Chapter Seventy-Four: Zombie Slaughterhouse!
Watching Ren Tuying gradually disappear at the entrance to the zombie slaughterhouse, Dofu stood in place for a moment, suddenly looked up slightly, sighed softly, and said to himself: "I didn't expect that in addition to the Gu Yue Venerable, there would be two more zombies on the continent today......"
At the beginning, although he knew what Hu Qin meant by sending Ren Tuying and Ao Te Slow here, but in his heart, he didn't believe that Ren Tuying and Ao Te Slow, two little boys, could successfully cultivate the Zombie Dao, but now that he knew Ren Tuying's identity and saw his and Ao Te's talent to succeed in the Dao without man's land, he no longer had that feeling of disbelief. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info[η^ζ^δΉ¦εΊ][]. [774] [buy]. []
"How terrible will it be to become the Lord of the Broken Gods of Zombies in the future?"
"And that little fat man...... It's not easy. β
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Stepping into a circle of light in front of him, Ren Tuying only felt a darkness in front of him for a moment, and the next moment, without waiting for his vision to adapt to the new environment, a fishy smell that was extremely strong came to his nose.
A strong sense of danger made Ren Tuying hurriedly crouch down, and only after his vision adjusted to the new environment did he begin to look around.
It's a blood-red prairie.
As far as the eye can see, the endless grassland seems to connect to one end of the sky, and the monotony is only a piece of blood red, which makes people feel a sense of self-insignificance in it.
"This is the zombie slaughterhouse?" Ren Tuying's heart couldn't help sinking, and for a while, his mind seemed to be covered with a red veil, and all memories became blurred, leaving only endless blood. Updated
The ubiquitous fishy smell stimulated the onset of corpse poison in his body, and gradually, he fell into a deep sleep, his consciousness was completely blurred, and it was useless to let Zhu Tianxuan shout in his mind.
When he woke up again, his eyes had turned jewel-green and glowed green.
Silver-haired and fanged, and a terrifying aura rose from the whole body.
And when he was completely corpsed, the scene he saw in his eyes was no longer red, but green.
Suddenly, Ren Tuying, who had completely lost his mind, roared angrily, and he didn't know where the strange power came from, and he jumped into the air like a cannonball, and when he landed a little, there was a loud bang, and a big pit appeared under his feet.
After a short time, a group of people with broken hands and feet surrounded one after another.
A young man with a disheveled hair looked at Ren Tuying in the pit, and couldn't help but shudder: "Old ...... Boss, oh no, there's another high-level zombie here!"
Immediately afterward, a frightened voice came: "What!? another ...... High-level zombies?"
"Yes...... yes, it's more advanced than the ones we killed before, and it feels like it's faster...... It's close to the legendary zombie......" As soon as the words fell, the young man was rushed up by Ren Tuying, who was like lightning, and bit off his neck, and the boiling blood "coo-dong" came out, and then was sucked dry by Ren Tuying.
Feeling the taste of the blood of the living, Ren Tuying went even further, roared, and rushed into the crowd to kill.
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Far away, an old figure stood on the top of a stone peak, unable to lift a single hair of his hair, even though the wind between heaven and earth was fierce.
In front of him, there was a basin-sized light cluster quietly suspended, and in the light cluster, it was the picture of Ren Tuying, who had lost his mind, killing in the crowd......
"Senior Hu, what is this zombie slaughterhouse for?Will Brother Ying be in danger inside?" A rough voice sounded behind the old man, and then I saw a tall and burly orc with a scarlet head walking out.
"The so-called zombie slaughterhouse is the place where the first layer of the Infernal Hell is used to punish sins. β
"The plane court will repair the captured prisoners and put them in the zombie slaughterhouse, and at the same time put a batch of high-level zombies inside, and then let these prisoners and zombies slaughter each other. β
"For thousands of years, except for me, no one has been able to get out of the zombie slaughterhouse, and no high-level zombie has evolved into a zombie. β
"Huh...... This is the best place for those two boys to cultivate the Zombie Dao. β
"That's Hu-senpai...... You said that no zombie has evolved into a zombie for thousands of years except you, although I believe in Brother Ying and slowly, but the probability is too low, right?"
"Cultivating into a zombie road...... It's easy to say, it's just a thought. β
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In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.
Red snow covered the entire zombie slaughterhouse, and a chill that penetrated the bone marrow permeated the isolated land.
The endless red snow seemed dead and desolate, and somewhere, suddenly a figure crawled out of the snow and staggered through the snow to a dilapidated thatched hut not far ahead.
"Brother Broken God...... How many people have I killed this time?"
"Fifty-eight people this time. The flat voice of Zhu Tianxuan sounded in Ren Tuying's mind: "Ahem, in the new year, I'll help you summarize the results." You lost your mind seventeen times in a year, and the average number of people you killed was sixty per year. β
"Of course, there are more than a dozen high-level zombies who have also died at your hands. β
Ren Tuying sighed when he heard this, and his face couldn't help but show a trace of remembrance: "I didn't expect that a year has passed, and I really miss the days of normal people outside." β
Broken God Zhu Tianxuan: "According to this progress, if you are killed by those people by accident, you will be able to completely cultivate the Zombie Dao in another year." This speed is truly unprecedented!"
"And Brother Shadow, did you find that there is no ...... Now you are slowly transforming, probably because it has something to do with your state of mind, because every time I call you for a while, you will slowly wake up. β
Ren Tuying smiled bitterly after hearing this: "The state of mind is the state of mind, as long as you don't dislike zombies, you can achieve this tranquil and desireless state of mind by feeling that you are a zombie, but now the actual situation is: I can't do without human blood." β
"Alas, this suddenly reminded me of the kind of torment that Old Man Hu said before. β
While talking with one person and one sword, Ren Tuying had already approached the thatched hut in front of him, and there was steaming heat coming from it, and he saw a dozen unkempt people who couldn't tell whether they were men or women were cooking a pot of fragrant meat there.
At first, I felt sick to see these Ren Tuying, because the only meat that these prisoners could eat in the zombie slaughterhouse was the same kind of meat, but after a year of training, these phenomena were completely unfelt for Ren Tuying.
Seeing Ren Tuying approaching, a group of people suddenly stood up nervously, one of them pulled out a bone knife and approached Ren Tuying to look at him for a while, and suddenly laughed: "Don't be afraid, this is a child, not a zombie." β
The others breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, several of the big men looked at each other, as if they were passing something to each other with their eyes, and smiled tacitly, and at the same time came over and surrounded Ren Tuying cordially, shushing and asking for warmth.
"Little brother, I didn't expect you to be caught here by the Plane Court at a young age, and you are lucky to have survived until now without being killed by those zombies, haha, come! β
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