After speaking, the four monks sighed again.
Let's go, this matter is over. Let's hand over the aftermath work to the army. We should also tidy up the remains of Brother Dingkun and send them back to Shaolin, "said Master Dingneng with a thin face and white eyebrows, folding his hands and whispering.
At this point, the ruins were already in flames, burning fiercely. Soldiers from the Eastern Legion surrounded and suppressed them from various hiding places, and all zombies encountered along the way were killed to death.
Strangely enough, within the range where this fourth level zombie appeared, the other second and third level zombies were almost extinct, with only some slow-moving and low damage first-level zombies hovering around the battlefield.
Four masters, this battle has been arduous, and the rest of the work will be entrusted to my subordinates. The sacrifice of Master Dingkun is for the benefit of all humanity. He died honorably and great, and the people will not forget his outstanding contributions. I also ask all masters to be humble and obedient... "A colonel officer came to the four elders and asked and forted them in a low tone.
Amitabha Buddha, all things in the world have their own destiny. Younger Martial Brother Dingkun has exquisite Buddhist techniques, and his understanding of life and death is also the most thorough. Although this time has passed away, it may also be the final result of pleting one's merits and virtues to go to the Great Western Heaven and the Blissful World. "Master Dingneng spoke eloquently, causing the military officer to be stunned.
Well, it's really great for the master to think this way. Please take a rest, the masters. This night is still a bit long, and there may be some time to invite the master later, "the officer nodded and bowed, repeatedly saying.
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