The wind gradually became stronger and brushed across Longle Village, bringing a "whimpering" whistling sound, as if the heaven was crying.

In the cold wind, the body of the corpse spitting out of the earth could not help but tremble.

"What's wrong? Are you cold?" Hanba glanced at the corpse and asked in a deep voice.

"No, King Drought Ba, as zombies, we shouldn't feel the cold so easily... But for some reason, my body is not in control..."

Hanba said expressionlessly: "Then let me tell you, that's because you have never seen such a powerful opponent. You feel fear and despair. You are wondering, after a while, will you grow your eight legs on your body like the Phantom Corpse, be torn off one by one by one by Pu Zixuan..."

"This... King Hanba, don't say it so terrifying..." The sound of spitting out the earth corpse also trembled. Unfortunately, he was not a human, otherwise, his face would have been filled with panic at this moment.

But Pu Zixuan was really proud. Once upon a time, when facing any demon king or strong enemy, he played the role of the sad soldier. When facing an opponent who was several times stronger than him, he felt helpless and exhausted. But this time, let alone spitting out the earth corpse, even the legendary drought bare stands in front of him, he just looks a bit tall and ferocious, and it's just a strong outside and a hard job at the middle.

So he said to the two monsters leisurely: "Next, it's your turn."

Facing Pu Zixuan's majestic momentum, he unconsciously took two steps back and said tremblingly: "King Hanba, what should we do now... now?"

"Okay, you are no match for him, so I'd better deal with him." After Hanba said that, he began to increase his demonic power. Soon, the red demonic aura on his body had expanded beyond words.

Pu Zixuan could clearly sense that although Hanba was the four demon kings, along with Hongyasha, Black Mountain Old Demon and Veres, his demonic power was obviously above those three demon kings, and he was completely invincible when Xiqu was upgraded to the demon king. Even if he had the power of the Unformed Realm, if he underestimated this opponent, he would definitely encounter some trouble. So he increased the purification power again and made a starting move.

Seeing that the leader was interested in fighting, he immediately felt a little safe when he spit out the earth corpse and asked carefully: "King Hanba, you must be able to kill that guy, right?"

He hoped to get a positive answer, but Hanba shook his head and said, "Don't give too much hope, but I understand that guy's weakness very well. Even if I lose my hand, there is a way to evacuate safely."

"ah?"

The corpse of the spitting earth was still stunned, but the drought bar had already flashed and jumped to Pu Zixuan.

On the other hand, Chen Shuqing and Long Xueru worked tirelessly to rescue the villagers who were suppressed by the collapsed houses. With their powerful demonic power and purification power, they easily moved the wooden walls and beams and pillars that ordinary people could not move. When Hanba and Pu Zixuan started fighting, the two had rescued more than twenty people in total.

Of course, there were also many broken tiles and ruins that were moved away, and the buried villagers below had no life characteristics. Every time, although they were so sad, they had no time to feel sad. They could only place the bodies of these villagers flat on the ground and rushed to the next family without stopping.

Soon, Long Xueru had arrived near the homes of the two brothers Long Dafu and Long Dagui.

Unexpectedly, the two brothers' houses were not spared from this movement and were completely dumped. Long Xueru and the two brothers had a good relationship. Seeing this situation, their heart suddenly rose to their throats and shouted with a serious expression: "Dafu, Dagui!"

After one sound, no one answered, Long Xueru shouted twice, and then a man's voice came from the ruins: "Is it Long Xueru? I'm here..."

The voice was weak, and he knew that the owner of the voice must be in a very bad state. Long Xueru judged that this was Long Dagui's voice, so she looked around and found that no one was there. She immediately shouted with heartache: "Dagui, where are you?"

"Here...here..."

After several positionings, Long Xueru finally figured out the exact location of the sound and quickly lifted a broken roof wreckage in front of her. Below, Long Dagui was pressed by a beam, his face covered in blood. It seemed that he should have run out as soon as the ground was moving, but when he was about to go out, he was hit on the head by the roof falling from above and pressed against his body by the beam.

When Long Dagui saw Long Xueru coming to rescue alone, he was extremely surprised: "Xueru... why do you have such great strength?"

"I awaken the power of purification, and the power is already very comparable to that of people... But this is not the point, I will save you now!" Long Xueru said, while raising the beam of the house pressing against Long Dagui and throwing it aside. After Long Dagui's whole body was free from the constraints, he helped him up.

Long Dagui then stood firm, wiped the blood on his face, and came to the flat ground by himself, gasping heavily.

Seeing that Long Dagui was not seriously injured, Long Xueru said worriedly again: "What about your brother Dafu?"

Long Dagui swallowed his saliva, glanced around the ruins, pointed to the distance, and said as if he was dead, "When the earth was moving, I was in the Tao House, but my brother was in the bedroom. He must be there. You should save him quickly! Save him!"

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I'll save him now!" Long Xueru ran to the back of the ruins without saying a word and moved the wreckage on the other end.

However, this time, God did not favor them anymore. When all the wreckage pressed above were moved away, what the two saw was a Long Dafu who had long lost his breath...

"Brother, brother!" Long Dagui held the cold body of Long Dafu. Although he knew that his brother was no longer in this world, he still shook his body unwillingly and patted his cheeks, "Brother, wake up! Wake up! Please!"

Although Long Xueru had an ominous premonition when Long Dagui pointed deep in the ruins, when she saw this heartbreaking scene, she couldn't help but burst into tears, "Dagui, your brother is no longer here, accept the reality..."

"I just lost my father a few days ago, and today I lost my brother again. How do you want me to accept reality... Oh my God, it's really unfair to me like this!"

"So, is God fair to them?" Long Xueru squatted down, patted Long Dagui's shoulder, pointed to the collapsed houses around him, and said seriously, "Look at them, look at Long Junyu's parents died, Long Junde's four-year-old son died, and Long Shunli, he and his wife, two sons and one daughter, all died! The ground movement that brought a catastrophe to our Longle Village was not a natural formation at all, but a drought! If you want to scold, don't scold God, you should scold the damn drought!"

"Drought Bah..." Long Dagui muttered to himself, raised his head and looked into Long Xueru's eyes, "How did you know it was a drought Bah? Did you see some monster with your own eyes?"

Long Xueru pointed to the direction where Hanba was and gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, the initiator who killed your father, your brother, and so many people in the village are the demon king Hanba, who is entrenched in our Dunhuang. He is real. He is now in our Longle Village, where he is fighting someone who comes to help us!"

Long Dagui raised his head higher and looked in the direction of Long Xueru's finger. However, since this place was far away from the battlefield and was located at a high place, from this position, the figure of Hanba could not be seen.

"After being a great man, things have come to this point. Everyone has lost their relatives. Everyone is in pain. Let's be sad." Then, Long Xueru looked at another collapsed house and said quickly, "That's it, I have to continue saving people!"

After saying that, Long Xueru stood up and prepared to rush to the house.

At this moment, Long Dagui screamed: "Ah——"

Long Xueru lowered her head in confusion. She thought that Long Dagui was crying out of pain because of a wound on his body. Unexpectedly, what she saw was an extremely creepy scene!

The dead Long Dafu had turned into a zombie, with dry muscles on his body and a ferocious face. He stared at his eyes and reached out to pinch Long Dagui's neck!
Chapter completed!