The Ancient Zombie Emperor

Wang Shaojie stopped midway, as his eyes were filled with panic. Xiao Mu came in front of him, without saying a word, he raised his palm, and with a resounding slap, half of Wang Shaojie's face became red and swollen.

Wang Shaojie was stunned, as were the other martial cultivation.

This man was truly powerful. He dared to slap even the members of the Wang family.

"You're dead meat!" Wang Shaojie's eyes spouted fire as he touched the half of his red and swollen face and roared hysterically.

Xiao Mu's leg struck out, and a force of ten thousand kilograms exploded out, causing half of his body to fly horizontally while dripping with blood.

"Friend, you passed!" A few of the dark-skinned youths from the Great Zhou Clan said in a deep voice.

Xiao Mu turned around, and said with a face full of ridicule: "What kind of boundary do you guys call crossing?"

The people of Great Zhou Clan were born with immense power, this was not a joke!

When a heavy punch that was as heavy as Mt. Tai smashed over, Xiao Mu also opened his bow and pulled back his fist.

BOOM!

In the smoke, a figure staggered out. His fist split open, revealing flesh and blood. The eerie white bones could be vaguely seen.

When everyone saw him clearly, their pupils constricted. This figure was actually from the Great Zhou Clan!

The clansmen of the Great Zhou Clan, who were known for their extraordinary strength, were actually at a disadvantage in a competition of strength. Who in the world was this Xiao Feng?

That heavy fist once again blasted towards him, erupting with a huge force of over 100,000 jin. It was so powerful that it could even shatter mountains and shatter rocks, causing even space to rumble.

Bang!

However, reality was cruel. Xiao Mu, who was standing there motionlessly, struck out with a calm punch, exploding forth with a strength that could crush rotten wood. The bodies of several Great Zhou Clan s trembled at the same time as they flew outwards as if they were struck by lightning. After smashing into the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood, they looked at Xiao Mu with a face full of shock.

This Xiao Mu actually completely crushed them in terms of pure strength, causing the power they were so proud of to be unable to withstand a single blow. How could there be such a person in this world? The dark-faced youngsters' bodies were all trembling. The reason their strength was so great was because they had been soaked in medicinal liquid since they were young, and their bodies were being supplemented with body tempering cultivation techniques.

And what basis did this Xiao Mu have?

Xiao Mu calmly arrived in front of the dragonfruit thousand-year-old tree and took down the two dragonfruit thousand-year-old s, retreating in front of everyone.

"Brother Xiao, this big gift of yours is too heavy!" When Xiao Mu threw a dragonfruit thousand-year-old to Zhang Dayi, his heart trembled uncontrollably with excitement. This was a dragonfruit thousand-year-old, after eating it, one's spiritual energy would increase by a thousand days.

After Xiao Mu swallowed all of them in one gulp, he felt all the pores on his body open up and a majestic and abundant energy that was in his dantian was born and flowed into his limbs and bones. In just a few breaths' time, his cultivation had advanced, and the aura around him had increased.

"Roar …"

Suddenly, a terrifying beast roar sounded from within the mountain range like the roar of a demonic god. The entire towering tree of Old Lin shook, and a baleful aura engulfed the area, causing everyone's expressions to change.

"It's a Demonic General level Demonic Beast comparable to the Martial Master Expert!" silver-gowned youth exclaimed.

He didn't need to say anything because everyone had already sensed the terrifying power that was like a flash flood, and immediately ran away. Xiao Mu also rushed out of the Great Zhou Mountains at the first possible moment, stopping a kilometer away before he turned around and looked ahead.

A ferocious beast appeared there, rampaging about. There were three Martial Master Expert s fighting against it.

The battle could be said to be tragic. Three of the Martial Master Expert s were severely injured, and deep wounds could be seen all over their bodies. Only after fighting for an hour did they finally kill the Demonic General level beasts.

"Elder Teng!" silver-gowned youth watched one of the imposing middle-aged men from the three Martial Master Expert s very worriedly.

"It's alright. I'll be able to recover completely in a few days." Elder Teng coughed out a mouthful of blood as he shook his head.

There were also two Martial Master Expert s, an elder of the Wang family and a gangster named Old Daoist Black Wind. The three of them worked together to draw out demonic commander level beasts and kill them, taking what each of them needed.

For two whole days, all the heroes and children of influential families were in a state of shock. Demonic Generals were extremely rare, and some of them had noble bloodlines. They had gained wisdom and turned into human forms.

In this period of time, Zhang Dayi had entered the Great Zhou Mountains several times and harvested a few heavenly and earthly spiritual extract.

On the third day, a black cloud covered the sky and a stifling atmosphere filled the entire Great Zhou Mountains. Not long after, the sky started to pour with torrential rain. The sound of the rain became louder and louder, masking the clamoring noise.

The martial artists all entered the shop to take shelter from the rain.

Within the restaurant, a young girl at the prime of her youth lightly stroked the zither string. Her beautiful eyes moved about as she smiled sweetly, playing out a moving melody that made people feel intoxicated. The Jiu family was boiling a pot of wine as they chatted happily with the Jianghu chivalry.

People were rushing to the restaurant, and some of them were drinking with their friends, drinking with a pot of strong wine. They were all drunk. There were also some young servants who were attracted by the legends of an elder brother after they had poured tea into a cup of water.

At this time, the sound of rain and rumbling thunder could be heard as lightning bolts streaked across the sky from time to time.

The curtains to the tavern was opened, and a The Sloppy Old Daoist carrying the Eight Trigram Diagram entered the tavern. He sat at a table and nudged his toes, causing all the martial cultivation s around to reveal a look of despise as they distanced themselves.

"Geezer, you aren't here to eat for free, right?" The waiter saw that the The Sloppy Old Daoist was dressed all in clothes, and said with an unfriendly expression.

"Hehe, this old Taoist has plenty of money. Bring the wine over." The Sloppy Old Daoist took out a large silver ingot and placed it on the table.

The waiter immediately changed his face and greeted them with a smile. He then went to get the wine. The Sloppy Old Daoist was very happy when he saw the wine. After opening the wine pot, he smelled the aroma of the wine, and an intoxicated look appeared on his face. He then took a big gulp, and smacked his lips.

"Yo, a bumpkin learning to drink wine from a hero. What a joke." A Seventh Order Warrior snorted disdainfully.

The Sloppy Old Daoist was not angry. He squinted his eyes and said, "This old Taoist has done quite a bit of research on the arts of life.

"Haha …" You said that I would have a bloodbath? " This person, Seventh Order Warrior, was already laughing so hard that he was up to his ears in tears.

In the next second, his voice abruptly stopped, and an angry roar sounded out, "Zhang San, get out here. Yesterday, you sneaked an attack on me, causing me to miss out on the treasure. Today, I'm coming to find you for revenge!"

Just as he was speaking, a tall and sturdy figure rushed in, with a fiendish look on his face, he wielded a Mo Dao and rushed towards Seventh Order Warrior. This person's face was filled with shock as he continuously retreated. Unexpectedly, the tall and sturdy man's blade turned and slashed across. With a pfft sound, a bloody wound appeared on this person's back as he staggered and escaped.

"There really is a bloody disaster." Everyone was stunned.

Some of the martial cultivation s started to seriously size up The Sloppy Old Daoist, wanting to see its depth, but they were disappointed. Some people shook their heads in disapproval. Perhaps that incident just now was just a coincidence.

"Hehe, little brother, your wine is not bad." When The Sloppy Old Daoist saw the jug of wine on Xiao Mu's table, his eyes lit up and he immediately extended out his dirty, old hands.

In the eyes of outsiders, this was something that the The Sloppy Old Daoist shamelessly snatched away, but in Xiao Mu's eyes, it was different. At that moment, The Sloppy Old Daoist did not have any fluctuation of spiritual energy, but he had a moment of absent-mindedness, and before he could react, the wine was already in his hands.

The Sloppy Old Daoist drank a mouthful of Xiao Mu's wine, the infatuation on his face became even stronger, and he laughed: "Little brother, after drinking your wine, I can give you a free divination."

Xiao Mu raised his brows, and said indifferently: "Tell me about it."

The Sloppy Old Daoist played tricks on them, pinching his fingers, shaking his head. After a long while, everyone knew that The Sloppy Old Daoist was playing tricks on them, and gave them a look of disdain.

At this time, the The Sloppy Old Daoist opened his mouth: "Little brother, you have the Peach Blossom Tribulation, the kind that sees blood."