Chapter 488: Mysterious Fragment

Before the old zombie was slaughtered in front of him, He Wuxian only felt that the wind was blowing in his face, and the 'yin' was cold. txt novel download.Visit wรจn:.

At the critical moment, he shouted angrily, and slashed out with the blood-drinking knife in both hands.

"Heaven and earth collapse!"

The eight-zhang long flame sword light burst out with unparalleled power and slammed into the old zombie's head.

I only heard a loud "bang", and the sword light hit the top of the old zombie's head, but it shattered into thousands of flame fragments.

The old zombie's defenses were stronger, and the knife didn't hurt it, only slowed down its rush to kill.

The furious energy rushed out, collapsing the narrow passage, and the masonry of the walls on both sides smashed down.

The sword light slashed at the ground, causing the earth to tremble and shake, cracking countless cracks.

The old zombie was shaken back two feet away, and became more and more furious|' Lust'|madness.

It screamed, its arms stretched out like sharp swords, and it accelerated again to stab at He Wuxi's chest.

The wind was howling, the cold air was blowing on the face, and it was mixed with a puff of green 'color' corpse poison, which fell like raindrops.

He Wuxian drank coldly, clenched the blood-drinking knife with both hands, and a dazzling purple light lit up on his arms.

The Heavenly Seal on his arms was 'excited', and the strength of his arms suddenly doubled.

Now he has the Heaven Yuan God, and in terms of the strength of the Yuan Force and the strength, he is not weaker than the fourth-level Martial Emperor.

With a roar of rage, he slashed out with a knife in both hands.

"Shura Slash!"

The surging flame sword light was suddenly submerged and disappeared into the pitch-black passage.

The old zombie didn't know what to do, and thought that he was bluffing without hatred, and he accelerated to kill.

When he rushed out ten zhang away and was about to rush to the front of He Wuxian, he heard three soft sounds of "snort", which sounded almost at the same time.

Suddenly, the old zombie was like a thunderbolt, and his tall body trembled violently several times.

With a "poof", it fell to the ground, smashing the stone slabs into a big hole.

In front of its 'chest' and throat, there are three wounds, deep and visible, almost front and back.

Each wound is the size of a fist, and the skin and flesh are rolled out, making the blood and flesh blurry, and it is extremely miserable and hideous.

But the strange thing is that there is no blood flowing out of the wound of the old zombie.

Not only that, but after being so seriously injured, it seemed to be fine, and it got up from the ground with a strange scream, and rushed towards He Wuxian.

"Damn, this thing is really invulnerable, it can't be killed or burned!"

He Wuxian was shocked, he never expected that the defense of the Flying Zombie would be so powerful.

At this moment when he was stunned, the old zombie had already rushed closer.

It opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a puff of gray 'yin' cold air. Read the full text of the latest chapter

It was also mixed with dozens of drops of miserable green 'color' corpse poison, and the head covered with hatred shrouded in He Wuxian.

Not only that, but its arms also stabbed left and right, like two sharp swords that flickered cold.

The 'yin' cold qi that was 'mixed' with corpse poison almost enveloped the entire passage, making it completely impossible for He Wuxian to dodge.

Seeing that he was about to be hit by the 'yin' cold qi and corpse poison, He Wuxian gritted his teeth and silently recited "teleportation" in his heart.

Suddenly, he was wrapped in white light, disappeared into thin air, and appeared strangely behind the old zombie.

"Poof!"

The gray 'yin' cold air, the 'mixed' and the miserable green 'color' corpse poison, all splashed on the pitch-black stone wall, making a dull sound.

The stiff stone wall was so stiff that it was corroded by corpse poison and filled with holes, bursts of white smoke came out.

The entire wall was frozen by the 'yin' cold, making a clattering sound, and soon crumbled into powder.

The old zombie misses the blow and is looking for the trace of He Wuxian.

At this moment, He Wuxian held the blood-drinking knife in both hands and put it on the neck of the old zombie.

The blood-drinking knife with purple flames clinging to the old zombie's neck, exuding a cold aura like the Nine Netherworlds, which made the old zombie terrified.

It subconsciously flew forward, away from the terrifying blood-drinking knife.

But He Wuxian exhaled and pulled his hands fiercely.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the blood-drinking knife flashed, and an ugly and hideous zombie head rolled to the ground.

No matter how strong the Flying Zombie's defense was, even He Wuxian's sword light couldn't hurt it.

But under the invincible blood-drinking knife, its hardest neck was still cut off with a knife.

There were no scenes of blood splattering, and no terrible screams.

The huge zombie head, after rolling on the ground a few times, actually "swished" and flew up, trying to escape into the dark depths.

Not only that, but the headless zombie body also flew quickly, escaping as fast as lightning.

"Still want to run?" He Wuxian sneered, and slashed down with a swing of the blood-drinking knife.

With a muffled "bang", the zombie's head was cut in half with a knife, and it fell to the ground with no more movement.

At the same time, He Wuxian was full of dazzling fire, and his yuan power burst out to the extreme.

"Xianglong Nine Steps!"

In an instant, he volleyed nine steps away, caught up with the headless zombie a hundred feet away, and slashed down with his knife.

Sensing the strong wind behind him, the headless zombie knew that it could not escape, so it immediately turned around.

It raised its arms across its head, trying in vain to block He Wuxian's earth-shattering sword.

However, there was no Yuan Force brilliance on the black blood-drinking knife, only purple flames fluttering.

"Bell!"

With the sound of gold and iron 'clashing', the blood-drinking knife slashed at the old zombie's arms, cutting his arms into four.

Not only that, the blood-drinking knife did not stop, and continued to slash all the way down, directly splitting the old zombie's body in half.

"Puff puff ......"

The broken arms, the bodies that had been split in half, all fell to the ground, splashing a large canopy of dust.

The flying stiffness that was comparable to the strength of the Martial Emperor was killed by He Wuxian, and there was no more sound.

At the same time, a system prompt sounded in He Wuxian's mind.

"Ding! Kill the Flying Zombie and gain 500,000 experience points. โ€

As soon as he heard this voice, He Wuxian suddenly showed a face of joy and was a little surprised.

"The old zombie has so many experience points? I am now a first-level Martial Emperor, and it takes two million experience points to reach the second-level Martial Emperor. โ€

"If you continue like this, wouldn't you kill three more old zombies and be promoted to a second-level Martial Emperor?"

While he was surprised in his heart, he thought about it carefully and roughly understood the reason.

This Flying Zombie has profound skills, and its strength is about equivalent to that of a fifth-level Martial Emperor, which is extremely difficult to deal with, so the experience points are so rich.

Fortunately, he has the magic weapon of the blood-drinking knife, and he uses the skill of teleportation to cut off the neck of the old zombie.

Otherwise, with his Yuan Force attack, he won't be able to hurt the old zombie at all.

Then, He Wuxian's gaze fell on the blood-drinking knife and the corpse of the old zombie.

He originally thought that after killing the old zombie, he would definitely be able to condense a sword soul.

However, the Blood Drinking Knife didn't react, and after thinking about it, he suddenly understood the reason, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"The sword soul can only be condensed by devouring the soul power, how can a zombie have a soul?"

He was smiling to himself, but his eyes suddenly stopped on the corpse of the old zombie.

I saw that the body of the zombie that was split in half was rapidly decaying, and soon turned into a pile of black ash.

In the midst of the black ashes, there was a spar as red as blood, which was flashing red.

Curious, He Wuxian used the tip of the knife to push away the black ash, and only then did he see the appearance of the blood red crystal.

This is a fist-sized, shaped like a heart's crystal, and its whole body is blood-red and crystal clear.

"'Spirit' Soul Bloodstone?"

He muttered without hatred, and a happy 'color' suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

The 'Spirit' Soul Bloodstone is unique to zombies.

Similar to the Yuan Dan of the Martial King, the Demon Pill of the Demon Beast are both the source of strength.

Although zombies are 'yin' and filthy things, 'spirit' soul bloodstones are not, which is the purest power.

It is said that the 'spirit' soul blood stone of the flying stiff generally contains hundreds of years of power.

When a flying zombie cultivates for a thousand years, it will become a thousand-year zombie king, that is, the legendary drought fish.

The drought is an incomparably powerful being, and its strength and means are comparable to that of the Terran Martial Emperor.

After the 'Spirit' Soul Bloodstone is conceived for thousands of years, it will turn into a heart, which is the legendary Demon Soul Heart.

Therefore, the drought with the heart of the demon soul is no longer a zombie, but a demon-like being.

It is no longer the walking dead 'meat', but a demon with flesh and 'flesh' and wisdom!

He Wuxian held the blood-red 'essence' soul blood stone, and speculated to himself: "This flying zombie seems to have five hundred years of skill, so this 'essence' soul blood stone should also have five hundred years of skill." โ€

"Good things, put them away, and slowly refine them later. โ€

Thinking of this, he put the 'essence' soul bloodstone into the enveloping space.

He was about to turn around and leave, looking for the little 'hairy' ball and the little green dragon, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye.

In the black ash of the old zombies, there is also a piece of black and cold iron, which is emitting a faint blue light, which looks particularly secluded.

He Wuxian raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand, and the pitch-black iron piece was wrapped in Yuan Li and flew into his palm and levitated.

Upon closer inspection, he realized that it was a piece of metal.

The pitch-black material, I don't know what kind of metal it is, there are some lines and patterns on the fragments, but they are incomplete, and I can't see what they are.

This piece of metal looks ordinary, nothing special, and the only thing that is curious is probably the mysterious blue glow.

"Although it is impossible to see the origin and purpose of this fragment, since it appeared in the temple, it is possible that it is related to the Pure Yang Fire God Clothing. Put it away first and study it slowly later. โ€

Thinking in his heart, He Wuxian put the metal fragments into the package space, and then turned around and left, looking for the little 'hairy' ball.

The little 'hairy' ball and the little green dragon are fighting fiercely with the little zombies, and they have long since disappeared.

When He Wuxian used telepathy to find Little 'Mao' Ball and Little Green Dragon, they were outside a pile of ruins.

The little green dragon hovered in the air, and the little 'hairy' ball stood on the ruins, and there was a pile of black ash under his feet.

At this time, the little 'hairy' ball was pulling out a blood red spar from the black ash and quickly stuffing it into his mouth.

He Wuxian knew at a glance that the little zombie had died and turned into a piece of black ash.

The little 'hairy' ball was chewing something, and when he saw He Wuxian appear, his mouth suddenly stopped moving, and he didn't dare to speak.

But this couldn't hide He Wuxian's eyes, and he suddenly asked sternly: "Little 'bastard' ball, what are you eating?"

"Goo...... "The little 'hairy' ball swallowed hard, and then hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, I really didn't eat anything......