Five minutes passed in a flash. Wang Jingzhe had already set up a magic array at this time. He quickly ran out of the array, unscrewed the bottle of the Styx's spring water, carefully poured out a little and wiped it on his body, then put it on again, took a deep breath and ran towards the Feizaku.

The smell of the Styx Spring on his body attracted the other party's attention without any surprise. Just like a dog smelled the smell of meat buns, Wang Jingzhe paused, squinted his eyes and licked his lips, and pinched his hands twice, which was enough for him to withdraw with all his strength in the safest time.

Fei Zhe slowly turned his head and looked at Wang Jingzhe. The smell was fatal attraction to him. The next moment he stretched out his hands and rushed over as if he couldn't wait. When Wang Jingzhe was approaching, he shrank into an inch and instantly released. His figure fell into the formation he arranged. Then the Fei Zhe rushed over and almost landed in front of him. His hands were about to grab Wang Jingzhe.

"Swoosh" the second wave of shrinking into an inch suddenly came out. While Wang Jingzheren pulled out of the formation, a talisman paper was bounced out by him. At the same time, he drew two points of the talisman finger in the air, and a blind magic array was completed instantly.

The flying zombie was about to chase after him, but his body was blocked. This kind of blind magic array similar to a ghost hitting a wall could make him unable to escape the cage in a short time.

Although the time is short, it is enough.

Wang Jingzhe pointed his hands at the sky, pinching his seals one after another, murmuring talismans from his mouth, and saw that the originally clear sky was filled with dark clouds in an instant. (I nag it again, now the supernatural novels are no longer allowed to chant spells).

The dark clouds suddenly rose, and there was still rolling thunder. The lightning and thunder seemed to be coming in an instant.

When all the means are useless, the only thing that can be used is the power of nature. All the evil spirits, ghosts and monsters in the world are most afraid of thunder, which is the power that can erase all living things.

For species like flying zombies, thunder is equivalent to a heavenly tribulation. This is not a fantasy novel, but also the saying goes that there are laws for survival in the competition of things. When a zombie practices to the end, every step of improvement will be achieved until it finally jumps out of the world and is not in a bad way. He has to face the heavenly tribulation. After till he has been through it, he is the most awesome. If he can't stand it, his soul will be scattered.

Wang Jingzhe relied on a magic array to attract thunder, so he naturally wanted to kill the other party.

"Dog blood, black dog blood is pouring on him. Hurry up, what's the use, it's delayed..."

The thunder rolled down, and the zombie felt the disaster coming. He suddenly became manic and tried his best to come out of the formation. Wang Jingzhe and Huang Jiulang quickly splashed buckets of black dog blood and soaked ropes on the side.

"Crack!" The first thunder struck down, slashing through the night sky, hitting the zombie's head, and then slashed it with an extremely accurate slight moment, just like an iron stick on his body, all of which were sucked in.

Wang Jingzhe, who was closest to the body, felt a numbness, a current spread from his head to the soles of his feet, and his hair stood up one by one. This means that all the thunders were attracted by the zombies. If it weren't for him, Wang Jingzhe would have been so close to him that he would have been killed on the spot.

When Wang Jingzhe turned his head, he saw Huang Jiulang and several people shaking, obviously affected by the aftermath, which was a little unbearable. He hurriedly asked them to dodge quickly.

At this time, Fei Zan's body was burnt, his skin was blooming, and black blood was flowing out, but he was still strong and did not fall even though he was shaking.

Huang Jiulang asked quite far away: "How many times can he be chopped?"

Wang Jingzhe said: "Three times, if he can still withstand it after three times, I can only say I'll go to him."

Wang Jingzhe swallowed and spitted, but in fact he had no idea. According to the records in the classics, the flying zombie evolved to not transform bones and had to go through the six heavenly tribulations. After never transforming bones, he jumped out of the world and was not in the five elements. He had to nine. Now his magic array can only attract three darknesses, and I don’t know if he could knock him down.

"Crack" the second thunder struck down and landed on the zombie. This time it hit a little hard, and it directly knocked him down.

Wang Jingzhe still did not stay away. The aftermath of the thunder hit him, and his skin was a little exploding, but he didn't dare to leave at all. If he didn't kill the other party after three roads, he would have to find a way to finish the attack.

In the sky, thunder clouds were still dense, and the last wave was brewing. The zombies in the magic circle stood up with difficulty. He raised his head and roared deafeningly into the air.

"roar……"

Wang Jingzhe's face changed slightly. The zombie was working hard to withstand the last trick.

"Crack" After the last thunder was brewing, lightning and thunder slashed down. At the same time, the zombies in the formation rushed up and wanted to resist with their own strength.

The third thunder fell, and the zombie that had just jumped was struck down again, and the peach wood sword inserted on the ground was also dispersed.

Wang Jingzhe was breathing and staring at the zombie lying on the ground. After a while, the other party turned down and stood up straight. At this time, the flying zombie had become the last of his strength, with wounds everywhere on his body, especially a blood hole in his chest, which was particularly obvious, which was in the heart.

Huang Jiulang's heart trembled with a "knock" and asked with his trembling lips: "Isn't you dead?"

"roar……"

The zombie twisted his head, bared his fangs and roared at Wang Jingzhe, and raised his hands to grab him. Wang Jingzhe was stunned at first when he saw this, and then said, "You are so bored, why are you calling me?"

After Wang Jingzhe said that, he kicked a peach wood sword on the ground with his toes, kicked the sword up and reached out to catch it, pursed his lips and sent it forward. The tip of the sword was inserted into his heart with a "splash". Then Wang Jingzhe let go and retreated backwards.

"Burn him!"

"Swish, swish" Several white phosphorus incendiary bombs fell on the flying ground. After it started to burn, it surrounded him in the fire.

A peach wood sword was inserted into his chest, and the flying zombie was struck by three thunders in a row. He struggled in pain in the fire, but he obviously had no strength to escape and ascend to heaven.

Wang Jingzhe stared cautiously until the zombie in the fire gradually collapsed on the ground. He was still motionless and felt slightly relieved. If he continued like this, he would obviously not last long and would be refined into a pinch of ashes.
Chapter completed!