"Miss Fu, hurry up and make a barrier!" Xie Ke's voice changed a little.

"The barrier can only prevent souls without solid shape, but not solid shape." Fu Ying replied.

"Ah? That's really over..." Hengqi, Xie Ke and others all looked as if they were dead.

"What's the end? Don't we have...a gun?" Huang Paopao said with his tongue.

"Zongzi is a zombie, zombies are undead creatures, and guns are useless!" Heng Qi sneered.

"The gun is useless, then use the black donkey's hoof!" Huang Paopu shouted with the toad's eyes bulging.

"Don't be messed up for now, let's talk about it." Yang Hao frowned slightly, waved his hand to signal everyone to be calm, while staring at the exploded coffin.

The coffin - to be precise, the sarcophagus had exploded into four petals and fell to the ground. As the sarcophagus cracked, a large stream of green mist also escaped from the coffin. The green mist rose to the dome like a demonic aura, and the fog on the ground became thinner. As the fog dissipated, the things in the coffin finally showed their true colors.

It turned out to be a stone figurine as high as two meters!

Because the sarcophagus was raised up to the ground, now the coffin was cracked into four petals and scattered on the ground, the stone figurine naturally appeared in front of everyone in an upright form. From a distance, it looked like a living person standing there.

"So he is a stone man. What's there to be afraid of?" Heng Qi waved the sweat on his forehead.

"This is not a stone man, it's a rice dumpling!" Fu Ying denied Hengqi's judgment.

"What? These lifeless stone lumps can also turn into rice dumplings?" Xie Ke looked full of doubt.

"This is not a stone!" Fu Ying continued to observe the stone figurine, with a very solemn expression.

This is obviously a stone figure, but why did Fu Ying say that it is not a stone? Is there anything strange inside it?

Sure enough, the stone lump began to change again.

I saw that the stone texture on the surface of its body was slowly regressing and transforming into a rust red. The red was dim at first and could not be seen with the naked eye, but gradually the red turned from light to dark, and slowly turned into a bright red color, and at the same time reflected a bloody luster!

In less than a minute, the stone figurine had turned blood red, blood red. It stood there, full of indescribable gloom and weirdness.

"This...how can it change, change color?" Xie Ke also stuttered.

"It's still changing..." Hengqi's teeth were filled with an extremely cold breath, as if his whole body had frozen into a lump of ice because of fear, and his whole body was filled with the smell of ice!

The stone figurine is indeed still changing.

I saw that the stone on its surface was cracking, peeling off, and falling off, and a bright red liquid like blood oozing out. Later, all the stone was peeled off and separated, and a bloody corpse appeared in front of everyone!

"This...this, this thing is indeed a name, it's really a blood Rakshasa!" Xie Ke screamed strangely.

"Fight!" Hengqi grabbed the PM5 submachine gun and started shooting.

"Dadada..." A series of bullets flew towards the Blood Rakshasa. The fire at the muzzle flashed like lightning that tore through the dark night. The bullet shell also fell "dingdangdang" at Hengqi's feet, bounced and made a series of pleasant sounds like wind chimes, which was like the stereo effect created in the Holywu gunfight film.

But no one here appreciates this wonderful stereo sound, all they have is deep fear!

"Don't hit Hengqi, you can't kill him. You said it was an undead creature, so you should use the black donkey's hooves to deal with it!" Huang Paopu suddenly shouted hysterically at Hengqi, his mouth was particularly clear and there was no knot at all! It seems that people are the calmest when they are at the most nervous!

"Miss Fu, give us the black donkey hoof, let's deal with it!" Hengqi stopped firing after firing a magazine bullet. It seemed that he also believed that the bullet had no effect on this thing, so he could only use the black donkey hoof!

But Fu Ying did not take out the black donkey's hooves, but just opened her eyes wide and kept observing. What was she observing?

"Are you looking for its weakness?" Yang Hao asked softly.

"Yes." Fu Ying replied softly.

"Then have you found it?"

"not yet."

At this moment, the blood Rakshasa still stood there staggeringly like a stone bucket before, with no vitality visible, as if it was just a corpse with blood flowing. There were more than a dozen holes on its chest, and blood flowed out of the holes. The flowing blood made its entire body look shockingly red!

"It seems that it is still absorbing the yin energy. When the yin energy is full, it will be alive." Fu Ying murmured.

"Then how can we stop it from becoming alive?" Yang Hao asked.

"I don't know..." Fu Ying seemed to have no clue in her heart.

"Miss Fu, don't you tomb robbers use black donkey hooves to deal with rice dumplings? Why do you say you don't know?" Xie Ke said anxiously.

Fu Ying smiled bitterly and said, "I have always used black donkey hoofs to deal with rice dumplings. It's just a legend that has been circulated among the fighters. No one has ever really used it, so I can't be sure whether this is true or false. Also, if the black donkey hoofs are really useful, my father and the others will not be missing."

"Whether it is useful or not, you have to give it a try!" Xie Ke shouted.

"How to try it? You stuff it into its mouth?" Heng Qi gave Xie Ke a blank look.

"Yingying, give me the black donkey's hooves, I'll try it." Yang Hao suddenly looked at Fu Ying and said.

Fu Ying asked in confusion: "Brother Yang, the story of the black donkey's hoof is really just a legend. Although I brought it with me, I never believed it was really useful."

Yang Hao had to tell her simple and tactful words: "Yingying, I want to observe it up close - I think all the corpse transformers are just that their brains are still under unknown control. If this control is removed, it will not have any more power."

Fu Ying is a very smart girl. How could she not understand what Yang Hao meant? She shook her head and said, "Brother Yang, don't try it, this is too dangerous."

"Yes, this is like hanging a bell for a tiger. How can it not be dangerous?" Huang Paopu would have completely misled Yang and Fu's intentions and interrupted inappropriately.

Heng Qi and Xie Ke also dissuaded: "Kesi, this is dangerous, so don't go."

"Yang, don't be personal heroism." Charlie also spoke out to stop Yang Hao.

Yang Hao's eyes flashed with a firm light: "Even if there is danger, I can only do this. Besides, if I don't try it, how can I know if it's OK?"

"Okay, I'll go with you." Fu Ying said.

"No, I'll just go alone."

Fu Ying couldn't resist Yang Hao, so she had to give the black donkey's hoof to Yang Hao, and looked at him with a concern.

Yang Hao nodded at her, waved to everyone, and then walked towards the Blood Rakshasa.

"But Sita just... walked over?" Huang Paopuo was so scared that he farted several times. However, no one mentioned him at this critical moment.

Yang Hao was naturally quite nervous at this moment, but his nervousness was only reflected in his heart and not revealed. Because he didn't want everyone to know that he was nervous. If everyone knew that he was nervous, he would inevitably be infected by him.

Are you dead or alive? Why can you stand like this all the time? Although I am a disabled person now, I have faith to support you! Do you have a walking corpse? Why haven't you fallen yet?

Yang Hao thought of this and had already arrived at the Blood Rakshasa, only four or five steps away from the Blood Rakshasa.

If the stone figurines before were two meters high, the blood Rakshasa is only about 1.8 meters tall, but they are still one head taller than Yang Hao. Yang Hao has to look up to see its face.

The smell of blood came to his nose, choking Yang Hao almost vomited. The bloody Rakshasa seemed to be really stinky!

But the Blood Rakshasa was still standing and standing very steadily. Through the light of the flashlights of the flashlights of everyone, Yang Hao could clearly see that countless blood-red tobacco-like objects were continuously penetrated into the body of the Blood Rakshasa, like a layer of blood mist covering its body. It made the Blood Rakshasa, which was originally like soaked in blood, become a devil bathed in blood mist!

But the devil has not woken up yet, and he doesn't know when it will wake up. Maybe when its closed eyes will open.

Yang Hao raised the double-tube hand gun in his hand, and there was a bullet in each of the left and right chambers of the gun. If this mother-and-child gun bullet was fired, it would probably be able to break the giant blood Rakshasa into countless powders!

What Yang Hao thought was to shoot close and completely destroy the zombie's body! Because the location he and Fu Ying were just now was at least thirty meters away from the Blood Rakshasa. Thirty meters were not far away, but for the gun bullets with a relatively close range, at this distance, the shooting surface of the gun bullet must have been scattered to more than a dozen square meters. In such a wide area, it may be possible to hit more than a dozen targets at the same time, but the ability to concentrate on attacking one target will be greatly reduced. Perhaps the one that hits the Blood Rakshasa is only a few or even a dozen bullets of sub-compartment bullets. The sub-compartment bullet is only a few millimeters of iron sand, which is about the same as a bean. How can a piece of iron sand the size of a soybean kill this Blood Rakshasa?

Yang Hao is now standing almost face to face with the Blood Rakshasa. The Blood Rakshasa cannot tell whether it is a man or a woman, nor is it too old, because its face seems to have been stripped of its skin and only its bright red muscles are left. In this case, it is impossible for you to see what it is.
Chapter completed!