Martial Arts Cosmic Gourmet

Chapter 324 Annexation of the Sun
In an instant, the zombie who smelled the smell of meat slammed on him, biting the man's neck with a bloody mouth, and tore off a piece of flesh with a flick of his head. In just an instant, the man became bloody. , another farmer was so frightened that he didn't even think about it, so he ran to the village and shouted loudly: "People cannibalize people! People cannibalize people!"

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The next day, Qingshan, the thirteenth disciple of Lingxiaomen's outer sect, and Lian Changgong, the second disciple, went down the mountain to the village to exchange the supplies needed by the sect, but they got separated on the way. The fifth disciple Qingshan came to the village alone, but found that the village had become It was barren, the houses were destroyed, the air was filled with the smell of coke and blood, and the blood splattered all over the place had dried up.

"This is slaughtered by some cult! You actually did such a horrific deed under my Ling Xiao Peak!" Qing Shan swallowed, and the good horse beside him was also terrified.

At this moment, the horse suddenly became restless, and he kept trying to escape from this place, but Qingshan tied the reins to the tree, and he couldn't break free. Animal instinct is sometimes more trustworthy than anything else, so facing the horse's violent restlessness, Aoyama also began to feel uneasy.

Sure enough, a few zombies slowly came out from the other side of the road, followed by a large wave of runaway zombies, Qingshan stared wide-eyed, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation, the things in front of him were lifeless, totally inanimate. They looked like people, but upon closer inspection, they were all villagers from the village.

"How did the villagers become like this! Which cult is responsible for it! Quickly report the name!"

However, no one will pay attention to him, because there is no second living person here.

Those zombies quickly smelled the green hills in the air, and they started to go crazy and riot, running at the limit speed of ordinary people's body functions. When they ran, they shook their hands, and their purple and broken faces became more and more ferocious.

As the thirteenth disciple of Lingxiaomen, Qingshan had already made a preliminary analysis of the situation at this time, so he immediately drew the sword from his waist.

"Everyone has no breath, and I'm afraid that you have been incapacitated by sorcery for a long time. The evil of the evil way only steals the good from others. Qingshan, the thirteenth disciple of Lingxiaomen, is here to give you a happy time! Don't blame it!"

More than a dozen zombies were running towards Qingshan, and one of them had already reached Qingshan, with its fangs stretched towards Qingshan's neck.

Qingshan stepped back a few steps in a jerk, he, a seven-step loyal warrior, was almost injured, the speed was really terrifying, Qingshan held the sword, raised the sword and fell, and directly chopped off the zombie's head.

This is not the first time he has cut off a person's head, but the neck of the village name in front of him is very fragile. His soft sword can cut iron like mud and separate his body and head, which is evident.

Several zombies followed one after another, and Qingshan didn't have time to think. He shook his hand and said "side break dew" to separate the two zombies. But soon, the noise here attracted other infected villagers in the village.

In a blink of an eye, there were forty or fifty of them, and there were two hundred more coming here.

Although Qingshan has seven steps of loyalty, facing these painless and blindly attacking zombies will inevitably retreat steadily. Qingshan looks at the horses aside and knows that he cannot escape, but he is kind-hearted and really does not want his own The beloved horse was also buried here, so he cut off the reins with a sword, and stabbed the horse's tail with a sword, and the horse ran wildly like a lost soul.

Seeing his beloved horse walking away, Qingshan sighed and smiled slightly, "What an evil school of magic, it can actually summon the dead, Qingshan may not be capable enough to exorcise demons today, but Qingshan is dead today, and he has to break this Sorcery, to tell the world that Qingshan is incompetent, but it does not mean that Lingxiaomen is incompetent!"

After all, Qingshan held the sword in his backhand, turned his hand and charged, his momentum was like thunder breaking the sky, and he was terribly fast. Surrounded by zombies, he forced to chop off the heads of more than a dozen zombies, and repeated this, dozens more.

In a blink of an eye, blackened blood and carrion splattered everywhere.

Even so, they are outnumbered in the end. Qingshan doesn't know how long he can hold on. The endless stream of zombies are mindless and seemingly tireless. With Qingshan's speed, there is absolutely no way to escape from the hands of these zombies. Qingshan can only fight with his back.

Fortunately, the sound of fighting in Qingshan not only attracted zombies, but also attracted the separated second senior brother.

Lian Changgong's brows showed a look of ruffian, he ran down from the bluestone ten meters away, his white clothes fluttered, and he held three zhang's free internal energy in his hand, he aimed at the group of zombies and swept away with all his might, in an instant there was a gust of wind.

Of course, Qingshan knew that this was the trick of the second senior brother Lian Changgong, and the desire to survive appeared again for a while.

"Second senior brother! Be careful, they have been enchanted by magic, and they will feel no pain at all, just like ghouls."

Lian Changgong jumped beside Qingshan, he looked at Qingshan, he used to be such a gangster-like person but became extremely serious, this was the first time Qingshan, who had been with him for three years, saw it.

Lian Changgong nodded, his clenched fists were shaking angrily, "Well, I know, I just separated from you and went to a neighboring village, where it has now become a purgatory on earth, and the villagers there have also become This look."

"How could it be! There is a cult that dares to act so boldly under Ling Xiao Peak." Qing Shan really couldn't think of anyone with such courage.

Lian Changgong sighed. Facing the zombies that were still rushing towards him, he gathered his inner strength in his palms again, and then raised the strong wind, blowing the zombies back more than ten meters. Make a plan!"

Lian Changgong lifted Qingshan's collar and led Qingshan away from the zombie encirclement.

Qingshan respects Lian Changgong very much. As the second disciple of Lingxiaomen, Lian Changgong is already a martial artist of the third heaven. He treats his juniors well on weekdays. The juniors made mistakes several times, but they were all blocked by Lian Changgong and punished. Afterwards, Lian Changgong just smiled, and said: "Those old people are really old, beating people is as painless as blowing wind."

But in fact, everyone knows that the masters of Lingxiaomen are all ruthless characters, and it is false to say that it does not hurt.

Qing Shan looked at Lian Changbow, and suddenly felt a sense of security.

Lian Changgong didn't know how far he traveled with Qingshan in the mountains, at least there was a long distance. He wanted to continue running forward, but he had to stop because he felt uncomfortable. He was lucky and looked at Qingshan again. , asked seriously: "Qingshan, have you been injured anywhere?"

Qingshan felt his whole body, except that he just twisted his ankle, there was no obvious trauma, so he shook his head: "No injury."

"I'm referring to whether he was bitten or caught." Lian Changbow asked seriously again.In an instant, the zombie who smelled the smell of meat slammed on him, biting the man's neck with a bloody mouth, and tore off a piece of flesh with a flick of his head. In just an instant, the man became bloody. , another farmer was so frightened that he didn't even think about it, so he ran to the village and shouted loudly: "People cannibalize people! People cannibalize people!"

……

The next day, Qingshan, the thirteenth disciple of Lingxiaomen's outer sect, and Lian Changgong, the second disciple, went down the mountain to the village to exchange the supplies needed by the sect, but they got separated on the way. The fifth disciple Qingshan came to the village alone, but found that the village had become It was barren, the houses were destroyed, the air was filled with the smell of coke and blood, and the blood splattered all over the place had dried up.

"This is slaughtered by some cult! You actually did such a horrific deed under my Ling Xiao Peak!" Qing Shan swallowed, and the good horse beside him was also terrified.

At this moment, the horse suddenly became restless, and he kept trying to escape from this place, but Qingshan tied the reins to the tree, and he couldn't break free. Animal instinct is sometimes more trustworthy than anything else, so facing the horse's violent restlessness, Aoyama also began to feel uneasy.

Sure enough, a few zombies slowly came out from the other side of the road, followed by a large wave of runaway zombies, Qingshan stared wide-eyed, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation, the things in front of him were lifeless, totally inanimate. They looked like people, but upon closer inspection, they were all villagers from the village.

"How did the villagers become like this! Which cult is responsible for it! Quickly report the name!"

However, no one will pay attention to him, because there is no second living person here.

Those zombies quickly smelled the green hills in the air, and they started to go crazy and riot, running at the limit speed of ordinary people's body functions. When they ran, they shook their hands, and their purple and broken faces became more and more ferocious.

As the thirteenth disciple of Lingxiaomen, Qingshan had already made a preliminary analysis of the situation at this time, so he immediately drew the sword from his waist.

"Everyone has no breath, and I'm afraid that you have been incapacitated by sorcery for a long time. The evil of the evil way only steals the good from others. Qingshan, the thirteenth disciple of Lingxiaomen, is here to give you a happy time! Don't blame it!"

More than a dozen zombies were running towards Qingshan, and one of them had already reached Qingshan, with its fangs stretched towards Qingshan's neck.

Qingshan stepped back a few steps in a jerk, he, a seven-step loyal warrior, was almost injured, the speed was really terrifying, Qingshan held the sword, raised the sword and fell, and directly chopped off the zombie's head.

This is not the first time he has cut off a person's head, but the neck of the village name in front of him is very fragile. His soft sword can cut iron like mud and separate his body and head, which is evident.

Several zombies followed one after another, and Qingshan didn't have time to think. He shook his hand and said "side break dew" to separate the two zombies. But soon, the noise here attracted other infected villagers in the village.

In a blink of an eye, there were forty or fifty of them, and there were two hundred more coming here.

Although Qingshan has seven steps of loyalty, facing these painless and blindly attacking zombies will inevitably retreat steadily. Qingshan looks at the horses aside and knows that he cannot escape, but he is kind-hearted and really does not want his own The beloved horse was also buried here, so he cut off the reins with a sword, and stabbed the horse's tail with a sword, and the horse ran wildly like a lost soul.

Seeing his beloved horse walking away, Qingshan sighed and smiled slightly, "What an evil school of magic, it can actually summon the dead, Qingshan may not be capable enough to exorcise demons today, but Qingshan is dead today, and he has to break this Sorcery, to tell the world that Qingshan is incompetent, but it does not mean that Lingxiaomen is incompetent!"

After all, Qingshan held the sword in his backhand, turned his hand and charged, his momentum was like thunder breaking the sky, and he was terribly fast. Surrounded by zombies, he forced to chop off the heads of more than a dozen zombies, and repeated this, dozens more.

In a blink of an eye, blackened blood and carrion splattered everywhere.

Even so, they are outnumbered in the end. Qingshan doesn't know how long he can hold on. The endless stream of zombies are mindless and seemingly tireless. With Qingshan's speed, there is absolutely no way to escape from the hands of these zombies. Qingshan can only fight with his back.

Fortunately, the sound of fighting in Qingshan not only attracted zombies, but also attracted the separated second senior brother.

Lian Changgong's brows showed a look of ruffian, he ran down from the bluestone ten meters away, his white clothes fluttered, and he held three zhang's free internal energy in his hand, he aimed at the group of zombies and swept away with all his might, in an instant there was a gust of wind.

Of course, Qingshan knew that this was the trick of the second senior brother Lian Changgong, and the desire to survive appeared again for a while.

"Second senior brother! Be careful, they have been enchanted by magic, and they will feel no pain at all, just like ghouls."

Lian Changgong jumped beside Qingshan, he looked at Qingshan, he used to be such a gangster-like person but became extremely serious, this was the first time Qingshan, who had been with him for three years, saw it.

Lian Changgong nodded, his clenched fists were shaking angrily, "Well, I know, I just separated from you and went to a neighboring village, where it has now become a purgatory on earth, and the villagers there have also become This look."

"How could it be! There is a cult that dares to act so boldly under Ling Xiao Peak." Qing Shan really couldn't think of anyone with such courage.

Lian Changgong sighed. Facing the zombies that were still rushing towards him, he gathered his inner strength in his palms again, and then raised the strong wind, blowing the zombies back more than ten meters. Make a plan!"

Lian Changgong lifted Qingshan's collar and led Qingshan away from the zombie encirclement.

Qingshan respects Lian Changgong very much. As the second disciple of Lingxiaomen, Lian Changgong is already a martial artist of the third heaven. He treats his juniors well on weekdays. The juniors made mistakes several times, but they were all blocked by Lian Changgong and punished. Afterwards, Lian Changgong just smiled, and said: "Those old people are really old, beating people is as painless as blowing wind."

But in fact, everyone knows that the masters of Lingxiaomen are all ruthless characters, and it is false to say that it does not hurt.

Qing Shan looked at Lian Changbow, and suddenly felt a sense of security.

Lian Changgong didn't know how far he traveled with Qingshan in the mountains, at least there was a long distance. He wanted to continue running forward, but he had to stop because he felt uncomfortable. He was lucky and looked at Qingshan again. , asked seriously: "Qingshan, have you been injured anywhere?"

Qingshan felt his whole body, except that he just twisted his ankle, there was no obvious trauma, so he shook his head: "No injury."

Qingshan felt his whole body, except that he just twisted his ankle, there was no obvious trauma, so he shook his head: "No injury."

(End of this chapter)