Start as a Temple Spirit

"Hiss" everyone gasped when they heard this. The situation was more serious than they had expected.

"It's not a big problem. Let's set off now to deal with them and make a quick decision." Shang Liangshan said as he waved towards the Forgotten Temple.

"Swish, swish" two dark purple flame snakes whizzed out from the temple and sank into his clothes. His eyebrows and eyes glowed with a faint light, and a phantom dark cloud dragon flew out from the dim light and transformed into a phantom dark thundercloud, covering the temple.

“Let’s go!” The old patriarch was infected by Shang Liangshan’s general demeanor. He waved his hand and took the lead in jumping onto the phantom thundercloud.

Yifeng and Yang Chao followed closely behind. Shang Liang flew up and said to Heizi on his shoulder, "Don't follow them. Take Xiaocao and Xiaoli with you and support the Fifth Elder, the Sixth Elder and the others as needed."

"Ga ga" Heizi nodded and flew towards the Forgotten Temple.

“Let’s go!” Shang Liangshan shouted in a low voice, and a phantom thunder cloud rose into the sky and whizzed away.

"Oh, Liangshan, slow down. I'm afraid of heights." Yang Chao's exclamation came from the air, disheveled in the wind.

"I really want to ride on the clouds to fight." Yi Jin said as he looked at the phantom thunder cloud that was calling him away.

It would be very cool and exciting to ride on the clouds to fight!

"Fuck it, go and organize people to be on guard." Wangmu glared at Yijin and said.

"I'll go right away, Xiaobao, wait for me." Yi Jin chased after Yi Bao, who quickly walked out of the yard.

"With Liangshan here, the tide of corpses should not affect the rural village. However, some people will probably get injured. I have to prepare some medicine." Wangmu thought of this and hurried out of the temple.

Compared with Heizi's flying speed, the flying speed of Phantom Thundercloud is undoubtedly much slower.

However, going slow has its advantages, because running in both directions can shorten the distance, so that Shang Liangshan will not run across the boundary and be restrained by the force of involvement.

When the phantom thundercloud flew over Yishui and his group, what they saw were the sweaty local warriors who were cutting wood and sharpening wooden poles and spears in the valley.

"The Seventh Elder is here!" The local militiamen shouted excitedly as they looked at the howling phantom thunderclouds.

"The Seventh Elder is here!" For a moment, excited shouts echoed in the valley.

Amidst the excited shouts, phantom thunderclouds slowly descended into the valley.

The local militiamen looked at the old patriarch, Yifeng, Yang Chao, and Shang Liangshan who jumped down from the phantom thundercloud. They instantly became determined and surrounded them. However, they were ruthlessly driven away by Yishui and Yishe and continued to sharpen their wooden poles and spears.

Therefore, all the bushes and branches that grew straight in the valley suffered a lot.

"Lao Shui, tell me the situation." The old patriarch said to Yi Shui who had just driven away the people.

As a result, this guy said: "The zombies are behind us, some distance away from us."

These words made the old patriarch so angry that he wanted to beat him up. You guys just ran away when you saw the tide of zombies, and didn't find any useful information.

"The zombie tide is still more than three miles away from us. Let's set up a formation here at the valley entrance to intercept them and wipe them out inside the valley." Shang Liangshan, who had closed his eyes to sense the location of the zombie tide, slowly opened his eyes and said.

"We thought so too." Yishui stated their intentions.

This valley entrance is the best strategic location nearby to block the enemy.

The reasons why they chose this valley entrance were, firstly, the terrain, secondly, the estimated time for reinforcements to arrive, and thirdly, if they continued running, they would be too exhausted to fight.

After all, human physical strength is limited, while the physical strength of corpses is unlimited.

As long as the corpse's legs are not broken, it can keep running.

"Stop sharpening your wooden spears and build the tree branch fort to block the enemy first." The old patriarch instructed the remaining snake.

"Yes." The snake took the order and left.

Soon, the soil in the valley was flying. The militiamen dug holes with knives, sharpened wooden branches and buried them in the ground. They tied vines into a tripod, connected them with wooden poles, and fixed them on tree trunks, shaved bushes, and stones.

Anyway, use all the branches that can be used to fix the fort to construct a simple defense line.

The sun was setting in the west, the roar was approaching, and the stench was carried by the wind.

Shang Liangshan, who was standing in the valley, could clearly see the corpses pouring in.

The corpse's eyes were bloodshot, his body was broken, and he was emitting a faint black aura, with smelly black blood flowing. He was roaring like a wild beast and running towards them. His mobility and speed were no different from those of ordinary people. The only thing they had in common was that his legs were still intact.

You can't get here without legs.

"Liangshan, how do we fight?" the old patriarch asked as he looked at the tide of corpses pouring in from afar.

"The local militia will just have to hold the line, and let the spiritual guards take over the front battlefield. Old clan leader, you guys have to adapt to the situation." Shang Liangshan said calmly.

He didn't take the aggressive and ferocious-looking zombies seriously at all because they were too weak.

Apart from being missing arms and flesh, flowing with smelly black blood, having brain matter spilling out, and having a hideous appearance, his strength is just average.

"Hehe, it's just a small tide of zombies. Give me some time and my babies can wipe them out." After Yang Chao finished speaking, he waved his hand forward and several black lights appeared.

With the sound of "bang bang bang" the ground fell, four violent iron wolves appeared before the battle, looking very aggressive.

"Hooray!" The militiamen, who were originally a little nervous, started talking excitedly when they saw four iron wolves, three meters long and two meters high, standing in front of the formation.

"The Iron Python hasn't been refined yet?" Shang Liangshan asked with some envy.

Mechanical beasts are men’s favorite!

"I've refined it and I'll keep it as a backup." Yang Chao said, touching the ring on the middle finger of his right hand.

The origin of the Iron Python is that the old patriarch and Yishui hunted the water-scale python monster and brought back the skeleton and monster crystals, which were then refined into the stone.

"Roar" the roar was approaching, and the hideous corpse let out a bloodthirsty roar.

It really stinks.

Shang Liangshan waved his hand and two purple-dark flame snakes flew out from his body, stood in front of the formation and dispersed, transforming into two purple-dark guards, standing in front of the formation, as still as statues, standing firm in the face of the oncoming tide of corpses.

"Kill them all!" Shang Liangshan ordered in a deep voice.

"Kill!" Zi Ling and An Ling shouted in unison and led their team to kill the crowd of zombies with all their strength, purple and dark light radiating in all directions.

"A 55th-rank commander." The old clan leader lost his composure immediately as he watched the two swords of purple-dark energy, each ten feet long, whistling and slashing at the oncoming horde of corpses.

"Boom" the dark purple energy knife slashed into the crowd of zombies, like cutting melons and vegetables, and then slashed into the ground and exploded with a loud bang.

For a moment, blood splattered, broken limbs flew, and black blood mist rose, clearing a large area.

"Groups of ten, kill!" Zi Ling and An Ling gave the order in unison, turning into afterimages and charging into the oncoming tide of zombies.

"Puchi" As the two sides touched, the sound of flesh entering flesh was heard, and it was a one-sided massacre.

When the corpses faced the two Purple and Dark Guards, whose overall strength was above the fourth rank and who were charging at them, they were like children facing an adult holding a long sword. They were truly vulnerable.

The "gulp" swallowing sounds came one after another.

"Gu, Liangshan, I'm wondering whether I should let Tielang attack." Yang Chao asked, swallowing his saliva.

"Of course we have to attack. Don't forget the Fifth Elder and the Sixth Elder. They are waiting for us to ask for help." Shang Liangshan reminded.