This...... This kid is playing pig and eating tiger, obviously has such a strong strength, but he deliberately hides it, and only uses it at this time, this strength, even if he encounters a sixth-layer cultivator of qi refining, he is not afraid, he knew that this kid is so powerful, he should not have provoked him in the first place.

The stout man regretted it, but at this time it was too late to regret it, but it was only a dozen breaths of time, and he was completely bitten to death without the man, the flesh and blood on his body were blurred, and he couldn't see the human appearance at all, and many places were even gnawed to the point that only bones remained, which was extremely miserable.

The stimulation of flesh and blood stimulated the ferocity of the living dead, his whole body was full of bruises, his eyes were even more scarlet, and seeing that the corpse in front of him had been gnawed by himself, he suddenly raised his head and set his eyes on the stout man who was closest.

Qingyang wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone, he must have been hiding far away, and deliberately used a drunken bee to force the stout man to move in the direction of the living dead. The living dead lost their sanitization and acted completely on instinct, so they naturally couldn't see through Qingyang's little tricks, and directly targeted the stout man.

Being stared at by the living dead, the stout man was covered in hair, as if he was being targeted by a peerless beast, and boundless fear spread in his heart, and now he really felt what kind of fear and despair his brother did not need to face just now.

Thinking of the scene just now, remembering the tragic situation when the man died, he couldn't help but shudder, if he had a choice, he would rather be stung to death by Qingyang's alcoholic bee than be eaten alive by the living dead, it was too terrifying, and he couldn't bear the torment.

Unfortunately, it was too late for him to make this decision, and just as he was about to flee desperately, the living dead had already pounced on him. The living dead moved faster than he did, and he threw himself forward, slapping his palm on the stout man's back.

Just like what happened to the bearded man just now, the stout man's body was knocked two or three feet away, spurting out a mouthful of blood and falling to the ground. Then the living dead came to the stout man, grabbed him from the ground, opened his mouth and gnawed down.

I can't escape, I can't move, I can't resist, I can't struggle, the only thing I can do is to wait to be eaten by the living dead, but this stout man's courage is much greater than that of the bearded man, although he is afraid in his heart, he still scolds Qingyang, and says: "Boy, you hurt others and yourself, you can't die a good death!" Sooner or later, it will be my end! ”

Qingyang looked at him coldly and didn't speak, what did a dying man have to talk to him?

It was not much different from the scene where the living dead killed the bearded man just now, the living dead grabbed the body of the stout man and gnawed it, and it didn't take long to gnaw a living man into a blur of flesh and blood.

The stout man was only seriously injured, and then his whole body was clamped by the two hands of the living dead, but his body couldn't move, and the rest of his perception was there, seeing the living dead gnawing on his body, that feeling was really indescribable, Rao is a stout man looked down on life and death, and at this time he was also a little collapsed, at first he could scold Qingyang a few words, but it didn't take long for it to become a cry for help, begging Qingyang to save him, and later even begging Qingyang to help him give him a good time.

Seeing the stout man being gnawed into a blur of flesh and blood, suffering pain before death, Qingyang couldn't help but shake his head, he had obviously seen this kind of scene once just now, and when he saw it again, he was still a little uncomfortable, this living dead man was too cruel.

Qingyang is not sorry for the death of this stout man, this kind of person is capricious, if you let him live, there is a chance that he will be counterattacked, especially in an unrestrained place like Chaos Demon Valley. Qingyang is not a rookie who has just entered the cultivation of immortals, and this truth is still understood.

It's a pity for him that the living dead in front of him, thinking that at the beginning, these people were all young talents from the major immortal sects, and they were elite disciples carefully selected by various sects, and they came to participate in the trial of the Chaos Demon Valley with high spirits, but they missed the time to go out because of some mistakes, and finally became the living dead, a thing that is not a human ghost or a ghost, and everything disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, the stout man was completely dead, and the living dead threw the mangled corpse to the ground, turned his head to Qingyang, and his eyes showed a fierce light. In their eyes, there is no distinction between friend and foe, no distinction between good and bad people, and they see only one food and another.

After killing two monks one after another, the appearance of the living dead looked even more terrifying, covered in blood, his face was hideous, especially the two eyes, which looked extremely terrifying. Furious in the heart of the living dead, Qingyang couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of spit, his palms sweated a lot, and he was a little nervous in his heart, not knowing if he could withstand the attack of the living dead.

Qingyang didn't run away, on the one hand, he was reluctant to have that purple vein fruit, and on the other hand, he also wanted to try, whether he could beat this living dead, after all, he still had a lot of back-ups, if he really couldn't beat it, he would hide in the drunken immortal gourd, and he was not afraid that this living dead would leak any news.

Finally, the living dead moved, and his feet rushed towards Qingyang, this speed was at least four or five percent faster than Qingyang, leaving only an afterimage in place, and when Qingyang saw it completely, the living dead was not far from his body.

Fortunately, Qingyang was prepared in advance, and the True Qi ran all over his body to form a shield, and at the same time activated the maximum defense function of the best defensive magic weapon to pierce the forest armor, and six alcoholic bees were lined up in front of him, forming a bee wall to block the path of the living dead.

I only heard a few loud bangs in a row, and the living dead first crashed into the bee wall formed by the alcoholic bees in front of him, and then directly hit Qingyang's body. Qingyang took four or five steps backwards in a row before he gradually stabilized his body, but the qi and blood in his body were tumbling, and his true qi was not running smoothly, and he was almost injured.

Although Qingyang had been prepared in his heart, when he really faced it, he realized that he still underestimated the living dead who had been wandering in the Valley of Chaos for twenty years. The power of the living dead's attack was unloaded by fifty percent when he rushed away from the drunken bee, and then he was unloaded by the forest armor and was offset by his own true qi shield, and only one percent was really left on his body, so he almost injured himself, if he hit it directly, I am afraid it would be worse than the fate of the other two monks.

Fortunately, Qingyang broke through to the middle stage of qi refining before participating in the trial of Chaos Demon Valley, and his strength had increased a lot, otherwise he would have completely lost his ability to act at this time.

Qingyang observed the damage caused by the living dead, and couldn't help but secretly say to himself, the forest armor on his body belonged to the best defensive magic weapon, and it had no effect under this collision.