Great Demon Leader: Start By Refining Flying Zombies

Chapter 99 Flying Zombie Mandrill

A full hour passed.

Liang Xiao just walked out of the woods, followed by a dwarf with a normal expression, sitting on the magic ball, wearing pigtails that reached the sky, with a sinister and arrogant look on his face.

"You said your father is the master of the Corpse Exorcism Hall, then what is your name?"

Liang Xiao seemed to finally remember something and asked casually.

When the dwarf heard Liang Xiao's voice, a fanatical expression suddenly appeared on his face, and he couldn't wait to say: "Brother Liang, my name is Tong Chi, and I also thought of a name for myself, called Blood Corpse Boy."

Liang Xiao raised his eyebrows, took the bloody boy with him, raised his hand and captured Qi Meng in mid-air with magic power, and returned to the courtyard together.

Then he took out a healing elixir and gave it to the attendant. After sensing that his life was safe, he placed it aside.

He didn't care about the messy scene around him. He avoided the tiles and broken branches on the ground and found a seat at random to sit down.

But this frightened the bloody corpse boy who followed closely.

When he saw the ruined scene around him due to fighting, he remembered what he had done before and screamed.

He couldn't understand why he did such crazy things before. He was the supreme God.

A strong sense of fear and guilt surged out of the depths of my mind like an overwhelming river, and I couldn't control it at all.

The strong emotional impact made the bloody boy burst into tears, and even fell to the ground, retching convulsively.

Liang Xiao dodged the dirt splashed from the dwarf's mouth and stood in the distance, stroking his chin and looking at it leisurely with a research-minded attitude.

"Well, it seems that the force is a bit too strong. As long as it involves me, this bloody corpse boy will go crazy. This is not good, and it is easy for others to see that something is wrong."

Thinking of this, Liang Xiao raised his hand and threw out a magical bolt, directly binding the dwarf. Then he raised it in front of him and performed another set of mental corrections.

When the bloody boy was put down again, he wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and his apparent sanity finally returned to "normal".

Liang Xiao was very satisfied with his growing skills and asked: "The courtyard where I practice was destroyed by the enemy. What are you going to do now?"

The bloody corpse boy grinned and said, "Senior Brother Liang, what did you say? This courtyard is not worthy of your status."

"What's more, the spiritual energy concentration at the foot of Ten Thousand Demons Mountain is not very high. I decided to give you a practice courtyard located on the ridge, so as to make up for my offense a little."

The training places on the ridge of Ten Thousand Demons Mountain are extremely rare.

Liang Xiao has been there twice, and its aura is several times stronger than that at the foot of the mountain. Generally, only a few core disciples and sect elders have the right to enjoy it.

"What reason do you have to give me the practice courtyard so that people won't be suspicious?" Liang Xiao further tested the brainwashed boy with blood corpse.

The bloody corpse boy was stunned for a moment. It seemed that when dealing with this kind of conflicting behavior, brainwashed mental flaws are most likely to emerge.

Because according to the blood corpse boy's previous style, he would never shake hands with Liang Xiao and even give him a ridge garden as a gift.

Liang Xiao stared at the bloody boy with a slightly tangled expression, and was already planning to have another course of treatment.

Anyway, it's not his own brain that's being bothered. Besides, if he doesn't continue to try hypnosis, how can this promising technology make progress?

The bloody corpse boy seemed to be looking at Liang Xiao, showing a lingering fear in his heart. There was some conflict deep in his heart, but in the end it was no match for the spiritual influence exerted by Liang Xiao.

"By the way, I want to ask Senior Brother Liang for Weapon Refining Art! The Ridge Courtyard is just a 'temporary loan' to Senior Brother Liang. Others know that I am obsessed with Weapon Refining Art, so they won't doubt it."

The bloody corpse boy excitedly gave a compromise idea, making Liang Xiao slightly nod. To this extent, it was considered a barely qualified brainwashing result.

Otherwise, if you look dumb and dumb, even an idiot will notice the problem.

However, Liang Xiao thought that this dwarf was called the Blood Corpse Boy and was the foolish son of the Master of the Corpse Exorcism Hall, so he immediately said:

"You take the blood corpse as your nickname, so you are very good at refining corpses? Where is your blood corpse? Why didn't you use it just now?"

The boy with the blood corpse replied without hesitation: "A few days ago, my father brought back a skinless corpse from the Western Desert. The body was blood red and the bones were extremely good. It was expected to be sacrificed by my father and turned into a flying zombie, so he was not here. On me."

Fei Zhan, Liang Xiao glanced at Pandora with a sigh. For ordinary disciples, Fei Zhan is an out-and-out legend.

But Myriad Demon Cave is, after all, a demon sect with an orderly inheritance. The art of corpse refining is rampant. A few core disciples and the sect's Gold Core elders have all refined flying zombies.

Tong Li, the master of the Corpse Exorcism Hall, is naturally an expert in this art. It is reasonable to prepare a flying zombie for his heir, although it is extravagant.

At this moment, Qi Meng, who had taken the elixir, gradually woke up. When he raised his head and saw the bloody corpse boy, he suddenly looked alert and frightened.

The bloody corpse boy just gave him a sinister look and turned around.

"Qi Meng, are you awake?"

Liang Xiao saw this and said: "I have settled this matter. This core disciple will no longer embarrass us. Your left arm was cut off, which can be regarded as an injury in the line of duty. This Law Weapon can be used as compensation. "

After finishing speaking, Liang Xiao threw the Black Demon Penetrating Bone Mirror that he had used before. For him who had achieved the Golden Crow bloodline, this Spirit Weapon, which was once very handy, now seemed a bit useless.

But for outer disciples like Qi Meng, it is an out-and-out killer weapon.

Qi Meng took the Law Weapon in a daze, and the words "core disciple" flashed through his mind. Suddenly, the hidden resentment and anger were dispersed by fear.

Presumably Senior Brother Liang Xiao should not handle this matter as lightly as he said. After all, the status of core disciples in Myriad Demon Cave is too high.

Qi Meng touched the Black Demon Penetrating Bone Mirror and was surprised to find that it was actually a Middle Grade Spirit Weapon.

The broken arm can be reattached with good corpse materials in the future, so it is not a very fatal flaw.

It can be said that the value of this Law Weapon is higher than that of an outer disciple's arm.

As expected of Senior Brother Liang, he was too generous.

After hesitating for a moment, Qi Meng still didn't say any words of refusal to Liang Xiao. He quickly thanked him and put it away in his storage bag.

Liang Xiaohun waved his hand nonchalantly, indicating that Qi Meng could go back to practice. After all, he still had some topics to talk to the blood corpse boy. It was always inconvenient to have multiple outsiders.

Just when Qi Meng was about to salute and leave, a burly figure with an astonishing ferocity suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance.

I saw a pair of broken big wings behind it, and with just a few flutters, it blew up strong winds like big waves along the route.

Hundreds of trees fell down like wheat seedlings, and the huge rocks in the mountain stream were blown around like pebbles.

Liang Xiao squinted and looked far away, only to find a figure coming in his direction.

Not a cultivator, but an extremely powerful zombie.

The most bizarre thing is that the material used to refine this zombie is extremely unusual. It is not an ordinary human form, but an ape-like creature with black hair all over its body.

At this moment, the bloody corpse boy sent a message:

"Senior Brother Liang, here is my father's zombie - the flying zombie mandrill."

"It is made from a 500-year-old mandrill, which was poured with a total of 666 kinds of strange poisons using secret methods, and then refined by my father, the Demonic Corpse Master, with great magical power. The poisonous residue is incomparable, ranking among the flying zombies. The cultivation level has reached the Gold Core stage."

(End of chapter)