Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Song Wen stared at the zombie intently, ready to face its next fierce attack.

However, the zombie suddenly turned around, exerted force on its feet, and its body turned into a residual shadow, heading towards the dead bamboo.

When it came near the dead bamboo, it directly hid in the gravel and disappeared.

Once the zombie hid in the ground below the dead bamboo, its breath would be covered by the breath of the dead bamboo, and it would be undetectable. Song Wen immediately lost his perception of it.

Song Wen was slightly stunned, with a bit of disbelief in his tone.

"How could this happen?"

The zombie actually escaped like this?

This was the least vicious zombie he had ever seen.

Not only Song Wen was surprised, but the three people of Xuemei who were hundreds of feet away also showed a touch of surprise in their eyes.

"It seems that this zombie has a deep obsession with the dead bamboo and will not easily leave the dead bamboo." Xuemei said.

Song Wen nodded slightly, and what Xuemei said made some sense.

He mobilized the corpse qi in his body and slowly approached the dead bamboo, intending to lure out the zombie again.

However, the zombie did not appear until he came to the top of the dead bamboo.

The same trick no longer worked on the zombie.

Song Wen raised his hand, and a blood-year tentacle extended from his palm and rolled towards the dead bamboo, as if trying to uproot the dead bamboo forest.

"Roar!"

The zombie jumped out from the ground again, and a pair of sharp claws grabbed the tentacles.

With a "puff", the tentacles were cut off by the claws.

The broken tentacles suddenly extended and became longer, entangled the zombie's head, and dragged the zombie away.

Just after flying more than ten feet, the zombie slapped the tentacle with one palm.

With this palm, it mobilized the corpse qi in its body, and a monstrous corpse qi swept out.

The entire tentacle collapsed immediately, and even Song Wen at the end of the tentacle was attacked by this corpse qi.

Fortunately, he was prepared. A black shield suddenly appeared and blocked in front of him.

The corpse gas hit the shield, and Song Wen was knocked away dozens of feet with the shield.

The zombie did not chase him, and his body slowly fell towards the dead bamboo, as if he was going to defend the dead bamboo to the death, just like protecting his home.

At this moment, a soul-breaking cone came from a distance and pierced the zombie's rotten head.

The corpse gas swept out of the zombie like a hurricane, sweeping the soul-breaking cone away.

While the zombie was distracted to deal with the soul-breaking cone, dozens of blood-colored tentacles emerged from Song Wen's body, sweeping towards the zombie.

The zombie was fierce, and a pair of sharp claws kept flying, stirring up endless corpse gas.

The corpse gas was as sharp as a knife, and it kept crushing the attacking tentacles and turned them into a thick blood mist.

"Crack!"

A thunder suddenly sounded.

Seeing that Song Wen was unable to lead the zombies away, and worried that something might happen if he delayed, Xuemei could not help but attack again.

The fact that she could perform thunder magic was already known by Gui Ni, and she did not care if Lan Chen and Mo Yexue knew it.

Xuemei performed the Purple Palace Divine Thunder.

The purple thunder rolled, and the power of heaven was mighty.

Like a purple giant sword, it stabbed at the zombies.

The purple thunder broke through the heavy corpse gas, and wherever it passed, the corpse gas disappeared into thin air.

Zombies have a natural fear of thunder.

It spared no effort to mobilize all the corpse gas in its body, turned into a giant dragon of corpse gas, and rushed towards the thunder.

The power of thunder was much smaller than the zombies expected.

Under the impact of the boundless corpse gas, the thunder gradually disappeared into thin air.

However, those blood-year tentacles took the opportunity to get close to the zombies, entangled them tightly, and then dragged them away.

The zombie struggled hard, and the corpse gas surged, crushing one blood-colored tentacle after another.

Just as the zombie was about to escape, another thunder fell.

The thunder bypassed the blockade of the tentacles and landed accurately on the zombie.

The zombie paused, and Song Wen took the opportunity to pull it away.

The figure of Xuemei suddenly appeared above the dead bamboo. She did not rashly pull up the dead bamboo, but raised her hand and waved it, and six soul-breaking cones appeared.

The six soul-breaking cones formed a circle with a diameter of 100 feet, surrounding the dead bamboo forest, and then suddenly shot out and pierced deep underground.

It was not until they went dozens of feet deep underground that the six soul-breaking cones stopped.

The soul-breaking cones were full of mana.

These mana were connected to each other, forming a cylindrical mana network that cut the underground rocks.

"Get up!"

Xuemei roared.

In an instant, the ground trembled.

A stone pillar with a diameter of 100 feet slowly rose into the air.

In the center of the stone pillar, there is a swaying dead bamboo forest.

The root system of dead bamboo is very developed. Xuemei did this to pull out all the roots of dead bamboo.

The movement here naturally attracted the attention of the zombie.

It immediately became very flustered and angry, with red eyes, like burning flames, revealing endless killing.

"Roar" the zombie let out a deafening roar.

The corpse gas all over the body was like boiling water, surging violently, exuding a suffocating murderous aura.

The tentacles that wrapped around it broke one after another.

When the zombie was about to escape, a black sword light suddenly appeared and cut the zombie's back.

This is Mo Yexue's flying sword.

She is worthy of being the first sword cultivator in the world of immortal cultivation. Facing a zombie with equal cultivation and known for its strong physical body, the flying sword easily tore open the hard bones.

The zombie's entire left arm was almost cut off by the flying sword.

Several ribs on its back were broken, leaving only the bones in its chest connecting its left arm.

The zombie was also chopped to the ground by this sword.

Before the zombie could get up, the flying sword chopped it down again.

The zombie was cut in half.

A large amount of black internal organs scattered.

"Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist Mo. Leave the rest to me." Song Wen said hurriedly.

This is a fourth-stage late golden corpse. Although its flesh is severely corrupted, its body is slightly fragile. But if it can be subdued, it will definitely add another boost.

Moreover, the zombie's body can be restored by using some corpse spiritual materials.

The zombie was completely unaware of its own injuries.

In its eyes, it seemed that there was only the dead bamboo forest that was about to be taken away by Blood Eyebrow.

It supported the ground with its arms, exerted force suddenly, and its body jumped high, rushing straight towards the dead bamboo.

A huge blood column fell from the sky and landed on the zombie.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise.

Half of the cave was shaking violently.

The blood column and the zombie blasted into the depths of the ground.

Then, the blood column quickly rose up, and then fell down again.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The sound of impact continued.

After dozens of consecutive impacts, the blood column dissipated.

A deep hole with a diameter of several feet was left.

At the bottom of the deep hole, the zombie was crawling on the ground.

Its already injured left arm was completely broken.

Other bones in its body also showed varying degrees of damage, and even the hardest skull had several cracks.

But it still didn't want to give up. It used its right hand with only three fingers left to support half of its body.

Then, it suddenly exerted force, soared into the sky, and jumped out of the deep hole.