Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 298: Zombies emerge, ancient tombs appear! (Two in one)

Another chilly breeze blew across the mountains.

Even the grass and trees on the ground seemed to be covered with a thin layer of black frost, shining blackly under the sun like many black gems.

The old village chief, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly looked tense and his whole body stiffened.

Although he had spoken calmly before and looked like he was willing to die, when the time came, the fear deep in his heart still lingered.

"Hmm?" Song Changming turned his head to look.

On the top of the mountain, a figure suddenly appeared.

This figure, without normal vitality and breath, looked like his elder and second brothers, like a silent corpse, and immediately avoided his full coverage mental perception in the gloomy wind.

He looked over, and the other person also looked over and met his eyes.

His messy hair fluttered in the cold wind. His skin was blue and dry, his eye sockets were sunken, and his pupils had a faint light like that of a tiger or wolf.

He was wearing a one-piece suit of armor, which was of an extremely old style. He stood with his hands hanging down, and the black nails between his five fingers were like sharp blades.

At first glance, it is obvious that this guy is not an ordinary person, or not a human at all.

"Yin, Yin God." The old village chief's voice trembled, and soon his whole body began to tremble unconsciously.

"Are you sure?" Song Changming asked.

Is this guy in front of me the Yin God they are talking about?

No matter how you look at it, this is more like a corpse puppet, or
The iron box opened a small crack, and Xiao Jin hid inside. He only poked out a little bit of his hair and scratched it, then wrote two words.

"Zombie."

This also confirmed what Song Changming thought, that the other party was most likely a zombie who had actively trained through the corpse-transmutation method found in the ancient tomb.

This was also the important purpose of his coming here, to let his elder brother and second brother train to become zombies like the other party, completely get rid of their puppet identities, and regain a new life!
Although zombies look ugly and weird, they are at least completely independent individuals, and their past memories and self-awareness can be preserved intact.

"So he is the original owner of the ancient tomb?" Song Changming asked.

"The possibility is not high." Xiao Jin replied.

At first, it accidentally drilled into the interior of an ancient tomb underground. Because the tomb was too gloomy and too dangerous, it did not dare to explore it completely.

It has not yet made any detailed investigation into the true owner of the ancient tomb in the coffin.

All we know is that this ancient tomb has existed for a very long time, perhaps even longer than its lifespan!
It was hard to believe that after such a long time, the person who appeared before him was the original owner of the ancient tomb, even though he had become a zombie.
"If we can catch him, maybe we won't have to go down to the ancient tomb to learn the method of corpse reincarnation." Song Changming's thoughts turned quickly and he said.

When Song Changping and Song Changan heard this, a dark green light brightened in their eyes.

"Changming, I'll go check out the situation first." Song Changan said immediately. Relying on his own resistance to death, he moved and flew towards the mountain where the zombie was.

Song Changping was worried about Song Changan being alone, so he followed him immediately.

As green-eyed corpse puppets, both of them possess innate-level powerful combat power and their strength is not weak.

"Corpse puppet? Are you a disciple of the Corpse Refining Sect?" the zombie spoke, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like the sharp sound of fingernails scratching glass.

He thought it was a corpse puppet controlled by Song Changming and mistook Song Changming for a disciple of the Corpse Refining Sect.

Song Changming did not reply, saying that he would deal with anything after he captured the other party.

The zombie suddenly opened his drooping hands, his five fingers turned into claws, and he moved forward like a cannonball and crashed into Song Changping and Song Changan head-on.

Song Changming observed from the side.

All three of them are corpses. This zombie is much stronger than his two brothers' corpses in terms of physical strength. With just this zombie body, he can gain the upper hand against two enemies at once and suppress them.

"Could it be that this zombie is also practicing body training?" Song Changming muttered to himself.

On the other side, Song Changping and Song Changan both mastered excellent spear techniques, which were specially equipped by Lou Baoqiu for his pair of corpse puppet brothers.

As long as he gave the order, the two brothers would practice the spear technique day and night without stopping.

This is also one of the ways for corpse refiners to cultivate the combat effectiveness of their own corpse puppets.

Although corpse puppets do not possess innate internal energy, there is still a huge difference in combat effectiveness between corpse puppets of the same quality that have mastered martial arts and those that only rely on physical instincts to fight.

Decades passed, and the two brothers were forced to acquire the skills of spearmanship.

However, there was a negative energy coming in and out of the zombie's mouth and nose, and his hands were gathering a different kind of turbid air.

The turbid air was icy and dark, and as the zombie attacked, it exploded with extremely powerful force, comparable to innate internal energy!
Song Changming finally understood that this was the biggest difference between the corpse puppet and this zombie.

The zombie can cultivate energy in his body, accumulate it in his body like his innate qi, and burst it out in time of battle.

If combined with martial arts secrets and techniques, the power will be extraordinary!
This is a cultivation ability that the corpse puppet does not possess no matter what.

Song Changan was knocked down from the sky by the opponent's claw, and fell to the ground, creating a big hole.

The spear he used to block was corroded by the cold and turbid air released by the zombie. It broke into two pieces with just a little force, which shows the destructive power of this energy.

Seeing that Song Changping could no longer hold on, a purple-gold blade energy flashed across and blocked the zombie's claws head-on.

The three dragons exploded with tremendous power, sweeping over like a huge sea wave, and instantly chopped the zombie away.

The zombie somersaulted several times in the air before he could steady himself.

The expression on his face was obviously more expressive than the two brothers Song Changping. He stared at Song Changming with a look of surprise.

Since when did the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect become so powerful!

It’s not that there are no innate warriors in the Corpse Refining Sect, but the proportion is not high. They prefer to use corpse puppets to fight the enemies instead of taking action themselves.

Apart from innate cultivation, it is unheard of to have a disciple like Song Changming who has such a strong body.

This also surprised the zombies. Song Changming's personal fighting power was obviously stronger than those two corpse puppets!

This was totally inconsistent with the stereotype of the Corpse Refining Sect's disciples in his mind.

Song Changming didn't care what he thought. After making a rough judgment on the opponent's strength, he was not afraid of the opponent's title of Yin God.

In his opinion, it was just a trick.

Purple-gold lightning flashed around Song Changming's body, and he moved at an even faster speed than before, transforming into a meteor aurora, approaching the zombie.

The zombie roared, and punched with all his strength, punching towards Song Changming.

boom!
The old village chief collapsed to the ground below, his whole body limp.

In his eyes, half of the sky was occupied by purple-gold flames, and the other side was shrouded in darkness. The two sides were clearly divided, and the boundary was where Song Changming and the zombie were fighting.

The two sides wrestled with each other, and the energy that erupted was wave after wave, colliding and dissipating each other, thus forming this strange phenomenon in the sky.

"You are not a disciple of the Corpse Refining Sect!" The zombie's cold and blue face approached Song Changming and said in a hoarse voice.

Song Changming didn't answer. His heart beat heavier and heavier, and new strength continued to grow.

He possesses multiple blue and even orange-grade physical characteristics, and the powerful potential of his body even exceeds Song Changming's own imagination.

As long as he is willing to dig deep, he will always be able to squeeze out some power!

He gripped the handle of the long sword even tighter, and the long sword made a humming sound. After struggling for a while, the zombie was chopped off by him again and embedded into the mountain.

In the competition at the level of Gangqi energy, he did not have the upper hand.

But in terms of strength, Song Changming is far superior to this zombie.

This also meant that in the eyes of the old village chief, the purple-gold flames surpassed the rolling darkness.

Song Changming glanced at the long sword in his hand and saw that even with the protection of the innate energy, the blade was still cold and had signs of being eroded by the turbid air.

Fortunately, the long sword was of good quality and was not damaged.

On the other side, the mountain where the zombie had smashed into roared again. It was the eldest brother Song Changping who stabbed the zombie through the heart with a spear and picked it out.

Song Changan took the opportunity to break one of the zombie's arms and twisted it into a knot.

There is no gap in the cooperation between the two brothers. This is the tacit understanding they have had since childhood. From supporting each other on the battlefield to becoming corpse puppets, they still retain this tacit understanding.

The zombie roared, and the sound was not like that of a human, but like that of a thunder beast.

Another thicker stream of foul air gushed out, directly freezing half of Song Changping's body.

Originally, his cold and turbid energy was even more deadly. Once it invaded the body, it would cause great harm to living beings and cause them to lose their vitality.

But when facing these two corpse puppets that were exactly the same as him, which were originally corpse structures, there was no chance of survival for them.

Therefore, the killing power of his cold and turbid energy is quite limited, and it only has a slight cooling effect.

Seeing that the zombie was about to break free again, Song Changming moved closer and slashed with his third sword.

The newly upgraded sword-training maniac characteristics made his sword power extremely powerful.

The zombie's body was originally indestructible and invulnerable to swords and spears, but this time Song Changming cut off both of his legs at the root.

If he didn't want to save his life, he would have killed this zombie a long time ago.

With both legs and one arm broken, the zombie's ability to resist was greatly reduced. He fell to the mountain and created a big hole.

The old village chief trembled all over again, looking at Song Changming holding a knife in one hand and the Yin Spirit that was almost cut in half in the other, his face full of disbelief.

He couldn't believe that the terrifying Yin God that had plagued the village with nightmares for nearly a hundred years had actually been defeated.

"Monster, monster finally!!"

The old village chief was so excited that he could hardly control himself. If his legs had not been so weak that he could not stand up, he would probably have danced with joy.

On the mountain, Song Changming didn't care about the old village chief's mood at the moment. He just looked at the zombie in his hand.

Song Changping and Song Changan landed beside him and were also looking at the zombie.

"Am I going to be this kind of guy in the future?" Song Changan sighed.

Although the word "zombie" also has the word "human" in its name, they are actually two completely different species from humans.

It is an existence that is both human-like and non-human.

"Since you took the initiative to practice the spell and became a zombie, you must be seeking the so-called immortality. Now that you have fallen into my hands, if you want immortality, it depends on whether you know how to do it."

Song Changming put the dead man down and spoke directly.

Song Changping stared at the other party, and as long as the zombie dared to move, he would attack immediately.

"It seems that you know a lot. It's a pity that not everyone can become a zombie, even if they have learned witchcraft!" The zombie laughed.

He could laugh, but his laugh was scary and sinister, and his dry skin was wrinkled all over.

After he said this, without him taking any action, a large amount of cold and foul air emanated from his body.

The foul air penetrated the mountains and went deep into the earth.

Wherever it spread, flowers and plants froze and withered, losing their vitality in an instant.

"You! How dare you mess around!" Song Changan was furious and stomped on the zombie's head. Suddenly the ground cracked, blood splattered everywhere, and his face became blurred.

They were not afraid of the erosion of these foul air and coldness, but Song Changming had to be on guard and protect himself with his innate energy.

Then, he soon discovered the clue.

The foul air that continued to sink and penetrate seemed to awaken something, and the entire mountain began to vibrate continuously.

The already cracked ground cracked even wider.

The deep tunnel seemed to lead directly to the underworld, and a large amount of foul air gushed out from the cracks.

Seeing this, Song Changming and the other two floated into the air.

The zombie, with only half of his body left, fell through the crack into the foul air gushing out from the ground and disappeared.

Instead, more zombies emerged from the ground.

One way, two ways, three ways.
Seven zombies in total!

"There are so many evil spirits here." The old village chief's mood, which had originally been filled with joy, sank to the bottom in an instant.

He once thought that there was only one Yin God, but now he realized how much he took it for granted.

There is no doubt that these zombies must have come from the ancient tomb below.

"There really is a zombie in the ancient tomb!"

Song Changming thought to himself, but he didn't have time to think about it, as the seven zombies were already rushing towards him.

As far as the situation is concerned, one zombie is already difficult to deal with, let alone the seven that have appeared now, which is very unfavorable for the three brothers.

Song Changming no longer had any reservations and gave it his all.

The purple-gold flames around his body floated like ribbons, and fire lotuses appeared.

A pair of purple-gold eyes like star diamonds were extremely dazzling, as if they were brighter than the scorching sun in the sky.

Vulcan form!
Once this form appears, it means that Song Changming has given his all without reservation under normal circumstances!
If he only relied on his innate realm cultivation and was only able to open up two earth martial veins, he would probably be defeated here today.

Fortunately, his flesh and blood body is strong enough, stronger than this zombie!
With the addition of the new feature "Sword Training Maniac", his strength has been further improved and grown, so he is not afraid of these zombies!

A flaming figure flew across the sky at high speed, and the long sword's moves became increasingly blurry, making it difficult to capture.

Fire lotuses flew around, approached the zombies, and then exploded.

The huge fiery energy seemed to be able to blow through the sky.

Then I saw pieces of zombies falling from the sky, like tons of weight hitting the ground.

Not long after, all seven zombies were destroyed!
Song Changming stood between heaven and earth, his long hair dancing in the wind, and flames rising from every strand of hair.

The fire pupil stared down at the deep cracks in the mountain.

Look at that ancient tomb!

(End of this chapter)