Chapter 162: Feeding the Little Skeleton (Fifth Update)
On the cliff, the fierce palm force exploded on the palms of Yechen and the martial artist, and the next moment, the martial artist shot out like a cannonball, and was knocked out by Yechen.
The martial artist's body was slapped by Yechen and smashed against the cliff, and the violent impact of his body made him no longer able to support himself on the cliff, and his body fell off the cliff and smashed on the grass below.
Yechen continued to leap up the cliff, holding the two finest Seven Star Frost Leaf Plants in his hands, and placing them in the storage ring.
At least 60,000 gold of wealth in hand, which made Yechen feel very good.
Then, Yechen jumped off the cliff and landed next to the body of the martial arts master.
The martial artist lay on the ground weakly, his body still twitching slightly, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, staining the grass below him red.
His internal organs were so badly injured that he could no longer live.
Feeling the arrival of Yechen, the martial artist turned back with difficulty, looked at Yechen with a strong breath, and said with great difficulty: "What was that palm just now?"
Yechen said lightly: "King-level martial arts, fierce ghost strength, do you want to learn it?" I will teach you when you get up." ”
"King-level, king-level! you ......" The martial artist suddenly widened his pupils, and he was unwilling to die.
Yechen remembered that this person recognized himself before, and among the people he offended, there was such a powerful ......
Yechen's heart moved, and he tore open the broken clothes behind the martial artist, and saw a black slap grimace.
Sure enough, it was someone from the Soul Refining Sect.
"It's really haunting. Yechen sneered, and then touched the martial artist's chest and waist, and found a few pills and a gold coupon from Tongbao Qianzhuang, which read: 200,000 gold.
This is the normal net worth of an ordinary martial artist, and it is also the reason why most martial artists do not have the financial resources to buy spirit-level exercises, and it can also highlight the preciousness of the best seven-star frost leaf grass from the other side.
Yechen took out the wealth from the two warriors again, and their wealth was even more unbearable, adding up to just over 10,000 gold.
"These portraits! each of them has one in their hands, what do they represent?" Yechen frowned as he looked at the zombie whose face was covered by messy hair and in tattered clothes, and couldn't see anything famous.
"Forget it, don't worry about it for now, it's important to look for good things. "For others, herbs are just herbs, for Yechen, this is a more precious elixir, and this kind of second-grade and above herbs requires an extremely high year to do, and it is difficult to receive.
At the beginning, Guo Hui, who was the vice president of Jiangyin Academy, couldn't help but refine it when he saw a top-grade seven-star frost leaf grass, which showed the rarity of these herbs.
Now that you are in this treasure house, you can't waste it.
Heavy footsteps and the sound of shasa shaking branches were heard in the forest, and when Yechen heard the sound, he saw the zombies coming out of the woods, his red eyes showing blood, and he opened his mouth and let out a roar at Yechen.
The blood of animals has a strong attraction to zombies and ghosts, and it must be the smell of the blood of the Soul Refining Sect.
"Ahh
"What a nuisance!" Yechen said unhappily, wanting to leave.
After taking three steps, Yechen suddenly stopped and muttered softly: "Martial arts level zombies, although they are talented and trash, are not all useless. ”
In the next moment, Yechen used the power of his soul to communicate with the world of death.
Beside Yechen, a spatial vortex appeared, and a small skeleton glowing with a hazy white light walked out of the spatial vortex.
The little skeleton was still holding a two-meter-long white bone spear.
Yechen looked at the little skeleton and said, "I didn't expect that after half a month, you were promoted to another level, not bad." ”
Today's little skeleton has reached the second rank of the samurai, and it has only been half a month since the last advancement, and this is still improved with the help of his own strength.
Such an upgrade speed is enough to surprise Yechen.
The little skeleton looked at the approaching zombies and the ghosts flying in the sky, and subconsciously felt a trace of fear, and this fear was transmitted to Yechen's mind by the little skeleton with the help of the soul connection between the two.
Yechen said lightly: "Follow me." ”
Taking out a blue sharp-weapon longsword from the storage ring, Yechen slowly walked towards the running zombies.
The zombies under the wisdom were completely attracted by the corpses on the ground, and even ignored Yechen and ran straight towards the corpses, which saved Yechen a lot of effort.
The blue long sword flashed with silver light and cut a semicircle in the sky, the zombie's head was completely cut off, most of the soul fire splashed in the sky, and the zombie's corpse fell heavily to the ground.
Then, Yechen said lightly: "Go ahead." ”
The little skeleton was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly pounced on the zombie's body, frantically absorbing the soul fire of this martial arts level zombie.
In the same way, this level of soul fire has a fatal temptation for it.
After absorbing the soul fire, the little skeleton lay on the ground again, absorbing all the overflowing soul fire, and then looked at the night with unfinished eyes.
At this moment, Yechen was already far away from the little skeleton, and came to the side of the martial artist's corpse with a sharp weapon and long sword, and on his body, there was a white ghost lying on his body absorbing the essence in the blood.
The wisdom of the ghost is more than that of the zombie heights, and when he saw Yechen approaching, he immediately turned around, and his hideous face full of blood faced Yechen, and let out a sharp howl at Yechen.
This is the ghost's specialty, Soul Howl.
Yechen sneered and stepped forward.
Seeing that Yechen continued to approach, the ghost immediately left the martial artist's corpse and lunged towards Yechen, the sharp claws in his hand grabbing Yechen's face fiercely.
Although the ghost is formless and substantial, the power of death that emerges is not weaker than that of a master of the same level.
Yechen sneered: "The ghost of a first-order martial artist dares to take the initiative to attack me, it's really bold." The long sword in his hand slashed down at the ghost, and the ghost's body was torn apart by Yechen like a piece of paper, split in half.
Immediately, the ghost's body dissipated in the sky, and a little light fell to the earth, this is the soul fire, this is the soul fire of the ghost, unlike zombies and skeletons, their body is the soul fire, it is a ball of power.
The little skeleton excitedly rushed forward and came to the area where the ghost dissipated, frantically absorbing the power in the ghost's body.
After absorbing the soul fire of the two martial artist-level undead creatures, the little skeleton's body glowed with silver light, and the soul fire in the skull suddenly swelled, emitting a dazzling light.
Five minutes later, the light of the little skeleton's soul fire slowly converged, and the realm of the little skeleton reached the third-order warrior.
(Five watches, today's gone, tomorrow continues.) )