If Wu Feng's cultivation level is usually a bit of effort to turn so many corpses into ordinary zombies, it would take a lot of effort, but this time it was very different. Because he swallowed the elixir of Grandpa's ancestor, his skills doubled. Not only did he easily turn these corpses into corpses, but they also turned them into stronger black-haired zombies. This result made Wu Feng feel a little incredible and he sighed in his heart that Grandpa's ancestor is powerful, and this elixir is even more extraordinary.

Seeing this miracle happening, Wu Feng thought to himself, what would happen if he swallowed another pill when dealing with the elder Xuanwu in a while

Although the elixir of the ancestor's grandfather was magical, Wu Feng vaguely remembered that the elixir had warned himself in the letter that this elixir had a strong backlash power. After these few hours, he would be extremely tired and would have to be weak for several days before he could recover. Moreover, he could clearly feel that just by swallowing this elixir, the true energy in his body was already very abundant, and the dantian seemed to be unable to bear it. Moreover, the tyranny and killing heart in his heart was particularly strong. If he swallowed another one, he would probably not be able to bear it at all. The lightest thing was to go astray, and it was unknown whether he would die immediately.

In the end, Wu Feng gave up this idea. The ancestor grandfather didn't give him much elixir. He consumed three pills in a day, and he was really reluctant to use the rest. Once he swallowed another pill, it would probably be like committing suicide. Wu Feng didn't want to take this risk for the time being.

As soon as the black-haired zombies ejected from the ground, the bones in their bodies made a creeping sound, their noses moved slightly, and a black corpse sprayed out from their mouths, and they began to look for the breath of living people.

When the White Lotus Sect saw such a terrifying black-haired zombie, they had already been in chaos and ran away with their heads in their arms. The more chaotic it was, the more difficult it was to escape. They collided with each other and stomped around. Before the black-haired zombies could take action, there were several people who had just stepped on them.

After a while, the black-haired zombies finally completed the process of corpse transformation and scattered, hugging the White Lotus disciples who were fleeing in panic and biting them. They could tear off a large piece of flesh in one bite, and then hugging the person until they were completely drunk.

Some White Lotus disciples were also brave. Three or five people surrounded a zombie knife and chopped axes. The muskets were fired together, but there was no effect at all. The black-haired zombie's whole body was as hard as iron. When the knife was cut on it, it would either break or roll the blade. The musket hit it without even moving it. Everything was futile. There was only one thing waiting for them to end up, that was to be bitten to death by these black-haired zombies.

Screams came one after another, and they were trained into a piece of land. This area suddenly became a hell on earth, with flesh and blood flying everywhere, making people frightened.
Chapter completed!