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The corpse venom is no less fierce than ordinary people who have hit the crane red, although it is not to say that they see blood to seal their throats, but it is enough to make Qin Hao, who is physically strong, suffer from toxicity, and there is almost nothing under the mad attack of toxicity Ability to resist.

You know, Qin Hao ’s flesh is not comparable to the monks in the same realm, that is, this corpse poison has the power of the zombie king. Otherwise, if it is an ordinary zombies corpse, I am afraid that it is even Qin Hao ’s flesh. Can't break open, let alone intrude.

Qin Hao refused to give up, desperately turned the chaos and real fire tactics, trying to drive the rampant and raging corpse poison in the refinery, but in the end it was useless. He just felt that the body's spiritual power was like a paste, thick and extremely incomparable. , The density is extremely large, it is almost difficult to rotate.

However, in the next second, his eyes suddenly lighted up, and hope reborn in his heart.

I do n’t know if it ’s the stimulus of the corpse poison because of the chaos of the real fire tricks. Since the last time I ate that grudge, I have been hiding in Qin Hao ’s body to pretend to be deaf and dumb. It lived in Qin Hao's chest and kept beating.

Qin Hao hurriedly took the initiative to urge him. Now he can only pin his hope on the Sun Flame. He thought that since this product can devour magic weapons and devouring grievances, it seems that as long as it is an energy body, he can devour and refine it. So, is this corpse toxic?

The source of this corpse poison is also energy. It is accumulated in the body by the zombie king's cultivation, just like some venom of the evil faction. At the same time when practicing, it will produce stagnant toxins in the body, which can be used when fighting with people. Toxin attack.

Sure enough, as Qin Hao expected, under the initiative of his urging, the group of sun fires on his chest was surprisingly active and active, like a fire dragon flowing through the meridians of Qin Hao, just like a bandit. Wherever grass grows.

Those corpses seemed to have no time to respond, and they were wrapped in the sun ~ fire, and they were not given the chance to escape.

What just called Qin Hao's headache was that the bandit not only took away the corpse poison, but also the spiritual power in his body was swept away. When the sun flames were in the four veins and eight veins, the whole body wandered around and returned to the chest. Qin Hao opened his divine sacrifice and scanned the whole body, and found that the meridians were empty, and there was no residue left.

Without his spiritual power, how can he escape this dilemma when he is seriously injured? If it was normal, he could blast out an exit with one punch, but now he is weaker than ordinary people, and buried in the bottom of the pit, it is difficult to leave.

But to put it another way, at least for now, the corpse poison has been cleaned up by the sun sperm, and there will be no danger to his life in a short time. This should be the only reason to make Qin Hao slightly more at ease.

Got it! I ’ve owed you, my grandfather, who lived with me every day, ate me, and did n’t see you give me a rental fee, but it came in handy to help you, and asked me to get paid. Am I really? Impressed!

Maybe Qin Hao ’s broken thoughts played a role, or it may be the other party ’s conscience found that when Qin Hao complained in his heart, the chest part suddenly overflowed with a spiritual force that enveloped his entire body like a spray. In the eyes of outsiders, it is almost like a cocoon, and if you look closely, you are surrounded by clouds and mists.

Qin Hao only felt that the skin epidermis and the injured parts of the meridians and bones in the body seemed to be covered by drizzle. There was a tingling sensation, and there was a more or less spiritual force slowly flowing from the chest to the meridians. In the middle, without using its working mentality, that spiritual power has been working since then, and it has gone quickly for a week.

Is this feeding yourself? Qin Hao glanced at the past. The flame on his chest seemed to be refining the corpse poison and spiritual power that had just been swallowed up, and then transformed it into the purest source of energy between heaven and earth, which was presented to Qin Hao.

Under the blessing of this energy, the power of the blood in Qin Hao's body was also stimulated, and the damage suffered by the flesh ~ the body gradually grew and healed at a speed visible to the flesh ~ in an instant.

However, this is not the end. After the repair of Qin Hao ’s flesh ~ body aura formed a fine mist and did not dissipate. Instead, it adhered to Qin Hao ’s flesh ~ body surface. This feeling is completely different from before, as if the whole body is up and down. Every part of the skin was crawled by the ants, and he ripped his feet and drilled into Qin Hao's body, and the painful Qin Hao broke his heart.

Just for a short moment, Qin Hao's skin cracked and exposed small holes with little spacing, about the same size as pinholes. Normally, the eyes are hard to recognize, but the wound is too dense. It seems particularly obvious. The whole looks almost more than honeycomb coal, and horse honeycomb is even more infiltrating. People with dense phobia may be frightened and scared to death.

But the next second, the wound healed quickly, and it was as good as ever.

Every time the fine spirit mist penetrates into Qin Hao's skin, Qin Hao will suffer the pain of destruction and healing. It has been 989 consecutive times. At the beginning, Qin Hao still had the strength to pain. In the end, he almost felt pain. The nerves are numb, and the feeling is really unbearable. Even if you just feel dizzy and woke up again, Qin Hao has experienced it so many times before he can stop.

In addition, there seems to be mixed with the evil spirit of the zombie king and the hot energy of the sun essence, the heat and cold, and the taste of the ice and fire, which is called sour.

Of course, the pain is not borne in vain, until Lingwu is completely absorbed by Qin Hao ’s flesh ~ Qin Hao flesh ~ The body is like the glaze, and the blood is flowing, and the blood is strong ~ Sheng is like the sea. It seems that the waves can be heard. The sound of surging surging, the skin on the surface is as clear as the glaze of the ceramic surface just fired.

However, everything soon returned to peace, and it was no different from usual, but Qin Hao knew for himself that although he had cultivated so little rise, the flesh seemed to be trained again, stronger than before. Too much, now he is confident that he can carry the blow of the previous Zombie King without being injured.

After his body returned to normal, Qin Hao planned to escape from the predicament, but after thinking about it, if he went out like this, he might inevitably fight another battle. Moreover, the Zombie King may not know that he is not dead, and premature exposure is not What a great choice.

He knows that the war between human monks and zombie kings is unavoidable. One side regards Jincheng Mountain Dojo as his territory, while the other side regards it as an ancient heritage. The conflict of autonomy has become irreconcilable. Coupled with the need to crack the matrix method to find the array of eyes before they can leave, people have no choice.

Since there is always a battle for death, Qin Hao feels that he might as well try to sneak into the interior, maybe he can touch the fish in muddy water. If you can enter the dojo to find a line of sight, wouldn't you be able to leave without blood?

Of course, Qin Hao will never admit that he is playing in the dojo, baby's idea.

The thought of the zombie king staring at his blasting hammer before, he was so angry that he had no weapon to bully himself? Row! I ’m here to dig for treasure, right? Zombie King, wait, I will evacuate your treasure sooner or later!

In Qin Hao's view, the zombie king has long been beyond the category of ordinary zombies. It is estimated that at least it must be cultivated to the level of flying zombies. Flying zombies have not only been confined to zombies, but have been cultivated into demons, just like animals have become refined. Turning on the wisdom, heaven can do everything, and legends can kill God and swallow the Buddha. Qin Hao does n’t know, but according to his estimation, it is a bit nonsense. After all, he has seen those so-called gods and Buddhas in the buried land. The power of ancient times is only the flesh buried in the grave. The body does not know how many years have passed, and it can still have such terrible blood and power. How can the little zombie king compare with it?

Even if the zombie king is strong, Xiuwei will be practicing God to return to the virtual wonderland. Otherwise, even if the magical power is displayed across the distance, crushing Qin Hao will be as simple as crushing a few small ants. Blocking all four was unsuccessful, leaving only one Qin Hao.

The zombie king who cultivates into a monster occupies the Jincheng Mountain dojo. Obviously, he wants to own the things inside. It must be known that the success of zombies is often more difficult than the cultivation of human spirits. Zombies are forbidden by nature. As a result, one can imagine how many obstacles there will be on this path, but he is able to cultivate successfully, and it is clear that there are good things. It is estimated that his inability to appear before has something to do with this.

As for the danger, oh, you still tell me danger at this time? If you don't want to be involved, you should stay at home and drink tea and bask in the sun to be a leisurely salted fish.

Just do it. Qin Hao is not the vague master. After roughly identifying the direction, he started to dig into the mountain. In fact, with his physical strength, it is estimated that one punch can penetrate the mountain at least a few miles away, but that would be tantamount to telling the zombie king that I will be below and kill me.

Based on the cultivation of the zombie king to the fairyland, it is estimated that a series of supernatural powers such as Tianyantong, Tianertong, etc. have been awakened, and the sense of God and the five senses are particularly sharp. It is difficult to escape his control with a little wind and grass, even if it is It's a hundred meters below the ground, but a little bit bigger and bigger, it will still be found.

However, even if you do not dig slowly, Qin Hao's speed is already very fast. What is Lanxiang New Oriental, what is the excavator?

God is worthy of care. Finally, after half a day, Qin Hao seems to have dug a lot of soil that is obviously not the same as before. It has to be much harder. When he cleans the gray soil in front of him, he suddenly finds that this seems to be the rock wall of the cave. The black one is similar to a crystal, because Su Yanran was not brought along, and Qin Hao didn't know whether this rocky earth existed. Thinking about it, he picked up a small piece and put it on his body to bring it to Su Yanran for research.

Qin Hao asked himself, speaking of petting his wife, who can be compared to the young master? Don't forget to bring a stone to study with his wife, who dare to match it?

Qin Hao didn't think about breaking the stone wall of the cave forcibly. On the one hand, he was worried that the pressure on the ground was a hundred meters deep. After all, if the structure was destroyed and collapsed, it would be nonsense. On the other hand, he doesn't have that courage, is he really dead?

Besides, how can anyone come to the door as a thief and hit the door with a hammer? Are you sure you will not be transferred to the police station by your host? You're so aggressive that you won't let the host open the door for you!

Qin Hao dug slowly along the stone wall. Anyway, he was very fast. Even if the cave was long, he could still dig the entrance. Sure enough, with hard work, Qin Hao finally dug to the end.

Breaking the stone and ash, Qin Hao stepped into the open space in front of him. There is a huge deep pit in the center of the open space, and the bottom can not be seen, but there is rolling magma burning in the deep pit, extremely red. The surrounding rock walls are reflected in red, showing its terrible temperature.

However, it is strange that Qin Hao not only did not feel a trace of heat, not even the warmth, or in other words, he felt a chill, as if he was in an ice cellar and could not help snoring.

This is weird. You should know that with Qin Hao's current practice as a body, even if it is real magma, it is impossible to give him anything, but now he feels cold and biting, the body is still up. The reaction, obviously wrong, is extraordinary.

As he resisted the chill, he walked to the pit, stretched his head and looked down. It didn't matter. He almost didn't startle him, and he saw a crimson object suddenly flying out of the magma, like a sharp arrow. Normally, it was almost rubbing his forehead to pass, if it was not for him to hide quickly, it is estimated that he was in the center of his head.

With a closer look, what came out was a small red crimson flame that bounced constantly in the air, and this flame made Qin Hao feel a little hot, but even colder, as if the flame in front of him was not a flame. It's like ice.

What's more frightening is that until now Qin Hao noticed that the few streams of sea in front of him who had just been rubbed by this red flame were annihilated like flying ash. At the same time, there was a tingling sensation from the depths of the soul. He almost couldn't stand at his feet and planted it in deep pit magma.

The author Mo Wangchu said: 4,000 words, two chapters in one. . . . . . . . . . . . .