The old demon trembled, half of it was scared, the other half was excited.

The Xiangxi corpse chasers are a very peculiar group, they take zombies as their companions, devouring corpses, half-human and half-stiff. Because of this, they hate zombies from the bottom of their hearts, making their personalities extremely extreme. However, they are very envious of the immortality of zombies, who can live forever.

Because of this, the zombie demon also has very complicated feelings about zombies.

At this moment, feeling the pure and rich corpse qi, the eyes of the zombie old demon were intertwined with various complex lights.

In Ye Feng's surprised gaze, a fanatical look appeared on the face of the zombie old demon, and he actually slowly crawled to the ground, his head buried on the ground.

"What the hell is this thing doing?"

Ye Feng slowly walked to the Zombie Old Demon's side, his eyes flowing with doubt.

The zombie old demon who was crawling on the ground stiffened, feeling the pure surging corpse qi around him, "Minion, Xiao Xiangzi, I've seen the zombie king!" ”

Xiao Xiangzi?

Ye Feng moved affectionately, and muttered in his heart, could it be that this product is Xiao Xiangzi in the Legend of the Condor Heroes?

Xiao Xiangzi is just a little soy sauce player in the Condor Shooting, but because of Xiao Xiangzi, there is Zhang Wuji who relies on the sky and slayers the dragon.

Xiaoxiangzi was originally a famous residence in Xiangxi, but later because of his greed for fame and fortune, he defected to the Mongolian army, and was finally imprisoned in the Quanzhen Sect for more than ten years.

Later, Yang Guo followed Guo Jing to apprentice with Quanzhenjiao, and Xiao Xiangzi was released.

After escaping from the Quanzhen Sect, this goods and Yin Xiping actually ran to the Shaolin Temple to steal the Jiuyang Divine Skill.

I have to say that Xiao Xiangzi is indeed good at roosters and dog thieves.

The masters of Shaolin Temple are like clouds and heavily guarded, but they stole the Jiuyang Divine Skill.

After that, this goods and Yin Xiping were suspicious of each other, and sewed the Jiuyang Divine Skill into the body of the white ape.

Therefore, if there was no Xiao Xiangzi, there would be no invincible Zhang Wuji later.

The old demon trembled slightly, and his head was carefully raised.

"Is that you?"

When he saw that it was Ye Feng standing beside him, his face was full of shock, and he felt the corpse qi surging in the other party's body, and the whole person was stunned.

"He, he's a zombie? Zombies with sapience? ”

For a moment, the old demon's face was replaced by irrepressible excitement.

As a master of the Xiangxi corpse chasing clan, the zombie old demon not only doesn't mind becoming a zombie, but is looking forward to it very much. It's just that he doesn't want to become a muddy zombie who only knows blood.

Now seeing that Ye Feng actually has spiritual intelligence, the zombie old demon feels that the whole world is full of hope and light.

Catching up with the zombie old demon's expectation, excitement and other complicated eyes, the black mist on Ye Feng's face gradually dissipated, and on that handsome face, the blue eyes were as bright and vast as stars, and weird.

The zombie old demon trembled, straightened his waist, knelt in front of Ye Feng on his knees, and said tremblingly, "King, please grant your believers eternal life!" ”

How did I become king?

When did you become my believer again?

As soon as the thought moved, Ye Feng instantly guessed the plan of the zombie old demon, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but slowly rise, and he said slowly: "Xiao Xiangzi, hand over your essence blood!" ”

"Yes, my king!"

The old demon's face was full of fanaticism, his hands ripped open his clothes, his fingers cut through his chest, and a drop of fishy essence blood slowly overflowed.

Ye Feng hooked it with one hand, and the red and black essence blood fell into his hand.

"King, grant eternal life to your believers!" Seeing Ye Feng put away his essence and blood, the zombie old demon spoke again, his expression fiery.

"Hehe, do you think it's possible?"

The blue light in Ye Feng's eyes slowly restrained, and he looked directly at the zombie old demon, "You want eternal life, but what price can you pay?" ”

Catching up with Ye Feng's playful gaze, the zombie old demon was anxious, and hurriedly spoke, "Wang, the slave is willing to sacrifice everything!" ”

Who in the world doesn't want eternal life?

If people turn into zombies and can still preserve their minds, most people in this world will be willing.

Ye Feng's expression was faint, staring at the stiff old demon with an anxious face, thinking in his heart.

As a corpse chaser in Xiangxi, the zombie old demon knows zombies very well, especially the many formations he masters......

After thinking about it, Ye Feng felt that this zombie old demon could be used, but he couldn't do what he wanted, at least not for now, he couldn't turn him into a descendant.

"You follow me first, and when you get enough credit, I will turn you into a descendant!"

"Thank you for the king's grace!"

Although Ye Feng didn't agree immediately, he didn't refuse either.

In this way, the zombie old demon was overjoyed, and hurriedly got up, bent the rocker, like a minion, waiting by Ye Feng's side, and said in a low voice: "Wang, you came to the Earth Spirit Palace this time, do you want to?" ”

"Master this Earth Spirit Palace!" Ye Feng said calmly.

The old demon rolled his eyes, looked respectful, and said, "The old slave is willing to charge for the king!" ”

"Hehe, that's fine!" Ye Feng smiled, a cold light flowed in his eyes, and said, "You bring some zombies to reproduce more descendants!" ”

"Yes, my king!"

The stiff old demon had the intention to behave in front of Ye Feng, so he naturally didn't dare to delay, lowered his head, bent over and slowly retreated.

"Follow him!" Ye Feng's mind moved, and he ordered three hundred zombies to follow the zombie old demon.

Ye Feng is not afraid that these zombies will fight against the zombie old demon, after all, the other party is a group of corpses in Xiangxi, and the control of zombies is still very powerful.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The roar continued, and the jet-black corpse qi surged like a stormy wave, and the zombie old demon left the hall with three hundred zombies.

As for the two fifth-generation zombies, they stood in place in a daze.

Ye Feng glanced at the two fifth-generation zombies, and with a movement of his fingers, a roll of rich corpse qi poured into it.

Ye Feng is a fourth-generation zombie, but he is not an ordinary fourth-generation zombie, he is a flying immortal corpse.

Therefore, it is much higher than these ordinary zombies in terms of grade.

Under the shock of Ye Feng's will and the erosion of corpse qi, the two fifth-generation zombies were quickly controlled.

"It's almost time!"

Once a cultivator dies for more than an hour, he will not be able to obtain zombie experience evolution points, and Ye Feng doesn't want to waste thousands of zombie experience evolution points in vain.

With that, Ye Feng turned around and strode out of the hall.

The power of artistic conception rolled, and a roll of wind blades, like a wind outside the sky, blocked everyone.

Ye Feng let the remaining zombies stay outside, and immediately stepped into the place covered by the power of artistic conception.

"Boom!"

One step in, Ye Feng's whole body shook, and a roll of wind was like a raging storm, wanting to annihilate his whole person.

It's a pity that Ye Feng is a fourth-generation zombie, and King Kong can't enter.

The corpse qi was rolling, blocking the swarming wind, and Ye Feng walked towards the central section step by step.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Ye Feng's footsteps faltered, and he slowly turned his head and looked to the left.

In Ye Feng's line of sight, a young man in a white tracksuit, holding a talisman treasure with surging mystical power, was also slowly walking towards the central area.