Apocalyptic god-level zombie synthesis system

After Lu Xinghe roared, he slapped Ye Li on the back.

Ye Li secretly shook his head, he couldn't understand why Lu Xinghe made such a ridiculous move.

He turned around, and the Heavenly Spirit Pupil urged!

A golden aura shot towards Lu Xinghe's palm like a sharp sword coming out of its sheath.

The golden aura was right in Lu Xinghe's palm, and Lu Xinghe's palm was instantly pierced.

"Ugh!"

Only to hear Lu Xinghe let out a scream, and a shocking blood hole appeared above his palm.

"Dad!"

"Master!"

Everyone present in the Lu family shouted at Lu Xinghe.

Su Yao was stunned, just because he felt that Ye Li was too terrifying, and even terrified that his whole body broke out in a cold sweat.

You know, Ye Li's age looks only about twenty years old.

Ye Li looked at Lu Xinghe, who was in pain, and he slowly spoke: "There are many people in this world that you cannot defeat, you should have heard a saying, the strong have their own strong hands, and a mountain is still a mountain high."

When the sound fell, Ye Li raised his palm, and the golden aura passed into Lu Xinghe's palm.

Suddenly, something incredible happened.

The blood hole above Lu Xinghe's palm actually recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye until it disappeared.

The young generation of the Lu family all rubbed their eyes, they only thought that they were wrong, but no matter how they rubbed, there was only one answer, that is, the blood hole in Lu Xinghe's palm really disappeared.

"What's going on?"

Lu Xinghe looked at his palm in amazement, he really didn't understand why the blood hole in his palm suddenly disappeared.

"Now do you think you haven't lost yet?" Ye Li rushed to land Xinghe Shi Shiran said.

When Lu Xinghe heard this, he hugged his fist and said respectfully to Ye Li: "Mr. Ye, I lost."

Ye Li nodded, he not only wanted to heal Lu Xinghe's injuries, he also had to teach Lu Xinghe the principles of being a man.

To hit someone, not only to convince him, but also to make him respectful to you.

This is no longer a simple beating, this is an art, but it is obviously more difficult to master such an art, but ah, Ye Li is just able to control it.

"I didn't expect Mr. Ye to have such a divine skill, which opened my eyes in front of me." Lu Xinghe looked at Ye Li and said, the divine technique in his mouth naturally referred to Ye Li's healing technique.

Ye Li pondered for a few seconds, and then immediately asked, "Recently, have there been any powerful dark races in the major municipalities of Huangjiang Base City?"

He thought that he had slaughtered thousands of dark races in Pancheng that day, and the sixth-order skeleton undead fled, and he knew that he had a dragon slaying knife, so he would naturally go to retribute.

"Mr. Ye, how do you know?" Su Yao looked at Ye Li puzzled.

When Ye Li heard this, he really thought the same as he thought, since the dark race wanted to find him Ye Li's trouble, he didn't mind another big killing.

"This time a seventh-order spirit soul has come to Pancheng, and it seems that they are preparing to attack Huangjiang Base City again."

Linglu Soul is a type of dark race, and when he was in Annan Base City, Ye Li met it, and Shi Yuan was the Lingwei Soul in the Lingwei Clan.

Ye Li secretly smiled coldly, thinking that the dark race was really a big hand, but it was a pity that he Ye Li would let them know.

What is called the sagging clouds of the nine heavens, and what is called the standing of the waters of the four seas.