Chapter 10; Killing

In the fourth floor of the zombie cave, Han Bai never thought that there was a great hero in a chaotic age.

Although he didn't know the name of Han Bai, his spirit that did not dissipate after a hundred years after his death gave Han Bai a strong sense of respect.

When almost a few minutes later, Han Bai woke up from the picture left in his mind and looked into his body. Han Bai was surprised to find that the strange force on the nucleus of the demon corpse was sealed in his Dantian by a special energy. Trying to touch the special energy with thunder, the picture of the golden iron horse suddenly appeared in front of Han Bai's eyes again.

This should be the power of the leader in the general's coffin to support Han Bai. Perhaps it was his previous heartfelt words that resonated with the existence in the general's coffin, which caused the latter's help to Han Bai.

" boss, you picked up the treasure. I feel that this mysterious power can absorb and suppress the strange force of zombies. In the future, when you hit the core of the corpse, you can not only restore your physical energy, but also those residual evil spirits are suppressed and accumulated in your body by that special power." Cockroach Xiaoming integrated into Han Bai's body to peep at all this and communicated with Han Bai with his mental strength.

frowned, and Han Bai was not happy and said, "What if the strange force of this demon corpse suddenly breaks through the confinement and eats back in the future?"

"Stupid! Can't you detect how horrible the existence in the general's coffin is? His little brother can evolve into a corpse king, and I guess his strength is at least a strong man in the Holy Land. And after my discovery, the person lying in this coffin may attach great importance to you, and the energy left can suppress and fuse the strange force of the green corpse. When you are in danger, you can still burst out, which is equivalent to being as fierce as the group of corpses just now.

"Really?"

Han Bai was ecstatic. Now he has recovered his appearance. Although his clothes were torn like a beggar, his red hair has faded to its original color, his pupils have returned to normal, and his skin is not as blue and purple as before, showing a strong wheat color.

Recalling the previous cruel struggle, although Han Bai's consciousness will become extremely weak after the mutation, he still feels the strong power. Without relying on thunder, not using the water palm, and some ancient martial arts skills of Fengmen, he can do hand-to-hand combat with the fierce corpse king. The full sense of power on his body made Han Bai deeply infatuated.

The cockroach Xiaoming decomposed from Han Bai's body, put on the heavy black-frame glasses, and habitually pushed the frame. The eyes behind the lenses glanced at the surrounding coffins. Han Bai was thinking that if he took the core of these corpses...

Withdrawing his dirty thoughts, Xiaoming, a cockroach who was tidying up his clothes, asked, "Xiao Ming, do you know where there are a large number of zombies?"

"I know!"

"Where?"

Cockroach Xiaoming's tentacles point to the hole in the corner of the zombie cave, which should be the entrance to the fifth floor.

...

After a long silence, Han Bai began to think about it. The first layer should be the most rubbish green corpse, but he jumped directly from the buried bone to the second floor, so he had never experienced it. The second layer is a blood corpse, whose strength is equivalent to that of a power. The third layer of demon corpse, whose strength is about equal to that of a power master, and the fourth layer of corpse king controllers the terrible existence. From this, it can be inferred that the five floors should be a night fork, which is almost equivalent to the rank of an energy control teacher. Thinking of a large number of zombies comparable to the strength of his old man a few years ago in front of him, Han Bai's scalp was numb, looked at the dark hole, and there was no motivation to let him move over.

" boss, I estimate that there should be an entrance on the first floor. As for the place where the bones are buried, it should be an independent space. If it's good, we can collect it and get some green corpses. We just dug out the nucleus of those demon corpses, and everything else is well preserved. According to the yin qi produced by this zombie cave, it is estimated that those demon corpses will be resurrected a few years later, and we will reap another one.

"Good idea, that's it." With a crisp finger, Han Bai got off the ladder and immediately went down the road.

Suddenly, a strong murderous atmosphere permeated the whole general's cave, and the strongest sense of danger appeared in Han Bai's mind.

"Li Wuyan, our company's Ma Qingqiu has come to settle accounts with you, hate water fingers!"

Hate the water finger, gather the hatred that can't be washed away by thousands of miles of wild waves, and burst out in one finger, invisible, life and death!

"Cloud"

Han Bai turned into a thick fog, and the hate water finger penetrated through and shot on the general's coffin of the altar. A strong domineering directly scattered the finger force invisible.

"Big boss, it's Sima's hatred, but why did he attack us?"

Han Bai has a unique cloud body technique, which can avoid this fatal blow. Otherwise, Han Bai remembered the tragic death of Feng Yulin's wind feather beast.

"Never mind, he is kind to me. Just try the power of alienation."

Han Bai's typical fox fakes the tiger's powerful mind. Relying on the general's coffin behind him, the mysterious figure will certainly not sit and watch him die. He will directly urge the power of the demon corpse in Dantian, turn into a red-haired demon, flashing and kill him away.

In the general's cave, a twist in the space showed the figure of Sima Qingqiu. His face turned black and looked at the general's coffin on the altar and drew an unconcealable shock in the depths of his eyes.

"Sword puppet?"

Han Bai's incarnation attacked, Sima Qingqiu frowned, patted his palm lightly, and burst out thirty-six weeks.

hou~

One palm is on the chest of Han Bai, and how strong the 36th-week-old palm is. At this moment, Han Bai is really a deep "body" of it.

"Don't be afraid, boss, I'm here!" The cockroach Xiaoming incarnates a black shadow and melted into Han Bai's body. The unknown black rune appeared on his forehead, and the black-patterned armor was wrapped around his body. The cockroach Xiaoming's continuous input of vitality barely revived Han Bai's five internal organs in just a few breaths.

"Drug!"

Five demon corpse nuclei in a row, Han Bai's pupils glowed more and more red.

At this time, Sima Qingqiu's eyes burst out with a touch of light. With his strength, he naturally saw at a glance that the monster in front of him was not the target he was looking for, but Han Bai! In his mind, an anger rose in his heart, and the little hands and feet of the west wind enemy penetrated in his heart. He did not object to the latter playing some conspiracy to revenge and so on, but resolutely did not allow himself to become a pawn driven by others.

hou~

Perhaps because of the intervention of the mysterious power of the general's coffin, Han Bai's alienated and could barely keep a trace of sobriety. With a roar, he knew his little trick, and Sima Qingqiu still didn't like it, so he was ready to make a tough move as soon as he took action.

"Wind Magic Legs!"

After the alienation, Han Bai was full of demon corpse powers, and his body's various functions were greatly enhanced. In addition, he poured thunder into it, split his legs, turned into ten thousand demons, and killed Sima's hatred!