After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Chapter 331

What’s even more terrifying is that Hanba’s body is covered with human skulls, some as big as an adult’s fist, and some as small as a fingernail.

The whole body is densely covered with them, and at first glance it looks like he is wearing a layer of scales made of human skulls.

Among them, the human skull on the chest is the largest, and the human skulls are pieced together to form a vague and frightening human face, which is extremely creepy.

And this is still the pressure brought by appearance.

The aura was even more terrifying, and the terrifying pressure almost made people's internal strength and magic power stagnate.

I had a desire to kneel down and worship him, and I had no will to resist.

"hiss……"

It was so powerful that everyone instinctively gasped.

"Nine-grade Hanbao!"

The Iron Mace Constable Yuwen Jing's face changed drastically.

There are countless zombies of all kinds in the world, but those that can reach the sixth level or above are already very rare.

Ninth rank, there are only a few of them in the entire Eastern Continent.

But there is no drought demon among them.

Such a high-grade drought demon means that the culprit behind the drought in Lu for more than half a year last year has been found.

Even the stall owner's expression was moved.

A ninth-grade drought demon often requires the combined efforts of dozens of people from several major holy lands to fight against.

And often you have to prepare in advance to use the formation.

This is just a match where you won’t be killed instantly. If you want to win, it depends on whether God gives you face.

The people I temporarily recruited for my wine stall are totally inadequate.

To put it more precisely, if you are not a cultivator of the first level, you will be cannon fodder even if you come.

However, the drought demon has already appeared, and it is too late to regret now.

You can only try your best.

"I'm going to die!" Qian Wuliang's lips trembled.

Bai Liuli, the Taoist priest and the big monk all had their eyelids twitching.

Only Qin He's eyes lit up, and he let out a "Wow" and almost cheered.

This guy can't even fit in a crematorium.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

At this moment, Hanba stared at everyone and actually grinned. The sound was so smooth without any human touch that it made people feel as if their heart was being gripped.

That cold smile clearly showed intelligence.

This is the most terrifying thing about high-quality zombies. They have transformed from corpses into monsters. Their corpses have been reborn with intelligence and are no longer ignorant, vicious corpses or monsters that act on instinct.

"You are not a zombie from the netherworld." The stall owner stared at Hanba with burning eyes.

Each of the ninth-grade zombies has a history, and basically has had intersections with all the major holy places and Feiyu Guards.

On the one hand, they wanted to suppress the enemy without any effort, because a single mistake would result in heavy casualties; on the other hand, they did not want to commit too many sins and stimulate the major holy places and Feiyuwei to join forces and kill them at all costs.

Therefore, there are never new faces in the ninth-grade zombies. They all start from low-grade zombies and are registered in the zombie list.

The two sides have a tacit understanding and do not interfere with each other.

There is no record of this drought demon. It suddenly appeared and it must not be a creature from the underworld.

"Hehehe... Not bad, not bad. You can actually tell my origins at a glance. I thought the lower realms were all a bunch of ignorant ants." Hanba locked his eyes with the stall owner, grinning with his dark, corpse-like mouth, and praised: "Your head is worthy of becoming a part of me. I just need the head of a powerful person of the same rank."

As it spoke, it raised its huge corpse claw and pointed at a gap in the skull pattern on its chest. There was a skull as big as a fist missing there, revealing the cracked and stiff skin inside.

"So, die!"

As soon as the words fell, it turned into a flash of lightning and rushed towards the stall owner.

The corpse's claws were cold and were coming in a flash.

"careful!"

Everyone was shocked.

"evil creature!"

The stall owner's eyes narrowed suddenly, and the yang fire on his head and shoulders expanded explosively, almost enveloping his entire body. He quickly formed a seal with his hands to block the way in front of him, and retreated violently at the same time.

When the ninth-grade drought demon attacks with all its might, even a master of that grade must avoid the sharp edge, otherwise he will most likely be killed in one blow.

This is the blood experience gained by the major holy places in the past when fighting against the ninth-grade zombies.

It is difficult to fight in a group, let alone one-on-one.

At this moment, the stall owner was almost ready to be injured. The drought demon attacked too quickly and with too much momentum. The wine stall owner had been in countless traps in the past four years, and it was very likely that he would be in trouble today.

However, at this moment, Hanba, who was rushing forward at high speed, didn't know what happened. Suddenly, he stumbled and fell to the ground with a "bang", and dust flew up.