Qianmian's eyes were also fiery: "I am going to make a contribution."
The old man glanced at him: "Young man, do you think I will steal your credit?"
"Since you are here, you have a share. I will not lie to the Lord."
Qianmian lowered his head, ashamed: "The senior is right, it is the junior who is narrow-minded."
The old man nodded with satisfaction: "The boy is teachable."
Qianmian looked at the high priest who was with Miao Taoist and asked: "He seems to want to get involved in the source of the God of War."
The old man was disdainful: "The last struggle before the ant lamp runs out of oil."
"A rebellious high priest, does he really think he will be recognized by the God of War?"
After that, the old man opened the storage space and quickly built a simple altar on the ground.
Qianmian asked curiously: "What do you want to do, senior?"
This simple altar is similar to the one in the abandoned factory before.
The only difference is that there is no floor painting.
The old man replaced it with a small statue with a bull's head and a human body.
The surface of the statue was covered with a layer of gray fog. If you don't look carefully, you can't even see the whole statue.
"Look carefully and learn well."
"You still have a long way to go to become a qualified preacher."
The old man quickly arranged the altar and said in a master's tone: "Even if the source of the God of War is polluted by other beliefs, it will not become a relic so easily. After all, it is a complete godhead."
"God, only God can fight against it."
Qianmian didn't know how many times he heard this sentence from Qin Ze.
"Senior, do you mean that we can't take the source of the God of War alone?"
The old man nodded slightly: "So, we need the power of our Lord to project."
Then, the old man waved his cane, and a stream of white light sank into the statue on the altar. It was the faith he harvested from another world not long ago.
"Protect me."
"After all, this is the place of faith of the God of War, and there is still divine power left."
"I need to continue to offer my faith in order to project the power of the Lord."
Qianmian immediately straightened his chest: "Don't worry, I will definitely ensure your safety!"
The old man was quite satisfied with this polite young man along the way.
Such loyal believers are rare nowadays.
After turning his back to Qianmian, the old man concentrated on offering his faith.
As the power of faith continued to be injected, the eyes of the statue lit up with scarlet light.
Then, the pupils of the statue projected two red lights forward, and a ten-meter-long thin line was pulled out of the space.
The thin line was stretching and widening little by little, turning into a crack.
Qianmian asked in the LAN: "What do you mean? Do you want me to kill him now?"
Qin Ze replied: "No hurry, you can't be exposed yet, wait for others to come over."
Qianmian finally got into the inner part, and he didn't even see the face of the "master", so he couldn't blow himself up so soon.
On the other side, the fairy and Ma Yan also flew out of the pit.
The fairy cursed: "Puh, puh, puh!"
"You almost buried me!"
Ma Yan saw that the Temple Army and the warriors who were guided here by the light of the scorching sun were all trapped in an endless sea of corpses.
"While the situation is in chaos, we can still escape."
The fairy was unwilling to give up: "I almost lost my life, I can't return empty-handed."
Ma Yan said lightly: "If I don't leave now, my life will really be gone."
The fairy looked at the zombies in the distance and suddenly frowned: "The number of zombies is not right."
Ma Yan didn't see anything unusual: "What's wrong?"
The fairy replied: "Such a big city, there shouldn't be only these people, at least one-third less."
Ma Yan shook his head: "Are you here for the census?"
The fairy flew to a high place: "The dog thing that Yin us must be hiding some secrets."
"Let me see... I found it!"
"There is a large cemetery over there, follow me."
Seeing the fairy's back quickly going away, Ma Yan had no choice but to follow.
...
The zombies are endless, and even if they are blown to pieces, they can quickly reassemble in the soul breath.
The warriors who wanted to fish in troubled waters soon found that they were trapped in a quagmire that they could not escape.
Due to the pollution of soul breath, many people's stay time is close to the limit.
If they don't leave, the soul breath will take their lives.
But the wandering corpses are like dog-skin plasters, and they can't move at all.
The gravity rules here don't work for the wandering corpses, causing the sky and the ground to be crowded with wandering corpses.
The formation of the Temple Army has been broken up, and the soldiers are fighting on their own.
Qin Ze and the blonde queen are back to back, and no wandering corpse can get close for a while.
"Catch the thief first, catch the leader, there is no end to the fight!" Qin Ze shouted.
The wandering corpses gathered into a wall in front of the high priest and Miao Taoist, and no one could get close, if you go forward, you will be immediately submerged.
Although the blonde sister was very unhappy with Qin Ze, she could only choose to cooperate in the current situation.
"What do you want to do?"
Qin Ze replied: "Help me open a path to the high priest."
The blonde sister said in a deep voice: "Back off."
Qin Ze swept across with Miss Jianxie in his arms, instantly clearing a piece of open space and pulling away from the blonde sister.
The golden crow bloomed between the blonde sister's eyebrows, and then a supernova exploded, shooting a raging sun fire into the air,
A passage was dug out of the zombies that covered the sky and the sun, and Qin Ze immediately threw Miss Jianxie out of his arms when he saw this.
The zombies just showed a tendency to reorganize, but they were smashed by Miss Jianxie in the next second.
Qin Ze kicked his feet hard and rushed into the passage, and was submerged in it not long after.
The blonde sister's vision was full of zombies, they covered the sky like locusts.
Her face was solemn, and she prayed in her heart: "It's up to you."
Qin Ze released Brother Devourer, the King of Law, and the Light Prayer.
"Brother Devourer, come with me to behead him."
"King of Law and Ah Bing go to help Qianmian."
The Light Prayer said angrily: "My name is Light Prayer!"
Qin Ze nodded: "I know Ah Bing."
The four of them split into two groups, with the King of Law leading the charge and leading the Light Prayer out of the siege.
With Brother Devourer, Miss Jianxie finally got rid of the work of shield.
Brother Devourer was like a thick wall, and the zombies would break into pieces if they touched it.
The zombies from all directions gathered towards Brother Devourer frantically, but they could not stop Qin Ze and his men from moving forward.
The high priest was surrounded by zombies, and he felt safe.
He looked at Miao Daoist greedily: "Everything will be mine soon!"
"A bunch of stupid guys, I'm going to prove to you that I'm right, I'm your new god!"
Boom boom boom boom --
A series of explosions suddenly came from the zombie group in front.
The high priest just turned his head and saw a sword box engraved with golden divine patterns flying straight towards him.
Bang --
The high priest was hit hard and retreated dozens of meters away.
Qin Ze got out of the zombie group and looked at the high priest not far away with a smile.
"So you're hiding here, it really took me a long time to find you."