Chapter 845: The Walking Dead
"What's the difference between the King of Dead and a zombie?"
"......" The king of ten thousand corpses was inflexible, and he was speechless for a while, and he didn't know how to answer.
"It's a little more magnificent, though. Zhao Yuan was afraid that he would be annoyed and angry, so he gave him the steps.
"Yes, yes, it's just more magnificent. The King of Ten Thousand Corpses nodded repeatedly.
"Is your mind also the mind of a lot of corpses?" Zhao Yuan asked curiously.
"This ...... I don't know what to say...... "The King of Ten Thousand Corpses patted his head, his dark and sharp nails scratching at his head, making a piercing grinding sound, and he looked like he was racking his brains.
"Forget it, don't think about bad brains. Seeing the King of Ten Thousand Corpses grabbing his scalp and making a piercing friction sound, Zhao Yuan felt a sense of horror and hurriedly stopped it.
At this time, Zhao Yuan had already concluded that this King of Ten Thousand Corpses, although he was not stupid, seemed to be a little slow to react, or a little sluggish in some aspects.
"Huh...... I almost forgot, you destroyed my Qi Gathering Array, we are not finished yet!" The King of Ten Thousand Corpses stared at Zhao Yuan murderously, the pitch-black nails on his ten fingers actually flashed with a faint blue light.
"You're not finished, didn't we say okay, wait for me to help you recover when I get out?"
"Have we agreed?" the originally murderous King of Ten Thousand Corpses touched his bare head and fell into a racking of thoughts again.
"Yes. Zhao Yuan, who was overjoyed in his heart, said categorically: "Even if I can't recover the Qi Gathering Array, I will help you become a demon, in short, I will do my best!"
"I don't want to be a demon. The King of Ten Thousand Corpses shook his bare head.
“...... What are you going to become?" Zhao Yuan was stunned, he couldn't imagine that this zombie's mind would change so quickly.
"I want to be the King of Ten Thousand Corpses!" the King of Ten Thousand Corpses' deep-set eyes shot an incomparably fanatical gaze.
"Ahem...... I really want to know what is the difference between the king of ten thousand corpses and zombies?" "In Zhao Yuan's view, the king of ten thousand corpses is a zombie, and a zombie is the king of ten thousand corpses.
"You don't understand!" the King of Ten Thousand Corpses snorted.
"You tell me, I won't understand!"
"Zombies are just walking dead, no matter how strong they are, they are just zombie kings, at most they are not bad in King Kong, and the king of ten thousand corpses is different, he can order all corpses, including the zombie king, to listen to me. The King of Ten Thousand Corpses said in high spirits.
"Command all the corpses in the world?" Zhao Yuan couldn't help but gasp, and his mind inexplicably imagined the scene of thousands of corpses surging like a tide on the earth.
"Of course. The King of Ten Thousand Corpses looked triumphant.
"You call for a look. Zhao Yuan's curiosity reached its peak, he really couldn't believe that those lifeless corpses could be summoned by guys who seemed to have a little bad head.
"Out!"
The King of Ten Thousand Corpses suddenly opened his mouth and spat out, and a mouthful of corpse breath spit out, filling the earth.
Gradually, those thick black corpse qi faded, but at this time, the corpse qi seemed to have life, and it actually seeped under the ground, and soon, the faint corpse qi disappeared without a trace.
Time passed little by little, and there was not the slightest movement on the wasteland, which disappointed Zhao Yuan, who was originally nervous.
"What about the corpse?" Zhao Yuan couldn't help but yawn when he saw that he didn't react for a long time: "We should be trapped by something, we are not familiar with life, and we can't waste time." ”
"What are you anxious about? I'm not the king of corpses yet, so naturally I'm going to take a little time. Seeing that there was no movement on the ground, the King of Ten Thousand Corpses seemed to be a little anxious, and spit out a mouthful of thick black corpse gas.
The time of a stick of incense has passed, and there is still no movement on the ground.
"For what, for what...... It's not like this, it's not like this...... I drove the corpse ...... the last time I was lying underground."
The King of Ten Thousand Corpses was in a hurry on the grass, like an ant on a hot pot. If he was sweating, he was probably already sweating profusely at this time.
"Let's go. Zhao Yuan said with a disappointed face.
"Let's go. The King of Ten Thousand Corpses looked depressed, followed the example of the two green-robed Taoists, and stomped his feet on the ground fiercely.
"Where are we going...... This place is likely to be the large array that can be moved, so let's go in the direction where the two Dao Masters left, and that direction is likely to be inhabited by humans. ”
"Oh......" The King of Ten Thousand Corpses doesn't seem to have his own opinions, and he is a newcomer, so he can only listen to Zhao Yuan.
A man and a corpse, walking on the wasteland, the sky, there is no sun, a gray patch, as if time has been frozen in this eternal moment.
Not long after Zhao Yuan and the King of Ten Thousand Corpses left, under the earth, a skeleton hand suddenly broke through the ground.
The skeleton hand is just the beginning, with a sound of rustling and breaking the ground, countless skeletons and semi-rotten corpses broke out of the ground, just a stick of incense in less time, on the ground, hundreds of corpses have appeared, they are obviously unconscious, the walking dead walk back and forth on the wasteland, terrifying and abnormal.
The number of walking corpses is getting bigger and bigger, and in less than half a column of incense, it has grown from hundreds to thousands, and some ancient corpses have broken through the ground, like an ownerless lonely soul, wandering in the wasteland.
Some of these corpses have completely decayed, only a few skeletons are moving, and between walking, the skeletons will collapse, but the collapsed skeletons are still crawling on the ground, their teeth biting, making a "click" sound, which is creepy......
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Zhao Yuan didn't know what was happening behind Lu Dao, he was sneaking through the wasteland with the King of Ten Thousand Corpses.
The King of Ten Thousand Corpses is a bit silent, but he has to answer Zhao Yuan's questions, however, what makes Zhao Yuan depressed is that this guy has a bit of a problem with his brain, not only is he slow to react, but his thinking jump is also very big, and his speech often makes Zhao Yuan scratch his head.
Zhao Yuan guessed that this zombie should have absorbed too many primordial gods, although he cultivated to become the king of zombies, he himself did not have systematic cultivation, and his thinking was affected by the primordial spirits of those gods or cultivators, and he was a little nervous.
What reassures Zhao Yuan is that although this King of Ten Thousand Corpses is a little neurotic, he is very reasonable, as long as you can convince him, he will listen.
Convincing a zombie with a jumping mind and a little neurotic, Zhao Yuan is naturally not a problem.
One person and one corpse were afraid of being discovered by those two green-robed cultivators, so they only dared to sneak in the wasteland grass, and when they encountered the slightest wind and grass, they immediately lurked.
Zhao Yuan has a habit, in an unfamiliar environment, he will be cautious, this is the magic weapon he relies on to survive, even if he has now reached the half-immortal, he still maintains this good habit.
After walking for more than two hours, one person and one corpse, we reached a plain, and from the position where we stood, we could get a bird's-eye view of the plain.
In the center of the plain, there is a huge castle, and the air of the castle is full of cultivators flying with edgeworth, and the gate of the castle is full of traffic, and it looks unusually prosperous.
At present, Zhao Yuan has been sure that they have entered the big formation in the desolate area, but he is not sure that this formation is the formation that traps the Caixia Fairy and them, so he must figure out the environment, in case the people here kill people for no reason like those two green-robed Dao Chiefs, then the matter will be troublesome......
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"What are you doing here?" a milky voice sounded.
Zhao Yuan and the King of Ten Thousand Corpses were startled, and when they turned around, they saw that a few feet behind them, there was a little boy about the same age as Xiao Song, holding a small and delicate Xueliang flying sword suspended above the tip of the grass.
"We passed by here...... Zhao Yuan was secretly shocked, this kid was close to him for a few feet, and he didn't know anything, it was really a bit incredible.
"Passing through here...... Hey, you're new here?" the little boy looked at the naked King of Ten Thousand Corpses, frowning, but not curious.
“...... Yes. Zhao Yuan said stiffly.
"Then you have to be careful, there are many cultivators here who specialize in robbing newcomers, and when they meet kinder ones, they just rob money, and when they meet ruthless people, they will directly kill people and kill people...... You guys...... Where are you going?" the little boy touched the Sumeru ring on his finger, as if hesitating about something.
"Is it safe for us to go to that castle?" Zhao Yuan asked.
"If you're going to ask me a question, we're going to have to exchange things. The little boy blinked, summoned a set of clothes from the Sumeru ring, and said: "This zombie is naked, everyone knows that Lu Dao is a newcomer at a glance, this set of clothes is sold to you, how about a spare?"
"I am the King of Ten Thousand Corpses!" The King of Ten Thousand Corpses seemed to be very repulsive to the title of "zombie", and in an instant, his brain was also quick, and he immediately defended.
"You're too small. ”
Zhao Yuan glanced at the clothes in the little boy's hand, shook his head, and immediately summoned a wide bathrobe from the Sumeru ring for the King of Ten Thousand Corpses to put on.
The King of Ten Thousand Corpses in a snow-white bathrobe looks extremely weird, his skull shelf is attached to some dried meat, dark black, no body hair, bare, plus no underwear, the things under his crotch are dangling, and it makes people feel ridiculous.
"Ahem...... Tie the belt. ”
Zhao Yuan hurriedly helped the King of Ten Thousand Corpses tie the belt of the bathrobe.
At this time, the King of Ten Thousand Corpses seemed to be very curious about the bathrobe on his body, and a pair of thin hands stroked the soft bathrobe with an intoxicated expression......