With many thoughts in his mind, Lu Ye kept moving his hands.
Ying Wuji had already entered the city, and Yiyi followed him secretly. There was no movement for the time being.
However, Lu Ye estimated that there were probably no useful clues in the city.
If the local monks in this world really want to hide due to some crisis, they will definitely not be able to hide in such a conspicuous place. They will most likely choose to hide in inaccessible mountains and forests, or other places.
Time passed, and at a certain moment, Lu Ye suddenly raised his head and looked in one direction.
There was a wave of spiritual energy coming over there, and it seemed like someone was fighting.
This was how he discovered Ying Wuji yesterday, so after noticing the movement, his heart moved.
Maybe someone from Kyushu is nearby?
He quickly put away the unrefined sound transmission stone in his hand, urged his body and swept towards that direction.
As the distance got closer, Lu Ye slowly discovered that his guess was wrong. One of the parties fighting over there was not from Kyushu, because the spiritual power fluctuations were not strong.
When he got near the battlefield, Lu Ye jumped up to the trunk of a big tree and looked down from a high position. Only then could he see both sides of the fight clearly.
One of them is a man and two women. The man's cultivation level is undoubtedly the highest, and the spiritual power fluctuations permeating his body are similar to those at the fifth level of Yunhe.
Two women, a woman in her thirties and a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, both had barely reached the Yunhe realm.
Among the three, the man was seriously injured. There was a huge wound in his chest and abdomen. His flesh and blood were rolled up, and even his face was covered with an ominous aura.
But he tried his best to protect the two women and prevent them from being harmed at all, so although the two women looked embarrassed, there was actually nothing serious.
Lu Ye looked at the opponent competing with the three of them again, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Because that person can no longer be considered a human being.
The body is shriveled and thin, like a corpse that has been dried for countless years. The exposed skin is full of wrinkles and cracks. However, it is such a corpse that looks like it has been dead for an unknown number of years. The aura on its body Actually stronger than the injured man!
Moreover, his fighting style is extremely brutal, and the power he can exert seems to be extremely huge. He does not have any spiritual weapons in his hands, but his sharp fingertips are the most practical weapons. The wound was caused by his nails.
In addition, Lu Ye also found that his physical defense was astonishing. Faced with the joint attack of the three people on the opposite side, he had no intention of dodging. Even if the spiritual weapon was added to him, it could not hurt him at all, and he was just skinny. There were shallow marks left on his body.
Is this also a zombie clan?
Lu Ye was surprised and doubtful.
There is corpse poison in the corpse clan's corpse energy. He noticed this yesterday when he fought with many corpse clans. However, for the monks, this corpse poison is not a problem. Basically, he only needs to activate the spiritual power in his body. Forming a protective surface can block the erosion of corpse poison.
Even if it is eroded, it can be slowly resolved with the flow of one's own spiritual power.
The man in front of him was seriously injured, but with his cultivation level, it would not be difficult to recover.
The important thing is that he has been poisoned by corpse poison and must detoxify quickly so that he can have enough energy to recover.
Hearing Lu Ye's words, the middle-aged man smiled bitterly and shook his head weakly: "It's useless. I've been poisoned by the corpse clan's original corpse poison, so don't waste the antidote."
Lu Ye frowned in confusion: "Original corpse poison?"
Is there any origin or non-origin of corpse poison?
But judging from the meaning of this man's words, it seems that if you are poisoned by the original corpse poison, there will be no cure.
Although the middle-aged man was dying, Lu Ye's reaction was really strange.
The original corpse poison is a direct method for the corpse clan to transform its people. There is no solution to it. Hasn’t the young man in front of me heard of it?
Without rushing to ask Lu Ye anything, the middle-aged man turned to look at the tearful woman: "Go and dispose of their bodies."
The woman kept shaking her head.
The middle-aged man said: "I can hold on for a while, I will wait for you to come back!" The woman then stood up and looked at the man reluctantly: "You must wait for me to come back!"
With a rush of spiritual power, he soared into the sky, but followed the path he came from to dispose of the corpses of several companions.
After she left, the man slowly sat down with the girl's support.
He was panting and could see that he was using his spiritual power to suppress something. He looked at Lu Ye and said, "Which secret realm does the little brother come from?"
At such an age, and with such abilities, only a few secret realms in this broken Wushuang Continent can cultivate them. If they are scattered in various strongholds and struggle to survive, they can cultivate the social and social power of the girls around them. Company A
When the zombie tribe who was about to kill them heard this, they thought it was the girl's terrified cry before she died, but they felt something was wrong.
Because the girl's eyes did not look at herself, but looked beyond herself, looking in the direction behind her. At this moment, there was a sound of breaking through the air, accompanied by powerful spiritual power fluctuations.
There are people!
The corpse tribe didn't care about dealing with the three people in front of them. They turned around and saw a fiery red figure leaping down from the air. A long knife was ready to go.
When locked by the opponent's fierce energy, the corpse tribe actually felt a tingling feeling on their skin that they hadn't seen in a long time.
This made him very incredible. You must know that the corpse tribe does not feel pain.
He immediately understood that the tingling feeling on his skin was not transmitted from his body, but from his mind!
Come on, he's very strong!
"Roar!" The corpse race roared, and the withered flesh and blood suddenly tightened. His body was already strong, but after doing this, he became even more impregnable. Even human monks who were stronger than him might not be able to hurt him. to him.
And as long as he can't be hurt, he can kill the enemy!
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The long sword was unsheathed, and the fiery red sword light passed by. Lu Ye had passed by the corpse clan and stood in front of the man and two women.
The girl and woman's eyes were filled with surprise and confusion, and they didn't understand what happened just now.
After all, the middle-aged man who coughed up blood had higher cultivation, but even he couldn't fully capture the traces of the knife just now.
But under that sword, the zombie clan, which almost wiped out their entire team, froze on the spot, unable to move.
Vaguely, there was a strange sound coming from the throat of the corpse clan.
Lu Ye has sheathed his sword.
The sound of friction between the blade and the scabbard was heard. As if alarmed by the sound, the head of the corpse clan behind him suddenly rolled down. The wound was as flat as a mirror, and green corpse blood rose into the sky, with an indescribable stench.
Lu Ye's whole body was filled with spiritual power, and the corpse's blood was burned away before it even got close.
"Ah!" The girl exclaimed again, her eyes filled with horror and disbelief. She looked at the remains of the corpse clan that had fallen to the ground, and then looked at the stern look of Lu Ye in front of her. She really couldn't believe it. Such a powerful corpse clan was actually killed by someone!
Moreover, the person who took action seemed to be no more than a year or two older than me.
It's as unreal as a dream.
Senior Zuishan, the strongest person in the stronghold, is not that strong, right?
"You have been poisoned. Do you have an antidote?" Lu Ye asked, looking at the man among the three.
The zombie tribe that I met yesterday is not very powerful in itself, but it can control thousands of rotting corpses, which is a bit like the style of the beast-controlling school.
But the one I encountered today was completely different from the one I encountered yesterday.
He doesn't have any rotten corpses under his command, and he relies solely on his incredibly strong body to crush his opponents unreasonably.
This kind of corpse clan has a vague style of physical cultivation.
But compared to Jiuzhou's physical training, the corpse clan's physique seems to be even better.
In contrast, the zombie clan that can control the zombies relies on the power of the sea of people, but this kind of zombie clan relies on its own ability.
"Come on, I'll hold him back!"
The situation was not good, the injured man gave a sharp shout, no longer caring about himself, and fearlessly killed his opponent.
There were originally six people in their team, and there were two who were stronger than him.
But after encountering this corpse clan, the entire team was as vulnerable as tofu. Within a moment of fighting, three people had been killed. Even he was injured. There were only two women, or because they were very protected by them. Well, maybe it was because he had the lowest cultivation level and was not noticed by the corpse clan, so he was safe and sound.
But if this continues, they will definitely be annihilated.
He is bound to die. If he can delay this zombie clan before he dies, he may be able to give his companions hope of escaping.
In the apocalypse, people's hearts are complicated, with intrigues and intrigues emerging one after another, and fights between people in the same room being common. However, there are also many people who are sincere and treat others sincerely.
"Husband!" Seeing the man taking the initiative to kill the zombie clan, the woman couldn't help but exclaimed like Du Juan crying blood.
The girl grabbed her wrist and said hurriedly: "Aunt Shen, let's go!"
The woman looked back, tears falling from the corners of her eyes. Even though she was unwilling, even though her anger was burning like a flame, in such a situation, what else could they do besides running away?
"No one can escape!" Seeing this, the mummy-like figure snorted coldly, his voice hoarse, not like a human voice, but like the howling of ghosts and wolves coming from the Nine Nether Purgatory.
A palm like an eagle's claw stretched out and grabbed the male cultivator.
The strong corpse energy was carried by the strong wind and hit the pavement. The male cultivator could hardly breathe. The claw grabbed his chest and tore off a piece of flesh and blood.
After another punch from the opponent, he flew up high like a kite and fell heavily in front of the two women.
The girl who was pulling the woman to leave saw this, how could she leave? She quickly helped the man up, and when she stood up again, the corpse clan was already approaching her.
When death was imminent, the woman felt a little more relieved. The hatred and anger in her eyes disappeared. She looked at the man who was coughing up blood and felt a little more tenderness and tenderness.
After all, she did not leave her husband behind. Although they could not stay together forever, death together was an acceptable outcome.
"Ah!" At this moment, the girl exclaimed.
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