Zombie Evolution

Strangely, Zhang Yang woke up.

I opened my eyes and greeted by a hazy mist, lingering like smoke.

The thick yin gathers and stays together, and the overcast wind is blowing, which is very comfortable.

Zhang Yang couldn't help shuddering, glancing at the corner of his eyes, an old man with a crane was lying on the ground.

Woo!

Zhang Yang was startled, and immediately stood up. His first reaction was to get the shot first, to get the better shot first.

Suddenly her body fluttered over, pressed Fang Laoer under him, and reached out to grab the blood coffin.

Soon after, Zhang Yang's movement stopped-it seems that all this is going too smoothly?

发现 He found that the old man under him had no reaction at all. His stiff body was extremely cold to the touch, showing no signs of life, apparently dead.

However, Zhang Yang didn't let go, and sharp claws waved sharply, and Fang Laoer's neck was cut off.

I ca n’t help it. Fang Laoer, the Jin Danqi strong, shocked Zhang Yang too much. Without completely killing him, Zhang Yang will never feel secure.

"Hoo!"

Zhang Zhangyang sighed deeply.

对 "Yes! Fang Lao'er did not succeed in devouring my soul, but was destroyed by Taiyin Forming! Okay! Taiyin Forming is so powerful!"

前 The memory before the coma burst forth, Zhang Yang understood the situation in front of her, and immediately jumped up in excitement.

"Haha! I'm alive! I'm alive! And, I'm finally free!"

For nearly a year, Fang Lao'er's strength and dominance has always been like Zhang Shi's heart on Zhang Yang's heart, making him sleepless.

It wasn't until this moment that he felt his life belonged to him.

Don't mention the excitement in your heart.

Zhang Yang now feels like jumping up to announce his happy mood to the world.

After Xun's excitement, looking at Fang Laoer on the corpse's ground, she was slightly sentimental.

"Well, you cultivated me deliberately and strengthened my flesh just to prepare for the house. Unfortunately, you are out of luck. I have the card" Tai Yin Refinement ", which is enough to kill all soul attacks.

Zhang Yang said with emotion.

Looking at Fang Laoer who was dead, he couldn't help swallowing his mouth and spit—this **** bloodthirsty instinct!

But then again, Fang Lao'er's mighty Jin Danqi strong, must have a good flavour? Moreover, the higher the level of the monk, the more intense his blood energy ...

Zhang Yang was really excited.

Snapped!

Zhang Yang slaps himself hard.

"Although Fang Laoer was uneasy, but his care for me this year has been real. Hanyin quenched body soup and cultivation methods ... without his help, I even had "With such a powerful method, it is impossible to advance to the level of zombies so quickly."

"What's more, Fang Laoer saved my life when he was trapped by the Seven Star Sword Formation just now ... he was uneasy and wanted to harm me, but he died because of me. Straight. "

"The grievances have disappeared and the gratitude has not been reported! If I profane his body again, then it is truly beyond justification."

"I am a human, I am not a monster! In order to pursue great power, I can give up a lot of things; however, there are many things that I cannot give up."

Zhang Yang thought, and made up his mind.

Absorbing the blood of a human monk, of course, can speed up the practice; however, Zhang Yang himself is also affected by the bloodthirsty and cruel emotions.

He was afraid, afraid that he would go further and further on the path of bloodthirsty. I don't know which day, if from the heart to the outside, he becomes a bloodthirsty monster, completely out of the human category, is that still true Zhang Yang?

Zhang Yang was unwilling to lose himself, so he had to restrain his desires. If you have no choice but to, you don't want to **** human sperm. This is the standard he set for himself-of course, if it is an irrelevant human monk, it is a good choice to raise ghost servants and blood slaves.

I reached out and patted the blood coffin.

Huh!

The black light flashed, and both blood slaves and ghost servants were released.

"Dig a deep hole and bury Fang Lao's body well." Zhang Yang looked calm and gave an order.

"Woo!"

Two zombies agreed, and immediately began digging on the ground next to them.

The claws fluttered and waved, and the efficiency was extremely high.

Zhang Yang sighed, reached out and took off the ring on Fang Laoer's finger.

"Fang Lao, Fang Lao, don't blame me for scavenging your relics! Anyway, you already said that after you die, everything will be passed on to me."

Zhang Yang held it, and at the same time he was looking for an excuse for self comfort.

This is a ring for holding things. It acts like those holding bags, but it is much more convenient to carry and it has a larger volume.

洋 Zhang Yang's expectations for this thing ring are relatively high. The monks usually like to carry treasures with them. In this case, people are in treasures, people are dead!

How rich should the old Fang Laoer save in his lifetime?

Just thinking about it is exciting.

His hand dripped blood to confess the Lord with a little trembling, and his sense of invasion.

Instantly, a huge space with a radius of nearly ten meters appeared in my mind. In this space, there are many things piled up in a mess, and there are tens of thousands of spirit stones alone.

There are various unknown monster materials, spirit grass, elixir, meteorite, fine iron, flying sword ...

Zhang Yang came up with something to appreciate, and then changed to another, babbling again and again.

"King Danqi weird savings are really different!"

"Oh? Where have I seen this elixir?"

洋 Zhang Yang suddenly gave a soft whisper, a little recollection, patted the bag on the side, there was already a small black porcelain bottle in his hand, opened it to sniff, compared, nodded and put it up.

嗯 "Well! This is the same elixir I got from the thin middle-aged man in the mortuary gate. Even monks in the refining period have nothing good to think of. No wonder there are several here."

Zhang Yang sighed slightly.

He didn't know that the pill he was feeling was called Zhujidan, but it was the most precious.

Zhuzhujidan can help monks to transform their mana from gaseous state to liquid state. It is an essential elixir for monks to build foundations during the refining period.

The process of migrating corpses' promotion to purple stupid can also work wonders if there is a build-up of Kedan.

Of course, Zhang Yang doesn't know this now, he just put the contents of these little black bottles as the most common elixir and thrown it into the thing ring.

"It seems something is missing?"

Zhang Yang scratched his head.

"Yes! Octagon Seal!"

Zhang Yang patted his forehead.

"The seal looks like Fang Laoer's destiny magic weapon. Now all these things in the thing ring are added up. The value of UU reading www.uukanshu.com should not be worth half of that eight square seal."

Zhang Yang said, scanning the consciousness, immediately found a small seal in Fang Laoer's right arm.

"啧啧! Old Fang, I'm really sorry! I originally wanted to leave you a whole body ..."

Click!

As soon as Zhang Yang's voice fell, her hand was forced, and Fang Lao'er's arm had been severed.

When I saw it, there was not much blood flowing out. The old arm was almost skinny with some dried meat in the middle. It seems that after being severely injured by Ye Tiannan more than half a year ago, Fang Laoer's body has deteriorated; this time he was traumatized, it has reached the point where the oil is exhausted, otherwise, the Jindan period strong, even the body, is not So easy to damage.

Looking at this situation, don't say that Zhang Yang is out of kindness and is unwilling to indulge in his essence and blood. Even if he wants to inhale, I am afraid that the energy obtained will not be much stronger than that of a hyena.

Snapped!

As the arm broke, a thumb-sized square stamp dropped on the ground, smashing the solid ground into a pit, and sinking deeply.

"咦? The little things are quite heavy! No wonder I just held Fang Laoer's withered arms just now, feeling dreary. I thought it was the peculiarity of Jin Dan's strong man. I didn't expect it to be a ghost of your little thing."

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and took the little octagonal seal in his hand, and he could feel the obvious drop in his palm.

Think about the powerful power of the Ninth-level zombies, which can make him feel a sense of falling.

The seal with the size of a small fingernail is tens of pounds, which is scary enough.

Uh ...

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