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

Chapter 1024

After a moment's thought, Ling Yanyan decided to leave for the time being.

Otherwise, it would attract even more monsters, which would be troublesome.

He immediately swayed and fled into the distance.

Hundreds of miles away, Ling Yanyan found a small hill to rest and recuperate.

This place is full of spiritual energy and has a beautiful environment.

It's just the right time to recover from the injury.

While he was recuperating, on the other side...

The fact that Ling Yanyan burned the Zombie King's corpse could not be kept secret from the eyes and ears of many martial artists.

"Who is this young man? He actually dared to kill a disciple of the Corpse Ancestor. He really doesn't know what's good for him."

A high-level martial artist's eyes flashed with a fierce light...

His body was thin and his face was ugly; he was clearly an old woman.

"Hehe, I once read in an ancient book that the lineage of zombies has a long history."

"Although the Corpse Ancestor is only a half-baked expert, he is by no means a match for an ordinary disciple."

"That boy is definitely going to die."

A murmur of discussion arose from all around, with everyone believing that Ling Yanyan was doomed.

After all, the Zombie King's strength is undeniable.

Although Ling Yanyan showed amazing talent, he was still just a teenager after all.

It would be too difficult to match it.

Some even speculated that this was a trap set for the zombie king.

However, they were unaware that they were at the summit of the mountain.

Ling Yanyan was cultivating with his eyes closed, quietly comprehending what he had learned during this period.

call!

Suddenly, Ling Yan opened his eyes, his gaze sharp.

He could clearly feel that, after this battle, his mastery of the power of heaven and earth had become even more refined.

It's impossible to break through to the Divine Realm immediately.

But we are getting closer and closer to the divine realm.

"Zombie King, don't let me down!"

Ling Yanyan murmured, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Rumble!

Just then, a loud roar suddenly rang out.

Immediately afterwards, a violent aura swept over.

"Huh? The Zombie King is chasing us?"

Sensing this familiar fluctuation, Ling Yanyan frowned slightly, a look of vigilance appearing in his eyes.

The Zombie King's strength is absolutely comparable to that of a second-level Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Although his cultivation level had increased, he was still no match for him.

Whoosh!

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A sharp, hoarse voice rang out:

"Heh heh, Ling Yan Yan, you actually pushed me to this point, you're really something!"

The voice was icy cold, like that of a demon from hell, sending chills down one's spine.

"Huh? It's the Zombie King?"

Ling Yanyan looked up, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his face darkened.

The zombie king had undergone a complete transformation, its entire body radiating a metallic sheen.

Moreover, his pupils had turned blood red.

Especially his face, his skin was a dark yellow.

It seemed to be tainted with endless death energy, which was terrifying.

"This is!"

Upon seeing the Zombie King, Ling Yan Yan's pupils constricted sharply.

He could clearly sense that the zombie king's aura had suddenly reached the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Moreover, this aura is still rising.

He quickly reached the peak of the seventh level of Qi Refining, and could step into the eighth level of Qi Refining at any time.

This scene was completely unexpected by Ling Yanyan.

"Haha, I never expected you to help me advance! It's like heaven is helping me!"

The Zombie King laughed loudly, his face full of excitement.

He never expected that Ling Yanyan's physical body would be so powerful, absorbing more than five thousand zombies.

This caused his strength to advance by leaps and bounds, allowing him to break through to the seventh level of Qi Refining.

In this way, no matter how strong Ling Yanyan's physical body is, it is no match for him.

"Once I kill you and consume your blood, my strength will greatly increase."

The Zombie King said with absolute certainty.

"Heh, a mere corpse slave dares to try and kill me? Wishful thinking."

Upon hearing this, Ling Yanyan sneered, showing no intention of backing down.

This enraged the zombie king, who immediately pounced on him.

boom!

The two engaged in fierce combat once again, attacking each other.

The zombie king's claws tore through the sky, like sharp blades sweeping across all directions.

Ling Yanyan, relying on his strong physical body, withstood the zombie king's claw attacks.

At the same time, he unleashed the Nine Yang Divine Skill, punching the zombie king again and again.