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

Then, a warm, comforting power surged through his body, invigorating the zombie king.

"Roar!"

It roared to the sky, its body radiating a strong aura of malevolence.

Ling Yanyan was so frightened by this aura that he trembled all over and almost collapsed to the ground.

Fortunately, he managed to use his internal energy to resist the attack and barely managed to hold on.

"Such a powerful evil spirit!"

Ling Yanyan was horrified.

"Roar!"

After roaring to the sky, the Zombie King suddenly turned his head and stared at Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan shuddered.

Damn, is this guy trying to eat me?

"do not come!"

Ling Yanyan hurriedly waved his hand: "I don't have much food on me!"

The zombie king's eyes darted around, as if he was considering something.

After a few seconds, it calmed its breathing and slowly squatted down.

"call!"

Ling Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that the zombie king had given up his plan to eat him.

"Hey, let's talk?"

Ling Yanyan asked tentatively.

The zombie king glanced up at him, then lowered his head to eat grass again, too lazy to pay him any attention.

"Can you understand me?"

"Mm." The Zombie King nodded.

Ling Yanyan was overjoyed: "That's great!"

"Are you a zombie?"

"Hmm." The Zombie King nodded again.

"Then why are you staying here?" Ling Yan asked, puzzled.

The Zombie King glanced at him, then lowered his head again.

"Damn it! Are you mute?" Ling Yanyan was instantly furious. "No wonder you're hungry, you're an idiot!"

The Zombie King glared at him angrily, letting out a low growl.

"Roar!"

It suddenly flew into a rage, baring its fangs and claws as it charged towards Ling Yan Yan.

"Holy crap, this is insane!"

Ling Yanyan was so frightened that he ran away as fast as he could. At the same time, he became even more certain that this guy was definitely an idiot.

Because it could actually understand what I was saying just now?

This is a monster!

pity!

It encountered itself.

Ling Yanyan curled his lip in disdain: "You mere idiot, you dare to provoke me?"

Immediately, he leaped up, grabbed the zombie king's head, and pulled it to the side.

"Pfft!"

The zombie king tumbled into the swamp, fell face-first into the mud, and splashed up a pile of silt.

Ling Yanyan clapped his hands and nodded in satisfaction.

Not far away, a group of zombies cast envious, jealous, and hateful glances their way.

Ling Yanyan had no time to consider anything else.

He sat cross-legged on the ground and began to refine the remaining cold poison in his body.

Half an hour later, Ling Yanyan opened her eyes and stood up.

"Finally, we've recovered 80% of our fighting strength!"

Ling Yanyan stretched his limbs, his gaze fixed intently on the zombie king.

"Shh!"

He flashed and rushed towards the zombie king.

"Ow!"

The zombie king roared and opened its mouth to bite Ling Yanyan's head.

"clang!"

Ling Yanyan reacted extremely quickly, dodging the zombie king's attack by sidestepping, and then unleashing a powerful punch.

"Oh!"

The zombie king was sent flying backwards.

Ling Yanyan's palm was shattered and bleeding profusely, but he didn't care at all.

His attention was focused on the zombie king, and his eyes turned green.

This guy's defense is absolutely insane!

If he keeps fighting like this, he won't last many moves before he kills himself.

How to do?

Ling Yanyan frowned and pondered.

At this moment, the zombie king struggled to his feet, shook his head, and his eyes were filled with ferocity and bloodlust.

It let out a low growl and pounced on Ling Yanyan again.

Two sharp glints flashed in Ling Yanyan's eyes as he clenched his fists and charged forward.

The two enormous bodies collided violently, producing a tremendous sound.

The Zombie King cried out in pain.

Taking advantage of the situation, Ling Yanyan threw a punch, which landed squarely on the zombie king's head.

The zombie king spat out a mouthful of bloody liquid, flew out, and crashed to the ground.

"Ha ha!"

Ling Yanyan laughed heartily.

"Cool!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Ling Yanyan kicked the zombie king three times, knocking it to the ground, then mounted it and started punching it repeatedly.

"Bang bang bang!"

With each punch, a crisp sound of bones breaking could be heard.

These zombies are all powerful, but they are still far inferior to the Zombie King.

As expected of a level one demon beast, even though it was seriously injured, the Zombie King still possessed a combat strength of around 500, and Ling Yan Yan was unable to do anything to it for the time being.

The Zombie King's body was exceptionally tough; even Ling Yan Yan's Dragon Elephant Subduing Demon Technique couldn't break through its defenses.

Unless you use the Dragon Elephant Demon-Subduing Staff or the Dragon Tiger Seal!

However, both of these magical items are consumables; once used, they cannot be used again.

"Can not be done!"

Ling Yanyan looked dejected.

"Roar!"

The Zombie King let out a low growl, grabbed Ling Yanyan by the waist, and threw him away violently.

"Oh!"

Ling Yanyan crashed into a tree trunk and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

He struggled to his feet, clutching his chest, his eyes fixed on the zombie king with a chilling gaze.

"Humph!"

He snorted coldly, leaped onto the zombie king's back, grabbed its hair, and pressed it down hard.

Sharp fingernails pierced the zombie king's skin.

Instantly, a clump of foul-smelling, viscous blood flowed out.

The zombie king screamed in pain and suddenly raised its limbs, trying to throw Ling Yanyan off.

Ling Yanyan gripped the zombie king's scalp tightly, squeezing it down with all his might.

The Zombie King is getting weaker and weaker.

Finally, it stopped struggling and lay motionless on the ground.

Ling Yanyan, panting heavily, rolled off the zombie king and fell to the ground.

His clothes were soaked with sweat, and he was in excruciating pain all over his body.

"Thank goodness! It's finally done."

Ling Yanyan breathed a long sigh of relief.

If it weren't for his special physical condition, he would probably be turned into mincemeat by now.

After all, he was just an ordinary person, and he had no chance of winning against a powerful level one demon beast.

"Swipe!"

Several zombies surrounded them, their faces showing a look of drooling.

"Damn it! Don't do anything reckless!"

Ling Yanyan's face changed drastically in fright.

The leader of the zombie horde was this zombie king, who is now dead.

The remaining zombies were definitely not satisfied and were ready to cause him trouble.

"Roar!"

Several zombies bared their teeth and claws and pounced over.

"Whoosh!"

Ling Yanyan turned and fled, running wildly.

Then, by accident, he stepped on a loose stone and fell flat on his face.

"Ouch!"

Ling Yanyan let out a miserable howl, her buttocks throbbing with pain.

At this moment, the group of zombies caught up with them.

"Depend on!"

Ling Yan cursed under his breath, immediately got up, and ran away.

The zombies relentlessly pursued them.

Ling Yanyan was forced into the depths of the mountains and forests.

"Hoohoho!"

The zombie king roared angrily and charged into the forest first.

Ling Yanyan hurriedly followed.

"Roar!"

The zombie king continued to attack the surrounding trees.

A series of explosions rang out, and towering ancient trees snapped in half and fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Upon seeing this, Ling Yanyan's heart trembled slightly.

Depend on!

Is this guy trying to set the forest on fire?

Although he had practiced the "Dragon Elephant Subduing Demon Skill," he had not reached its peak.

What if the aftershocks of the explosion are too powerful and seriously injure or even kill him? Wouldn't all his hard work have been for nothing?

Thinking of this, Ling Yanyan felt a sense of resentment.

"Damn it, I don't believe I can't beat you!"

Ling Yan Yan cursed under his breath, activated the Dragon Elephant Subduing Demon Technique at full speed, and charged forward.

"Ouch!"

Sensing the threat, the Zombie King turned its head and immediately let out a roar, spitting out a cloud of black mist.

"Zizzizi."

The black mist spread out in an instant, enveloping Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan immediately felt his body stiffen considerably, and his movements slowed down by half.