Just as I was in a hurry and wanted to jump in to save someone, the light in the tomb suddenly dimmed, and the sound of wings flapping into the air was heard.
I was startled, and hurriedly looked at the bronze bird lanterns held by the bronze kneeling figures, only to see that the flames that had been rising straight up were swaying from side to side, and nine crows flying from nowhere were hovering above.
The crows were quite large, each one was fat, larger than an adult rabbit, and its wings stretched out for at least a foot.
The big wings stirred, driving the flow of qi and pulling the flames to the left and right, hulala's jumping and swaying, and from time to time intentionally rushing into the fire, and then flying away quickly.
These crows are not afraid of fire, what is the situation, is there really any golden crow in this world, I am lying on the top of the coffin again, observing the changes in the situation.
The zombies below seemed to be frightened, and they all fell to their knees, their elbows bent on the ground.
I was shocked to find that these zombies were shaking, and some of them were shaking like chaff, and they fell directly to the ground, unable to even climb up.
Aren't they dead, how can they still know and be afraid, can it be said that they already have perception and thinking for some special reason, can it be said that they are alive and can be called human At this moment, the wizard came out of the coffin.
Seeing that the zombies who fell to the ground were very dissatisfied, and they were about to attack, but they were frightened by a few "croaking" crows and fell to the ground, and even the drums and drumsticks were left aside.
The crows, on the other hand, continued to rush into the fire, as if it were a very comfortable thing.
This went on for about half an hour, when the crows suddenly stopped rushing into the fire, but landed on the head of the kneeling bronze man, and began to clean their feathers one by one with their beaks in a calm manner.
I snorted softly in my heart, what kind of crow bathed in fire, as if it were a god, was in fact nothing more than a fire to clean the parasites in its feathers.
When they were almost cleared, they swooped down almost simultaneously at a zombie with their wings in mind.
The zombie was knocked down before it could even struggle, and it only made a brief "cluck" in its throat before it died.
Nine crows, nine sharp beaks, pecked a large piece of meat in one bite.
Soon, the zombie was left with only one white bone.
I was dumbfounded, all the zombies were silent, and even the wizard was paralyzed on the ground.
Fortunately, the nine crows were not big eaters, and a zombie had already made them full of food and drink, and they were pacing in square steps.
They seem to be very aware of their place in the eyes of these zombies, and walk through them unceremoniously.
That calm look is like a review.
Every now and then, he will give a peck, as if to warn: "Be honest with me, we are the kings here."
Your little life is in our hands, and if you behave well, you may be considered to live a little longer.
Otherwise, you'll be the next one to be eaten."
Oh, I see, no wonder it's built like an altar, it wasn't an elephant, it was The silkworm cong built the tomb here in order to be reborn.
And for some reason, it may really be because of the proximity to the sacred tree, and it does have a certain effect, and these zombies with sentient and thinking in front of them are the best proof.
However, they also paid a price for this, and that was to sacrifice flesh and blood.
I don't know exactly how this original agreement came about, but looking at those shivering zombies, I really don't think it's worth it.
Not to mention whether you can turn back into a real person, just being controlled by a few strange birds like this, the feeling can only be described as life is better than death.
If it were me, I would rather break the jade than destroy it, and I would not do such a thing of stealing my life if I was killed.
The crows made their rounds around, seemed satisfied, and then flapped their wings and flew up.
Although those zombies lowered their heads, they obviously felt relieved, as if they were telling their inner monologue: the plague god is leaving, and the little life can stay for a while.
I snorted disdainfully, but unexpectedly, a crow turned around violently, and rushed towards me with a pair of sharp black eyes, and the other crows also found me and joined in the fun.
As soon as I saw that the general situation was not good, I rolled and stood up, and as soon as my hand touched the hilt of the sword, Kun jumped out and jumped in his hand, flashing with cold light, eager to try.
When the crows saw Kundu coming to the brakes, they seemed to be afraid, and flapped their wings and stopped in the air.
Just now, I was condescending and couldn't see the eyes of these birds.
At this time, I saw the ruthlessness in my eyes, and the murderous aura released was really chilling.
No wonder those zombies are so scared, even I feel terrified, let alone them.
I hugged Kun to my chest and confronted them without fear.
I looked at them and thought, isn't it just a big eye, who is afraid of whom, it's a big deal, it's still a good man in twenty years, not to mention who dies on the road, it's not necessarily oh hum However, I am a monk, so I have to be compassionate.
If you don't move, I won't move; If you offend me, Amitabha, hehe, then I will never spare you.
I know that the first thing that compares them to them at this time is courage.
Whoever is weak first will be defeated.
I know very well that if they admit it, I can still let them live if I take it as my responsibility to purify sentient beings; And if I lose, these carnivorous devils will never eat me worse than the scene of eating the zombie just now.
These crows flapped their wings and hovered in front of me, like black ghosts, with a sly glint in their eyes, as if they were holding back a belly full of bad water, and wondering how to make my death more ugly.
And I'm used to meditating, and the confrontation is not difficult for me, even if it is so stalemate for a day and a half.
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The crows were apparently aware of the problem, and it didn't take long for them to change their tactics and circle around me, trying to find my weaknesses.
Yo, I said in my heart, this is to play tactics with me, I want to be unable to do both, so that I can make a surprise attack I laughed a few times, and I underestimated me too much, so I can't have some difficult problems and don't know if my whole body is full of eyes However, although he laughed, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.
At this point in the standoff between the two sides, I have fully assessed their force value.
These crows are really not easy to mess with, they are better than the eagles.
Their weapon is not only their mouths, but also their claws.
The tips of the claws are like sharp blades and the knuckles are thick and powerful, and they are full of strength at first glance, and it is estimated that it will not be a problem to grab a sheep.
And the pair of big wings, judging from the wind that they flapped, if they were slapped all of a sudden, it was estimated that they would not be half dead, but they would have to break their bones and tendons.
I closed my eyes, and the crow on the other side thought that it was a good opportunity, and as soon as its wings spread, it stretched out its claws, and was about to come and grab me.
The other crows, as if they had received a signal, swooped down as well, even more neatly than they had shouted.
In the blink of an eye, I was short, and in the blink of an eye, I swung Kun hundreds of times.
And Kun is sharp and difficult, and its rainbow momentum always makes me so proud and will not let me down.
Everything that came into its way, whether it was wings, claws, or a beak like a knife, not to mention its rabbit-sized body, was all sliced to pieces.
I jumped out of the battlefield at lightning speed, avoiding the rain of flesh that was falling.
Looking at the pile of flesh, I sighed and slid it into the sheath.
Amitabha, I'm sorry, Master, I'm killing again. t1706231537: