Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 136 [One thing conquers another, fire burns the insect valley! ]

Inside the Tomb of King Xian.

King Xian sensed the man outside, who was covered in thunder and looked like a god descending from heaven. With a frosty face, he ignored his questions and requests for mercy and stabbed his head with a gun.

He was going crazy.

As the saying goes, disaster may come from the sky when you are at home.

Thousands of years!

He was staying well in his own grave, no, in his own home, when four strangely dressed gangsters suddenly appeared out of nowhere and broke into his backyard.

If that's the case, that's it.

Over the past thousand years, more than one group of people have tried to break into his house to steal, but they were all stopped by the poisonous miasma outside.

Although not long ago, just a few decades ago, an iron frame fell from the sky and broke the "skylight" of his house, causing it to leak when it rained occasionally, but it was not a big deal and they could still get by.

Who would have thought that this group of petty thieves, whom King Xian had never taken seriously, actually had special powers.

At first, King Xian wanted to mobilize the "little pets" he kept at home to stop them or drive them away.

But that frosty-faced man was too cruel!
He would kill anyone who stood in his way, even gods and Buddhas. Poor his little pets, all of them suffered.

Now seeing that his three Dharma bodies were unable to stop the opponent, King Xian felt anxious and irritated.

This is a wicked God. He didn't even give him a chance to live in peace for a while. Is he planning to kill him?
no! Absolutely not!
If that god-like man really wanted to suppress him, he would never sit there and wait for death, he would have to resist!
In the mausoleum.

The corpse gas that originally filled the place gradually changed from pitch black to scarlet red mist.

Filled in every corner.

There are no living creatures here. It is cold and silent, just like the underworld.

At the same time, you can also see worm-like matter that looks like flesh and blood covering the tomb palace, and this "flesh and blood" is covered with dark yellow mucus.

One look at it makes me so sick I can't eat.

The way forward.

Arriving at the highest point of the Yin Palace, the so-called "Xianshan" tomb chamber.

If others saw this tomb, they would be horrified, because the so-called "fairy mountain" is actually a huge blood-red Ganoderma lucidum.

The Tai Sui, which was as big as a house, was rosy all over and was beating slowly as if it were alive.

Many proliferative organs similar to vascular rhizomes grow on its body. Looking around, there are at least thousands of them, deeply embedded in the surrounding soil.

King Xian probably controlled the entire Yin Palace and even the entire Worm Valley with this!
There are three pitch-black holes on the front of this strange meat ganoderma.

If you look carefully, you will be scared for sure.

The three holes together looked like a twisted and elongated human face with arc lines around it, which was weird and ugly.

It was spewing out poisonous red fog that was coming from all directions.

Soon, the red fog that filled the entire mausoleum rushed out of the deep pool whirlpool through the sky gate at the exit and poured into the insect valley outside.

Rushed out at the same time.

There was also a female corpse that escaped from the stone wall mural. She was wearing luxurious burial clothes, her skin was grayish white, and her eyes were closed.

The fingers were like slender claws, easily cutting through the blocking stone wall.

It was the Princess of Prince Xian. It seemed that the old guy was really anxious and directly sent his own wife to take over.

Not only Princess Xian was dispatched.

There are also mermaids who have long been extinct around the tomb and are regarded as legendary creatures.

These poor mermaids were made into immortal candles. A drop of oil in their bodies could burn for several months.

Now, these mermaids who were tortured and made into candles are becoming active again.

Step by step, following the bronze-armored soldiers gathered around, they marched out of the underground palace!

Above the deep pool.

Yang An's lightning gun, which was ready to fire, hit the zombie's head accurately. He thought that the zombie would be pierced by it and its body would be electrocuted into charcoal.

Who would have thought that there would be a loud bang.

The tip of the gun touched the zombie's forehead, making a crisp sound like steel colliding.

The lightning gun was unable to penetrate the zombie's skin defense.

"Buzz!"

For a moment, the electric net that emerged from the lightning gun covered the zombie, electrifying its white hair and charring it black. However, the blackened white hair fell off and quickly grew back.

Not to mention, the zombie with its hair standing on end looks bloated and like a white-haired gorilla, but it’s not as scary as it looks.

"Ow—!"

The zombie seemed to be angered by the lightning net and let out a deafening roar.

"This most dangerous zombie is indeed difficult to deal with." Yang An was just surprised that his shot failed to kill the zombie, but he didn't care much.

If one shot doesn't work, then shoot a hundred or a thousand times! He just doesn't believe that this zombie is invulnerable!
Yang An's body turned into a flash of lightning. Holding a battle axe in his hand, he teleported to the top of the zombie's head, raised the battle axe high and chopped down at the zombie fiercely.

The zombie realized it later and noticed Yang An. He raised his hand to block, but was hit by the devastating blow.

"boom!"

After a loud noise, the zombie's arm broke with a snap!

"Bang--!"

The axe blade then chopped off the zombie's right shoulder, and with great force it was pressed back into the bronze coffin.

At the same time, straight lightning spears appeared in the sky and followed Yang An, shooting towards the angry zombies!

On the wooden plank road not far away.

"Old Hu, Staff Officer Yang, are we just going to stand by and watch?! Come on, we can't abandon our revolutionary comrades." Seeing how Master Yang was fighting with the two zombie monsters, the fat man felt itchy.

In such a grand scene, he could only watch the fun from the side. How could that be possible? The fat man simply picked up his gun and fired a few bursts at the skeleton in the sarcophagus, not caring whether it was useful or not.

"Bang bang bang-!"

I'm not sure how much it will be used for, but I'll just join in the fun.

Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang did not stop the fat man. It would be great if they could give little Master Yang a little more help at this time.

"Oh no! Young Master Yang is in a deadlock."

Hu Bayi stared at the last white-haired zombie and the stone coffin skeleton corpse, frowning, "These two zombies are not easy to deal with. They are much stronger than the flying head zombie just now."

Seeing that Shirley Yang was puzzled, Hu Bayi explained.

"The so-called three lives, going through three hells, divided into gouging out eyes, cutting out hearts, and extracting souls! Gouging out eyes is the lightest punishment, and the heaviest punishment is extracting souls."

"Miss Yang, look at the sharp stone spikes on the head and body of that white-haired zombie!"

"If my guess is correct, those stone spikes should be a set of tools specially used to perform soul-sucking punishment! Draining human blood and injecting blood from various livestock, and performing various rituals, etc. Anyway, the more painful it is, the more powerful it will be."

It is indeed powerful, otherwise it would not be able to withstand the lightning strike.

"Little Master Yang's electric shocks and burnings seem to have little effect on this white-haired zombie that has become extremely powerful and as hard as iron after its soul was extracted."

Just as Hu Bayi judged.

This white-haired zombie has a very strong regeneration ability. It cannot be melted by fire, struck by lightning, or killed by water or buried in the ground. It is just relying on this body. To be honest, Yang An is a little jealous. Its defense is against the sky.

But there is a solution.

"Master Yang! Try using the black donkey hoof and sticky rice, maybe you can freeze this zombie!"

Hu Bayi suddenly shouted.

Yang An, who was still chopping zombies on the bronze coffin, heard this and thought it was worth a try.

As the saying goes, one thing falls one thing.

Shirley Yang and Yang An's grandfather, Partridge Whistle, relied on the Miao village's magical Angry Chicken to successfully kill the six-winged old centipede that was almost transformed into a dragon and had a demon pill!
Even though the centipede was like a black dragon, able to fly in the sky and hide in the ground, spit out poisonous mist, absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and was extremely mysterious, it was finally restrained by the Angry Chicken.

It seems that in this world, Taoism and Qigong are more suitable for magic.

Yang An's abilities are not as easy to use as in other worlds.

This is all because the world is different and the system is different.

It’s not easy to find a hodgepodge, open world like Marvel.

That’s why Yang An didn’t create a big scene like the one in the Marvel world where a sea of ​​fire spread over New York.

It's not that it's impossible, it's just that the consumption is too high and it's not cost-effective.

The giant axe transformed from thunder in Yang An's hand changed again.

He turned the spear into a trident and raised it high, aiming at the neck of the zombie whose limbs had been chopped off and who was still struggling.

Falling suddenly.

There was only a "swish" sound.

The sharp tip of the trident pierced directly through the white-haired zombie's neck, nailing it firmly to the bronze coffin.

No matter how the zombies struggled or howled incoherently, it was of no use.

Yang An's eyes turned cold. He raised his hand, and suddenly there appeared a black donkey hoof that they had carefully prepared when they set out. He sneered at the zombie, "You beast, you don't like to bite, so just bite this black donkey hoof!"

After saying that, Yang An's hand was as fast as lightning. He reached down and stuffed the black donkey hoof directly into the zombie's mouth.

Then he carried out a ten-kilogram bag of glutinous rice and tore it open.

The milky white glutinous rice cascades down like a waterfall.

Pour it on the white-haired zombie whose body suddenly stiffened.

Oddly enough, the skin of the white-haired zombie, which even the holy flame could not burn, became like a branding iron when it came into contact with glutinous rice, emitting wisps of black smoke and smelling terrible.

It’s really useful!

Yang An realized that the world is different, and the way everything counteracts each other is also different.

This is not over yet. Looking at the zombie that was getting stiffer but with resentment in its eyes, Yang An narrowed his eyes and flicked his index finger.

A drop of split blood flew through the air and flowed into the zombie's body!

"Parasitism Success"

Originally, Yang An was just trying it out. After all, this zombie's invulnerable body defense, as well as its resistance to fire and water, was too tempting.

I didn’t expect it to actually succeed!

【Zombie Body】

"The zombie body, which has been tempered by King Xian with red miasma for thousands of years, is invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, and can effectively resist lightning strikes and fire."

"Transformed into a zombie, the body will undergo certain changes, defense will be enhanced, it will be as hard as copper, strength will increase by 10%~100%, defense will increase by 20%~500%, sanity will be greatly affected, and mental abilities will be unable to be used."

"When activated, the body's regeneration ability is greatly enhanced."

Sure enough, Yang An's face lit up with joy, he had made the right bet.

Not only did he actually parasitize the Dharma body of King Xian, but he also obtained the zombie body he wanted. Compared to the difficulties and obstacles along the way, it seemed that everything was starting to get better now.

"Old Hu, look behind you, are these the miasma we came here with?!"

Fatty Wang emptied two magazines, which was a good way to satisfy his desire to use the gun.

He stopped now and saw the skeleton corpse with black water coming out of the air being caught up by the Seraph and chopped to pieces with a sword. Then he saw the zombie in the bronze coffin disappear in the blink of an eye.

They cheered continuously, thinking that they had defeated two demon corpses.

But when he looked back, the fat man was shocked. There was red fog pouring out from the next side of the wooden plank road. That red fog was the poisonous miasma that surrounded the Insect Valley all year round and could turn people into pus.

"Fuck it, it's true!" Hu Bayi turned his head and was also shocked. He quickly backed away with Fatty and Shirley Yang.

"Where did these red miasma come from?"

"No, Lao Hu, look, they are all around the valley!" The fat man climbed onto a big rock and looked out over the entire valley.

One can see layers of poisonous miasma spewing out from every corner of the Insect Valley. Wherever it passes, everything withers and dies, which shows how toxic it is!
The red fog is gradually covering the entire valley.

"This must be the work of that immortal monster, King Xian." The fat man cursed angrily, "Old Hu, we really have to leave quickly this time. If we don't leave, this poisonous miasma will cover us and we will all be finished."

At this moment, a sudden voice came, "No hurry."

"How can we not be anxious? Let's quickly call Little Master Yang to hide first. Hey, Little Master Yang, come back."

"Hey, why are you looking at me like that?"

Yang An successfully got rid of the skeleton in the sarcophagus, took away the stone spirit that could make a person immortal, and seized King Xian's most powerful zombie body.

After the Dharma body was completely parasitic, it had lost its soul and became a dead thing, but it could actually be stored in the storage room of the Soul Hall.

The harvest from this trip made Yang An in a good mood. The only thing he hadn't got was the Zhuchen Pearl. However, Yang An also realized that although King Xian was powerful, he was only powerful compared to ordinary people.

Once we get the Zhuchen Pearl, this long journey will be over.

More than a month had passed in total. Even though Yang An was not physically tired, he wanted to rest mentally.

Seeing that the fat man looked very reserved, which was something he had never seen on the face of this devil before, Yang An laughed in his heart.

The fat man chuckled, "Please don't tease me. I, Wang Kaixuan, am impressed by your ability to go to heaven and earth and exorcise demons. From now on, if you tell me to go east, I will never go south."

Even Hu Bayi nodded, "It's the same for me, Old Hu. I've traveled a lot over the years and I thought I was well-informed, but today I finally got to see what a truly great person is."

"If you don't mind us two being clumsy"

"Willing to be my godfather?" Before Hu Bayi could finish his words, Yang An asked this question, which made Hu Bayi stunned.

Shirley Yang burst out laughing and stepped forward to help. "Old Hu, Fatty, what's wrong with you two? Why are you saying so many words of loyalty? Do you think Xiao An and I can eat you?"

Hu Bayi was stunned when he saw Yang An smiling, then he breathed a sigh of relief. He scratched his head helplessly, "Hey, we are not afraid of knowing too much, so..."

“They were murdered to silence them?” Yang An guessed what Hu Bayi was thinking and patted Hu on the shoulder to comfort him. “I’m still waiting for you two to help me manage the antique shop. Put your minds at ease.”

"Okay! With what you said, Lao Hu and I will be yours from now on. In one word, we'll be loyal to you forever!" The fat man patted his chest when he heard it.

Yang An turned around and looked coldly at the red fog that was spreading in the valley, as well as the mermaids rushing out in groups from underwater and the corpse of Princess Huaguixian.

"Now is not the time to talk about this, sister. Take Lao Hu and the others up to the sky. Don't worry about being struck by lightning."

"how about you?"

"Haha, of course it's the burning of Red Cliff!"

(End of this chapter)