After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

"Woooo..."

"What is this place?"

"Help~ Is there anyone here?"

"Let me out...let me out~"

At the same time, in the crematorium, Wei Wu was lying on the ground with his head "stretched" into the stove in a strange posture. He was twisting his body desperately, trying to pull his head out.

She stuck her butt out and twisted it in various positions, which was very weird. If Li Chenggang, the Crown Prince of the Dajing Empire, was here, he would probably have been unable to contain himself.

But his struggle was completely in vain.

The stove built by Wang Tiezhu was made of mortar that was as hard as gold and iron, and was calcined with Nanming fire. It was part of the reinforcement of the crematorium.

Wei Wu only knew that he shouted "Qin He, the gods are coming", and then his eyes went dark, and he was stuck in something and couldn't get out.

He didn't know what happened or where.

He didn't even know whether he was alive or dead.

I only smelled a "gray" smell, and when I blew a little harder, it immediately filled my eyes and nose.

Just now he vaguely heard the voices of Wang Tiezhu and Niu, but they soon faded away from him, which made him even more confused.

I must have been attacked by that god, and that's how I became like this.

baffling.

……

Outside the Tianzhu Mansion, Qin He looked up at the light curtain and couldn't help wondering in his heart whether he should smash the turtle shell now?

Kill one god, and there may be another one coming.

The game of waiting for something to happen can still be played, but it may also backfire. It may be safer to eliminate them first.

But no matter what, let's try the defense of this turtle shell first, and scare them to death by the way.

In view of this, Qin He's mind moved, and the big black shovel grew taller in the wind. In just a moment, it covered a corner of Tianzhu Mansion, like a towering tree.

Immediately afterwards, the big black shovel, radiant with fairy mist and bathed in golden light, came crashing down.

"Boom!"

Lightning flashed and the heaven and earth shook.

The light curtain of Tianzhu Mansion suddenly flickered violently, flickering unsteadily.

At the same time, a strong counterattack force hit the big black shovel, but it was much smaller than the power of the black shovel falling down.

Qin He only felt his hand slightly bounce, and the force was released.

Seeing this, Qin He grinned, put away the big black shovel and carried it on his shoulder, feeling relieved.

This turtle shell is very strong, but not as strong as the big black shovel, nor as strong as his own Tathagata Palm.

You can break it whenever you want.

"Master, you're so powerful and awesome!" Wang Tiezhu ran over with excitement on his face.

Behind them were Lamborghini, Xiao Diao, and Ma Fei, while You Wenqu and Qian Wuliang were watching from afar with restrained expressions.

The strength displayed by Qin He was shocking enough just by looking at it.

It only took two strikes to kill a genuine god from the Western Regions.

The battle ended with a throw and a smash of the big black shovel.

In addition, Wei Wu was saved.

"Not bad," Qin He praised. The huge Tianzhu Mansion was curled up in the formation and did not scatter everywhere like pigs escaping from a pen.

"I still have to rely on you to keep things under control," Wang Tiezhu flattered him, adding, "Master, should we burn the body now?"

"Let it air out for an hour first, so they can have a good look at it. Then burn it after the enemy is frightened." Qin He pondered for a moment and gave the order.

"Okay." Wang Tiezhu agreed readily.

After that, the group of beasts talked a few words happily and then turned and left.

The man in brocade robe was left standing there, his face still showing the horror, disbelief and a little bit of surprise of a dying man.

After a while, Ma Fei turned back, looked up and down, left and right, and exclaimed in amazement.

The corpse of the Western god is right before my eyes, like a dream.

Finally, it cleared its throat, put its hands on its hips, and imitated Wang Tiezhu, shouting into the magic circle with great confidence:

"Who else!!!"

This shout was two parts complacency, eight parts arrogance, and three parts of bullying.

……

At the same time, the group of beastmen who returned to the crematorium looked at Wei Wu who was stuck in the stove with surprised expressions.

Qin He looked inquiringly at him, and Wang Tiezhu whispered, "Master, it seems your shovel was placed in the kitchen just now. After it shifted... it became like this."

"Oh." Qin He suddenly realized, and then asked, "He... has a pretty big head."

"He has always been arrogant and has a big mouth." Wang Tiezhu nodded.

"How to say?"

"Look at that dust."