Inside the live broadcast screen.
A furry zombie appeared at the entrance of the air-raid shelter.
It was the first one awakened by the sound of the Dragon Horn.
The sound of the Xuanmen Dragon Horn and the Three Pure Ones Bell made it uncomfortable all over.
This furry zombie, full of anger, planned to rush out and eat a person to quell its rage.
But it never expected that just as it charged to the doorway, its fury was instantly extinguished.
How could it stand a chance against a dozen Taoists blocking the door?
Staring at the robes of the Taoists, the furry zombie felt a bloodline suppression.
In contrast, those Taoists had been waiting at the entrance for a long time, and finally saw a zombie come out.
Taoist Jing Feng was like an eagle spotting a rabbit, too eager to wait.
His gaze fixed on the furry zombie.
"Supreme Heavenly Venerate, bold demon, the Taoist is here, will you not submit? Brothers, chant the Golden Light Spell with me and charge!"
