The mutilated arm and the remaining bones.
Everything underneath indicates one thing. Someone is keeping zombies in captivity in this underground dungeon that is hundreds of meters long.
And the zombies here are different from ordinary zombies.
Zhang Hao noticed a very pure zombie aura on the corpse. He had only felt this aura on one person before, and that person was Wei Sihao.
Apart from Wei Sihao, he had never experienced such a strong zombie aura.
Zhang Hao even felt that in the whole world, only Wei Sihao had such a terrifying zombie aura.
And now he was slapped in the face.
Wei Sihao is not the only zombie who has pure zombie energy and is not afraid of the yang energy of heaven and earth.
It can even be further speculated that Wei Sihao is not the only one who has this method of refining zombies.
If the opponent can refine one, he can naturally refine two.
One Wei Sihao is enough to turn the world upside down. If a few more appear, won't the world be in chaos?
Zhang Hao thought dullly, and a flame suddenly appeared in his hand.
The energy of the earth's veins is originally a yin thing, but this flame is yang, and it is also mixed with the magical anger of a Buddhist master.
Zhang Hao took a deep breath and let the flames cover his body. Then he pushed gently, and the flames in front of him immediately burned the entire altar.
Among the bones on the altar, there is a lot of resentment remaining. These resentments linger on the altar, making it difficult to reincarnate and leave.
If someone else destroys the altar, the resentment in the altar will be aroused and he will be seriously injured.
However, the exercises Zhang Hao used were Buddhist magical powers, and this magical power was researched by General Qin.
Zhang Hao has experienced the value of General Qin many times.
As long as the general takes action, no matter what is in front of him, the crisis will be solved.
As Zhang Hao's flames continued to grow, the flames in front of him suddenly turned into a sky-high rage, burning away all the resentment.
As these auras dissipated, a special aura appeared on Zhang Hao's body.
This breath was mixed with a hint of relief and gratitude.
Before dying, these resentments finally felt Zhang Hao's kindness.
To them, Zhang Hao is not a vicious evildoer, but a godly man who helps them reincarnate.
Zhang Hao took a silent breath and breathed the air into his body.
But at this moment, a crack suddenly appeared on the stone wall next to it.
With two violent impacts, the stone door, which was more than 10,000 kilograms thick, suddenly opened, and a man walked out. Before he could see the situation around him clearly, he saw Zhang Hao at a glance.
"Good boy, you dare to use living people to make altars. You are unlucky when you meet the uncle today."
The man yelled, and with the power of an army, like a tiger coming out of the gate, he instantly pounced on Zhang Hao.
Zhang Hao was caught off guard and was hit hard by the opponent. He felt a terrifying force rushing towards him. If he hadn't had the general's Buddhist magical power to protect his body, he would have been seriously injured in one hit.
Since coming down the mountain, Zhang Hao has never suffered such a serious injury, nor has he seen such a terrifying enemy.
"I have no enmity with you, why did you attack me?"
Zhang Hao held a burst of flames in front of him and instantly condensed General Qin's general armor.
In the eyes of ordinary people, Buddhist armor is not actually good-looking, but instead exudes a hint of majesty and murderous intent.
This is not surprising, the person in charge of life and death in Buddhism is Arhat, and Arhat is a decisive person in killing, but he only understood the principle of killing to protect life, so he became the protector of Buddhism.
As soon as General Qin put on his armor, the strong man opposite him was startled. He was about to rush forward, but he stopped and ran back into the stone gate passage. He said in a dull voice:
"You kid, I didn't expect that you have some supernatural powers, and you actually know the methods of Buddhism!"
"You are a Buddhist."
Hearing him speak, Zhang Hao was slightly startled and said thoughtfully.
Anyone who can recognize Arhat's armor at a glance must be someone who is proficient in Buddhist techniques.
"Aren't you?"
The man snorted coldly, walked out of the cave cautiously, and stared at the armor on Zhang Hao's body, his face filled with envy.
"Brother, I didn't expect that at such a young age, you have mastered the Way of the Arhat, a magical power. This is a great magical power in Buddhism. Only those who have received Buddhist scriptures have a one in ten thousand chance of practicing it."
"Is it difficult to practice this magical power?"
Zhang Hao asked again, his heart couldn't help but move.
The Arhat armor he is wearing is the true legacy of General Qin.
Zhang Hao didn't know if this was General Qin's final level of cultivation, but when he developed this set of magical powers, General Qin should have been in his prime, and he was far from reaching the highest level of cultivation.
However, after hearing this, the strong man's eyes widened and he howled like a bison.
"It's hard. Are you kidding me? Is this a hard question?
Cultivating this magical power requires not only hard work and talent, but also opportunities. According to my master, no one has successfully cultivated this set of talents in 1,000 years. ”
As he spoke, the Buddhist aura on his body flashed through him, and he actually condensed a set of similar armor. However, after Zhang Hao observed it for a moment, he found that the armor he was wearing was extremely shabby.
Compared with the armor on his own body, the armor of the person in front of him is extremely shabby. Not only can it only protect some vital points, but it is also full of cracks in the pattern. It can be seen that he has not practiced well at first glance.
"Boy, what's your expression? Let me tell you, my strength is not weak. Among Buddhists, I am a genius that is rare to see in a hundred years!"
The strong man said unhappily, patting his armor, but he was worried that he had used too much force and would break the armor.
Seeing his cautious and face-saving expression, Zhang Hao couldn't help but laugh.
The misunderstanding between the two was resolved.
"Why are you here? How come I haven't seen you before?"
"Why are you here? Shouldn't I be the one asking this question?"
Zhang Hao patted his armor and said lightly.
In terms of identity and cultivation, I am a little better than this person, so I should naturally ask first. However, in the eyes of a strong man, he has a childish sense of competition.
"You kid, I just complimented you a few times, but you gasped! It doesn't matter, who told you to be younger than me, so I will be humble!"
The strong man waved his hand, too lazy to argue with Zhang Hao, and then said:
"The reason why I come here is because I discovered a few days ago that people are being secretly transported here.
You should know that too, right?
There are many human trafficking groups in the borderlands. I originally wanted to crack down on one or two and take the opportunity to find the mastermind behind them, but unexpectedly I stumbled into this place.
The underground palace in this mountain is very weird. Not only does it have the aura of zombies, but it also has a strange formation. Once you enter this place, you can't find a way to break it and it will be difficult to leave. ”
"Have you been trapped here for several days and haven't found an exit?" Zhang Hao suddenly asked, pointing to the ground beneath his feet.
"If you can't untie it from above, why don't you look at your feet?"
"What can I do under my feet? There are deep rocks in the ground. Is it possible that I can imitate a mouse digging a hole and make a bend to get out?"
The strong man said angrily, but as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Hao walked away gently, and the ground cracked, revealing a small dirt bag of nearly thirty centimeters.
The next moment, the earth bag exploded, revealing layers of water.
The water continued to fill the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it changed from a stream of water to a small spring.
Seeing this situation, the strong man suddenly widened his eyes and said in disbelief:
"There is an underground river here."
"Nonsense!"
Zhang Hao snorted coldly.
When setting up a formation, how could it be possible to set up a set of formations that were all dead ends?
When setting up a formation, one must set up a path to escape, because whether it is against the enemy or defending, one must try it first. If one does not set up a path to escape, it is tantamount to trapping oneself in it.
A formation that can trap oneself to death naturally cannot be taught to others.
The guy in front of him didn't look stupid. He was obviously a so-called once-in-a-hundred-year genius in Buddhism. I didn't expect him to be such a stupid guy. He didn't even know the common sense of point formation.
Zhang Hao, a halfway monk, could figure this out, but he couldn't figure it out.
Feeling Zhang Hao's ridicule, the strong man scratched his head and said with some embarrassment:
"Little brother, don't blame me for making a fuss, I really don't know.
In addition to marching and fighting, I have only studied Buddhism in my life. I have never studied much else in my life, which makes you laugh. ”
The strong man was obviously an honest man. He corrected his mistakes when he knew they were wrong, and in the blink of an eye he was back to his carefree look.
But when his words fell in Zhang Hao's ears, Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at him thoughtfully, but he couldn't help but feel a trace of doubt in his eyes.
What did this person just say, march and fight?
Isn't he from Middle Earth?
Although China and Turkey also have border conflicts and battles in special mission areas, they are nothing more than defensive operations and peacekeeping operations.
This kind of battle shouldn't require the help of monks like them, right?
On the battlefield of hot weapons, using magical means can certainly play the role of a special team, but it is of little use.
Although Zhang Hao also practices cultivation, in his opinion, their role is to eliminate resentment in the world.
Everyone has their own area of expertise, and their area of expertise is to resolve grievances and eradicate evil spirits.
Of course, thermal weapons can also be neutralized to a certain extent, but the efficiency is not directly proportional to the cost.
"Brother, you and I have joined forces to dismantle this harmful formation. What do you think?"
The man said carelessly, not noticing the doubtful look on Zhang Hao's face.
He sent out the invitation and immediately handed Zhang Hao a big stick. The smell of meat lingering on his clothes was actually a roasted beef leg.
A cow. It weighed at least several hundred kilograms, and a leg of beef weighed at least several dozen kilograms. This person actually ate only the skin and bones that covered the meat.
Zhang Hao had just eaten and was not hungry, so he directly rejected his kindness, but there was no problem in cooperating.
The two people can cooperate more efficiently and at the same time, they can predict certain dangers in advance and avoid some special situations.
The strong man didn't mind being disliked by Zhang Hao, so he ate beef and burped.
"Brother, you have never been hungry.
Let me tell you, starvation is inevitable when marching and fighting. Not to mention the leftovers from others, even fighting for food with dogs often happens. ”
The strong man spoke again and patted Zhang Hao's shoulder with the experience of someone who had experienced it.
Zhang Hao was even more confused.
Marching and fighting is indeed dangerous, but if you can't eat, is it too exaggerated?
It's not that Zhang Hao is looking at the war with a smile, but that China has developed for decades and has already become a world power. In terms of productivity alone, China is even number one in the world.
In particular, Middle-earth has experienced difficult times, so it has put a lot of effort into food supplies. There is no such team in the world that values food.
But now, the person in front of me first said that he was often at war, and then said that he had no food to eat. Isn't this inconsistent?
Zhang Hao thought of this and immediately said:
"You keep saying you are at war, where exactly are you fighting?"
As soon as Zhang Hao finished speaking, a gust of black wind suddenly came from the cave ahead.
The wind roared, and there was a strange and extremely stench in the air, which instantly hit their faces, turning their faces pale.
"Brother, if you have any questions, let's talk about it later. Let's deal with this zombie first!"
The strong man said coldly, his expression gradually becoming extremely serious.
Zhang Hao nodded. He very much agreed with the strong man's proposal.
The smell blowing from the depths of the cave is obviously the smell of zombies.
The most vulnerable time for a zombie is when it is just born. Otherwise, once it is revived, the underground Yin Qi and corrosive Qi in the body will gradually merge and it will become extremely powerful.
At that time, Zhang Hao will have to extract the energy of the earth veins, and even so, he may not be able to stop this zombie.
There is probably only one person in the world who can stop the zombies that have survived for thousands of years, and that is the person who inherited the cultivation base of General Qin and Prime Minister Zhao, Shadow.
But Shadow is still in Hidden Dragon Mountain at this time, dealing with the problem of people in the closed village. Even if he notices the abnormality here, he may not be able to get there.
"Such a strong earth evil spirit. Is this guy related to you? Isn't he your senior brother?"
The strong man walked in front, waving the iron rod in his hand constantly. When he turned around to resist the earth energy, he would occasionally tell a few jokes to adjust the atmosphere.
Although Zhang Hao's cultivation is strong, he is too young in the eyes of a strong man.
When young people encounter trouble, they will inevitably panic because of their lack of experience.
Telling a few jokes can not only relieve the tense atmosphere, but also add a bit of hope.
The more you fight, the more you have to relax mentally, otherwise you will only perform abnormally if you are mentally tense.
"If I had a senior brother like this, I would chop him to death first, and there would be no need for you to take action."
Zhang Hao couldn't help but feel warm knowing that he was caring about him, but he had a question again.
This person should indeed be a man marching and fighting, and not a big-headed fireman, but a general commanding the battle. (End of chapter)