The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 382 Seventy-Six

On the river bank, Yun Ke stared blankly at the blood-red water.

died!

Just died like that!!

He had wished Yun Yi would die countless times!

But now that the person is really dead, he feels empty inside.

Is this the bond of blood?

He felt a little regretful that he had not treated Yun Yi well in the past.

But everything was too late.

Professor Zhang Jianhe: “Haha ...

Professor Zhang Jianhe: “He’s dead!”

Professor Zhang Jianhe: "He finally died." Professor Zhang Jianhe: "Hahahahaha"

Lei Sili went up and slapped him.

Even so, Zhang Jianhe was laughing wildly.

Nalan Yanruo turned to look at Zhang Jianhe with a blank expression, her eyes were also empty, but Gong Jiuci and others could sense Nalan Yanruo's murderous intent.

Even Yun Ke's eyes fell on Zhang Jianhe who was laughing wildly.

Gong Jiuci frowned, and his mental power turned into an invisible thread and penetrated into Zhang Jianhe's mind. Just when he was about to kill this man, he noticed a strange force wrapped around Zhang Jianhe's body, dragging Zhang Jianhe towards the river.

Gong Jiuci frowned and met He Xiao's eyes, which were filled with murderous intent.

The wildly laughing Zhang Jianhe finally realized something was wrong. His body would not listen to him. He was calling for help when Gong Jiuci's brows furrowed and his mental power began to stir in his mind. It happened that he had already walked to the river at this moment. The moment his head was splitting, he screamed and was about to fall into the river.

Lei Sili reached out to pull it, but a bolt of lightning struck his hand. His hand felt numb and he subconsciously pulled it back.

Zhang Jianhe stretched out his hands and fumbled around, but Zhou An quickly used his supernatural powers to create a clay pillar for him. Zhang Jianhe hugged the clay pillar, but his head ached so much that he couldn't help but bang his head against it.

At this time, Zhang Lei glanced at Yun Ke, whose eyes were full of murderous intent. They grew up together, and he understood Yun Ke's thoughts at a glance.

Relying on the fact that he was closest to Zhang Jian River, he didn't even use his special powers and kicked the man into the river.

At this moment, Nalan Yanruo, who had been staring at Zhang Jianhe and trying to break free from the restraints of several people, suddenly became quiet.

Lei Sili sighed helplessly. He knew this man was doomed. He'd slapped him so quickly, thinking that since he'd taught him a lesson, they might spare his life for his sake. Sadly, he still couldn't save him. However, thinking about what he'd seen happen to Zhang Jianhe a few days ago after his powers were upgraded, he felt that this was just fine.

It is better for Zhang Jianhe to die than for him to use people for experiments in the future.

However, Lei Sili couldn't help but sigh when he saw Yun Ke staring at the river in a daze. Why bother?

I used to look down on it, but now that people have died, I start to care about it.

But, is Yun Yi really dead?

Why is he so unconvinced?!

The people by the river waited for three days until they ran out of food. Waves of zombies and mutant beasts came to harass them, and they could not wait any longer, so they packed up and set off again.

Nalan Yanruo refused to leave, so Gong Jiuci patiently used his mental power to comfort and coax her, and Wang Huanning also used his supernatural powers to regulate her emotions. Only then did he reluctantly take the dazed Nalan Yanruo away.

Yun Mo killed the giant python and used magic to pull out its tendons, then he traveled through space and left the river.

He found a lush forest, created a defensive barrier, and began to meditate and practice, striving to reach his peak state as quickly as possible.

Three days later, the sky was filled with lightning and thunder. Yun Mo successfully survived the calamity. The Ice Emperor Technique reached a new level. A snowflake condensed between his eyebrows. It was crystal clear and extremely beautiful.

Just when he had just survived the tribulation and successfully entered the Golden Core Stage, a sharp cry came from the depths of the woods, and an ice-blue butterfly the size of a palm flew out.

Butterflies dance gracefully, and wherever they pass, dots of fluorescent light flash, like a dream.