Chapter Fifty-Eight: Zombies Drinking Blood
The zombie seemed to be still thinking about Mu Chen's words, but Mu Chen was sure that this zombie's IQ still seemed to be slightly flawed.
Because this zombie's body contains Mu Chen's essence blood, and the deep swamp ghost vine cedar has eaten Mu Chen's secret loss several times for some reasons before, and by chance, he was fortunate enough to taste the taste of Mu Chen's blood, so he firmly remembered this taste.
As the old saying goes, this enemy is very red when he sees him, and this deep swamp ghost vine fir is like this at the moment. At this moment, because of the essence and blood, it is only afraid that this newly unearthed zombie will be regarded as Mu Chen!
Whoosh whoosh!
Facing thousands of attacking ghost vines, Mu Chen and Hong Zhao couldn't help but cover their eyes at this time.
Thousands of ghost vines straightened their bodies, like spears, and they were about to poke thousands of holes in the zombie's body.
It's just that what the deep swamp ghost Fujisugi expected didn't happen. After a burst of dust settled, Mu Chen and Hong Zhao, who were hiding in the green jade spirit coffin, slowly removed their hands covering their eyes and looked nervously at the zombie.
I saw that the zombie was unharmed at this time, and those ghost vines did not even leave a trace on the zombie's body.
"Good...... What a terrifying defensive ......," Hong Zhao said in shock.
"Thousands of ghost vine thrusts, ordinary Shadow Realm martial artists don't dare to resist head-on without releasing their martial spirits!
The deep swamp ghost vine cedar let out a strange cry, and this cry contained a thick unwillingness and incomprehension.
But the zombie remained unmoved. Just stood there stunned, not moved at all.
"Hungry ......" Suddenly, the voice of a zombie came to Mu Chen's mind.
"Hungry, then eat the guy in front of you! This guy has lived on creatures in the swamp all these years, and in his roots and branches, it is not the sap of the trees that flows, but the blood that has been condensed for many years!" Mu Chen encouraged.
"Blood...... Want...... Eat ......"
As soon as the zombie heard the blood word, a burst of red light suddenly burst out in his eyes, and at this time, the harazi on his mouth had flowed to his chin at some point.
Between this mouth, the fangs in the upper row were already exposed in the air, and the tips of the teeth were glowing coldly, exuding a burst of coldness.
Suddenly, the temperature in this vicious swamp within a radius of several hundred zhang plummeted.
"Ahh
"Your blood food is going to run away! Hurry up and stop it!" Mu Chen reminded in his mind.
"Blood...... No...... Run ......"
As soon as the zombie's voice fell, his body had already left the ground, and in a few jumps, he came to the body of the deep swamp ghost vine cedar! This step was nine feet away, and it was more than ten feet above the ground!
Seeing the zombies coming to his side, in a panic, the deep swamp ghost vine cedar put away the thousands of ghost vines and firmly wound his cedar tree body.
The high-pitched and high-pitched roar of the —— did not appear in Mu Chen's mind, but with this roar, the leaves in the forest suddenly fell, and the zombie bent its legs, jumped suddenly, and followed the vines to the main body of the evil swamp ghost vine!
However, after three breaths, the ghost vines were like tofu and fell one after another under the claws of zombies. After a while, the cedar tree was exposed.
When the claws dug into the trunk of the cedar tree, the deep swamp ghost vine let out a terrible roar, but this roar seemed to make the zombies even more excited!
Both arms reached in at the same time, stirring wildly inside, and a stream of bright red liquid slowly flowed out of the wound of the deep swamp ghost vine.
The zombie stretched out its long scarlet tongue and cleaned up the liquid, and then a voice appeared in Mu Chen's mind and said, "Blood...... Good...... Eat ......"
"If it's delicious, you can eat more!" Mu Chen continued to encourage.
Although this deep swamp ghost vine cedar had suffered a lot of losses from Mu Chen before, Mu Chen's hatred for it was not much less than it.
Mu Chen had raised a little wolf dog before, and he died in the hands of this deep swamp ghost vine cedar, but he was really not its opponent, and every time Mu Chen passed through the evil swamp where it was, he would always sprinkle the medicinal powder in advance.
Now that this zombie has just become a zombie, and the deep swamp ghost vine fir has been sent to the door by himself at this time, how could Mu Chen give up such a good opportunity, just because this zombie has just been refined, this spiritual aspect seems to need to be improved, and he can only use this method to instigate him to this deep swamp ghost vine shan.
But in the light of what is happening, it seems to have worked.
I saw that the zombie that the old gentleman had turned into seemed to become even more crazy after tasting the sweetness of blood. The movements between his hands were getting faster and faster, and the red liquid was flowing out several times faster than before!
Blood and anger are the source of zombie power. The zombies who had drunk the blood were as if they had been baptized, and their breath suddenly skyrocketed!
The zombie roared excitedly, and the deep swamp ghost Fujisugi, who needed to be hugged by the two of them, was stopped by him and broken into two after the zombie roared!
The zombie stepped on the cedar tree body of the deep swamp ghost vine cedar that was only half a section, and then in the stunned gaze of Mu Chen and Hong Zhao, he lifted the upper half of the evil swamp ghost vine fir that was more than ten feet high high, and then leaned his neck and opened the bloody mouth, like a hero drinking, and poured a large handful of red liquid flowing out of his mouth into his mouth!
"This old gentleman must have been an alcoholic when he was alive! Turning into a zombie and drinking blood is like drinking!" Mu Chen muttered. "Xiao Chen, this ...... Is that the old gentleman you told me about volunteering to become stiff?" asked Hong Zhao aloud.
Mu Chen nodded, looking at the zombie at this time, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.
Because at this time, he saw that the zombie lifted the upper half of the deep swamp ghost vine cedar, just like an old drunkard holding a wine jar, unable to pour out a drop of wine for a long time.
The scarlet liquid in the upper half of the tree has been exhausted, but the zombie is still unsatisfied, throwing the half of the fir tree in his hand like garbage, and then lowering his head, looking at the second half of the deep swamp ghost vine cedar, with a greedy gaze flashing between his eyes.
I saw that the two claws were inserted into the deep swamp ghost vine cedar, and the ghost vine fir that was already dying at this time was inserted by these claws and let out a heart-rending cry!
In the midst of this scream, the zombie firmly hugged the deep swamp ghost vine with both arms, and then with a force of his waist, he actually turned the last half of the tree body completely over!
Then he lifted it high above his head and continued to drink in the air!
"Volleying into the void is dozens of feet! This thing is a proper flying stiff!" Mu Chen said excitedly!