Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 308 Because I'm Waiting Too
For more than two months, the zombies on the island have caused the people of the Treasure Hunting Alliance to suffer a lot. Some people in every treasure hunting team died under their minions, and some of them turned into zombies.

From the bottom of their hearts, the treasure hunters have a deep hatred and fear for zombies.

Although they have been fighting zombies for more than two months, they have never watched the horror scene of nearly ten thousand zombies rushing towards them like today.

Especially those martial arts cultivators in the Soul Origin Realm, they all gasped, their eyes were frightened, and their faces became extremely ugly.

"Why don't these zombies attack the people in Sanyin Cave? Are they all controlled by ghost beavers?"

Zhao Qiang was lying on the window sill, his face extremely pale. Although he was not afraid of death, seeing the torrent of zombies getting closer, he swallowed nervously, his chest heaving violently like a bellows.

Mo Lin squinted his eyes, and looked through the window to move back and forth between the group of zombies and the disciples in the three Yin Caves on both sides.

Seeing that the group of corpses that usually only have the instinct to eat, and would swarm up when they smell a little blood, turned a blind eye to the bones under their feet, I also became a little nervous.

Mo Lin didn't know what method Ghost Beaver used to make these zombies obey him, and even restrained their instinct to eat.

But he saw that the three zombie kings had completely turned into puppets of the Sanyin Cave, and they had gathered nearly ten thousand zombies to serve as cannon fodder for the ghost.

Most of the besieging zombies are ordinary zombies, and they are not a threat to Mo Lin and others hiding in the central hall. However, there are nearly a thousand second-level leaders with the strength of fifth-level martial artists in the lost group, and three with low-level martial arts strength. There are also [-] or [-] super lords, and no one dares to underestimate this force.

In addition to the zombies, the war beasts of Wanshou Villa have also entered the Seven Star Palace one after another. In mid-air, dozens of huge flying eagle beasts roared and circled, ready to attack at any time. On the ground, hundreds of land monsters also stepped over the ice one after another. Bridge, quickly surrounded the central hall.

The door of the central hall was closed tightly, and the barbarian warriors of the Sword God Legion held giant swords and lined up, ready to fight at any time.

Experts from the various families of the Treasure Hunting Team gathered around the windows. With the addition of the Flame Army, although the number is still a little thin, it can already ensure that there are more than a dozen Wuzong masters in each window, ready to fight at any time.

"Mo Lin, surrender, don't make a fearless resistance, do you think you can resist the army of tens of thousands of living dead living in this cave master with just a few hundred people?"

Holding a skeleton stick, Ghost Lizi stood on a half-collapsed tower, staring at the central hall, and laughed strangely.

If it was in the past, the ghost raccoon would definitely have caused ridicule when he said these words, but after he found the secret method to control the zombie king, no one had any doubts about his strength anymore.

Ouyang Xueqing was right. Even if Mo Lin stood there without any resistance and let Mo Lin cut down the army, it would take days and nights to cut it all down. Although the number of zombies is far from 20, it is not Mo Lin and the others could easily deal with it, not to mention the war beasts from the Ten Thousand Beasts Villa watching over them.

Mo Lin stood in front of the viewing window on the top floor of the hall, watching the zombies pouring in continuously from the ground, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of a smile.

"Ghost, are you sure that this army of ten thousand zombies is really your subordinate?"

"Nonsense! It's not the owner of this cave, so it's still yours?"

Ghost Fox raised his chin, exposing his white and slender cheeks, pointed around with the skeleton stick in his hand, and said triumphantly: "It took half a year for the master of this cave to refine the living things by relying on the secret technique left by the ancestor. Unless the dead king's remnant soul is dead, these three zombie kings will obey the cave master's orders. Looking at the world, even the master-servant contract is not as reliable as our sect's secret art of refining corpses. Mo Lin, admit defeat, as long as you bow your head and admit defeat, this cave master will speak kindly for you in front of His Highness, and spare you, how about it?"

Seeing the spirited smile of Ghost Li Lizi, the smile on Mo Lin's face became stronger, and he said: "As early as in the Ruanqing Sect, I heard that the masters of the four major sects talked about scheming the city, and it was Xiao Aotian of Qingyun Sect. In terms of being brave and fierce, Xiong Batian, the owner of Ten Thousand Beasts Villa, is number one in terms of insidiousness and cunning, and Huangfutian of my Heartless Sect is a true gentleman."

"Ah, Mo Lin, did you see this? He's so sinister and cunning, the cave master likes it." Ghost Beaver smiled even more happily. In his opinion, these four words are the greatest compliment.

For a big man at the level of Guilizi, it is a great honor for Guilizi to be remembered for his cunning and cunning. He is not hypocritical when he smiles. Happy from the bottom of my heart.

Mo Lin's expression remained unchanged, he cast his eyes on the group of zombies on the Black Coffin Bridge, and said, "You have already gained the upper hand, knowing that I can't surrender, but you still talk to me with such nonsense, the purpose is just to save you more time before I make a move." Buy some time and let more zombies cross the bridge, am I right?"

Ghost Beaver was stunned, his eyes flickering coldly, he stared at Mo Lin's face, but he didn't respond immediately, but his heart beat half a beat suddenly for some reason.

Mo Lin is right, thousands of zombies have already passed the Black Coffin Bridge, but Ghost Beaver knows that relying on them alone is far from enough. He shouted from the air to persuade Mo Lin to surrender, just to buy time for the zombies. Maximize the advantage of quantity.

"But have you ever thought about one thing, why I just watched you cross the bridge without blocking it? I would stand here calmly and waste time talking nonsense with you, have you thought about the reason?"

Ghost Fox didn't think about it, or didn't need to think about it at all.

There are less than 300 martial arts practitioners in Mo Lin who can still fight. The eldest prince is surrounded by masters, and there are 20 troops surrounding Qixing Lake. He chose to retreat to the main hall and narrow the encirclement because he knew that once the power was dispersed, he would die faster, so he did it out of necessity. Even an idiot could understand the reason.

Gui Lizi is not an idiot, not only is he not stupid, but he is also one of the few smart people in Yunlan Country. Although he has already concluded that Mo Lin has reached the end of the road and was forced to a desperate situation, he can see the confidence and contempt on that young smiling face , Thinking about this guy's "insidious" behavior when he was in the Unfeeling Sect, for some reason, he faintly felt an ominous premonition.

"Because I'm waiting too."

Before the ghost raccoon could speak, Mo Lin had already given the answer.

(End of this chapter)