The Ancient Zombie Emperor

After Xiao Mu paid a hundred silver coins, he followed behind Zhang Dayi and the rest and entered the Great Zhou Mountains.

Rustling sounds came from within the bushes. Poisonous snake and ferocious beast roamed about, and a few hired warriors protected Zhang Dayi's safety. A warrior kindly warned Xiao Mu: "Little Brother Xiao Yun, be careful of your own safety."

Just as he finished speaking, a 'swoosh' sound was heard! An arrow shot out. This warrior's chest had been pierced through and nailed to an old tree. His bloody body was already lifeless.

"Who is it?" An old servant stood guard in front of Zhang Dayi.

"Tsk tsk …" Amongst these people, you are the weakest, so I shall cut you open and suck your blood dry! " Behind the tree, a youth with a gloomy and cold face jumped out. He had a wide grin on his face and was licking his tongue.

This was a martial cultivation that cultivated in devil arts. Looking at Xiao Mu and the others, it was simply looking at delicious and delicious prey.

"Protect the Young Lord!" The old servant placed himself in front of him and roared loudly. He sensed that this was a Seventh Order Warrior.

"Hehe, none of you can escape today. All of you will die here!" The young man who was practicing the devil art laughed out loud.

With a few swishing sounds, this person turned into a shadow and quickly flew through the forest at an unimaginable speed. With a series of crackling sounds, the broken necks of every martial practitioner spewed blood and dyed the ground red.

The old servant gave a loud shout and rushed over, chopping out a blazing saber Qi. However, in a single exchange, the blade Qi was shattered by a palm! The old servant felt as if he was struck by lightning. He spat out a mouthful of blood and tumbled ten meters away. He was already out of air.

"You're courting death!" The killing intent in Xiao Mu's eyes increased, and he released a Mountain Splitting Palm.

The young man who was cultivating the devil art had a look of horror on his face. With a pfft sound, one of his arms exploded, causing blood to spurt out. After retreating five or six steps, he looked at Xiao Mu with a face full of fear.

"Who are you?" he shouted.

Xiao Mu did not say a word, and rushed over with a burst of berserk might. It was like pulling someone out of a hole, and with a terrified and angry scream, half of his body was drenched in blood.

"You are forcing me!" The young man roared in anger, his face filled with malevolence.

A black aura surged out of his palm and covered his entire arm. It was like a demonic hand was attacking him, releasing a terrifying destructive force.

But, in Xiao Mu's eyes, it was still not enough. With another Mountain Splitting Palm, the black qi disappeared. The youth felt like he was struck by a violent demonic god's power, causing him to break more than ten ribs, and fall heavily onto the ground.

Raising your head to look at Xiao Mu, you must grit your teeth and leave without turning back.

A cold glint blossomed in Xiao Mu's eyes as he chased after them like a death god that was about to arrive.

"No, you can't kill me. Do you know who I am?" The youth's eyes were wide open and his face was full of fear and despair.

Xiao Mu did not waver in the slightest. In the eyes of the youth, that fist suddenly enlarged, and with a boom, he was blasted to pieces.

Zhang Dayi sat on the ground and stared blankly at this scene. When he looked at Xiao Mu again, the expression in his eyes couldn't help but change.

"Brother Xiao, I didn't expect you to be so powerful." Zhang Dayi laughed bitterly.

After Xiao Mu swallowed the youth's death aura, he chuckled: "Being in the martial arts world, you are unable to control yourself."

After the previous incident, Zhang Dayi was now full of respect for Xiao Mu. The people he had killed were either dead or injured. Only thirty or so of them still had battle prowess left. Zhang Dayi could not help but let out a bitter laugh. He did not expect himself to be in danger the moment he entered the Great Zhou Mountains.

In Great Zhou Mountains, a group of people wearing black robes stopped on another mountain with lush vegetation and rampaging beasts.

The leader, a sword-browed youth, frowned and asked, "Liu Da Ke is dead. Who killed him?"

"You dare to touch my Mo He Liu Family's people, you must be tired of living!" A wicker-haired girl scolded.

The young man with the sword-shaped eyebrows signaled with his eyes and said lightly, "Go and see who did it."

"Yes sir!" wicker-haired girl replied as her figure disappeared from where she was, shuttling back and forth in the forest.

sword-browed teenager looked at the sky above Great Zhou Mountains, and muttered to himself: "Whether or not our Liu Family can obtain that treasure, will all depend on this time."

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Xiao Mu and the rest walked in the middle of the forest. The group of people huddled together and concentrated, fully prepared for danger to descend. It had been six hours and everyone was tired. They were resting in a bush.

Suddenly, a strong fragrance drifted over, causing one to feel intoxicated. Xiao Mu's pores opened, his entire body felt extremely comfortable.

There was a heavenly and earthly spiritual extract in front!

"Brother Xiao, let's act accordingly." Zhang Dayi laughed bitterly.

He was just an ordinary merchant in the Withered Grass City, who came to the Great Zhou Mountains to pick heavenly and earthly spiritual extract s for vegetables. He was not so foolish as to risk his life to fight for them. At the moment, Zhang Dayi was naturally watching from afar.

A hundred meters in front of him, there was an old tree shaped like a flood dragon. Its cracked skin was like dragon scales that extended to its branches. A dragon roar could be heard. As for the fragrant aroma, it was surprisingly the young dragon shaped fruits on the branches.

Xiao Mu's pupils constricted. He recognized the fruit tree, it was the dragonfruit thousand-year-old tree, the fruit was a dragonfruit thousand-year-old, eating one would increase one's cultivation by a thousand days, it was a heavenly and earthly spiritual extract that warriors rushed to and fought over!

On the dragon fruit tree, the dragon-shaped fruit was bright red and glistening. A fragrant aroma wafted out from it.

In the dark, there were already a lot of martial artists and noble young masters watching from a distance. No one wanted to be the first one to take action, because this meant that they were going to be surrounded and attacked.

Xiao Mu secretly frowned, there were a lot of martial cultivation in the distance who had the lowest cultivation levels.

After waiting for a long time, the scent of the dragonfruit thousand-year-old became more and more tempting. Finally, someone could not resist and took action, it was a pot-bellied old man who stepped with light footsteps, and instantly approached the dragonfruit thousand-year-old tree, extending his withered old hands, and with a face full of ecstasy, approached a dragonfruit thousand-year-old.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Just at this moment, the onlookers acted at the same time as if they had agreed on the plan. One after another, terrifying attacks came flying over. The old man was blasted into a mess of blood and gore, falling onto the ground.

On the corpse, a pair of eyes that were filled with unwillingness looked at the dragonfruit thousand-year-old tree in close proximity.

This was the forbidden property of many, and no one dared to touch it first.

All of a sudden, several warriors in the dark attacked at the same time. All sorts of terrifying attacks were launched at the same time.

"Humph!"

Iron Palm Xiang Fei let out a cold snort, his eyes releasing a sinister aura. After blocking all of the attacks, he secretly felt pleased with himself. A blade qi rushed over, shooting out three to four meters of qi.

It was Hao Ming of the Hao family who had attacked with the Dragon Slaying Sabre.

Xiang Fei felt his scalp go numb. After his palm swept past the blade energy, a bloody wound appeared on his palm, blood flowing out. The eerie feeling in his eyes grew stronger and stronger. He fiercely glanced at the youth that was of medium height in the distance, then turned around and left.

The dragonfruit thousand-year-old tree was still standing at its original position, and very few people dared to approach it.

Whew …

At this time, a ripping sound came from the horses. A silver gowned Bright Moon Sect led the way with a long spear in his hand.

They headed straight for the dragonfruit thousand-year-old tree.

Coincidentally, Xiao Mu blocked in front of them.

"Scram!" A disciple of the Bright Moon Sect squinted his eyes and cursed, a trace of impatience flashed past his eyes. The long spear in his hand suddenly thrust forward, the tip of the spear releasing an unparalleled sharp light, straight towards Xiao Mu.

Under such a sharp gaze, Zhang Dayi was so scared that his entire body was trembling.

Under the cruel sneer of this Bright Moon Sect disciple and the tip of the long spear, a burst of killing intent exploded out of Xiao Mu. The intense blood fiend energy caused his brain to explode, and the sharp edge of the spear in his hands couldn't help but freeze.

By the time he reacted, Xiao Mu had already dragged him down along with his horse.

Xiao Mu snatched the spear away and thrusted forward. In the air, the body of the Bright Moon Sect disciple was penetrated. The long spear shook and split into two.