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

Chapter 493

The vengeful ghost snorted coldly and swung its fist again, smashing it down towards Ling Yan Yan.

This time, it was determined to kill!

"boom!"

Ling Yanyan's head was smashed open, and bright red blood splattered all over the ground, staining it red.

"Hahaha!"

The vengeful ghost let out a ferocious laugh: "How weak! You can't even withstand one of my attacks!" However, the next second, its laughter abruptly stopped!

Because Ling Yanyan's body had mysteriously disappeared!

"what's the situation?"

The vengeful ghost's face was grim: "What kind of monster is this? It can actually use teleportation?" At this moment, Ling Yan Yan's body had already silently appeared on the other side.

The vengeful ghost turned around, its face filled with rage.

Ling Yanyan actually ran up behind it again!

"Go to hell!"

It roared and was about to give chase.

But the next moment, Ling Yanyan suddenly stretched out his right foot and kicked the evil ghost.

Caught off guard, the vengeful ghost was kicked and nearly fell to the ground.

"you!"

The vengeful ghost roared in fury: "You're asking for death!"

It raised its leg and delivered a whip kick towards Ling Yanyan.

However, Ling Yanyan had anticipated this scene and easily dodged the attack.

"Shh!"

The next moment, Ling Yanyan circled around to the back of the vengeful ghost.

The ghost's speed was significantly slower than his!

Moreover, the vengeful ghost doesn't seem to be good at speed.

Its attacks rely more on brute force and formidable defense.

In this respect, compared to Ling Yan Yan, he is simply a world apart!

Ling Yanyan not only knows martial arts and swordsmanship, but also has a smattering of knowledge about various esoteric arts and other miscellaneous subjects.

In his previous life, he traveled the world and met a reclusive master who guided him in cultivation, which led to a rapid improvement in his martial arts skills.

If it weren't for that incident, Ling Yanyan might have been able to cultivate to the Innate Realm and become a top expert in the ancient martial arts world of China.

but!

Now, he can only die here in frustration.

Not reconciled!

Ling Yanyan's gaze was icy.

He bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.

In an instant, two-thirds of his injuries had healed!

"Die!" "Whoosh!"

He clenched his fist and slammed it at the vengeful ghost without hesitation.

"Oh!"

Ling Yanyan punched the ghost in the back.

However, to his surprise, this punch did not cause any harm to the vengeful ghost.

"Quack quack!"

The vengeful ghost cackled wildly, "Insect! You think you can hurt me? Just now, the force of your punch couldn't even penetrate my flesh!"

"You!" Ling Yanyan's expression changed.

He truly hadn't expected that his attacks would be completely ineffective against the vengeful spirit.

What exactly is this thing?

"This doesn't seem to be an ordinary vengeful spirit!" "This ghost is very eerie!"

Ling Yanyan's mind raced, and he suddenly roared, "Thunder Palm!"

As soon as he finished speaking, purple lightning suddenly shot out from his palm and struck down at the vengeful ghost.

"Crack!"

A terrifying purple current spread towards the vengeful ghost.

"Fuck!"

The surface of the vengeful ghost was instantly engulfed in flames!

"what!!"

"Damn it! What crime did you commit against me?"

"Let go!"

"let me go!"

The vengeful ghost screamed incessantly.

It wanted to rush up and tear Ling Yan Yan apart.

However, it had exhausted its strength and had no power to charge forward.

They could only watch helplessly as Ling Yanyan's body melted away, bit by bit.

In the end, only a skeleton remained, lying quietly on the ground.

The vengeful ghost roared madly, "How could a mere ant possess such abilities? You are no ordinary person, who exactly are you? Are you from the Nine Netherworlds?"

It suddenly stopped shouting, and fear showed in its eyes.

Although the vengeful ghost calls itself a vengeful ghost, it never wants to enter the Netherworld.

After all, its power does not belong to the orthodox soul power.

Rather, it is a sinister force formed by the accumulation of negative emotions such as resentment, hostility, and curses.

Once it enters the Netherworld, it will be torn to shreds by the ghosts within.

Back then, it also ventured into the Nine Netherworlds for training, but was surrounded by hundreds of vengeful ghosts and eventually torn to shreds.