Mr. Zombie rises from the dead

Chapter 471 Blood Suppression

Shuttle across, Ye Chen is like a black lightning in the darkness.

He was fast, but everywhere he passed, there were walking corpses emerging from the ground.

In the beginning, it was just ordinary walking corpses without any threat. Even he didn't need to bother to deal with them. He just charged over them, and the aftermath of power would smash them to pieces.

But the further back, the situation began to become unclear.

"Oops, the aura ahead is not right, there seems to be a mysterious and powerful aura brewing under the ground!"

While flashing away, Ye Chen suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and in the next second, a huge figure broke through the ground and soared into the sky.

This figure was covered in dark red, and held a blood-red sword in his hand.

The bursts of turbulent breath came from this figure.

As soon as it appeared, the walking corpses around them retreated subconsciously, trembling uncontrollably, as if seeing a terrible natural enemy.

Some walking corpses were so decomposed, because of the trembling at this time, pieces of carrion fell down.

"Corpse King?" Ye Chen stared at the dark red figure, frowned, and murmured.

Sure enough, it is worthy of the prehistoric world, even the appearance of the corpse king is very different from that of the zombie world, this guy is very fierce at first glance.

Now that the stumbling block has appeared, if you don't fight, you have to fight!

And this may not be a great opportunity. The so-called capture the king first, the zombie in Ye Chen's body has almost retreated, and there is not much time left to operate.

When the corpse king saw Ye Chen, he roared angrily, and slashed at him without saying a word.

The corpse king's ferocious power is extraordinary, and the light surging above the blood knife is brewing endless murderous aura, at least killing more than [-] people can condense such a murderous aura.

Seeing that the head was chopped off with a single knife, the corpse king in the prehistoric world was extremely flexible, and he didn't have the "zombie" taste of zombies at all.

Ye Chen's reaction was not slow either. When he saw the corpse king approaching, he slapped him with his backhand.

A powerful force of blood was brewing in it, making Ye Chen's claws harder than a fine steel sword.

"when!"

With a crisp sound, an invisible air wave surged and spread, and the ground under his feet immediately sank in a circle.

"Open!" With a shout, Ye Chen's eyes were like lightning, and the turbulent blood was surging in them.

Competing with him in strength, wouldn't it be impatient to live?

Arms fluttered, and the corpse king was sent flying.

Seeing its body flying upside down like a cannonball, Ye Chen's speed was even faster, his feet shook, and a big hole was stepped on the ground, and the next moment he was in front of the corpse king.

Raising his hand, he punched directly on the corpse king's chest, smashing it to the ground, and punching a big hole again.

Kill it while it's sick!

Another kick, Ye Chen went straight to the corpse king's head, and seemed to hear a "click" sound. Although the corpse king's head was harder than rocks, it was still smashed to pieces under Ye Chen's kick.

Less than 2 minutes into the fight, the mighty corpse king had already died on the spot.

"The corpse king in the prehistoric world is nothing more than that. Thousands of people were slaughtered in front of this person. This can be regarded as the complete end of his sinful life."

Looking at the corpse king's headless corpse, Ye Chen said calmly, looking around.

The corpse king is already dead, and his aura has completely dissipated. From then on, it has no possibility of being resurrected in the Three Realms and Five Elements.

But even so, none of the walking corpses around dared to approach.

You know, their targets are all Ye Chen, even if he cuts them down one by one like leeks, they won't retreat, because they don't have their own consciousness at all, and they don't know how to be afraid.

But now he still maintains a frightened and apprehensive look, as if he is afraid of something mysterious.

Subconsciously, Ye Chen set his gaze on the blood-red sword held by the corpse king.

Could it be that what these walking corpses are afraid of is not the corpse king, but the knife in his hand?

Yes!

This corpse king was a massacre before his death, so he should have used this treasured sword, and after his death, the treasured sword was buried with it.

Then, due to mysterious reasons, these people from the Wu Clan stole its body, transferred it here, and cultivated it into a corpse.

As for the rest of the walking corpses, they were just ordinary people during their lifetime, and they had a subconscious fear of killing evil spirits with the sword in the hands of the corpse king.

Even though the corpse king is dead, the evil spirit on the sword is still there, so they still dare not approach.

So since the treasured sword can deter these walking corpses, can it control these walking corpses?
As soon as he thought about it, Ye Chen didn't hesitate, and directly reached out to pick up the blood knife. There was only a little zombie original breath left in his body that could work, and it spread to the blood knife.

As the breath spread, the walking corpses around all knelt down in unison, as if they had seen a ghost all of a sudden.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen's mouth curled into a smile.

As expected, the blood knife can control these walking corpses, coupled with the suppression of the bloodline of the walking corpses by the original breath of zombies, he can reverse the power of the witch formation and forcibly seize control of all the walking corpses.

I don't know that the black-robed priest of the witch tribe saw so many walking corpses that he had sacrificed so much, so he turned his gun in the blink of an eye and besieged them all.

They will be mysterious-like expressions.

Just at this time, the original operation of the zombie has reached its limit, all the power is suppressed by the law of heaven, and all return to the depths of the heart, waiting for the next opportunity to operate.

Ye Chen's eyes flashed, and the world he saw in his eyes continued to deepen, through the darkness and fog, to the end of the group of walking corpses.

There, the Wu people are coming here, trying to go through the endless corpses and hunt him down.

"at this time……"

The corner of Ye Chen's mouth curled up into a smile, and he was about to control the walking corpses to bite those witch chasing soldiers, when suddenly, he felt an extremely cold feeling in his heart.

Subconsciously, he raised his head and looked at the sky in the mountains and forests in the distance behind him.

I saw a destructive, emerald green light coming through the air.

That speed is far faster than lightning.

The moment he saw the light, Ye Chen put away the knife directly, turned his eyes to the Wu tribe, and murmured to himself with a smile: "Who is there between the black-robed priest of the Wu tribe and the outstanding disciple of Yuxu Palace?" The ability to be more powerful."

"The remnants of the witch clan, die quickly!"

Gongsun Changqing's icy voice came from above the sky, still so high above, still so defiant.

But this time it is not in the territory of the Qinggu Fox Clan, and the Wu Clan are not as easy to bully as the Qinggu Fox Clan.

What greeted Gongsun Changqing was a black air soaring to the sky, brewing and permeating the black air, all of which were terrifying and strange.

(End of this chapter)