The real Ziwei Star is the daughter of the true dragon emperor, a real princess, a true aristocrat. Her blood is the most yang and sacred thing, and is the nemesis of evil.

Instead of a lowly counterfeit like Jun Luoyuan!

Qin Ye swung his sword and knocked down seven or eight zombies.

The surviving soldiers saw this scene, their eyes widened, and they became excited, shouting: "Princess, give me some blood!"

“Give me some!”

"I want one too!"

They hurriedly surrounded him, wanting to smear Qin Ye's blood on their weapons so that they could show off their power.

The resurrection of a corpse is already very strange.

If I could kill the corpse again, wouldn't it be a matter of great fame and honor to my family?

Zong Zhengchen flashed over, grabbed their collars with a dark face, and threw them away one by one, "Why don't you chop her into pieces?"

Each and every one of them wanted blood.

Where can there be so much blood?

Was he going to cut his beloved daughter-in-law all over her body and drain all her blood?

What do you think of his wife?

If she’s not your wife, you don’t have to feel bad about it, right?

Qin Ye was quite touched. He didn't expect that Prince Chen was so thoughtful and good at doting on girls.

Next second:

"If you want to give something, give it to me first!" Zong Zhengchen picked up her injured hand, squeezed out a little blood, and smeared it on his sword.

Qin Ye: “…”

Take back what she just said.

"Give me some too!" Jun Yuyang ran over quickly.

"Is the wound still bleeding? Don't waste it, this is a good thing!" Jun Yilin also hurried over to share in the joy.

"I am also a member of the royal family, why am I not from Ziwei Star?" Jun Qingyu refused to accept it. He cut his own hand and tried to stab the living dead, but found that he could not kill him.

Jun Yuyang's face darkened, "Third brother, are you stupid? How can a man be from Ziwei Star?"

“…”

A few people wiped the blood, grasped the sword, and attacked the zombies without saying a word.

Now it works.

The corpse pierced by the sword was like a dead leaf that had left the branch. It lost its breath of life and fell straight to the ground, becoming a completely obedient corpse.

Zhu Qianchi's face changed drastically.

I never thought that the results of my thirty years of research could be broken so easily.

He doesn't believe it!

He hurriedly took out the talisman, stained it with his own blood, and cursed again: "Rise!"

On the ground, the corpses lay lifeless, without any movement.

"rise!"

"Get up!"

Several attempts failed.

On the contrary, he dispersed his energy and injected it into the living dead. The living dead fell down, and his energy was shattered. The wounds seemed to stab him, causing him to feel severe pain all over and suffer a strong backlash.

Hundreds of zombies fell down, and they were severely devoured. He couldn't bear it and his face turned pale. He wanted to stop.

Ling Yixing slapped a bright yellow talisman paper on the ground, which ignited a bright flame and formed an invisible frame to block his evil out.

Want to end the exercise?

Too late!

Deep voice: "Xiao Ye, hurry up!"

"Okay!" Qin Ye nodded, and his men quickly attacked the living dead. Chen Wang and others joined forces, and it was as if they had equipped with attack speed equipment, and they attacked quickly, accurately and ruthlessly.

The more corpses fell, the more anxious Zhu Qianchi became.

I want to stop the exercise, but I can’t.

I want to stop it, but I can't.

Watching the army of the living dead being routed, he also suffered a great backlash. Finally, he could no longer hold his breath and spat out a mouthful of blood:

"puff!"

Trembling all over, looking old and pale, he staggered and knelt on one knee on the ground, "Junior brother, please… please spare my life…"