Some zombies were gnawing at unknown animal legs, some wiggled their noses greedily sniffing the smell of blood in the air, and more were lying on the ground eating trampled carrion. The scenes are like scenes of hungry ghosts eating in hell, which makes people feel scared from the bottom of their hearts. "Master." The little black dragon swallowed and asked, "What kind of monster is this?" Yang Hong said in a low voice, "Zombie." "Zombies?" The little black dragon murmured to himself. ¡ ¡ Next, Yang Hong restrained his breath and led the little black dragon to cautiously approach the direction of the corpse tide. Most of the zombies at the forefront are ordinary zombies that have not transformed. They can only rely on their noses to instinctively smell the scent of strangers. When Yang Hong was at the stage of being a trainee warrior, he could restrain his breath all over to prevent them from discovering him, let alone Say it¡¯s now. One person and one dragon were advancing slowly, mixed in with the ordinary zombies, and one or two black-haired zombies could be seen flashing from time to time. "Where did we start to investigate the cause?" As Yang Hong walked, he frowned and scanned the surrounding situation. Not long after, his eyes suddenly changed. The disgusting ordinary zombies all turned into mutated black zombies. The furry zombies are each about three meters tall, with fangs bared and ferocious expressions. Yang Hong¡¯s expression changed, and the mutated zombies had begun to take shape. He restrained his aura and wandered around in the pile of ordinary zombies. It was nothing, but if he wanted to appear in the pile of mutated zombies, it was obviously impossible. "Xiaolong, let's go up." Seeing this, Yang Hong had to give up the idea of ??wandering among the zombies to find clues to the mission. He jumped lightly and landed on a big tree where several people were hugging each other. The big branches and leaves were complicated. It just covered his figure. Through the cracks in the leaves, Yang Hong stared down. The ordinary zombies had gradually passed by. Before long, countless mutated black-haired zombies gradually appeared in front of his eyes. It¡¯s like marching and fighting in ancient times. A group of ordinary zombies in the front are like dead soldiers facing the enemy on the battlefield, a group of black-haired zombies in the back are considered to be the real army, and behind them is the coach¡¯s camp. "Although these zombies are walking in abnormal chaos, they are hierarchical and there must be something behind them controlling them." Yang Hong stood on the big tree, waiting quietly for this. He had a premonition that behind the black-haired zombies, There should be clues to his mission. Rumble~~ The black-haired zombies were so tall and mighty that they walked like ancient giants traveling. Suddenly - "Huh? That is?" Yang Hong's pupils shrank, and he saw a white figure mixed in with the black-haired zombies. in the group. "White-haired zombie!" The white figure stands out among the black-haired zombies. Except for the white hair growing out of its body, its other features are the same as those of the black-haired zombies. Yang Hong had lived in his previous life for so long, so he naturally recognized that this was a white-haired zombie that transformed from a black-haired zombie. "The white-haired zombies are strong and powerful, comparable to acquired warriors among humans." In an instant, Yang Hong recalled some of the characteristics of the white-haired zombies. "Such a being actually appears in a group of black-haired zombies. Is it possible that there are a large number of them behind?" Yang Hong was shocked. In the past, there were black-haired zombies in the ordinary zombie group, but now there are white-haired zombies in the group of black-haired zombies. According to this inference, there should be a large number of white-haired zombies behind. "No, something is wrong." Yang Hong always felt as if he had neglected something. His mind was racing, and his eyes were staring at the white-haired zombies below. Suddenly, he found that whenever a black-haired zombie stopped, he crawled on the ground. If it ate carrion on the ground for too long, the white zombie would let out a roar, and then the black-haired zombie would abandon the carrion, stand up, and continue walking forward. "This is, this is under conscious control." Yang Hong stared, recalling the black-haired zombies he had seen in the ordinary zombie group before, and found that their actions seemed to be exactly the same as the white-haired zombies. "How is this possible?" Yang Hong clearly remembered that in his previous life, whether it was the black-haired zombies in the warrior realm or the white-haired zombies in the warrior realm the day after tomorrow, they were all unconscious, and their instincts drove the body to find prey. But what¡¯s going on now? These zombies actually became conscious and learned to control other zombies. Yang Hong took a breath of air. If they were allowed to develop like this, it would be fine. "It seems that this zombie tide is not controlled by other creatures, but by the zombies themselves patrolling for prey." Yang Hong's consciousness was flowing rapidly. He looked around and found that the surrounding area was full of chaos.There was only one white-haired zombie among the black-haired zombies. "Kill this white-haired zombie and see if things are as expected." The white-haired zombie seems to be a black-haired zombie controlling this area, just like controlling an army during a march. If this general is killed, the army will be in commotion. The same is true. Of course, this premise is that the white-haired zombies are really consciously controlling such a team of black-haired zombies. "I hope I'm overthinking." Yang Hong watched silently through the cracks in the leaves. The tide of corpses was not as good as the tide of beasts. The tide of beasts gathered together in large groups and ran rampant, while the tide of corpses moved slowly, and this was full of people. There was an endless smell of blood, and the ground was full of rotten flesh and rot. It took a long time to move around. Therefore, among such a group of warrior zombies, it is not dangerous for Yang Hong to get rid of an acquired zombie. Of course, the premise is that the strength of this zombie cannot be higher than his. ¡ Gradually, the white-haired zombies mixed in with the black-haired zombies approached. Yang Hong also clearly felt the aura emanating from the white-haired zombie. "Level 1 acquired warrior, no threat." Yang Hong's eyes were fixed on the white-haired zombie. Originally, if the zombie's cultivation level was too high, he planned to let the little black dragon take action. After all, what he had to do was not just to improve his cultivation level, but to complete it. task, but to verify his conjecture. But now that he saw the zombies¡¯ cultivation level, there was no threat to him, so naturally there was no need for the little black dragon to take action. "I'll just use you to complete the mission." "Whoosh!" Yang Hong no longer hesitated, took out his novice long sword, and kicked the trunk of the big tree suddenly. The seven-star step was immediately launched, turning into an afterimage and rushing towards the corpse. White-haired zombies in the tide. "Swish, swish, swish~~" Yang Hongdun followed the trajectory of the Big Dipper, took seven steps in a row, and stepped over the heads of the black-haired zombies with his body. Wherever he passed, all the black-haired zombies' heads were trampled by him. Break and die. This is so astonishing. If Yang Hong doesn't take action, when he does, his whole body's aura erupts, like an ancient god of war. The black-haired mutated zombies are simply not enough to look at in front of him. ?¡