I am your natural enemy

The little zombie was held by Gan Tang's hand, his little head raised, his little face full of worry, and he started to chatter, but the joy was gone.

Gan Tang stretched out a hand and gently touched the little zombie's head.

"You little fool, I won't take action, I'm just afraid of hurting him.

How can the descendants of Lieyang be protected all the time? They have to go out on their own.

Protecting him at all times is doting and will drown his future. "

The little zombie held Gan Tang's hand and shook it from side to side, almost crying.

Gantang chuckled.

"Don't worry, I finally went out, and it's not just to see him die in front of me. Don't I lose face?

If he can't solve it on his own, no one can stop me if I want to take him away. "

When the little zombie heard this, she felt relieved. If she won't win the fight and run away, she wouldn't have any psychological burden. She could sue her parents with confidence. Isn't she afraid of running away and losing face?

As long as Wen Yan doesn't die, everything else doesn't matter.

Gan Tang comforted the little zombie, looked into the distance, and murmured to himself.

"Fire Yang and Da Zhi.

Last time, I didn't even see her for the last time.

This time, no matter what, I have to see with my own eyes how Da Zhi fell..."

Gantang watched intently.

Since she learned about Lieyang's birth, Dazhi was also born.

She would never be able to sleep again.

After she regained consciousness, she learned the current language, understood the causes and consequences, and became determined to come there in person.

Even if the little zombie didn't sue her parents this time and was bullied by a zombie, she would still come for this absolutely reasonable reason.

She never had the chance to see the former Da Zhi for the last time, nor did she have the chance to see her last journey.

She thought countless times that if Da Zhi is so powerful, is it possible that her sister might not have died at that time?

After all, no one has seen what it looked like when it fell, and no one knows exactly what it was like.

What everyone knows is that the demon kingdom was destroyed, leaving only eight hundred miles of yellow sand, which turned into a land of death for a thousand years.

Is there a possibility that her sister is still buried under the yellow sand?

She had looked for it before, but found nothing and felt nothing. Everything was exactly the same as the legend, and there was nothing.

She had also heard that a hundred years ago, the Holy Fire Cult also found an opportunity and hired many people to explore there. In the end, they found nothing but some broken walls buried under the yellow sand.

Now, she just wants to see what the outcome of Da Zhi will be like after completing his obsession.

Is there any hope at all?

In the distance, there was a loud bang and the wall collapsed.

Huge tentacles emitting a faint blue light swept across, and large tracts of buildings and walls continued to collapse like paper.

Qin Kun's body was filled with yang energy, and his whole body seemed to be on fire, turning into a huge fireball and flying out from inside.

Abo half-bowed his body and inserted a sharp claw into the ground, leaving a ravine more than ten meters long on the ground.

And Wen Yan was rolled up by a thick tentacle and carried into the air.

Wen Yan felt the huge force coming from the tentacles, and a power that seemed to be sucking out his soul. Unfortunately, he no longer had a soul.

From this alone, Wen Yan could already sense that something was wrong.

The last time he saw the Soul-Eating Beast in his dream, the soul that the Soul-Eating Beast wanted to eat at that time was not a soul in the literal sense, and it didn't feel like it does now.

He has no soul, so he is naturally not afraid of having his soul devoured. He closes his eyes, clings to the tentacles, relaxes his mind, and senses it carefully.

Mo Zhicheng just glanced at Wen Yan. After seeing Wen Yan being rolled up, he just lay on the thick tentacles with his eyes closed and didn't care anymore.

He has experienced, most clearly, that if an average person is close, their souls will tend to escape from the body. If they are directly involved, it is absolutely impossible to escape.

Wen Yan can enter the old ice house. This kind of person is called a soulless person, but this is just a title, and it does not really mean that he has no soul.

He had read a lot of books and found a large number of classics through his various channels.

In all the classics, there has never been a living person who could still live after losing his soul.

Soulless people are actually just gifted. The degree of fit, integration, and stability between the soul and the body is far beyond that of ordinary people.

In the past, it was difficult for such people to practice Taoism, and it could almost be said that they had no future at all, because they would be completely stuck if they only reached the stage of condensing the Yinshen.

This kind of person cannot even condense the Yin Shen, let alone the Yin Shen to leave the body.

But later, when the end of the law was opened and martial arts began to flourish, this former loser turned into a martial arts wizard.

A hundred years ago, the Mo Dharma had completely evolved. In today's terms, the spiritual energy had been completely exhausted.

At that time, there was a so-called soulless man who could practice martial arts with his pure body, and he could walk on the waves, with the water reaching his knees, and he could do this extremely incredible thing with pure muscle strength.

Anyway, from ancient times to the present, there has never been a literally soulless person who was still alive.

Without souls and consciousness, there are basically only zombies left.

As long as it is a living person, it will break the sky, that is, the soul is completely integrated into the body, and it is difficult to separate.

As long as there is a soul, it will be impossible to stop the soul-eating beast.

In fact, he still had some regrets. He didn't want to kill Wen Yan.

Of course this was not a good intention, it was simply because Wen Yan's value in his eyes was much higher than that of Zhuge Wanjun.

Wen Yan is a truly irreplaceable person, and only Wen Yan can enter the old ice house.

And there were so many things he wanted there.

After Wen Yan's death, no one will be able to enter the old icehouse of Decheng Funeral Home for a long, long time.

Before last year, there was a man named Wang.

The previous task of entering the old ice warehouse was always done by Lao Wang, but he wanted to borrow Lao Wang's hand to do something.

Unfortunately, more than a year ago, before he could make plans, someone had already taken action.

Lao Wang completely disappeared, no one alive or dead, no corpses.

He investigated in many ways and used several methods to basically confirm that Lao Wang was no longer alive.

He had been regretting this for a long time. If Lao Wang was still here, he was confident that with his own methods, it wouldn't be difficult to get Lao Wang to take out one or two things for him from the old ice bank.

If it hadn't been like this, he wouldn't have had to be someone's son for several months, serving tea and water, cooking and washing dishes, washing his feet and wiping his body. He devoted himself completely to it, and finally succeeded once.

Fake Mo Zhicheng landed on the ground, looked at the black-armored corpse in the distance, glanced at Qin Kun, and sneered.

"Stop struggling, the Lieyang Department is nothing more than that. It has no other ability except to fool the world.

If I can't borrow the power of Tuoba Martial God, there is only one possibility.

Tuoba Martial God does not exist at all.

I don’t know what means you, Lieyang Division, used to fabricate such a powerful warrior.

At that time, that terrifying yang energy that was comparable to the midnight sun was disguised by some modern method used by your Sun tribe, right?

So, who was that guy standing there? "

Fake Mo Zhicheng was still a little curious about this because he was very close at the time.

To be honest, he was really shocked at that time. The man walked out step by step, as if he was a god descending to earth. He would never forget this scene for the rest of his life.

Even the three mountains and five mountains and many Taoist sects all recognized that Tuoba Martial God had already surpassed all the martial arts masters in the past and present, and had walked out of the new world on his own.

He himself is on a separate level, and all other warriors are on another level.

But now, he changed his job and became a real architect, but he couldn't have this power temporarily. He was really shocked.

Qin Kun sneered.

"Frog in the well, you know a hammer.

It's just that you are too weak.

I once had the honor to meet Tuoba Martial God once, and I also fought against him.

Only guys like you would think that you are not capable, that is, you are not capable. "

"I understand, so that person at that time was not Tuoba Martial God at all?"

"That one is indeed Tuoba Martial God, it's just that you can't do it."

When Mo Zhicheng was talking to Qin Kun, he didn't notice that the evil spirit on Abo was getting stronger and stronger, his strength was getting stronger, and his speed was getting faster and faster.

The tentacles of the soul-eating beast can only hinder Abe. Only pure power can hinder it a little. All other mysteries are of no use to Abe, who has no soul, no consciousness, no violence and no murderous intention. It's all useless.

If he was conscious and intelligent, it would be impossible for Abo to recognize that the fake Mo Zhicheng was the son who had been with him for several months.

Only with big obsession, the person targeted will be recognized at a glance no matter what the other person becomes.

When he really stood in front of the fake Mo Zhicheng, the big obsession really began to show its power.

Kill him and take revenge, never ending.

If you can't get revenge, then it must be that your strength is not enough. If you are lacking something, then start improving.

Abo couldn't attack the fake Mo Zhicheng, because he wasn't fast enough.

Then go faster, faster.

His speed was getting faster and faster, so fast that even the tentacles of the Soul-Eating Beast could no longer catch up with him.

When Fake Mo Zhicheng wanted to find out from Qin Kun why he couldn't embody the power of Tuoba Martial God, Abo's speed was so fast that he turned into an afterimage and appeared in Fake Mo Zhicheng next to the tentacles of the soul-eating beast. Zhicheng is in front of him.

The sharp claws containing strong corpse poison, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, passed in front of the fake Mo Zhicheng.

The speed was so fast that the soul-eating beast's tentacles couldn't react. They just pulled the fake Mo Zhicheng and avoided it a little, preventing his head from being torn off by a claw.

Fake Mo Zhicheng covered his throat. Black blood spurted out from his throat. A wound appeared that almost tore off half of his neck. The terrible corpse poison also began to spread rapidly.

However, the next moment, he saw a spurt of blood one or two meters high, all of which seemed to be frozen in mid-air.

In the bright red blood, black corpse poison was rapidly infecting, but the speed of infection began to weaken rapidly, and then quickly reversed.

The power of the corpse poison was drained out of the blood. Fake Mo Zhicheng put down his hand, and the corpse poison also quickly retreated from the huge wound on his neck.

The sprayed blood flew back into his neck as if traveling back in time.

The horrific laceration on his neck healed itself as the blood flowed back.

That recovery speed is simply faster than the recovery speed of the great zombie.

Fake Mo Zhicheng's slightly raised head fell down again, with a smile on his face as he looked at the shocked Qin Kun in the distance.

"Isn't that surprising?"

Qin Kun's face was as dark as water and he didn't speak.

Fake Mo Zhicheng looked past Qin Kun to Gantang standing on the roof of a building in the distance.

"Forget it about sneak attacks, it's useless. I don't even trust the zombies in this field or the rules here.

I don't want to accidentally get contaminated when entering this field and capsize in the gutter.

From the moment I entered here, I first strengthened myself. Any poison or harm is non-existent and false.

As long as I don't want to, I won't get hurt or die, that's the only reality. "

He was surprised that a flying zombie would appear this time, but it was more of a surprise. All he had to do was see the opponent take action once.

The other party was given a chance, but the other party just stood far away and watched the show. He didn't even care about the life and death of other people and didn't give him any chance at all.

If he could transform into a flying zombie, thirty seconds would be enough for him to do everything.

Pity.

This opportunity for a sneak attack was wasted by the black-armored corpse.

Since there was no chance, fake Mo Zhicheng no longer held back, so he put away his smile.

"Do you think that in order to deal with zombies, I will try to use the power of Maoshan's contemporary headmaster?"

Qin Kun's face was as dark as water.

"You can't create this kind of power."

“That’s right and wrong, because I’ve tried it a long time ago.

You have three mountains and five mountains, and all Taoist sects, the most critical procedure is the conferring of urn.

Even if I could briefly obtain the power of Master Maoshan, I would not be able to exert the same power without being taught it.

It's a pity that the time is too short. If you give me more time, I will witness the reality with my own eyes, so I can naturally use it.

The most suitable thing I can use now is the power of a warrior. "

Fake Mo Zhicheng stretched out his hand and pointed at Qin Kun.

"From now on, I have the strength and combat experience of Qin Kun at his peak."

As the fake Mo Zhicheng finished speaking, his body suddenly lit up with a glimmer of light. The yang energy, which was much stronger than Qin Kun's at the moment, suddenly emerged with a sound, like fire oil suddenly exploding, and the flames Sound, whirring.

The muscles on fake Mo Zhicheng's body began to tighten, his body began to have a fierce aura, and his eyes became extremely sharp.

"Yes, it can only last for twenty minutes. You are not bad either. Under the age of forty, you must be the strongest in this generation."

Fake Mo Zhicheng looked at Abo, who was rushing towards him again, and took the initiative to greet him.

He bowed at the waist, and the fierce Yang Qi exploded. As he rushed forward, he fell step by step like a general who had completed a fatal blow. The thumping sound carried a soul-stirring and powerful pressure.

After a few steps, he saw the Yang Qi rolling up and turning into a tornado of flames lying on the ground. There was a thick red gun in front of him, and it rushed straight away with an indomitable and fierce aura.

Bang!

There was a thunderous explosion.

"Big gun!"

Qin Kun's martial arts hit Abo on the chest with one move. Abo's body turned into an afterimage and flew backwards.

Abo stabilized his body in mid-air, landed on all fours, leaving several ravines on the concrete floor that stretched for twenty or thirty meters, and stabilized his body again.

Abel's chest collapsed, and the black armor on his chest collapsed into pieces. Even the terrifying power surged out from his back, and a spine shape bulged on his back. One of his vertebrae was Got knocked out of position.

But in an instant, the bulging vertebrae on his back returned to their original positions, the collapsed chest recovered again, and the broken black armor recovered on its own with the flow of black energy.

On the other side, the fake Mo Zhicheng withdrew his attack. Looking at the bloody wound on his chest and his right arm that had been broken off due to too much violence, he shook his arm slightly.

I saw that the broken bones were recovering quickly, and the bloody wounds were also recovering quickly.

At first glance, the effect is exactly the same as Aber's.

Qin Kun looked at the waving tentacles of the soul-eating beast and did not dare to get close. He looked at Wen Yan and observed carefully. With his eyesight, he could still see that Wen Yan was definitely not dead.

I just don’t know what Wen Yan is doing lying on the thick tentacles with his eyes closed. Anyway, he must have a reason.

Qin Kun thought for a while, and then thought that Fei Zong from Fuyu Mountain was present in person, so it was impossible to watch Wen Yan die suddenly.

Thinking of this, he relaxed a little and watched the fake Mo Zhicheng use his power to fight Abo.

The fake Mo Zhicheng was in his peak state. To be honest, it was much better than his current situation. He had been fighting the zombie tide for a long time with his eyes closed in order to protect the staff of the Lieyang Department. The physical exertion is not small at all.

Moreover, the fake Mo Zhicheng relied on his supernatural powers to fight without leaving any room for it, and fought far beyond the limit of what his body could bear.

It is equivalent to an ordinary person, always maintaining the state of an adrenaline mad warrior.

This is extremely harmful to the body. Normally, Qin Kun would not be able to do this.

Watching others use his strength and combat experience to fight in this state is actually a rare experience. He can gain things from it that are impossible to gain in ordinary times.

The fake Mo Zhicheng seems to have transformed into a humanoid beast, fighting fiercely with Abo, who is getting stronger and stronger.

Wen Yan's consciousness seemed to have penetrated deep below, feeling the extremely huge body of the Soul-Eating Beast.

This time, the soul-eating beast made him feel even weaker than last time.

There are still some messy things in the body.

He also felt what the fake Mo Zhicheng had done down there.

The natural enemy profession gave another reaction.

But this time, it was obviously different from before.

"Soul-eating beast.

The soul-devouring creature has its final destination, but its taste slowly begins to change.

Everything you see and hear, and all your guesses, all confirm one thing.

All of its characteristics, and the only label 'invincible' it has become after the fusion, have been dismantled.

Obviously, it's missing some features, so it's not invincible.

So, it can be hurt, either by you or by others. "