Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

Chapter 1037

"What kind of treasure is this? It can actually harm the Zombie King!"

Ling Yanyan's eyes widened as he saw the purple talisman in his hand, his face filled with shock.

This talisman is called the Purple Sun Talisman, a protective treasure crafted by a master alchemist.

Although it's only the most basic level, it's still incredibly advanced.

After all, he was a master of alchemy!

The attack hit the zombie king, but it had no effect?

"Roar!"

With bloodshot eyes, the zombie king roared and charged forward, brandishing its sharp claws.

"Damn it!"

Ling Yanyan's expression turned solemn, and he quickly crushed the Purple Sun Talisman.

In an instant, a layer of purple mist spread out.

The Zombie King slammed his palm down, causing purple mist to churn, but it still had no effect whatsoever.

Bang!

In Ling Yanyan's panic, the sharp claws lashed out and sent him flying a hundred meters away.

Wow!

Ling Yanyan fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his breath extremely weak.

Swish!

At this moment, the zombie king pounced again, its cold fangs seemingly wanting to devour Ling Yanyan alive.

"It's over!"

As the zombie king drew ever closer, Ling Yanyan closed his eyes and awaited his death.

hum!

But at the critical moment...

The storage ring on Ling Yanyan's waist suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

The next moment, a streak of light shot out.

Upon closer inspection, they realized they had collided with the zombie king.

clang!

A crisp metallic clang rang out.

The zombie king shuddered and staggered back several steps.

Ling Yanyan was thrown away by the aftershock and fell to the edge of the swamp.

"It saved me!"

Ling Yanyan was extremely surprised.

That streak of light was actually a bronze shield about the size of a palm.

The bronze shield gleamed with a faint green light and was exceptionally sturdy.

It was this bronze shield that blocked the zombie king's attack and saved his life.

But the bronze shield did not stop; it transformed into a blur and pierced straight into the zombie king's chest.

Puff!

Caught off guard, the zombie king's chest was pierced, and dark green blood flowed out.

But it seemed oblivious, still fearlessly charging towards Ling Yanyan.

"Damn it!"

Ling Yanyan frowned slightly.

The Zombie King is not afraid of swords, spears, or halberds, but he fears only this kind of sinister creature.

This bronze shield, like a nemesis, instantly shattered the zombie king's offensive.

"This thing seems to be designed specifically for zombies. Could it have been crafted by a grandmaster?"

Ling Yanyan fumbled with the shield, muttering to himself.

He guessed that the bronze shield must be related to this ancient city.

Perhaps it was left behind by the craftsmen who built this ancient city.

"Hmph! You zombie may be powerful, but I have already taken some miraculous elixir, and my strength has increased several times over. Today, I will slay the demon and eliminate evil, and act on behalf of Heaven!"

Ling Yanyan snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, his killing intent boiling.

Swish!

He leaped up, dagger in hand, and charged fiercely at the zombie king.

scoff!

A flash of cold light pierced through the void, heading straight for the zombie king's neck.

Ding!

But the zombie king swayed and easily dodged.

"What an unbelievable speed!"

Ling Yanyan's pupils contracted.

Zombies are known for their agility, and when combined with their terrifying strength, they are practically invincible.

Moreover, zombies have thick skin and are impervious to swords and bullets, making them difficult to get hurt.

If it were to engage in close combat, even if Ling Yanyan had broken through to the Innate Realm, he would not have gained any advantage.

"Get out of my way!"

Ling Yanyan roared, his true essence erupted, and he unleashed the "Wind Control Technique," his entire body moving like a gust of wind, unpredictable and elusive.

He wielded a dagger and moved around the zombies like a ghost.

Every strike hit the zombie king's weak point with perfect accuracy.

In a short time, the two exchanged dozens of blows, each with their own victory or defeat.

The zombie king was physically strong, but slow-moving. Ling Yanyan quickly found an opening and kicked it away.

Boom!

The zombie king crashed into the swamp, splashing up a huge spray of water.

"Cough cough!"

Coughing violently, Ling Yanyan struggled to get up, feeling weak all over and unable to muster any strength.

"This can't go on, I have to leave right away!"

Ling Yanyan staggered and barely managed to crawl out of the swamp, preparing to escape.

Wow!

However, at that moment, a strong stench wafted from the depths of the swamp, almost suffocating Ling Yan Yan.

Immediately, a massive black shadow slowly emerged, carrying a stench of decay.

Ling Yanyan looked up and was shocked to see the Zombie King!

Moreover, at this moment, its aura was extremely weak, clearly indicating that it had suffered a severe blow.

"Heh heh! I want your corpse!"

Ling Yanyan grinned, grabbed an iron hammer, and charged towards the zombie king.

"Roar!"

The Zombie King roared and charged forward.

Bang!

The two punches collided, and Ling Yanyan's body trembled as he was sent flying backward.

The Zombie King is too powerful; even with only his last breath, he far surpasses Ling Yanyan.

Click!

Ling Yanyan's right arm went numb, the bone broke, and the iron hammer in his hand slipped out of his grasp.

"Roar!"

Grabbing the iron hammer, Zombie King 903 roared and charged forward again.

"Mom!"

Upon seeing this, Ling Yanyan was terrified.

He turned and ran, running frantically.

However, he was seriously injured and had lost his weapon, which slowed him down, and he was quickly caught up.

Pfft!

A sharp iron hook reached out and pierced his shoulder, pulling out a large amount of blood.

"I rely on!"

Ling Yanyan couldn't help but curse.

This zombie king is like a persistent leech.

No matter how hard I try, I can't shake them off.

Moreover, the opponent's claws seemed sharper than steel knives, easily piercing through armor and penetrating the human body.

What frustrated Ling Yanyan even more was that his injuries were worsening.

If we delay any longer, we might lose our lives.

Thinking of this, Ling Yanyan's eyes flickered, and he made a decision.

boom!

He kicked the flower bed next to him, sending it flying and crashing into the zombie king.

"Roar!"

The zombie king was startled and quickly reached out to block it.

Boom!

A loud bang was heard, the flower bed shattered, and countless pieces of soil and stones tumbled to the ground.

The Zombie King, however, was forced back half a step.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ling Yanyan turned and ran, fleeing towards the edge of the village with all her might.

"Roar!"

Seeing this, the zombie king became enraged and pounced on the zombies like a madman.

Bang bang bang.

Two figures crisscrossed the village, stirring up clouds of dust.

Ling Yanyan had already disappeared without a trace.

"Damn it!"

The Zombie King roared furiously, smashing a tree as thick as a bowl into pieces with his fist, his eyes bloodshot: "You just wait, I will never let you get away with this!"

After saying that, it twisted its head and looked around, finally spotting the unfortunate man's corpse.

Immediately, he stepped forward, opened his mouth and inhaled, and the corpse turned into ashes and scattered.

"Ouch!"

With a long howl to the sky, the zombie king turned and left.

At this moment, deep in the mountains and forests, in a secluded spot, Ling Yan Yan emerged from the bushes.

The situation was extremely critical, and he had no choice but to take such a risk in an attempt to stop the zombie king.

The result, however, was delightful.

It worked!

As the zombie king gradually disappeared from sight, Ling Yanyan smiled and said, "I've finally escaped with my life this time."

After experiencing this, Ling Yanyan understood one thing.

strength!

We must improve our strength!

Otherwise, any zombie or monster could easily kill him.

"No, I'm injured now, I can't possibly be a match for the Zombie King."

After a moment of contemplation, Ling Yanyan surveyed his surroundings.

The mountains and forests are dense, ancient and vigorous, full of primitive charm.

"In that case."

"Let's find something to eat then."

Ling Yanyan's eyes lit up.

Although he was slightly injured, with his recovery ability, he will be fully healed in no time.

Now, he was starving and needed to replenish his energy.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a roar came.

A pack of wolfhounds suddenly burst out of the forest and surrounded Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan was taken aback: "What are these beasts doing?"

"Ouch!"

The lead wolfhound growled and charged forward first.

"court death!"

Ling Yanyan flew into a rage and swung his iron hammer to meet the attack.