Ding Hao hid in a bush and looked at the caravan at the foot of the mountain, licking his lips in excitement.
"According to the information left behind in the cave, as long as I kill a thousand people and gather a zombie group, I can leave this place and go to Marsh Mountain to officially become master's disciple!"
He was originally a mountain villager who was recruited by a caravan that passed by the village as a laborer.
But when they passed Mu Bei mountain, the caravan was attacked by large numbers of zombies. He was abandoned and used as cannon fodder, bringing up the rear along with dozens of other servants.
The rest of the people were all dead, so he fled to the mountains in a panic. Just when he was at his wits' end, he found a cave that was very safe, and the surrounding zombies did not dare to wander around the entrance.
When he entered the cave, he discovered a demonic path inheritance.
It turned out that the demonic Gu Master had slaughtered a clan and left behind a secret inheritance after erecting a tablet on the ruins.
This inheritance was hidden very deeply and could only be inherited by mortals.
Ding Hao first awakened his aperture in this cave and slowly cultivated, passing the test step by step.
He originally had C grade aptitude, but there was a rare Gu in the cave that raised his aptitude to B grade after using it.
Ding Hao cultivated wholeheartedly in Tombstone Mountain and spent more than eight years cultivating to the Third Transformation Realm. He reached the standard and made it to the final secret chamber.
In the secret room, the demonic Gu Master only left behind an inscription, calling himself Second Zombie King. If a descendant really came here, it meant they were fated. If they were willing, they could go to Marsh Mountain and become his disciple, roaming Southern Border with him.
As the final test, Second Zombie King required the descendant to kill a thousand people and create a zombie army. There were also detailed standards, such as how many white-hair zombies, how many black-hair zombies, and how many green-hair zombies. But if there was a blue-hair zombie, just one would be enough to reach the entry standard.
Ding Hao was an honest person. Honest people often had an advantage, and that was steadfast.
He cultivated alone on Mu Bei mountain for more than eight years. He endured the loneliness and loneliness and could only accompany the zombies, slowly accumulating his cultivation to Rank three.
He was originally a servant and could only observe the world of Gu Masters from the sidelines, thus he did not understand it.
When he was at a loss, this inscription had undoubtedly given him a brand new direction in life, giving him another goal to strive for.
The Second Zombie King was originally a servant, and they were of the same origin, which increased Ding Hao's sense of identity.
After reading this inscription, Ding Hao began to work hard. He began to kill people and accumulate zombies at the same time.
Ding Hao soon discovered that the two tasks actually complemented each other.
After killing someone, he could use the corpse to create new zombies. With the addition of new zombies, the power in his hands would increase, and he would be able to kill more people.
Tombstone Mountain was located on one of the three most important trade routes in Nanjiang. There would be caravans passing through every month.
Ding Hao spent another three years. At this time, he was finally close to success.
And the caravan at the foot of the mountain was the last stepping stone for him to succeed!
This was the perfect prey!
There were large caravans and small ones. Whenever a large caravan passed by, Ding Hao would hide far away. Ding Hao did not dare to fight against a medium-sized caravan. Ding Hao only dared to attack those small caravans and secretly commanded the zombies to kill them.
When luck was good, those caravans would take the initiative to abandon some livestock or servants.
When luck was bad, they would encounter a tough opponent and the zombies would be slaughtered, resulting in a great loss. They could only accumulate again.
But this caravan at the foot of the mountain was worse than a small caravan. It was already crippled. It was like an old man with one foot in the grave, struggling at death's door. It seemed like he could knock it down with just a light finger.
Ding Hao was confident he could take care of this caravan.
He felt that this was a great gift from the heavens.
In the dead of night, a dark cloud slowly floated by, blocking the moonlight.
The surroundings of the camp darkened.
"Kill." Ding Hao's eyes shone as he shouted in his heart. The arranged zombie army moved stealthily towards the camp from all directions.
"What's that sound?" The investigative Gu Master outside the caravan camp was extremely vigilant.
"There's a discovery?!" The Gu Masters beside him were all nervous.
The gazes of the five Gu Masters were fixated on the darkness in front of them.
Although the moonlight was blocked by the dark cloud, a huge bonfire was still lit in the camp.
The bonfire let out a crackling sound as the mountain wind blew.
As the fire changed, a zombie with white hair all over its body hopped into the investigative Gu Master's vision.
The Gu Masters looked at each other and laughed.
"Haha, a white hair zombie."
"Tsk, making a fuss over nothing, you scared me."
"Little San, go and get rid of this unlucky zombie …" The leader of this group of Gu Masters said indifferently.
This kind of white hair zombie had the weakest battle strength, even weaker than ordinary wild beasts.
"Yes, boss." A young Gu Master laughed as he walked over.
"Be careful of its corpse poison, it will be troublesome if you get infected with it. I don't have a Gu to decipher it. "The healing Gu Master in the group reminded.
"I know, I know. Do you think I'm a three year old kid? "The young Gu Master who walked out waved his hand impatiently.
If he was really infected with the corpse poison, he would have to ask other Gu Masters to heal him, at least half a piece of Yuan stone.
But this kind of white hair zombie's attacks were rigid and easy to dodge. Since entering Mu Bei mountain, the young Gu Master had killed many.
"This kind of thing, as long as I pay attention to dodging, I will be fine … ugh!" The young Gu Master was mumbling to himself when his voice suddenly stopped and his relaxed steps froze on the spot.
His pupils shrunk and his mouth opened wide, revealing an extremely shocked expression.
"What's wrong?" The four Gu Masters at the back felt something was wrong and quickly asked.
The young Gu Master was alerted by this voice and his body shook as if he was electrocuted, turning around and running.
"Quick, send the signal. There are zombies! "He shouted with a panicked expression.
"It's just a white hair zombie, what's there to be afraid of … fuck me!"
The four Gu Masters shouted at the same time.
About a few hundred white-haired zombies hopped towards the camp. Among the white hair zombies, there were even stronger black hair zombies mixed in.
The bonfire was still burning and there were many shadows in the darkness, no one knew how many more zombies were approaching.
Clang clang clang …
In the camp, the sound of a gong suddenly resounded.
"There is a zombie group approaching the camp!"
"They have surrounded the whole camp!"
"Quick quick quick, everyone get up and defend …"
Jia Long and some vice leaders climbed up the temporary wooden wall, their expressions extremely grave.
"Damn it, which god did the traveling merchants offend this time, their luck is so bad!"
"I have been to Mu Bei mountain more than ten times, but I have never seen such a large zombie group like today …"
"Everyone, there is no point in complaining. At this point, if we want to live, we have to fight with our lives on the line! "
"Let's work together and defeat this zombie group!!"
Everyone in the camp shouted angrily, raising their morale. In contrast, the zombie army outside was silent, only the sound of jumping footsteps could be heard.
The formation of the two sides formed a strange and distinct contrast.
The slaughter soon unfolded.
The Gu Masters relied on the wooden walls to defend and used all kinds of long range attacks. Colorful lights appeared around the camp; icicles, fireballs, vines, rolling rocks and so on, giving the zombie vanguard a severe warning.
Large numbers of white hair zombies fell to the ground, smashed into pieces, burned into charcoal, frozen into ice cubes and crushed into meat paste.
"Kill, kill, kill. Hehehe … "Ding Hao sneered as he hid in the middle of the mountain.
He was no longer a novice, he had accumulated these years of experience, these white hair zombies were cannon fodder, their purpose was to waste the Gu Masters' primeval essence.
Sure enough, after a while, the Gu Masters' attacks became sparse and weak.
"I can't go on, I don't have much primeval essence left."
"I also need to recover my primeval essence!"
"Someone take my place. Damn it, why are these white hair zombies endless? "
There were too few Gu Masters in the caravan, and the white hair zombies were endless; finally, they resisted the pressure and reached the wooden wall.
Under the impact of the zombie horde, the makeshift wooden walls suddenly let out a sound of imminent danger.
"Damn it, hold on, hold on!"
"Call the reserve team to reinforce us."
Both sides fell into a deadlock on the wooden wall. One side wanted to charge in, while the other side wanted to defend this pass. The large amount of white hair zombies was expended, causing Ding Hao to feel some heartache.
"It's your turn, my babies." He willed and a group of black hair zombies charged up from the rear and entered the battlefield.
White hair zombies moved slowly, they would be harmed by sunlight and could not walk in broad daylight.
If they were fed fresh blood, they could grow into black hair zombies after a few years. These zombies were covered in black hair, they had greater strength, stronger defense, and faster jumping speed. Although they would also be burned by sunlight, they were not as afraid as the white hair zombies.
The black hair zombies' battle strength was equivalent to a hundred beast king!
The group of black hair zombies that Ding Hao sent numbered more than fifty, they gathered together and charged. They found a weak point in the camp's defense, and immediately smashed through a wall, causing it to collapse.
Even though the camp had mobilized manpower to block them. But there were still several black hair zombies that charged deep into the camp.
A black-haired zombie swept its arms and sent a rank one Gu Master flying.
The Gu Master fell on the ground, unable to get up. The black hair zombie jumped and pounced towards him.
"My life is over!" The Gu Master closed his eyes in despair, when he suddenly heard a loud sound.
He opened his eyes and saw a solid figure blocking in front of him. As for that black hair zombie, it was lying far away.
"It's that Lord Hei Tu from Zhang clan!" The Gu Master's heart shook.
Howl!
That black hair zombie's chest caved in from Fang Yuan's punch, but it did not die, instead it jumped up and charged towards Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan's whole body was covered in a layer of white light armor, he slightly frowned, and when it got close, he grabbed its arms and tore them apart.
The black hair zombie was immediately torn into two halves by Fang Yuan's enormous strength.
Blood mixed with corpse poison splattered, but was pushed away by the white light armor.
Fang Yuan casually threw away the two halves of the corpse. With such injuries, even a myriad beast king level blue hair zombie would die.
"Thank you Lord Hei Tu for saving my life!" The saved Gu Master was completely intimidated by Fang Yuan's imposing manner, he shouted in admiration and admiration.
Fang Yuan ignored him and looked at the chaotic battlefield.
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