Emperor of Death

Chapter 162 Feed the Little Skull (Fifth Change)

On the cliff, the violent palm force exploded on the palms of Ye Chen and the martial artist. The next moment, the martial artist shot out like a cannonball and was sent flying by Ye Chen.

The martial artist's body was shot by Ye Chen and hit the cliff. The violent impact of his body made him no longer able to support on the cliff. His body fell off the cliff and hit the grass below.

Yechen continued to jump up the cliff, took two top-quality Seven Star Frostleaf Grass in his hand, and put them into the storage ring.

At least [-] gold in his hands made Yechen feel good.

Then, Yechen jumped off the cliff and landed next to the body of the master martial artist.

The martial artist lay powerlessly on the ground, his body was still twitching slightly, a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth, staining the grass under him red.

His internal organs were severely injured and he could not survive.

Sensing Ye Chen's arrival, the martial artist turned his head with difficulty, looked at Ye Chen with a forced breath, and said with great difficulty: "What was that palm just now?"

Ye Chen said indifferently: "King-level martial arts, fierce and ghostly, do you want to learn it? I will teach you when you get up."

"King class, king class! You..." The martial artist suddenly opened his pupils wide, and died with deep unwillingness.

Yechen remembered that this person recognized him before, and among the people he offended, there was someone with such strength
Yechen's heart moved, and he tore off the torn clothes on the back of the martial artist, and saw a black slap with a big grimace.

Sure enough, he is a member of the Soul Refining Sect.

"It's really lingering." Ye Chen sneered, then touched the martial artist's chest and waist, and took out a few pills and a gold coupon from Tongbao Bank, writing: 20 gold.

This is the normal net worth of an ordinary martial artist, and it is also the reason why most martial artists do not have the financial resources to purchase spiritual-level exercises. It can also highlight the preciousness of the top-grade seven-star frost-leaf grass from another aspect.

Yechen found the wealth from the two warriors again, their wealth was even more unbearable, the sum was only a little over [-] gold.

"These portraits! Each of them has one in their hands. What does it represent?" Yechen looked at the zombie in the portrait whose face was covered by messy hair and whose clothes were torn, and frowned, not seeing anything.

"Forget it, let's forget about it. It's important to find good things." For others, herbs are just herbs, but for Yechen, they are even more precious elixir, and this kind of second-grade and above herbs requires extremely high Only the year is required, and it is difficult to receive it. Normally, if Yechen wanted to refine the elixir, he would suffer from lack of materials.

Back then, Guo Hui, who was the vice president of Jiangyin College, couldn't help refining it when he saw a top-quality Seven Star Frost Leaf Grass, which shows that these herbs are rare.

Now that we have entered this treasure house, we cannot waste it.

The sound of heavy footsteps and trembling branches came from the forest. Yechen looked over and saw a zombie walking out of the woods. His red eyes were bloodshot. He opened his mouth and let out a cry at Yechen. roar.

The blood of animals has a strong attraction to zombies and ghosts. It must be the smell of blood from the soul refining sect.

"Ah!" There was a mournful howl in the sky, and a ghost swooped down from the sky.

"What a hassle!" Yechen said displeased, wanting to leave.

After walking three steps, Ye Chen stopped suddenly, and whispered softly: "Warrior-level zombies, although their talents are rubbish, are not completely useless."

The next moment, Yechen used the power of his soul to communicate with the world of death.

Beside Yechen, a space vortex appeared, and a small skeleton glowing with hazy white light walked out of the space vortex.

The little skull is still holding a two-meter-long bone spear.

Yechen looked at the little skull and said, "I didn't expect to see you in half a month, and you were promoted to another level, not bad."

Today's Little Skeleton has reached the second level of warrior, and it is only half a month since the last advancement, and this is still promoted with the help of his own strength.

Such an upgrade speed was enough to surprise Yechen.

Looking at the approaching zombies and ghosts flying in the sky, the little skull subconsciously felt a trace of fear, and this fear was transmitted to Yechen's mind by the little skull with the help of the soul connection between the two.

Yechen said calmly: "Follow me."

Taking out a sharp blue sword from the storage ring, Ye Chen slowly walked towards the running zombie.

The zombies under the wisdom were completely attracted by the corpse on the ground, so they ignored Yechen and ran straight towards the corpse, which saved Yechen a lot of energy.

The silver light of the blue long sword drew a semicircle in the sky, the zombie's head was cut off, most of the soul fire splashed in the sky, and the corpse of the zombie lay heavily on the ground.

Then, Yechen said lightly: "Go."

The little skull was overjoyed when he heard the words, and quickly threw himself on the zombie's body, frantically absorbing the soul fire of this warrior-level zombie. For the little skull, if he encounters this powerful existence alone, he can only go so far How far to run.

Similarly, this level of soul fire has a fatal temptation for it.

After absorbing the fire of the soul, the little skull lay down on the ground again, absorbing all the fire of the overflowing soul, and then looked at Yechen with unsatisfied interest.

At this moment, Ye Chen had already moved away from the little skull, and came to the side of the martial artist's corpse with a sharp weapon and a long sword. On his body, there was a white ghost lying on his body, absorbing the essence in the blood.

Ghost is more intelligent than Zombie Heights. Seeing Ye Chen approaching, he immediately turned around, facing Ye Chen with a ferocious face covered in blood, and uttered a long and sharp howl at Ye Chen.

This is Youhun's special skill, Hun Xiao.

Yechen sneered and stepped forward.

Seeing that Ye Chen was still approaching, You Hun immediately left the martial artist's body and pounced towards Ye Chen, grabbing Ye Chen's face with sharp claws.

Although ghosts and ghosts are invisible and qualityless, the power of death that emerges is no weaker than that of masters of the same level.

Ye Chen sneered: "Yu Hun, who is only a martial artist of the first rank, dares to take the initiative to attack me. It's really bold." The long sword in his hand slashed down towards You Hun, and You Hun's body was crushed by Ye Chen like a piece of paper. Torn, split in half.

Immediately, the ghost's body dissipated in the sky, and a little light fell to the earth. This is the fire of the soul. This is the soul fire of the ghost. Unlike zombies and skeletons, their bodies are the fire of the soul, a mass of power.

The little skull jumped forward excitedly, came to the area where the ghost dissipated, and frantically absorbed the power in the ghost's body.

After absorbing the soul fires of the two martial artist-level undead creatures, the body of the little skull glowed with silver light, and the soul fire in the skull suddenly surged, emitting a dazzling light.

After 5 minutes, the light of the little skull's soul fire slowly subsided, and the little skull's realm reached the third-level warrior.

(Fifth watch, today's is gone, tomorrow will continue.)
(End of this chapter)