creatures.

The army of zombies in front of him was innately yin.