I saw that after the three heads of ink stiff were shrouded in the floating mist, the twisted limbs began to correct rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And at this moment, Mu Chen was still scolding and scolding: "How can they all look the same, doesn't this test of passing the palace say that you can just defeat the corpse king? Could it be that the corpse king is between the gaps in the cliff?"

Mu Chen looked at the gap not far away, and thought a little in his heart. Before, when he was concentrating in mid-air, he was attacked by hundreds of ink zombies, and now that he thinks about it, the gap between the cliffs is really likely to be where the corpse king is.

Thinking of this, Mu Chen no longer had the intention of continuing to rummage over the remaining ink stiffness, and casually stepped the head of the ink stiff in front of him into the soil and walked straight towards the gap between the cliffs.

The mist was getting closer and closer to Mu Chen, and at this time, there were already dozens of ink zombies shrouded in the mist.

"Huh?" Mu Chen suddenly stopped.

There seemed to be a faint voice coming from behind him! Suddenly, his face changed slightly, and he suddenly turned to look.

"Damn, when did the fog start!" Mu Chen immediately pouted and scolded when he saw this.

It's just that his voice fell. In the depths of the light mist, there were a few figures slowly rising from the ground, who else could there be if it wasn't for the twisted limbs that fell before!

"Didn't these things break their limbs!!How did they recover so quickly!Niang Xipi!How can they move so much!" Mu Chen said in surprise.

"Roar!" Although the limbs of those Mo Zombies in the light mist had recovered, their movements still seemed to have been slightly affected, and their bodies seemed to stumble a little between the steps and jumps.

"It seems like the fog is at work. Mu Chen saw that the limbs of a newly shrouded ink zombie began to be quickly corrected, and then said to himself with a solemn face, "It seems that it is better to solve these ink zombies that have no power to act first, otherwise it will be troublesome to clean up when these hundreds of ink zombies are back to normal." ”

Mo Zombie's level among zombies is not high, but it is not low, equivalent to a warrior in the mimic realm. The strength of the physical body is even higher than that of the mimic realm martial artist, and if the mimic realm martial artist does not use the form and meaning, he is really not the opponent of Mo Zhuang.

And Mu Chen has successfully entered the soul condensing realm, although he can easily solve a single ink stiff with the blessing of some martial soul power, but it still takes some effort to clean it up, and if these hundreds of ink stiffs are all solved, I am afraid that he will be tired and half dead.

Therefore, it is the first priority to get rid of these resistanceless ink stiffs before the fog comes!

Thinking of this, Mu Chen's heart was horizontal.

As a shepherd, Fei Yike had already told him about the weakness of zombies.

Incineration, decapitation, and heart piercing are all three ways to completely solve zombies.

Incineration is only effective against corpse golems, corpses, and purple zombies. Once the zombie's body turns white in purple and enters the white zombie ranks, the method of burning the body can only hurt its body, but it cannot destroy its body, and only by cutting off the head will it never be troubled. The green stiff and the ink stiff above are all among them.

But when the ink stiff grows hair, and enters the list of hair stiffness, or further can turn into a flying zombie in the void, the severed head can also be connected with silk, or it can be reconnected, and it cannot be completely destroyed unless it pierces the heart.

As for the spirit corpse further up, it is an immortal and immortal existence, which can only be severely damaged, and it is definitely not possible to destroy it by ordinary means.

As for the ink stiffness in front of Mu Chen's eyes, it is not that it cannot be destroyed by the method of piercing the heart, but it has not stepped into the hair stiffness, this stiffness is only the size of a pigeon's egg, and the location is difficult to find, so it is not as direct and simple as the severed head.

The two spirit corpse fangs appeared in Mu Chen's hand at some point, and the qi blade at the tip of the tooth was thicker and longer than when Mu Chen was in the Qi Realm before.

And if you look closely at that qi blade, you will find two faint dragon lines, circling on that qi blade.

Mu Chen held the blade in his backhand, half-squatted down, and swept towards the neck of the ink stiff not far from his feet, the air blade swept across the neck, without the slightest hindrance, and under the sweep, the corpse of the ink stiff was separated in a roar!

Mu Chen didn't stop, and took a few steps to the left again, this time with both hands, and the ink stiffs on both sides of him followed in the footsteps of the previous ink stiffs.

Under the separation of the corpses, the corpses quickly dried up, but in a few breaths, they weathered into corpse powder, and the breeze blew and drifted away into dust. Dust to dust, dust to earth, and completely disappear between heaven and earth.

The light mist continued to spread towards those ink stiffs, but Mu Chen, like the peasant in the countryside, was harvesting the wheat-like ink stiffs in the fields.

The more the ink stiff was eliminated, the lighter the pressure after Mu Chen.

It's just that this person seems to be competing, one beheading the corpse, the other saving the corpse, and when the last light fog almost shrouded the entire shallow, Mu Chen also stopped harvesting.

"Damn, it's still a little slower. Mu Chen looked at the more than forty ink stiffs in the light mist, and said slowly. Apparently he wasn't very happy with the speed at which he had harvested Mo's head.

Looking up at these ink stiffs slowly approaching, Mu Chen found that their movements were much smoother than before, and they no longer stumbled between jumps.

"But about forty is not bad, it is said that a martial artist who has just entered the Soul Condensing Realm can easily deal with a dozen or so martial artists of the Mimic Realm, and the stronger the condensed soul, the stronger the combat power it represents. The dragon-shaped martial soul is the best among the martial souls, I can just see if my forty-headed ink stiff when I first entered the soul condensing realm is my limit!"

Thinking of this, Mu Chen's eyes burst out with a fine light, and this fine light was mixed with a little excitement, shooting straight at those ink zombie groups!

A powerful battle intent suddenly came from Mu Chen's body, and the illusory dragon-shaped afterimage behind him seemed to be a little condensed, and suddenly Mu Chen felt that his limbs were full of unprecedented power.

"Step!" Mu Chen stomped on the ground with his left foot, and the ground suddenly cracked within three feet of his body.

It's too late, it's fast, the dragon body method has already become Mu Chen's fighting instinct, and when his footsteps landed, Mu Chen had already disappeared from the place and walked towards his nearest Mo Zhuang.

"Roar!" Seeing Mu Chen coming towards him, Na Mo Zhuang's eyes suddenly shone brightly, his face was full of excitement and bloodthirsty, and he opened his claws and grabbed towards Mu Chen.

"Huh!" A cold light flashed, and Mu Chen came to the back of this ink zombie in a blink of an eye, and without looking at it, he waved his spirit corpse fangs and swept towards the neck of the ink zombie behind him.

The Mo stiff eye before saw that the flesh and blood in his mouth had disappeared all of a sudden, and he suddenly began to look around angrily. It's just that when he turned around and saw Mu Chen, he was just about to attack from behind, but he found that his claws were gone for some time!

Another cold light passed, and this ink stiff subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but it also ended up with a broken wrist.

Succeeded again, Mu Chen did not fall in love, and was just about to withdraw, but found that in this instant, he was surrounded by several ink stiffs!