Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

Ling Yan Yan coughed up blood and flew backward, crashing into the forest.

This strike was extremely powerful.

If it were an ordinary martial artist, they would have been blown to pieces with a single palm strike.

However, Ling Yanyan had practiced the "Dragon Control Technique" after all, and his physical body was more than twice as strong as that of an ordinary warrior.

So, he was just injured.

However, his injuries were severe.

"Cough cough!"

Ling Yanyan lay on the ground coughing, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his expression somewhat dazed.

"I actually lost to a zombie?"

"We were ambushed by a zombie again!"

Ling Yanyan was devastated.

The mighty Sword Immortal Venerable was actually defeated by a zombie?

This is utterly disgraceful!

Ling Yanyan got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the Zombie King.

At this moment, the Zombie King stood in mid-air, his scarlet eyes fixed on him.

It bared its teeth and claws, emitting a low growl.

"boom!"

The next moment, it pounced, moving with lightning speed.

Sharp claws pierced Ling Yanyan's shoulder, and blood spurted out.

Ling Yanyan was startled and quickly used his movement technique to dodge, barely managing to avoid it.

He clutched his bleeding shoulder and let out a cold snort.

"boom!"

"Clap!"

Ling Yanyan kicked the zombie king in the stomach with his right leg, sending it flying and crashing into a tree.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the Zombie King flew up again and charged towards Ling Yanyan.

"I wipe!"

Ling Yanyan's expression changed, and he retreated repeatedly.

The zombie king was relentless, taking five or six meters in a single stride, and in the blink of an eye, he caught up with Ling Yanyan from behind.

"call out!"

The zombie king swept its claws across the air, cutting through the air and leaving streaks of white.

Ling Yanyan cursed inwardly.

He gritted his teeth, pushed off the ground with his left foot, leaped into the air, and landed on the zombie king's shoulder. Then, he wrapped his arms around the zombie king's neck.

The zombie king swung his arm, trying to shake off Ling Yanyan, and opened his mouth to bite down.

"Clap!"

Ling Yanyan swept his right leg across and slammed it hard into the face of the zombie king, knocking it to the ground.

"roar""!"

The zombie king roared and swung his claw.

Ling Yanyan quickly dodged.

The Zombie King leaped up again and attacked Ling Yanyan.

While dodging, Ling Yanyan also delivered a punch to the Zombie King.

"boom!"

The zombie king's claws were deflected by Ling Yanyan, who then took the opportunity to roll away from the zombie king's sight.

He lay on the ground, panting heavily, utterly exhausted.

Although the zombie king wouldn't attack him, he still felt a deep sense of crisis.

The Zombie King's strength is terrifying, enough to rival a four-star martial arts apprentice.

"It seems we must restore our strength as soon as possible!"

Ling Yanyan silently recited in his heart.

However, while he was pondering this matter, the Zombie King slowly walked over, looking at him with curiosity, his eyes darting around.

Suddenly, the Zombie King grinned and pointed to the little grass in Ling Yanyan's arms.

"Uh!"

Ling Yanyan was slightly taken aback, but then he understood its meaning.

"I see!"

Ling Yanyan smiled bitterly.

This guy really has no intelligence!

"Since you need this herb!"

Ling Yan Yan hesitated for a moment, then took out a pill, threw it to the Zombie King, and continued to heal his wounds.

Right now, the most important thing is to recover our strength; as for everything else, let's put it aside for now.

"Roar!"

The zombie king took the pill and swallowed it.

Ling Yanyan opened his eyes, looked at the Zombie King, and showed a look of surprise.

This guy! He really ate it?

The Zombie King's health is increasing at a visible rate.

And it keeps soaring.

Ling Yanyan's eyelids twitched violently.

Holy crap! That's ten million!

Did they just eat this like candy?

However, Ling Yanyan did not stop him.

He believed the Zombie King wouldn't harm him.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have waited for him to wake up; they would have eaten him long ago.

The Zombie King is so powerful that he could be easily torn to pieces.

Therefore, he has no reason to harm himself.

Ling Yanyan took out two more small grasses from his pocket and threw them to the zombie king.

"Roar!"

The zombie king let out an excited howl and threw the herbs into his mouth to chew.