Drunk Immortal Gourd

This... this kid is playing with the pig and eating the tiger. He obviously has such a strong strength, but he deliberately hides it and only uses it at this time. With this strength, even if he encounters a sixth-level Qi Refining monk, he will not be afraid. If he had known it, This kid is so powerful, I shouldn't have provoked him in the first place.

The stout man regretted it too late, but it was too late to regret it at this time. In just ten breaths, the man was completely bitten to death. His body was bloody and bloody, and he could no longer look like a human being. Many places were even chewed up to nothing. Broken bones, extremely miserable.

The stimulation of flesh and blood aroused the ferocity of the living dead man. Veins appeared all over his body, and his eyes became even scarlet. Seeing that the corpse in front of him had been chewed to pieces, he suddenly raised his head and turned his gaze to the nearest one. stout man.

If Qingyang wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone, he would definitely hide far away, and he also deliberately used the alcoholic bee to force the stout man to move in the direction of the living dead. The living dead have lost their intelligence and act completely on instinct. Naturally, they cannot see through Qingyang's little tricks and directly focus on the strong man.

Being stared at by the living dead, the stout man was covered in hair, as if he was being stared at by a peerless beast. Boundless fear spread in his heart. Only now did he truly feel what his brother, the man who didn't need to face, had just faced. What fear and despair.

Thinking of the scene just now and the tragic situation of the needless man's death, he couldn't help but shudder. If he had a choice, he would rather be stung to death by Qingyang's alcoholic bees than be eaten alive by the living dead. It was just too much. It was so scary that he couldn't bear the torture.

Unfortunately, it was too late for him to make this decision. Just when he was about to escape at all costs, the living dead had already pounced on him. The living dead moved much faster than him. He threw himself forward and slapped the sturdy man on the back.

It was exactly the same as what happened to the beardless man just now. The sturdy man's body was knocked away two or three feet, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. Then the living dead man jumped up and came to the side of the strong man, grabbed him from the ground, opened his mouth and gnawed him down.

He couldn't escape, he couldn't move, he couldn't resist, he couldn't struggle. The only thing he could do was wait to be eaten by the living dead. However, the courage of this sturdy man was much greater than that of the beardless man. Although he was afraid in his heart, he still moved towards Qing Qing. Yang cursed loudly and said: "Boy, you hurt others without benefiting yourself, and you will die a good death! Sooner or later, I will end up like this!"

Qingyang looked at him coldly and said nothing. Why should a dying man talk to him?

It was not much different from the scene where the living dead killed the beardless man just now. The living dead grabbed the strong man's body and began to eat it. It didn't take long before the living man was chewed to pieces.

The stout man was only seriously injured, and then his whole body was clamped tightly by the two hands of the living dead. However, his body could not move, and his other senses were all present. Seeing the living dead gnawing on his body with his own eyes, the feeling was really helpless. To describe it in words, even though the strong man looked down on life and death, he also collapsed a little at this time. At first he could scold Qingyang a few words, but soon it turned into asking for help, asking Qingyang to save him, and later he even asked Qingyang for help. Give him a good time.

Seeing the stout man being chewed to pieces and suffering pain before death, Qingyang couldn't help but shook his head. He had clearly seen this scene once before, and he still felt a little uncomfortable when he saw it again. This living dead man It's just too cruel.

Qingyang felt no pity for the death of this sturdy man. This kind of person was capricious. If you let him live, there would be a backlash in all likelihood, especially in a place with no restraints like Chaos Demon Valley. Qingyang is no longer a newbie in cultivating immortals, but he still understands this point.

He felt pity for the living dead in front of him. He thought that at the beginning, these people were all young talents from the major immortal sects, elite disciples carefully selected from each sect. They came to participate in the Chaos Demon Valley trial with high spirits, but due to some mistakes I missed the time to go out, and eventually turned into a living dead, a thing that is neither human nor ghost, and everything disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, the sturdy man died completely. The living dead man threw the broken body to the ground and turned his head towards Qingyang, with a fierce look in his eyes. In their eyes, there is no distinction between friends and enemies, no distinction between good guys and bad guys. All they see is one piece of food and another.

Two monks were killed one after another. The living dead looked even more terrifying. They were covered in blood and their faces were ferocious. Especially their two eyes, which looked extremely terrifying. Qingyang was so frightened by the living dead that he couldn't help but swallow. His palms were sweating a lot, and he felt a little nervous in his heart. He didn't know if he could withstand the attack of the living dead.

Qingyang did not escape. On the one hand, he was reluctant to part with the purple-striped fruit. On the other hand, he also wanted to try to see if he could defeat the living dead. After all, he still had many backup options. If he really couldn't defeat him, he would hide in. In the Drunken Immortal Gourd, there is no fear that the living dead will leak any information.

Finally, the living dead man moved, and rushed towards Qingyang with his feet. This speed was at least 40 to 50% faster than Qingyang, leaving only an afterimage in place, waiting for Qingyang to fully see it. By that time, the living dead was not far away from his body.

Fortunately, Qingyang was prepared in advance. His true energy circulated throughout his body to form a protective shield. At the same time, he activated the maximum defensive function of the top-notch defensive weapon Penetrating Forest Armor. Six alcoholic bees lined up in front of him, forming a A wall of bees blocked the path of the living dead.

Only several loud bangs were heard as the living dead first knocked away the wall of alcoholic bees in front, and then directly hit Qingyang's body. Qingyang took four or five steps back in succession before gradually stabilizing his body. However, the energy and blood in his body was boiling, and his true energy was not flowing smoothly, and he was almost injured.

Although Qingyang had been prepared in his heart, when he actually faced it, he realized that he had underestimated the living dead who had been wandering in the Chaos Demon Valley for twenty years. The force of the Living Dead's attack was fully 50% removed when he rushed away from the Alcoholic Bee. After that, it was removed 30% by the forest-piercing armor, and another 10% was offset by his own Qi shield. The only thing that really fell on him was With only 10% left, he almost got injured in this way. If he collided directly, he would probably end up worse than the other two monks.

Fortunately, Qingyang broke through to the middle stage of Qi refining before participating in the Chaos Demon Valley trial, and his strength has increased significantly. Otherwise, he would have been completely incapacitated at this moment.

Qingyang observed the damage caused by the living dead, and couldn't help but secretly gasp in surprise. The forest-piercing armor on his body was a top-grade defensive weapon, so it had no impact on this collision.