Maybe it's because I saved the face of his sweetheart's remnant soul, the zombie boss is surprisingly easy to speak, and he doesn't have the violent state he had before.

Of course, this is only a superficial phenomenon, and it is also a rare kindness that he has shown.

There is such a strong murderous aura in his body, and it has been condensed into substance, which shows that the other party is definitely not a soft-hearted generation.

It's okay to get along well, and if there is an unpleasantness, it is definitely murderous without blinking.

He got rid of me just now, if I dare to say a word, I'm afraid it won't end well.

The headless goddess statue is the best column, the newly installed head, which was directly knocked away, is now nowhere to be found, and the body, not to mention the holes, rotten and unrecognizable, can't distinguish the human form at all.

If it weren't for the ghost bride's deep scheming and fast slipping, it is estimated that she would have been beaten half to death.

The ghost bride and the headless goddess statue are both unprovoked existences for me, at least now, I can't fight against them at all.

The zombie boss is an even more terrifying existence, and even the headless goddess statue and the ghost bride can't match it.

From the beginning to the end of the battle, there was nothing equal, only crushing all the way.

It is conceivable how terrifying the zombie boss is, and according to him, he has inherited the bloodline of the drought, but he doesn't know how many generations of zombies he belongs to.

It shouldn't be possible for the first generation, otherwise Fengshenshan can't seal him at all, then it should be the second or third generation.

Because these generations of zombies have used the ability to fly to the sky and the earth, they have vast magical powers, they are immortal and indestructible, and they are incomparable.

If it is really a second- and third-generation zombie, then the source blood in his body should be very close to the level of a drought.

If he gives me a drop of source blood and transforms it all, then I will be able to reach the level he is now.

At that time, I'm afraid that the whole death game will no longer be able to help me.

As an immortal zombie boss, would I still be afraid of anything?

Inexistent!

"Big guy, I'm ready?"

I raised my hands above my head, ready to receive the blood.

Because I was blown in half by the golden light before, my lower body is still in a state of paralysis, and I can't recover in a short time, so I can only lie on the ground, a little ashamed.

The zombie boss didn't speak, just nodded, and then stretched out an index finger.

I could clearly see that the blood on his body began to surge wildly, and it quickly surged in the direction of his index finger.

Soon, a drop of purple blood appeared on the tip of his index finger.

The purple blood grew thicker and thicker, and the droplets of blood grew larger and larger.

When condensed to the size of a fingernail, the zombie boss flicked his fingers.

"Smack!"

With a soft sound, purple blood droplets shot into my eyebrows like bullets, and the tremendous force shook me.

As soon as the purple blood drops entered the center of my eyebrows, I felt a wave of energy like mountains and seas, huge and incomparable, forcibly instilled into my body like a mountain and a sea.

At that moment, I suffered as if my whole body had been gnawed by thousands of ants.

I could clearly see that my skin began to become transparent, the blood vessels were clearly visible under the skin, the flow of blood, the beating of my heart, at this moment, became extremely clear.

As I suffered the pain of tearing, the pores of my body began to drain dirt outward, layer upon layer.

That drop of purple blood was like a powerful and terrifying virus.

As soon as it entered my body, it began to frantically devour and transform the blood in my body.

Wherever it is clear, it will all turn purple.

It felt like I was playing a big game.

The purple blood devoured the blood in my body at a frantic speed, and strengthened myself little by little, making myself bigger, more terrifying, and stronger.

It's a viral invasion and a forced infinite loop.

During the whole process, I had no room for resistance at all, so I could only silently bear the baptism of this drop of blood.

It was only then that I realized what a terrible power a drop of zombie blood had.

Just a drop can destroy my body.

If it weren't for the same zombie bloodline as the one I owned, the impact of the source blood alone would not be something I could bear.

Or, if I hadn't had the same zombie bloodline, this drop of source blood would have destroyed me as an enemy a long time ago, which one would be as gentle as now.

Little by little, my body was strengthened, my blood was devoured and transformed, and I was reborn like a transformation.

Of course, its gentleness is still not something that normal people can lose.

The pain of my body being broken and then regrouped made my snot and tears flow out of my nose and tears, and the point was that I couldn't scream out.

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't.

"What a shame!"

When the zombie boss saw me like this, he couldn't help but sneer coldly.

I can't say the bitterness in my heart, who would have thought that a drop of source blood would have such terrifying energy?

It was a complete cleansing of my body, from head to toe, from the inside out.

The weak, the bad, the sick, all were blasted out, leaving only strong, active cells and blood.

And my body, in the process of transforming the source blood, cracked inch by inch, and then repaired little by little, at this time, the benefits of being a zombie physique were revealed.

Although the process was painful, but the injury was very serious, but he could not die.

The drop of blood is like a spiritual one, knowing where the limits of my body are, and always trying frantically on the edge of the limit.

When my body is about to lose the onslaught of energy and is about to explode, the source blood will slow down, or even stop the brutal transformation.

However, when my body began to repair itself and was almost recovered, it would come back with a more ferocious impact, which made me really *.

The pain that has been endured before does not add up to as much as the current transformation.

Even if the golden god splits his legs, even if he is blown off by the golden light of the goddess, I can still talk and laugh.

But now, in the face of the invasion of the source blood and the transformation of the bloodline.

My face was distorted in pain, and I even had suicidal thoughts many times.

This kind of pain is really not something that people can bear, no, it's really not something that zombies can bear.

I don't know how long this painful process lasted, maybe three days, maybe three minutes.

When my consciousness became cloudy, and I was about to collapse, the transformation of the source blood finally stopped.

Little by little, the pain disappears, and with it comes vitality, a feeling of rebirth.

I looked down, and I didn't know when, the body that had broken before had been completely repaired at the moment, and the whole body was as pure as jade, and there was no wound in sight.

Even the little brother seems to have gotten a lot bigger and cuter.

I touched my skin in disbelief, it was white, smooth, and elastic, and the muscles under the skin were full of explosive power.

Just looking at my body, I'm no different from an ordinary person now.

But only I know how powerful I am at this moment.

I stood up slowly, although my spirit was a little tired, but my body was full of vitality, and I could even feel that the pores of my whole body were breathing freely, absorbing the aura in the air.

Constantly strengthening the body and polishing the meridians.

"Feel it. ”

The person in the blood shadow raised one hand, and the Huangquan knife beside me suddenly flew up with a "bang", and the tip of the sword was aimed at my chest.

"Big guy, what are you?"

I was slightly stunned, a little confused.

"Go!"

The person in the blood shadow stretched out his index finger and gently moved forward, and the Huangquan knife shot out in an instant, carrying a thousand catties of huge force, and stabbed me in the chest.

I subconsciously wanted to block it with both hands, but the Huangquan Knife exploded again with a second speed in mid-air, stabbing directly into my chest with more powerful force.

"Boom!"

There was another soft sound, and I was caught off guard, and I was shocked by the huge force on the Huangquan knife and took two steps back.

Originally, I thought that I would be pierced through, after all, the sharpness of the Huangquan knife was there.

But when I looked down, it scared me.

The Huangquan knife didn't pierce me through, not even my skin.

The tip of the Huangquan knife was pressed against my chest, and the skin and muscles on my chest were slightly sunken and a little white.

But that's about it.

The Huangquan knife, which was originally as sharp as clay, did not even break through my flesh and skin defense at this moment.

I couldn't believe it before, but now, I've done it.

At this moment, my body is like a special cowhide, extremely elastic and extremely tough, the sword is difficult to hurt, water and fire are invulnerable, and it has reached the level of immortality and immortality in the true sense.

Even the Huangquan knife can't pierce it, so what else in the world can break through my defenses?

You must know that against the Golden Heavenly God before, even the body of the Heavenly God could not be preserved under the slashing of the Huangquan Knife.

It's just that because my strength is relatively small, I can only draw a few knife marks on the body of the gods.

Compared to the huge body of the gods, although it is nothing, it at least shows a problem, even the defense of the gods cannot withstand the sharpness of the Huangquan knife.

But now that I have done it, the tip of the Huangquan knife can't pierce my skin.

That is to say, my body is now far more powerful than that golden god.

After the transformation of the zombie boss's source blood, my current physical fitness is simply terrifying, and even I am a little afraid of myself.

"Big man, thank you for the gift!"

After reacting, I hurriedly thanked the zombie boss.

After giving me a drop of source blood, the blood mist around the zombie boss was obviously a lot darker, and it seemed to consume a lot.

"Don't thank me, just remember your promise. ”

The zombie boss spoke in a flat tone.

"My husband is full of promises, you can rest assured that as long as I don't die, I will definitely complete the task you have explained!"

If before, I just wanted to save my life, so I casually said a few perfunctory sentences.

After all, now is not as good as before, the poisonous oaths made and the promises made are like special bullshit, and they forget about it when they turn their heads, and only the ancients would value it so much.

But now it's different, I'm really grateful to the other person, so I made a new commitment.

It was just perfunctory before, but now it is sincere.

After all, I'm so powerful now, and it's all thanks to him.

Whether it is the previous zombie bloodline, or the current transformation of the zombie source blood, the two transformations, and the two times of becoming stronger, are all because of him.

So other factors aside, I am very grateful to him from the bottom of my heart.

People are mutual, and if he gave me such a gift, I naturally want to repay him.

Since his goal was for me to take the scroll out so that the woman in the scroll could be reincarnated, I naturally wouldn't refuse.

After all, for me, it's just a gesture and it doesn't affect anything at all.

What he demanded of me was not in the slightest disadvantage to me.

And what he gave me completely changed my life.

I have the bloodline of the Drought Fish, I am extremely powerful at the moment, what kind of game of death, what demons and monsters, now I don't care about it, you have the ability to kill me?

Beyond the six realms of sentient beings, I can now be described as immortal.

With such a strong physique, not only do I benefit alone, but along with my companions, their chances of survival are greatly enhanced.

Damn, I'm just going to ask, who else?

Who can give me death?

Calm down, calm down!

Don't pretend to be too ......

As soon as my heart swelled, I suppressed the arrogant thoughts and told myself that I needed to calm down.

It is not known who the Grim Reaper is and to what extent, but what is certain is that it is definitely not weaker than the zombie boss.

"Your current body is still in the initial stage of transformation, and if you want to completely transform and gain certain abilities, it will take a while. ”

The zombie boss reminded in a timely manner: "But now you, self-protection should be enough, if you want to awaken the ability quickly, you need a lot of supplements, the easiest and most efficient way is to suck human blood." ”

"Sucking human blood?" I raised my eyebrows slightly.

The zombie boss nodded: "That's right, it's to suck human blood, although the essence of human blood is very small, but for us, it is a great supplement." According to your current state, if you smoke a thousand people, you will almost be able to complete the transformation. ”

"What?"

I was amazed: "Thousands?

"What a fuss!"

The zombie boss glared at me dissatisfiedly: "What is the thousands of people? Back then, I fought all over the world, invincible, slaughtering millions of people in the city, countless deeds, thousands of people are not enough for me to stuff my teeth!"

"Wipe ......"

Seeing the zombie boss pointing out his past deeds like a homely person, I couldn't help but be dumbfounded, this thing is really a murderous devil.

Slaughtering millions of people in the city, I can't even think about that picture.

It is estimated that if the corpses are piled up, they can build a wall around the city.

It's terrible, it's really terrible!

No wonder there is such a terrifying murderous aura in his body, which is really not a level that ordinary people can reach.

Even if I had his source blood and became like him, I was sure that I would not be his match if it weren't for other adventures.

It's hard to believe that such a demon who slaughtered millions of cities would be so infatuated with a woman.

"Boss, is it okay not to suck human blood?" I asked tentatively.

"Of course you can not suck human blood, but it will take longer to transform, as for how to choose, you decide for yourself, I don't bother to care. ”

The zombie boss turned around and waved his hand: "Now, take the scroll and leave." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the altar not far away suddenly floated and moved dozens of meters into the air before stopping.

And under the previous altar, a hole appeared at this moment, a hole sealed by an energy enchantment.

Presumably, this is the exit to the third floor, and the entrance to the fourth floor.

"Big guy, I still have a few friends, and when I find them, will we go out together?" I said.

"Whatever, you can do it yourself. ”

After saying a word, the zombie boss directly turned into a bloody shadow and disappeared outside the city wall in the blink of an eye.

Just go, without the slightest drag.

But at the last moment, I noticed that his body was trembling slightly.

That's reluctance, but also goodbye.

However, as a decisive man, he would not allow himself to show his soft side, especially in front of me.

So he went, and he walked very decisively.

He was afraid that if he stayed too long, he would change his mind.

Send the remnant soul of his beloved out and let him be reincarnated, but where should he go for himself?

In this sacred mountain, he endured the pain of lovesickness day and night, and endured the torture of eternal life and eternal loneliness.

In such a place, immortality, immortality is not a gift, but a curse.

As an existence suppressed by Fengshen Mountain, he needs to cross the tribulation to get out.

But the question is, will he really be able to survive the catastrophe?

I guess he doesn't know this question himself.

In this world, no existence can compete with the Heavenly Dao, whether you are an immortal zombie, a god and Buddha who is admired and worshipped, or the king of Hades in hell.

The way of heaven is a law, a rule, a rule that no existence can disobey.

Just like the law in reality, the law determines the order of a country.

Even if you are in a high position, even if you have a lot of money, you still can't openly violate the law.

Maybe there is darkness in this world, maybe at some point, in some unknown place, there is something that violates the law.

But after all, it was only in secret, and absolutely no one dared to openly confront the law.

The Law of Heaven is similar to this situation.

There may be demons and monsters full of evil, but after all, they are just shrinking somewhere, and they don't dare to provoke the majesty of heaven at all.

Fengshen Mountain, where the zombie boss is located, is more like a prison in the real world.

Those who escape from prison must endure the trial of the law and have their sentences extended.

Corresponding to the Heavenly Dao, it is even more tragic, if you want to escape from the Fengshen Mountain, you must bear the baptism of the Heavenly Tribulation.

However, there is no one in ten thousand who can survive the baptism of the heavenly calamity.

The one who can trigger the criminal law of the Heavenly Tribulation is itself a terrifying existence, and in this group of terrifying beings, they still dare not touch the Heavenly Tribulation, otherwise they will be wiped out in an instant.

Although the zombie boss is strong, if he doesn't want to be scattered, he must stay in this sacred mountain.

Then it is very likely that this breakup is the final farewell, and from now on, he and his lover may never see each other again.

He himself was well aware of this.

I can't help but admire being able to do it so sprinkling and being so decisive.

But admiration is admiration, I don't have the heart to care about the grievances between them, I just need to make my own promises.

The statue of the headless goddess was basically destroyed, leaving only a wisp of remnant soul alive, and if you want to recover, it will be at least 1,800 years.

As for the ghost bride, she was scared by the zombie boss and fled.

Now that the zombie boss is gone, there's no more to the entire altar than my opponent.

Whether it is the three bronze statues of the gods, or the flower girl and the palanquin man.

All the ghosts and gods are honestly kneeling in place.

When the zombie boss is there, they have been kneeling, the zombie boss is gone, most of them are still kneeling, and a few have begun to move.

"Whoever moves, who dies!"

I snorted coldly and made the final announcement.

The flower girl and the palanquin man were frightened, but the three bronze statues were a god, because they had fought with me before, and they were somewhat confident.