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Chapter 1335 The power of the curse

Bang bang!

The zombie's hand was grabbed, and Ning Caichen hurriedly kicked her feet to resist. The zombie was as painful as if it was about to break when kicked by both legs, as if it was going to break. It was as painful as an ordinary person kicked it on the iron plate.

Ning Caichen blocked the attack of the zombies, but his body was hit hard by the recoil force on the road paved by the white jade.

There was a severe pain behind my back, and blood oozed out from the corner of my mouth.

Ning Caichen's brain was covered in mud, and he suspected that it was true, after all, the pain told him that it was true.

"Are you really having a dream?"

Ning Caichen knew clearly that it was definitely not sleepwalking in Sanxing Village, it was an illusion here.

But smelling the breath of death means that this group of zombies can take their own lives.

Ning Caichen rolled around quickly, dodged the zombies and rushed over, but was almost caught by the zombies several times.

I immediately thought that the most feared thing about zombies is thunder and lightning.

The true energy of the lightning attribute is infused on the peach wood sword and swings the sword to attack.

Countless zombies rushed over and kept swinging their swords to resist.

Zi LED really played a role, hitting the zombies, and the zombies became paralyzed and became more dull.

Ning Caichen smiled bitterly. If the soldiers were summoned to fight, the bodies of these zombies would be half-immortals, and the soldiers would be instantly exposed.

The peach wood sword shot out purple electric flowers, touching the zombies, and the zombies became more dull.

Being more sluggish is enough.

Ning Caichen jumped up, and the peach wood sword kept shooting purple lightning, hitting zombies one by one, and then rushed over on their heads.

There was a black fog in front of me, and I couldn't see the figure clearly.

Ning Caichen traveled over and his eyes lit up.

He showed a look of horror and was in the ruins.

In front of me was Baicao Garden, and I turned around and saw a stone tablet.

Before, the Xiaomulou Palace was on the stone tablet in front of me, and the woods were also on the stone tablet screen.

Below the stone tablet is a forest, followed by a small wooden building with many skeletons around it.

Behind the small wooden building is a luxurious palace, and there is a road at the entrance of the palace.

Ning Caichen knew that he had just entered the world of stone tablets.

The bones of Xiaomulou are the young talents who entered the dead.

The picture of the stone tablet seems to be described in blood, and it looks extremely gloomy and terrifying.

What a terrifying stone tablet, the stone tablet is a curse.

Ning Caichen felt that the stone tablet emitted a mysterious power, a very evil power, which spread throughout the Baicao Garden. If anyone uses the fairy grass and spiritual medicines from the Baicao Garden, he would be cursed.

There is power of space inside the stone tablet, and the illusion array inside is too terrifying.

Ning Caichen paid attention to watching the stone tablet, showing a look of horror.

It is not made of stone, but an unknown metal.

Ning Caichen waved his sword and slashed hard on the stone tablet.

Dingdang!

The hand seemed to be broken, and a recoil force of the peach wood sword almost dropped out of his hand, and a huge pain appeared on his arm.

Ning Caichen summoned the soldiers and opened the door to the small world space.

The soldier quickly excavated the stone tablet.

Blood seeped out of the stone tablet, as if crying, it was the blood and tears of the stone tablet.

Ning Caichen's hair was creepy, but his thoughts allowed the soldier to quickly dig out the stone tablet.

A huge stone tablet ten meters high and three meters high was dug out and quickly moved into the small world.

Ning Caichen knew that the stone tablet was not simple, so he let the small world refine the stone tablet with great power.

The small gourd flew to the stone tablet, which was suspended in the air and was constantly refined by Weili, emitting a stream of blood mist, and the small gourd absorbed the blood mist.

"Bastard, who have you provoked? Why do you have such a terrifying curse power?" A crisp and pleasant voice came from the little gourd.
Chapter completed!
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