Lin Mochen silently returned to his position, took out the meat pieces, and used his sharp nails to cut them into meat slices, "I just wanted to look next to it to see if there are any suitable materials, but I didn't get anything." ”

Lin Mochen's movements were very fast, and the meat slices were cut after a while.

The charm of food was once again reflected, and Dongping and Dongshi re-dramatized.

"Two sisters, are we staying for a while, or are we going to go back directly?"

"Go back, we've been delayed here for a long time, and Miss should be out of customs soon. Dongping explained.

Is it really going to start a career as a servant? Due to the punishment of Lord Mingling, Lin Mochen basically did not perform the work of a servant, but it was obviously not very pleasant.

"Look, the moon is in a bunch. Dong Shi suddenly pointed in the direction of the famous city Dark Pavilion.

Lin Mochen turned his head to look, "Someone broke through?"

Dongping replied: "That's not necessarily, when the pavilion master cultivates, he will be able to reach the Gathering Moon into a bundle. However, the moonlight over there is so rich, it seems to have appeared after breaking through the realm. Moreover, at this concentration should be a qualitative leap. ”

"That bundle of moon essence has almost reached the point of substance, and it is one point stronger than the Fa Determination we cultivated. It should be the level of the seven generations of generals. "Cultivating Xiaobai once again reflects the reasoning ability he has mastered under higher education.

"That's not Miss Breakthrough!" Dong Shi jumped up, "We're going to go back quickly." ”

The substantiated blood cocoon in the Shensi Building slowly faded away and merged into the body of Lord Mingling. The Ming Pavilion Lord stood up again, holding a ball of light in his hand, and the ball of light was entangled in dense blood.

"Mingling, this is the zombie god bloodline refined by my father, which can purify your bloodline again, so that you can reach the second generation of real generals, and even evolve into the body of real generals. Daddy will help you with the refining, but it will still be extremely painful, and you must stay conscious. Otherwise, Dad will listen to your mother and imprison you in a famous city!" The voice of the Ming Pavilion Lord became more and more severe, and at the end of the tone, it was extremely strong.

The county lord of Mingling, who was in the midst of cultivation, seemed to frown.

When the light cluster left the palm of the Ming Pavilion Lord, it began to shake violently, as if it was about to break free from the shackles of blood, and a mystical shadow appeared in the air.

"It's worthy of a zombie, a drop of essence blood can penetrate endless space. Don't waste your efforts, what I'm proficient in is the laws of space, unless you can manipulate the law chain. ”

The quivering ball of light stopped, turning into a human form, and the blood was only embedded in the human nature. It seems to be a hideous but blurry face, like a struggling limb and can't see the movement clearly, the only difference is the air flow that keeps passing in the air.

"Zombie God, your essence has been annihilated, why are you struggling. If you are resurrected again, you are no longer the original you, why not be left with a glimmer of hope for the zombie clan by future generations. "The blue tendons on the forehead of the Ming Pavilion Lord have burst out, and he has already turned into a zombie. The ten fingers are curled like eagle claws, the nails are dark ink-colored, the four dark red fangs in the mouth reveal this endless horror, as if there are countless souls lingering, and there is a pair of looming wings on the back, which are like reality, and there are endless spatial changes in one and one together.

After listening to the request of the Ming Pavilion Lord, the light group stiffened his arms to the sky, looking up to the sky and roaring, as if there was endless resentment and endless unwillingness, and the surroundings turned into a gray patch.

"Zombie God, our zombie clan is already outside the Six Realms, not favored by the Heavenly Dao, and it is up to us to live and die. However, you shouldn't, you shouldn't, challenge the supreme and bring existential constraints to the zombies. In another year, their ordination will come. You have no chance of resurrection, and even if you do, it will be annihilation again. Sleep, don't irritate them anymore. ”

The space around the light cluster no longer changed, but it revealed a scarlet.

"If you can be quiet for a while, maybe we can surprise them and earn more space for the zombies. The Ten Zombie Emperors of the Xuan Corpse Bloodline have reached an agreement with me to turn the Silence they brought into a blood sacrifice to eliminate the Heavenly Dao's dislike for the zombie clan. ”

As soon as the Ming Pavilion Lord's words were finished, the silent light swelled again, straightening countless blood lines. As the light group grows larger, the blood line becomes much thinner. The zombie seemed to want to break free again.

"I know you're angry and unwilling, so what? Without the guidance of Heaven, we can't reach the other shore at all. We are imprisoned outside the six realms, but we are not necessarily excluded from the other side. What we zombies need is not a threat, but a one-hit attack, a foothold on the other side, in order to feed back and strive for endless changes. We've had enough of killing each other, and they're greeted with endless contempt and ridicule. It's the sin you left behind, and they won't show up for us to show up for you. ”

"Zombie God, even if you recover now, how much can you return to the top? Even if you sacrifice the zombie clan with blood again, can you fight the six realms again? Because of your reckless and reckless behavior, the masters of the general lineage have been completely lost, and they have been suppressed by the Xuancorpse line; even so, the countless rising stars of the Xuancorpse lineage can only indulge in themselves, and there is almost no day of recovery. ”

"Silence, zombie!"

Two lines of blood and tears flowed from the eyes of the Ming Pavilion Lord, and there were countless pathos in his tone.

"Hey~"

With this sigh, the light mass shrank dramatically, turning into a crystal clear droplet-shaped liquid.

"Countless masters have died without a fight, leaving behind endless regrets, allowing us to survive in secret: our bloodline is gradually weakening, and it is becoming more and more difficult to improve. This move is infinitely dangerous, but it is our last hope. For the sake of the zombies, the only way to survive is to put them to death. The Ming Pavilion Lord looked at the essence blood of the zombie god and muttered.

"Mingling, cheer up!" The large array in the room fell silent, and the blood and qi disappeared completely. The essence blood of the zombie god entered the heart of the Ming Ling County Lord under the guidance of the Ming Pavilion Lord.

"Ahh

Just after the essence and blood melted into his body, the black hair of the county lord of Mingling was windless, his fingers were crossed, and his nails quickly turned blood red.

The county lord of Mingling, who was in the process of breaking through, felt a mighty blood qi rushing into his body. The originally docile blood qi became violent, skewering through the body, and every beat of the heart became extremely difficult. The heaviness of every trace of foreign blood flowing into the heart seemed to press the heart to the ground and stretch the ventricles open, and every time new blood was squeezed out, the heart was so weak.

What the hell is going on?

The blood seemed to be blocked, and it could no longer move the qi and blood, and the bones on the body creaked and almost shattered.

Pain, pain......

Mrs. Mengzhao, who was cultivating in the room, suddenly opened her eyes, something happened to Mingling?

If it weren't for the previous memories, Lord Mingling would definitely not believe that this was the endless pain that his father had brought him. Even if it is a strict mother, the pain she has experienced is not one-ten-millionth of this time. Lord Mingling didn't know how to describe this pain anymore, she felt that she had been going back and forth countless times between fainting and waking up. She didn't know how to do what her father said to stay conscious, so she could only powerlessly let the flesh rage.

The essence and blood of the zombie god finally completely integrated into the body of the county lord of Mingling, but the body of the county lord of Mingling grew a thick layer of scale armor, covering the originally fair skin, becoming strange and ugly.

"Mingling, hold on!" "Mingling Pavilion Master drank again, "Still can't you?"

"Mom's ......"

Mrs. Mengzhao appeared beside Lord Mingling again, "Ming'er." It seems that he felt the pain of Lord Mingling, and Mrs. Mengzhao's cry also hid endless pain.

The Ming Pavilion Lord didn't seem to feel the appearance of Mrs. Mengzhao, and still focused on the body of the Ming Ling County Lord, but there was endless pain in his eyes, and he muttered in his mouth: "Hold on, Ming Ling!"