Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

With just one contact, the long-haired woman was defeated, which made the white-clothed men who followed her change color instantly.

But none of those people were afraid. Instead, they roared and rushed towards the master of the funeral.

The Undertaker didn't even look at them. He casually waved his broad right hand, and a golden light burst out from his body, sweeping everyone away.

A powerful shock wave spread from the snow, clearing out a space of one kilometer in radius.

With just one strike, all the attackers fell to the ground.

But those people were only knocked unconscious, not dead.

"Oh? He seems to be a compassionate monk. But who are those people?"

Zhang Yi watched this wonderful show leisurely.

He didn't know the situation on the snowy plateau yet, and only heard some information from Paji Gesang.

But no matter how you think about it, it would be extremely stupid to dare to attack an Ipsilon.

However, judging from the expression of the long-haired woman, they obviously did not expect that the attacker would be the strongest person in the Southwest Region.

The Burial Master raised his hand to suppress a group of people. Zhang Yi silently estimated the Burial Master's strength in his heart.

But the result is still difficult to predict, because it really doesn't take much effort to deal with opponents below Ipsilon.

Unless it's not a combat-type Ipsilon.

The master of the funeral only looked up at the distance at this time. From a distance, he gave Zhang Yi and others a somewhat innocent smile.

That smile was truly pure, without any impurities.

Even Fatty Xu couldn't help but say, "It's very real at first glance, just like me!"

Fatty Xu's code name at this time is Ding, so it can be said that he is as real as Ding.

Zhang Yi said calmly, "What's the big deal? My smile isn't impure either."

Then he sighed helplessly: "Maybe I've read too many books, and my pure mind has been polluted."

The undertaker put his hands together and bowed slowly to the crowd, seemingly not intending to embarrass them.

Zhang Yi thought of what Paji Gesang said. After the deceased was recognized as a reincarnated lama child, he was adopted in Sangjia Temple and worshipped Buddha every day for more than ten years.

So his heart is pure and he has no evil thoughts.

To be evaluated in this way by his opponent, Pajigsang, I think it is probably true.

Zhang Yi said, "The show is over, let's go. Staying here will make people suspicious."

After saying that, he started the car and continued driving towards the snowy plateau.

The undertaker watched Zhang Yi's car leave. He didn't pay much attention to it, but just looked down at the ambushers crawling at his feet with pity.

"Why are you doing this? May the Buddha forgive your sins. Come back with me and atone for your sins to the Buddha and to the innocent people you have harmed!"

The face of the undertaker was full of compassion.

The men in white who were knocked unconscious were no longer able to respond to him.

Suddenly, someone grabbed the undertaker's feet tightly.

That was the leader, the woman in white. She was extremely weak and had endured Ipsilon's blow, which nearly broke her internal organs.

Fortunately, the undertaker was merciful and did not kill her.

Otherwise, no one here would have survived.

The woman raised her head with difficulty and looked up at the face of the undertaker, with unspeakable hatred and struggle in her eyes.

"You...are ambushing us!"

The funeral master sighed softly: "What you did is wrong."

The woman suddenly grinned, and blood flowed from the corners of her mouth.

"Haha, haha! You still can't do anything to us, right? Even you have to go out in person. Hahaha!"

She laughed heartily.

The undertaker frowned slightly, as if he felt that the person in front of him was beyond redemption.

Zhang Yi and his friends' car had already driven away by then.

He didn't care about these things. Although he met the number one master in the Southwest Region, now was definitely not the time to conflict with him.