Looking at the crazy fat man, Feng Qingyang sighed mockingly at human nature, and it was only at this moment that he deeply understood the world of the weak and the strong in the cultivation realm, and the world where strength is respected.

"Brother, can you give you a way to live?" he grinned, trying to move his body, but he was deeply suppressed by the corpse suppression talisman.

Listening to Feng Qingyang's words, the fat man stumbled and almost fell to the ground, he inexplicably looked at Feng Qingyang, who was suppressed by the rune paper, and said in his heart, isn't this zombie already stupid?

"You talk a lot of nonsense, so why am I here to give you a way to live?" he said as he lowered his head and wanted to carry the wind Qingyang.

"Then don't blame me for being rude!" Feng Qingyang suddenly said viciously.

The fat man trembled when he heard the cold voice from hell, checked his body again, and found that the corpse suppression charm was well attached to his forehead, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, he felt ashamed, he didn't expect to be frightened by a small mid-term jumping corpse, and he picked up his palm, which was like a fan, and slapped it on the face of the clear wind.

"Smack!"

It was crisp and loud, which showed how hard he used this slap.

At this moment, where does he still look like a Maoshan Taoist priest who defends the righteous path? He is simply a complete madman, he looked at Feng Qingyang with red eyes and said: "You can still turn the sky with a little jumping corpse? Dao Master, I am ready to torture you today." ”

As he spoke, he was about to jump out of the cave when he picked up the style, but at this moment, the corpse suppression talisman on Feng Qingyang's forehead suddenly fell.

I saw that his eyes were red, and his long fangs were like two small knives sticking out deeply, flashing with a terrifying light from time to time.

He screamed and bit down on the fat man's neck.

Eat him!

If you don't eat him, you'll die!

Feng Qingyang said to himself angrily in his heart.

Before the fat man could do anything, he was pressed to the ground by Feng Qingyang's heavy body, how could his body alone be able to withstand the body of a zombie with Feng Qingyang?

As soon as he bit it, he felt that the blood was like the Yellow River bursting its banks, rushing down the broken veins and pouring into his mouth, and the bright red blood entered his body with a fishy smell as his throat squirmed.

He inherited the essence blood of the zombie ancestor Yinggou, Yinggou is a famous bloodsucking zombie in mythology, where can he think so much at this moment, when his life is threatened, either you die or I die.

"Goo-dong!

He poured two mouthfuls of blood fiercely, and the fat man who was pressed under him struggled desperately, the bright red sigil in his hand still did not dissipate, and he slapped Feng Qingyang's back with all his strength.

Rumble!

The power of the palm thunder erupted at close range, and the powerful mighty divine thunder rushed into his unguarded body, carrying out a wreaking havoc of destruction, his body was shocked and numb, and there was even a trace of electricity skewered on his body.

Yes!

He screamed, but he still didn't let go of the fat man's neck, but sucked the blood even more frantically, and his body was trembling like a broken sieve.

The blood in his mouth turned into a warm current flowing in his meridians at this moment, since he turned into a zombie, the wind Qingyang never felt the warmth again, at this moment he was warm, only felt that he seemed to be soaked in warm hot water.

Outside the cave, the wind and clouds surged, and the huge power of thunder and lightning flickered and the cold light of the world still hovered in the sky, as if he knew that there was a demon in this cave that shook the world and cried ghosts and gods.

Lightning and thunder, and a few lightning crackles around the cave, the earth and stones splashed, the grass and trees turned into charcoal, and the scene was a mess.

The 'Taiyin True Sutra' began to run wildly at this moment, and the power of operation was like ten times that of usual, frantically absorbing the blood from the fat man.

The yin qi in the meridians is like a whirlpool, absorbing the yin qi in heaven and earth externally, and even mixed with a trace of the thunder and lightning power in heaven and earth, and absorbing the blood of fat people internally, as if a delicate balance has been reached.

Yin Qi and blood were injected at the same time, so that Feng Qingyang gradually forgot where he was, and there was only a crazy bloodthirsty desire in his mind.

Goo-dong, goo-dong!

The fat man didn't know how suitable it was, and his body became shriveled and thin, like a dry firewood wrapped in human skin, and a pair of eyes on his face protruded deeply, with a look of disbelief.

And Feng Qingyang was also changing slightly at the moment, his hair became longer, messily draped around his waist, and his emaciated physique looked like a woman.

His nails grew again, and their sharpness was self-evident, especially the lumpy on his body, which grew thicker and thicker, like pieces of iron, but fortunately his face was not, otherwise he would have looked like a complete monster.

I don't know how long it took, when Feng Qingyang's consciousness returned, looking at the fat Taoist priest in his hand like dry firewood, he was slightly distracted.

"I'm eating people?"

"This ...... How could I eat people!"

I used to only care about the pleasure for a while, but now that my consciousness has returned, I actually found that I had eaten a person alive and sucked up the essence and blood of others.

Bang!

He threw away the bones in his hand and sat down on the ground two steps backwards, his eyes blank and with a deep sense of guilt.

Although he turned into a zombie, he was still a human in his soul!

The thought that he had actually sucked others alive made him feel sick in my stomach, and the more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became.

"Forget it, eat it, if you don't eat him, then I'll die......"

In line with the mentality of the dead Taoist friend who does not die and the poor Dao, his mood also changed rapidly, and he didn't know why he would find a reason for himself so naturally after absorbing the blood, and some were just a heartfelt hatred, hating this world of the jungle, hating why zombies were born to be shouted and killed!

He sat down and carefully examined his body, and when he looked inside, he found that the meridians had actually improved, and he didn't know if this was the benefit of the Winning Hook Essence Blood in his body.

The strength of the mid-stage jumping corpse is not only the strengthening of all aspects of the body, but also the ability to peek into his body.

"Am I at the peak of the mid-stage jumping corpse?!" Feng Qingyang sat on the ground and grinned.

It's only in the middle of the price that the jumping corpse will soon be in the late stage, and nothing can make people happier than this, no, he's a zombie!

He carefully felt the yin qi in the meridians, only to feel a lot stronger, the mid-term jumping corpse can run twelve great weeks, when the yin qi runs for thirty-six weeks, it will converge into a cyclone at the dantian.

Condensing cyclones can only buy the price of wandering corpses, which is a fundamental mutation. It's as if human beings have broken through the foundation building period, they have been reborn, and they can live in the sun normally like a human being by jumping corpses into the price of floating corpses.

The strength of his own strength increased again, Feng Qing raised his eyebrows and his eyes were full of smiles, but this smile looked a little nondescript on his stiff face.

In this strange world, if you have more strength, you will have more protection for yourself. What's more, he is still a zombie who everyone shouts and kills?

Glancing at the fat man who had died, Feng Qingyang kicked off his shirt with two horns and put it on his body, saying that people rely on clothes and Buddha rely on gold, but this dress made him look more like a human being.

With a slender body with long sleeves and long hair, but two sharp and long teeth protruding from his mouth, flickering with cold light from time to time, his face was extremely stiff, and his body exuded cold air from the inside out, it looked so weird.

"Huh, something?"

Feng Qingyang found that there was a built-in bag on the robe, bulging.

He was jumping in place, a yellowed booklet falling from his bosom to the ground, a handful of yellow unprocessed rune paper, an antique compass, and the hands were dripping and turning.

"Stalemate?" Feng Qingyang looked at the compass on the ground and felt angry, it was this thing that guided the thin man and the fat man to find themselves. Thinking of this, lifting his foot is stepping on it, and it will be ground into dust with a few clicks.

Looking at the rune paper on the ground, Feng Qingyang felt bitter in his heart, he is only a mid-stage wandering corpse now, his hands are still very stiff, and his hands can only be activated by jumping corpses in the late stage, and his strength will definitely go to a higher level at that time.

Looking at the yellow booklet on the ground, he picked it up with his foot, hooked it and shook it off, and the booklet fell steadily on the side of the stone more than one meter high, only to see that the dragon and the phoenix danced on the booklet There are several ancient seals - Maoshan Rune.

Biting the book with his teeth, turning the pages one by one, the beginning is an introduction to Maoshan and the cultivation world, seeing that the wind is clear here, my heart is happy, this information is so critical, for him who has just arrived in this strange place, he can be described as a headless fly for information - two black!

......

Deep in the mountains, a thin young man in a yellow robe squatted next to a messy corpse, accompanied by his weird laughter, looking so creepy.

Unbeknownst to him, a great danger was slowly approaching him......