After Lin Mu left the Gobi tribe, at first there were hordes of screaming zombies chasing after them, but later he only dared to wait and see from a distance because he was afraid of death.
There is indeed something about this Gobi tribe. Putting aside the corpse kings with different orientations, the old corpse king who can mentally attack is enough for him to eat.
Although he managed to block the invasion of the "Tightening Curse" with full firepower in the end, he couldn't guarantee whether the old man, the Corpse King, had any other trump cards.
I have to admit, this bone is a little hard... but only a little.
His main focus is to stand up from wherever he falls.
After confirming that the old man, the Corpse King, was not chasing him personally, Lin Mu simply didn't bother to exit the secret realm and started exploring sideways.
According to the distribution of these zombie tribes, the tribes in this depth will probably have this intensity, but the zombie kings in the tribe have different sides.
This time I was unlucky to meet a rare spiritual corpse king, otherwise he would have been killed indiscriminately.
He decided to find a soft persimmon to squeeze first, and as soon as he found a way to restrain the old man, he immediately counterattacked.
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This is a vast desert area with undulating sand dunes criss-crossing each other, creating a magnificent scene of various shapes.
However, if you look carefully, you will find shriveled zombies hidden under the desert. The signs are half of the head and half of the arm exposed above the sand layer, and some even have only a finger exposed... They look very similar. Mass graves in peacetime.
Lin Mu could smell the strong smell of corpses from a distance. He roughly estimated that the number of zombies here would not be less than that of the Gobi tribe.
Desert tribe? interesting.
A few minutes later, Lin Mu arrived belatedly and instantly activated this forbidden desert area that had been silent for countless years.
"Whoa...burp!"
"Ouch...burp!"
"Hiccup...burp!"
The desert beneath your feet began to shake. Withered arms, heads, and long legs rose up tremblingly. Strange zombie roars came one after another. It was probably because the mouth buried under the sand was filled when it was opened... …
"Ouch!" The first zombie, which looked like bacon, broke out of the sand and looked around with its sand-filled eyes, as if it could really see things with this thing.
But in the end, he successfully "saw" Lin Mu and stumbled over.
"Boom!" A small flame rose from behind Lin Mu, rising in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it covered the sky and blocked the sun. It was like a golden crow descending from the world. The temperature of the entire desert suddenly rose to a terrifying height!
The bacon zombie cracked as it ran, with all the internal organs falling off... The water content of the body was too low, causing the skin and flesh to lose its toughness, and the movement range was too large and it cracked.
Here’s a reference to cracked lips in winter.
Click, click, click... until the dry and hard brain popped out of his skull, the bacon zombie fell to the ground unwillingly.
As the first zombie fell to the ground, more and more zombies emerged from under the sand, took two steps and then fell down.
too slow!
Lin Mu's heart moved, and the huge flames suddenly "calmed down" and turned into a thin gray flame isolation zone, less than half a meter thick, lightly covering the sand surface.
The formations became smaller, but the fire temperature increased - the fine gravel on the surface of the ground actually emitted bursts of scorching light, with a tendency to melt!
As we all know, melting gravel requires a high temperature of more than 1,500 degrees.
The temperature of the first-level fire melting technique is around 800 degrees, which is comparable to the standard of an ordinary incinerator.
The second-level fire-melting technique reached a thousand degrees, and after evolving to the third level, it barely reached 1,400 degrees...it was barely close to melting gravel.
However, he also discovered that the Melting Fire Technique incorporates a small skill called "Fire Gathering Technique": by compressing the original flame, the purpose of increasing the temperature of the fire is achieved.
The introduction is simple and crude, and the effect is immediate. The current melting fire technique has exceeded the 1,500-degree mark in one fell swoop, and has initially entered the era of melting and casting!
For a moment, with Lin Mu as the center, everything within a radius of fifty meters turned into a world of lava. The zombies that had already emerged from the ground were burned away as they ran, and those that had not yet emerged could not come out again.
Ever heard of salt-baked chicken? It's just that the salt grains are replaced with gravel, and the chickens are replaced with zombies, which is pretty much the same.
A new move has been developed! Not bad.
The next step is to find the leader of this tribe and get rid of the explosive spirit card...
"Boom!"
The endless desert suddenly heard a deafening roar, and all the sand was trembling and flowing!
Like a river of quicksand, the "lava field" created by Lin Mu sunk downwards, and the sand from the periphery poured in, not only burying this corpse hell, but also burying Lin Mu in the center!
Humph, you're a bastard.
Lin Mu used six legs to exert force and jumped out of the quicksand whirlpool with one easy jump.
Before he lowered the flames and continued to toss, a tall sand dune in the distance suddenly started to move!
"Boom!"
The gravel above the dune rustled down, and a huge fluorescent boulder slowly rose from under the dune!
A thin figure sat cross-legged on the top of the boulder, with a blazing gaze: "You bear the mark of the old ghost in your body. It's a pity..."
"Retreat quickly, otherwise don't blame me for taking action!"
Lin Mu was delighted when he heard this. How could there be three chapters of agreement between the zombie tribes here?
Even the zombies abide by the agreement, so why should the people outside feel so embarrassed?
"I won't leave, you can take action." Lin Mu wrote a line of big characters, for fear that the other party would not see it.
boom!
This quicksand corpse king was also ruthless and didn't talk much. He responded to Lin Mu with practical actions - a giant hand made of gravel rose from the ground, and slapped Lin Mu down with a flip of his hand!
What the hell! ? One-tailed beast crane?
Facing this giant hand made of tons of sand, it would be impolite and unrealistic to burn it with flames.
But the person this ant eats is never a flame!
Whoosh!
Lin Mu jumped up and used two punches from his glove to easily break up the giant hand. The power of each punch was 14,400kg, which was several times the total weight of the giant hand. It was a complete dimensionality reduction strike!
However, as soon as he fell back to the ground, he looked up and saw countless sand hands condensed from all directions, large and small, densely packed...
This guy's main focus is to live forever?
Too lazy to waste time with it, Lin Mu looked in the direction of the Desert Corpse King and rushed quickly to capture the thief first!
The sand warriors moved conscientiously to block, but they could not stop Lin Mu's rampage.
A small hand would be gone in one punch, and a big hand would only take one punch at most. Except for the first Sha Shou who appeared, there was no second Sha Shou worthy of his two punches.
But after running for a long time, he looked up and saw that the fluorescent boulder was still standing in the distance, and the distance between the two had hardly changed.
The aloof Quicksand Corpse King smiled crookedly, making people have the urge to rush over and tear its mouth open.
When I looked down, I saw that the ground I was standing on was moving backwards rapidly... The desert treadmill was so sloppy.
And as Lin Mu stopped, the surrounding sand kept pouring towards him, trying to bury him alive.
"I have to admit that your strength is very strong, stronger than most corpses I have seen." The Quicksand Corpse King raised his head and looked at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, showing a smile that said he was sure of victory.
"But I wonder if you have ever heard of a saying... Don't bully the mountains. Don't bully the water."
"Don't bully the mountain, don't bully the water" roughly describes the restraint relationship between water and power. Even if a mountain mover falls into the water, he has to sink obediently.
"A little cultured, but not much." Lin Mu couldn't help but complain.
"The density of ants is lower than that of water. If they fall into the water, they won't be able to sink, let alone your sand..."
"If that's all you have, then just end the fight. It's too boring."
Lin Mu pulled out his six legs and started running again. This time, his movement path was irregular, moving forward, backward, left, and right. It seemed chaotic but actually the whole thing was moving forward.
Every time Lin Mu changed direction, the Quicksand Corpse King was sweating, because it had to switch frequently to control the sand in different areas to flow in different directions, and the pressure was not ordinary.
If you are not afraid of him coming, you are just afraid of him messing around.
The two punches scattered the giant sand hand, which was enough to give a glimpse of how terrifying Lin Mu's power was. If he got close, his fragile little body might not be able to withstand even one punch.
The Quicksand Corpse King's face was solemn, and he was cursing the old ghost in his heart while thinking about how to break the situation.
escape? It couldn't bear to part with the heritage monument under its buttocks, and if word got out that it was driven away from home by an ant, where would it put its face?
It's impossible to escape, why not... try that trick?
The power of that move is so powerful, but it's a pity that I have only scratched the surface of it...
"Zhizhi!" While thinking, Lin Mu got closer and closer. If he got closer, he would jump up and reach the inheritance monument.
snort! Forcing a corpse is too much! Even if you only learn a little bit, it will be enough to kill you!
The Quicksand Corpse King's heart skipped a beat, he clasped his hands together, and a corpse power similar to the spiritual power of an evolver surged out from his body crazily!
——Desert Star!
In the next moment, Lin Mu's entire ant flew into the air together with the sand under his feet. He lost the point of strength under his feet and was unable to use even though he had strength and speed.
Then, with him as the center, countless sands gathered and wrapped him in layers into a maracas!
The sand ball gets bigger and bigger, until it stops growing at a certain critical point, and countless sands shrink and squeeze inward.
The Quicksand Corpse King began to smile crookedly again.
When performing this move, it can control twice the amount of sand as usual! Moreover, every grain of sand can conduct its own power to the deepest layer, squeezing this damn ant to death at 360 degrees without any dead angle!
"Bang!" Lin Mu punched inside, and the huge force knocked a handful of sand away, and a big hole appeared on the surface of the sand ball.
Fill... With a thought in his mind, the Quicksand Corpse King immediately controlled the sand around the big hole to quickly fill it in. The sand ball returned to its original shape in an instant, giving Lin Mu no chance to escape.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
"Bang bang bang..."
Lin Mu punched inside repeatedly, and big holes appeared one after another.
The Quicksand Corpse King gritted his teeth and hurried to fill in all the holes before Lin Mu rushed out.
After a while of tossing, the Quicksand Corpse King was already sweating profusely, and the sand ball finally calmed down. It seemed that Lin Mu had lost his strength.
Seeing this, the Quicksand Corpse King also breathed a sigh of relief... This move was quite powerful and had its own control, but it was a bit expensive.
To be honest, if Lin Mu keeps tossing it, it will just run away.
"Bang!" At this time, another hole appeared on the surface of the sand ball, which was much smaller than before.
I don't even bother to fill such a small hole... That ant really has no strength.
Very good, the next step is that you are the fish and I am the knife, we can do whatever we want!
Jie Jie Jie, weren't you very arrogant just now? Try another arrogant one?
