Chapter 8: Three Zombies

After Lu Ming just left, in the place where the drunken and gentle Rongtian battle just now, a middle-aged man in brocade clothes rode a lion with two wings and fell from the sky.

The middle-aged man is tall and thin, with a clear appearance, and three locks of beard under the chin swaying gently. In the middle of his forehead, there was even a vertical eye, with a divine light, not angry and arrogant.

Seeing the glory on the ground, the face of the middle-aged man in brocade changed greatly. He jumped off the lion's body, leaned over and probed Rongtian's snort, and couldn't help but feel sad:

"Who is it?! Dare to kill my apprentice! I will let him die a good death! Rongtian, the teacher will definitely avenge you!"

The middle-aged man said slowly towards the corpse, every word like crying blood.

"Rong Tian's cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the Imperial Spirit Realm, no matter where he is, he can be said to be a hegemon, and he has just performed the powerful 'Dou Zhuan Star Shift' magic skill. Could it be that there are still people cultivating in the Purple Essence Realm on this continent?"

The middle-aged man muttered to himself.

"Hey, Rong Tian's true qi has been eroded little by little, could it be the yin and yang grinding, who is using such a vicious magic weapon to deal with him?"

"It's not good! Someone took away the Qiankun ring!" The middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed from sadness to panic. Obviously, the weight of the Qiankun Ring in his heart is even greater than that of Rong Tian.

He pointed his index finger on Rong Tian's forehead, and all the scenes that happened in the dense forest just now flashed in front of the middle-aged man's eyes one by one.

"It turned out that the little girl named Drunken Rou killed him, and the little girl was captured by the young man whose cultivation was very low, and the Qiankun Ring must be in the hands of that young man. Alas, I really shouldn't have given such an important treasure to Rongtian. Hopefully, that young man won't break through the secrets of the Qiankun Ring. ”

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man's mood relaxed a little. He has been involved in the secrets of the Qiankun Ring for thousands of years, and he has not fully understood it, how can a mere teenager understand it thoroughly?

He swept through the dense forest with the eye in the middle of his forehead, and found the corpses of Yu Mang and the other three in the distance, and with a gesture of his hand, the three corpses arrived in front of him.

His fingers tapped over the foreheads of the three corpses in turn, and he found that the bitter master who killed Yu Mang and the others was also the young man.

Such a young man whose cultivation is only the fourth level of Gathering Spirits, but he can kill Yu Mang, capture Drunk Rou, and win the Qiankun Ring?

Regarding the process of the young man's capture of Zuirou, although he saw it clearly, he was inexplicable. He mistakenly believed that the reason why Zui Rou was captured by the boy was because Zui Rou was too seriously injured.

"I have more important things to do now, I can only turn the three of you into puppets, and let you capture this young man for me and retrieve my Qiankun ring. ”

The middle-aged man slapped each of the three corpses on the chest, and the three corpses were immediately resurrected and stood up from the ground, but their eyes were dull and lifeless, no different from zombies.

"I have raised your cultivation to the Spirit Condensation Realm, planted the hatred between the young man and you in you, and bestowed on you immortal bodies. With this hatred, you can quickly find the young man. Go and kill him for me and get the Qiankun Ring back. ”

It is a very waste of true qi to use one's own power to improve other people's cultivation, which is equivalent to injecting one's own power into other people's bodies, and only about one thousandth is converted into that person's power.

The middle-aged man had already spent a lot of effort to resurrect the three zombies and make them feel hatred towards Lu Ming, but now they could only raise the cultivation of the three zombies to the level of the Spirit Condensing Realm, and it was not necessary to output some more skills.

Anyway, these three zombies from the Spirit Realm were enough to deal with that teenager.

"Obey the decree of the Phantom Yin Holy Monarch. The three zombies bowed in unison and turned away.

"Kill my disciples, rob me of my divine ring, I hate here. I'm going to make all life on this continent disappear!, here, it's going to be a hell of death!" the Phantom Yin Saint Monarch said.

Suddenly, he thought about it again, now Lu Ming can't die, if three zombies die, he won't be able to find him.

"Then give you three years, and after three years, let the lives on your Saint Yuan Continent die. An egg-sized snowball appeared in the Illusory Yin Saint Monarch's hand and threw it on the ground, then disappeared along with the winged lion.

Three years, for the Phantom Yin Saint Monarch, it was just a flick of a finger.

The moment the snowball fell to the ground, all the grass and trees within a foot of it were frozen to death and withered. The snowball slowly grew larger, and a terrifying chill spread in all directions......

Lu Ming, who had already walked far away, suddenly felt a chill, sneezed, and a slight sense of crisis suddenly rose to his heart.

"Warning! There is a strong enemy and the host have established a hatred sense, and the host's whereabouts have been locked by the enemy! Solution: The host can designate a creature that has been subdued, and the system will transfer the hatred sense to its body to divert the enemy's attack target!"

Lu Ming was taken aback, thinking to himself who this powerful enemy could be? Could it be Wang Jianchang? This person really has such great magical powers to bind his whereabouts?

Either way, the system has to listen. But where are the creatures around here? After thinking for a while, he suddenly thought of the black bear in the Qiankun Ring.

That's it. "Take the hatred on the black bear. ”

"Don't!" the black bear growled.

"I'm sorry for you. Let's turn it. ”

"Hatred is being transferred...... The transfer of hatred is complete, and the enemy's attack target has been locked on the black bear!"

Hearing the voice of the system, Lu Ming released the black bear.

After the black bear came out, he immediately ran away with a loud "whoop", leaving Lu Ming standing on the ground with a wicked smile.

The forest is boundless, Lu Ming walked in one direction, walked straight for a day, and failed to reach the edge of the forest. He was somewhat tired and sat down on the ground to rest. The weather was getting colder and colder, and he was even shivering a little from the cold.

Suddenly, there was a wild beast's roar in the distance, and then there was no sound. Listen to the cry, it was the black bear.

"System prompt: The creature that was previously transferred to hatred has been killed by the enemy, and the hatred sense between the enemy and the host has been re-established, and the host's whereabouts have been locked by the enemy!"

Damn, the black bear was killed so quickly? That enemy's hatred for me has not been broken? How could that person's strength be so strong that he killed the black bear in just one moment.

After the black bear was transferred to it by Lu Ming to the hatred between the same enemy, he knew that a catastrophe was coming, so he ran desperately, got lost in the forest, and the direction of running unconsciously became the same as Lu Ming, and it was not far from Lu Ming.

Now that the black bear has been killed, the immediate priority is to find a creature that can transfer the sense of hatred again.

Lu Ming immediately thought of the starling brother, but before he could speak, he heard the drunken voice in the Qiankun ring: "Brother Lu Ming!"

Lu Ming entered the Qiankun ring, and saw through the fence that Zui Rou had already lifted her skirt to the datuigen department, with a touch of blush on her face, and one hand stroked her hair that was hanging down, like Qiushui's big eyes blinking towards him.

"What are you doing? You don't sell cuteness to me.,I'm not Lolicon.。 Lu Ming said.

"Brother Lu Ming, people are so bored in the ring. It's better to transfer the hatred to me, and I'll lure the enemy away for you, okay?"

Lu Ming was stunned, thought for a while, and said: "Don't daydream, let you out, don't wait for my enemy to come, you killed me first." It's better to transfer the induction to the starling!"

"Don't!" exclaimed Starling.

At this moment, a messy and heavy footsteps came, and Lu Ming hurriedly withdrew from the Qiankun Ring.

What appeared in front of him were Yu Mang, Li Lin and Zhao Quan, but their faces were bloodless, and their three pairs of eyes were all like dead fish.

The speed of the three of them was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they were three feet in front of Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's hair brushed up all at once, "Aren't these three people dead? How did they come back to life? Could it be that they are all ghosts?"

"It's not a ghost, it's a zombie!" the system assistant prompted.

Zombies are scary enough, too.

Before he could react, three zombies had already surrounded him, and without saying a word, he had already started. Zhao Quan used his hand to chase waves, Li Lin replaced the knife with his arm, and Yu Mang was still a cold palm.

The three zombies are the strength of the Spirit Realm, but this only means that their martial arts foundation is the Spirit Realm, that is to say, their fist attacks, defense, and speed have reached the level of the Spirit Realm, but as zombies, it is impossible to cast the spell attack of the Spirit Realm.

Even so, the power of the Wave Chaser, the Scimitar Knife Technique, and the Ice Palm had increased dozens of times.

The fluctuation of the water system spiritual power of the wave chaser extended to a radius of two zhang, and the surrounding plants and trees were swayed left and right by the spiritual power, and the trees close to Zhao Quan had been uprooted. The spiritual power hit Lu Ming's body wave by wave, and Lu Ming's body was so shocked that he couldn't help but tremble.

Li Lin's arm made a gust of wind, and the trees that were shaken by the spiritual power wave of Zhao Quan's hand were even the thickness of a bowl, and they were cut off with a click when they touched his arm, and the power of replacing the knife with the arm was much greater than when using a scimitar.

Yu Mang's cold ice palm was even more domineering, making Lu Ming, who was already a little shivering, almost frozen, and it was very difficult for his body to move half a step.

Within the scope of the three zombies, the white fog was vast, the grass clippings were flying, the air flow was messy, and the spiritual power was agitated, forming a chaotic space, and Lu Ming was afraid that he would be squeezed into meat patties in an instant, and then cut into minced meat.

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