"Hehe, it'll be difficult to do so unless it's an indiscriminate attack like Ice and Fire," mu Jie said.
He paced back and forth leisurely among the zombies and did not make any moves. It was obvious that he had discovered the same problem as Duanmu Cang.
These zombies had different levels of strength, and it seemed to be related to their strength when they were alive. However, they were generally much weaker than the newly transformed zombies, probably due to the severe loss of strength.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a blood-curdling screech was heard. An eight-star martial Supreme was careless and was hit on the shoulder by a zombie. His face immediately turned green.
The pigmentin continued to expand, and poisonous blood burst out. His entire shoulder began to fester.
The man's neck and face turned green in an instant. He clutched his neck with both hands and foam came out of his mouth.
